In the eyes of others, the old monk is about to rot and die soon. But what Lin Yun saw was different, the old monk's footwork was light, quiet and silent, and there should be two brushes.

Lin Yun didn't call the gold back, he wanted to try the old monk's water.

"Ah......h

"Ah...... Help, help, teacher Bo save me. ”

The gold crawled on the back of the little monk, and the flesh on his waist was frantically pinched with pliers, and the little monk cried bitterly, but he could not get rid of it.

As for the middle-aged monk, he had already run out of the main hall and hid far away.

Lin Yun didn't let the gold sting, although the little monk was cheating people, it was just a normal business operation, and there was nothing wrong with it, but he couldn't look past it.

If the gold is not heavy, the little monk will suffer some skin trauma, and the scars will not be left. Lin Yun wasn't like this before, but after staying with Lin Ling'er for a long time, he also became fond of playing tricks on people.

The old monk couldn't stand it anymore, he showed a set of light footwork, his right hand turned into eagle claws, and grabbed the gold, although the gold was fast, but the reaction was not fast enough, and the old monk was caught after a few dodges.

"Sizzle......"

"Sizzle......"

Jin Zi was a little painful, stretched out his tail needle, and prepared to prick the old monk.

"Gold, don't tie it, come back." The poison overturned the old monk, and he still has to be treated, how troublesome. If the old monk is too weak and accidentally farts, he will still be responsible.

When the old monk heard Lin Yun's words, he also let go of the gold, and when the gold saw this, he ran back and climbed onto Lin Yun's shoulder.

"The donor is a fellow believer, please come with me."

Immediately, he led the way, passed through the main hall, and came to a small courtyard, in which there were two houses, and in one house there was a statue of the Buddha, and under the statue there were three futons, and nothing else.

The door of the other house was closed, which was supposed to be the residence of the old monk.

The old monk took him to the abode, which contained a bed, a large cupboard, a table, and three stools. On the table there was a teapot, several teacups.

The old monk made Lin Yun a cup of tea and said, "This is the wild tea fried by the old monk, you can taste it." ”

Lin Yun took a big sip, it was very bitter, more bitter than his father's bitter tea, he really couldn't taste the aroma of tea, but he still gritted his teeth and drank it, if he didn't drink it, it was disrespectful to the master.

"Hahaha, don't drink it, young people nowadays can't get used to drinking this kind of bitter tea." The old monk smiled lightly, feeling that the atmosphere was much milder.

Dad said that this kind of bitter tea can only be drunk by people with stories, but Lin Yun has never understood it, maybe he has no story.

"The old monk first introduced himself, the old monk Ming Fa, 118 years old, was an orphan since childhood, no name and no surname, only one law name, is the last generation of Xuanqing Temple." Although the old monk was old, he spoke vigorously and powerfully, and Lin Yun understood it very clearly.

"Donor's surname?"

"Junior Lin Yun!" This old monk was a true cultivator and deserved Lin Yun's respect.

"Where did you come from, and where did you come from?"

"The younger generation studied under Hongmeng and came from Qinglin Village." If you've lied once, keep telling it. In fact, it's not a lie, he has already established the Hongmeng, and now there are three of them.

"The donor has a successful practice at a young age, it's not easy, I can talk to the old monk, and the old monk is also fortunate to have three lives."

"It's still a great old-timer, and I've actually practiced the ancient law successfully these years." The ancient method that Lin Yun said was handed down from ancient times, similar to the exercises of the Inner Dan Method, this kind of exercise consumes the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and in a certain era of law, only people with enough iron head dare to practice.

Lin Yun's family is not strong enough, and the ancestral exercises have been abandoned for hundreds of years.

The old monk is 118 years old, that is to say, he has achieved cultivation before the revival of the aura, this talent, this perseverance, is not much worse than Lin Ling'er.

"Senior, what's going on with those two monks outside." Those two monks were too fake, and Lin Yun was very curious that they were from there.

"Hehe, the old monk is old and mournful, unable to take care of the entire monastery, and has not found a satisfactory successor after more than ten years. In desperation, he reported to the state and asked the state to arrange two people to manage the monastery. ”

"Neither of them is a true monk, they know a little about Buddhist scriptures, and they can say a few words when receiving pilgrims, but they don't have much ability. That middle-aged man, who believes in Buddhism on the surface, is actually dark in his heart, extremely greedy, and not a good person. That young man is a good man, and he often takes care of the old monk's daily life, but he loves money too much, otherwise I would want to take him as an apprentice. ”

The old monk understands better than anyone else, but he won't live long, and Xuanqing Temple will also cut off the inheritance, so he can't care so much, as long as he lives quietly.

"I see." No wonder the old monks are willing to defend the little monks.

"Why does the donor ask for it?" Pharaoh Ming asked curiously. A person like Lin Yun who has real skills is either busy with penance or has big things to do, so he has time to wander around his small temple and play tricks on people.

"Don't worry, old-timers, I don't have bad intentions, I just want to look around and increase my experience."

"Young people should go around, like old monks, stay in this small temple all their lives, and waste their time."

……

Lin Yun chatted with Pharaoh Ming for a long time, and had a deep understanding, Pharaoh Ming is proficient in profound Buddhism, and has rich life experience. Lin Yun was not interested in Buddhism, but the old monk's life thoughts gave him a lot of inspiration.

"Thank you seniors for your doubts!" Lin Yun said respectfully.

"The solution is not the old monk, but the donor himself"

"Is the donor willing to accept the inheritance of Xuanqing Temple?"

"Senior, I don't want to be a monk." Lin Yun shouted.

What kind of monk, he still has to go home to get together with his wife and have children, if he becomes a monk, his mother will not beat him to death. Besides, he really can't look down on the little inheritance of Xuanqing Temple.

"Hehehe, you don't need to be a monk, the donor is angry, and he will kill in the future, and he is not suitable to enter my Buddhism." Pharaoh Ming monk chuckled lightly and said slowly.

This made Lin Yun puzzled, since this is the case, why did he choose me.

"Senior, why did you choose me?"

"Because you're a good person! I have practiced Buddha all my life, but I don't understand what the Buddha in the Buddhist scriptures is, my Buddha said, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, but the old monk knows that the moment you pick up the butcher's knife, you are a demon. Therefore, the Buddha and the demon are originally in a thought, the Buddha can be the devil, and the demon can also be the Buddha.

I've lived in this small temple all my life, and I've had so little experience that I never understand what a Buddha is. But after meeting you, I realized my Buddha, and I just followed my heart with righteousness. "Pharaoh Ming's face is ruddy, as if he has made a slight breakthrough in cultivation.

"The predecessors cultivated the real Buddha, each of us is a Buddha, the Buddha is in our hearts, why believe in those false Buddhas. However, this inheritance is unacceptable, and I already have a teacher. ”

Lin Yun has not believed in Buddhism since he was a child, he thinks that Buddha is too far away from reality, what is the past and future life, the reincarnation of cause and effect, and it is enough for people to live well in this life.

"The donor is talented, the old monk thinks the same, it is enough for us to worship the Buddha in our hearts. Since the donor is unwilling to accept it, then it's all, that's it. The old monk's face was bitter and very unwilling.

Originally, he wanted to take the inheritance into the ground, and the Xuanqing Temple was completely cut off. But now, I finally met a suitable person, and people are still unwilling, so they are naturally unwilling.

"The old monk is so old that he can't move around. The most regrettable thing in my life is that I didn't receive a suitable apprentice. The donor and the old monk have done a game, you win, this matter is not mentioned, if you lose, you help the old monk find a successor. How is it? Pharaoh Ming said very seriously.

"Senior, don't be so serious, if you really want an apprentice and report it to the state, they will definitely find you a few satisfactory."

"Hmph, the old monk doesn't believe them, a small temple can be made into a miasma by them, and the old monk doesn't dare to accept the people they found. Donor, ready, there are only three kinds of inheritance left in Xuanqing Temple, one is the Xuanqing Sutra, the orthodox exercises of Buddhism, the second is the Qingfeng step, and the third is the strong vajra claw. Although the three lineages are incomplete, they are still complete in Buddhism. ”

"Eat the old monk's claws."

Lin Yun didn't expect the old monk to make a move, but the old monk was too weak, so he was stronger than the dark power master, although the claw technique was sharp, but Lin Yun could easily block it.

Lin Yun didn't make a move against Pharaoh Ming, this monk was too old, he made a move, and the old monk couldn't bear a single move.

"Senior, stop, you're not my opponent." Lin Yun persuaded.

"That's it, that's it, it seems that the inheritance of Xuanqing Temple can only be cut off in my hands. The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, are the young people so strong now? The old monk said sadly.

"Seniors don't have to be pessimistic, the aura is revived, all things evolve, the Tao is reappearing, your path of cultivation has just begun, and there is time to find an apprentice." Lin Yun comforted.

He didn't sincerely refuse, there were too few people who were willing to be a true monk, he didn't have time to find it, as long as the old monk broke through a small realm, he could increase his longevity by several decades, and he could go to find an apprentice by himself. And in the era of Reiki revival, it is simple to break through a small realm.

"But the old monk can't wait for the revival of the aura, the old monk only has three months of life left, and he will sit down in three months, and I don't even have time to teach my disciples." The old monk's expression was indescribably depressed. He had sensed the revival of his aura a few months ago, but he was no longer able to cultivate.

"Senior, I'll give you something." Lin Yun took out a bottle of herb essence.

This old monk is not easy, he can actually practice to this state in the era of the end of the law, his talent and talent are very comparable to others, and it is a pity to die.

The old monk didn't know what it was, but he still drank it in one gulp, and after drinking, he sat cross-legged and began to absorb the essence of plants and trees.

Half an hour later, the old monk got up and bowed to Lin Yun, and Lin Yun hurriedly helped him up.

"The grace of the benefactor, the old monk will never dare to forget, if there is a request, he will never refuse."

The old monk felt his body, at least ten years of life extension, this is a miracle medicine against the sky, but Lin Yun did not hesitate to give him such kindness, how can he repay it.

The most important thing is that his physical functions have recovered a lot, and he can cultivate again.

"Donor, you come with me, and I will give you something, although it is not worth the chance you gave me, but it is also a piece of the old monk's heart."

The old monk led Lin Yun to another room, where a Buddha statue was enshrined.

The gold was a little afraid of the inside, and did not dare to enter the room.

"What is it that scares it, I'll have to see."

Lin Yun opened the eye of insight, and he saw a golden cloud above the Buddha statue, could this be the legendary power of faith, this Buddha Gate may really have something.

……

[To be continued]