After settling down, Luo Yu was about to beckon the mother and daughter to leave, when suddenly, a breeze blew, and there was a quiet fragrance in the air.

Luo Yu looked up at the back of the Buddha hall and asked the abbot, "Can I go to the backyard for a walk?"

Abbot Xuanming hesitated, then nodded in agreement, "Donor, please." ”

The backyard is a place for monks to meditate, and it is usually not open to pilgrims, but in the eyes of the abbot of Xuanming, Luo Yu is very human and should not be neglected.

"Wait for me for a while, and come when you go. ”

Luo Yu said hello to the mother and daughter, and walked around to the back of the Buddha hall.

Walking through the corridor, Luo Yu came to a quiet courtyard.

The air in the backyard is fresh, and in the center, a tall Bodhi tree is planted.

Luo Yu was slightly moved, this tree actually has a bit of spiritual charm, thinking that it has been rooted in this mountain for hundreds of years, its roots have firmly grasped a spiritual vein in this group of mountains, if you meditate under the tree and participate in meditation, it is quite beneficial to the practitioner's Taoist heart.

The branches and leaves of the Bodhi tree swayed without wind, as if sensing the fairy rhyme on Luo Yu's body, and signaled to him, and there was a little bit of a frightened bird, as if he was afraid of something.

"Don't worry, I have no intention of taking away your bodhichitta!"

Luo Yu was dumbfounded, knowing what it was afraid of.

The bodhicitta of this Bodhi tree is still very small, and although it is very tempting to Luo Yu who is starting to practice, Luo Yu has never liked the way of interception, and has never disdained to strengthen himself by devouring the weak.

It is necessary to know that the cultivation of the way of interception is fast, but if you go all the way, you will form endless resentments, and when he ascends to the tribulation, the evil consequences will be presented, not only to be greeted by the Nine Heavenly Thunder, but also to be entangled by the demons in every way, and if you are not careful, you will never recover!

Some evil sects are crooked, short-sighted, and do not think about the long term, but only want to be quick for a while.

Luo Yu is different, he has become an extraordinary saint, and he has seen everything very thoroughly.

Wow~~

The Bodhi tree swaggered again, as if it was grateful for Luo Yu's generosity.

In fact, Luo Yu came here specifically not for it.

Luo Yu turned his eyes, and sure enough, he saw that in the lotus pond under the Bodhi tree, under the blue leaves, lotus flowers were blooming.

Luo Yu is not a literati, no matter how green those lotus leaves are, no matter how delicate those lotus flowers are, they can't attract him.

What really attracted him was one of the golden white lotuses.

"Elixir!"

Luo Yu drank lowly, the source of the faint fragrance was this thing.

There is a Bodhi tree growing in this place that has grasped the spiritual vein, and in the lotus pond under the tree, a golden lotus elixir is bloomed, which is not surprising.

Although it's just a golden lotus.

In the fairy world, Luo Yu once picked the nine-grade immortal lotus with his own hands. That thing was placed in front of mortals, and the golden glow released could stab mortals who couldn't open their eyes.

Of course, this is not the fairy realm, and Luo Yu's current situation is not the same as the peak of the Feather Saint, and in his eyes, the first-grade golden lotus is already a good foundation-building treasure in the early stage of cultivation in this life.

Unlike the Bodhi tree, this golden lotus is only an elixir, and it does not give birth to the mind of the Wisdom Dao, and does not bring resentment cause and effect.

Luo Yu has the heart to take it!

But at this moment, the sound of the dispute came from the corridor.

"Senior brother, was this the son who blasphemed my Buddha on the treasure hall just now?"

"Senior brother, don't say that. ”

"The Buddha statues have been shattered by him, and you dare to deny it? Senior brother, you are a monk, this kind of thing, let's leave it to our martial arts practitioners to deal with, and see how I can ask him for guilt!"

One tall and one short, one fat and one thin, two monks, one white and one black, both appeared.

The tall white and chubby monk who took the lead was the abbot of Xuanming, his face was a little anxious at the moment, and he kept comforting the monk behind him.

The monk who came with Abbot Xuanming was a little short, thin, dark-skinned, with eight-character eyebrows and hanging horned eyes, and his face was very sharp and terrifying.

His skin is not only black, but also quite textured, black and golden, like a guy who came out of the Shaolin Eighteen Bronze Men.

He found Luo Yu standing under the Bodhi tree looking at the lotus flowers from a distance, so he was fierce and vicious, and shouted like thunder, it seemed that because Luo Yu had just broken the Buddha statue in the front hall, he wanted to come to Luo Yu to settle accounts.

"Audacity, did you secretly have luck just now, and shattered the Buddha statue in this temple, so as to provoke our temple, and you still didn't recruit from the truth?"

Rushing closer, he questioned Luo Yu sharply, and he had the posture of making a move if he didn't agree.

But Luo Yu's gaze was always staring at the golden lotus and never moved away.

"Boy, didn't you hear this monk asking you?"

The junior brother of the abbot of Xuanming was anxious, grabbed it with one hand, and wanted to grab Luo Yu's collar and pick him up for a lesson.

Luo Yu's figure shook slightly, and he happened to "float" out of a position.

Only then did Luo Yu turn his head and look at him coldly, "Who are you?"

The abbot of Xuanming hurriedly stepped forward to explain, "Don't blame, this is my junior brother Pan Xuan, he is the monk of this temple, because he misunderstood you......"

Luo Yu understood, and then glanced at the monk who destroyed it, and only heard that there were warrior monks in Shaolin Temple, but he didn't expect that this small Jinxia Temple also had warrior monks who protected the temple, and he was also a master.

This person's appearance has cultivated a body of copper skin and iron bones, but in his body, there is a strong true qi flowing.

His attainments in martial arts are a cut above Han Lao, as well as the master of the White Tiger Sect who went to Xiao Mei'er's pharmacy that day to bid for the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu, and Ge Hong, who claims to be the grandmaster of the martial arts generation of the Southern School.

To describe it as a mortal's insight, he is a hidden master!

But none of these can arouse Luo Yu's interest, and it is difficult for Luo Yu to care about this person.

"Is there something wrong?" Luo Yu asked coldly.

"You kid is proud enough, you demolished our Buddha statue, and pretended to be nothing, report to your sect teacher, this monk does not bully the nameless Xiaoxiao!"

The great monk of Panannihilation was short-tempered, not at all like a monk, and seeing that he couldn't get along, he simply argued with Luo Yu in a similar way.

"I have no sect, no sect, and I am not a person who practices martial arts. ”

Luo Yu's expression was the same, and he already had a countermeasure in his heart to take away the first-grade golden lotus.

"Do you dare to quibble, then let this monk see how many catties and taels you have, and you can catch a few tricks from me, the Imperial Qi Sect Master!"

The Pananji monk grinned, his arm was strong and powerful, and his move was the dragon claw hand.

"One move. ”

Luo Yu smiled and flashed again, "I only need to use one move to make you unable to move!"

The monk temporarily collected his merits, and shouted angrily: "Speak wildly! Unless you are a martial arts ancestor-level figure of 'Huagang', you dare to shout to take down the poor monk with one move?"

Luo Yu glanced at the pond, "If I do, can I pick one at random in your lotus pond?"

The hard bar of the monk who destroyed it without thinking, "Why not ......"

But before he could finish speaking, the abbot of Xuanming eagerly stopped: "Absolutely not! Senior brother, we monks have no quarrel with the world, how can we compete with others for the sake of a momentary spirit, and gamble with others, do you know how many major precepts you have committed?"