The gray-robed monk didn't regard himself as an outsider at all, and immediately held arms with Mu Yi, as if he hadn't seen his relatives for a long time, missing his relatives like a mountain, and the strange look in his eyes had already made Mu Yi's back grow goosebumps.

"How disgusting is the current monk" Mu Yi was very disgusted in his heart, and classified this gray-robed monk into the category of having broken sleeves and Longyang; Mu Yiwei is not shown on his face, he is light and calm, and the wind is surging;

"At first sight with the holy monk, the disciple Mu Yi also asked the holy monk to give more advice" Mu Yi got up and gave a salute to the gray-robed monk, dignified and not humble or arrogant. He skillfully pulled his arm out of the crook of the gray-robed monk's arm, with a faint smile on his face.

"Well, since the donor is interesting, the poor monk can't disappoint the donor," said the gray-robed monk, and pulled out a sheepskin map from his bosom, on which the waterways and rivers were distributed, and the mountains and rivers were dense; On the map, each area is divided.

The gray-robed monk held his sleeve in one hand and pointed to the map with the other, his eyes always paying attention to Mu Yi's every move, hoping to see something. "Donor, look, this is the world now"

Mu Yi glanced at it, and took a rough look at the map in his hand, and remembered it in his heart, with a tired expression on his face, "Why did the holy monk let me see this world?" I don't have any intention of this world, and the world doesn't really like me, it's useless to look at this, it's useless to look at this, let's talk about some strange people in this world, this is still a little interesting."

The gray-robed monk drooped his eyelids, his original aura hung down and hidden, and he said softly, "The poor monk is here, he wants to tell about it, whether you are interested or not, listen patiently!" ”

"Then, it's better for a disciple to be respectful than to obey his fate" Mu Yi was even more white in his heart, secretly scolding this monk for being rude and shameless.

"Now there is a heart of hegemony in the world, there are warring states, a country of justice, and an ancient medical city; occupy a large number of Terran territories respectively; It also wants to dominate the world and build China again; The alien race is surrounded by the human race layer by layer in the periphery, if the alien race attacks on a large scale, under the nest, there are eggs? ”

The gray-robed monk sighed, "Huaxia was very powerful in the old era, but now the time has changed, is it different?" The emphasis is on the four words of cultivation and recuperation, and you can't just think about fighting."

"What's going on with the martial arts arena on the edge of the West River? Could it be that those who want to dominate the human race are still missing one Buddha land? Mu Yi sneered, a little disdainful in his heart, and his mouth was still testing step by step.

"His heart will be different if he is not of my race; Although there is no boundary, his crime should be punished! The gray-robed monk had a solemn expression, his fingers swept over the countless lush forests around him, and his eyes became fierce!

Mu Yi looked at these falcon-like eyes with his back, and the sweat on his back was attached to a layer of turbid water.

"Hahaha, in this way, the righteousness of the Buddha land has taken over the big project of this new era, but I am just an ordinary person who has no power to restrain the chicken, I can't hold a steel knife and shovel, and I can't make a lupine scarf; I can only express my admiration for the lofty ideals of the holy monk in my heart."

"If the holy monk has other things, but he has to go first? I also happened to sit under the willow tree, and I would appreciate this mountain style again."

"The disciple is stupid, and he can only not know the true face of the empty mountain, only because he is in this mountain!" Mu Yi put his hands in his sleeves, leaned back and forth with a smile, and kept shaking his head.

Mu Yi had already made a decision in his heart, if the Buddha Land was really to defend against foreign tribes, those monks and soldiers would naturally be a big help, and if it was to dominate the world, it would be the source of cholera. It is an overwhelming threat to the Kongshan Temple, and it has to be guarded against, and there is nowhere to prevent it.

"After all, the donor is living here, so he doesn't want to go outside for a walk, see?"

"I thought about it before, but I don't want to it now"

"This empty mountain temple is a Buddha land after all!"

"This empty mountain temple was left by Master Ananda" Mu Yi and Cihang pointed to Mai Mang, not giving an inch. What's more, the relics stupa behind him hides a big secret for Mu Yi, how can he leave? Nature is inseparable!

"I mean, it's time for you to go!" The gray-robed monk lowered the teacup from his clenched hands onto the table, leaving deep finger marks on the teacup without crushing it, and the table was embedded in the ground as the teacup landed, raising a trace of dust.

Seeing this, Mu Yi got up and let out a long breath, turned around and walked silently towards the stone Buddha, and took out three long incense sticks and two versions of candles from behind the stone Buddha; Lit one after another, methodically, without any chaos.

Cihang saw Mu Yi close his eyes and turn around, the smile in his eyes was even worse, this was a compromised expression, but he didn't notice that Mu Yi had his hands behind his back, and the green tendons had bulged.

The little monk in the stupa looked at the steaming mist, his own eyes and nose, and his nose and heart; After worshipping the seventy-two saints in his heart, "Don't be impulsive, impulsiveness is the devil, you can't beat it, you can't beat it", and the anxious little monk was already sweating profusely.

Yue Gongzi on the side also clenched his fists tightly, watching the fog accumulated in the tower burn faster and faster!

Mu Yi closed his eyes and pondered, knowing that he was no match for the monk in front of him, it was not easy to break through a thousand armies, and it was even more difficult to control the power so exquisitely. The fists that were originally clenched tightly also slowly relaxed, and the gloomy face that could drip water also revealed a faint smile.

"What if there is no Buddha here, and there is only one manor?" Mu Yi's eyes were playful, and in Cihang's eyes, he was even more bold and rebellious.

Mu Yi turned around, and his voice was Lang Lang, "Disciple Mu Yi is here, send off the Buddha for Master Ananda, the Buddha is easy to go!" Mu Yibi gave three salutes respectfully; Cihang saw that Mu Yi deceived the Buddha and destroyed the Buddha like this, and he was resentful in his heart, but he was bound by invisible morality and couldn't do much wrong, so he was so hateful.

"Mu Yi, you are bold, you dare! If you do this, how can the Buddha answer you! Cihang saw that Mu Yi was about to bow three times, and he was even more apprehensive in his heart, hiding some luck, waiting for Mu Yi to finish worshipping before arguing!

"The Buddha walks slowly and doesn't send it!" After three bows, the whole stone Buddha fell forward, Mu Yi stood in front of the Buddha statue without moving, Cihang saw the stone Buddha moving, naturally flashed to the door, waiting to see the white-haired man being stoned to death by the Buddha statue, so that he could save his own worries.

Mu Yi didn't seem to be afraid on his face, and he had already missed Ananda countless times in his heart, "Ananda, Ananda, don't play tricks on me, you say that if I worship this stone Buddha again, the stone Buddha will turn into dust!" ”

The tall stone Buddha slowly fell, Cihang flashed outside the door, and when he felt that Mu Yi couldn't escape, he said 'reminder', and he was proud in his heart, it seemed that he was going to send the white-haired man to the end.

It's just that the next scene made Cihang unexpected, and his jaw fell to the ground in shock;

As soon as the stone Buddha in the hall touched the forehead of the white-haired man, it began to collapse and break inch by inch, and the part that fell into the ground turned into dust in an instant; The room was smoky, and it took a quarter of an hour for me to see the figure in the room again.

Mu Yi sat in front of the tea table of the tea house, which was still clean, otherwise there was a trace of dust, and he poured the tea without hurrying, and said without hurrying, "Please also invite the holy monk to drink tea!"

The tea has been light and colorless, and the teacup has been filled with tea soup that is overflowing outward. Cihang looked at the stubborn eyes in the room, his eyes were gentle, and his heart was fierce, "No need, the old man will say goodbye to the donor next time, farewell!" ”