Murong Qingxue didn't bother to argue with this guy about boring topics anymore, so she lowered her head and continued to read.

Ye Qiuyang sighed helplessly,

"Why doesn't anyone believe me?"

It's a long time to go, and it's time for another day to pass.

After dinner, Ye Qiuyang lay on the sofa and counted the time, it has been a few days since Qingchan Temple, and it is almost time to send Li Jiajia away.

Thinking of this, he spoke,

"Girl Li, do you want me to send you to Lingquan Temple tomorrow to find your master's sister?"

Li Jiajia was stunned, fiddling with the Buddha beads and did not speak.

Ye Qiuyang approached,

"Yo, girl, you shouldn't be reluctant to us, right?"

"It's okay, Qingxue and I still lack a daughter, how about you being my goddaughter?"

Li Jiajia said angrily,

"Who can't bear you, I'm reluctant Sister Qingxue!"

"Let's go, whoever stays here is the puppy!"

Murong Qingxue passed by the living room and happened to hear the conversation, she reassured,

"Jiajia, you don't have to be reluctant to me, even if you arrive at that Lingquan Temple, we can go to see you in the future."

They didn't actually want to drive people away, but it was her master's last wish to send Li Jiajia to Lingquan Temple, and if they didn't agree, they would forget it, since they agreed, they had to do it.

Li Jiajia nodded slightly,

"Well, I know, I will listen to the master and obediently go to Lingquan Temple to find my aunt."

A smile appeared on Murong Qingxue's frosty face,

"I'll help you pack your things, and if you have anything you want........"

The two of them said, and began to work together, leaving Ye Qiuyang aside and ignoring it.

Ye Qiuyang looked at Li Jiajia talking and laughing, and sighed.

Counting the days, her master should have died of poison, I don't know how she will react when she knows that her master is dead one day.

That night, Li Jiajia and Murong Qingxue had a long talk and shared the same bed, which made Ye Qiuyang so envious.

When I woke up, it was already dawn.

After the three of them had breakfast, took their luggage, and officially set off for Lingquan Temple.

Lingquan Temple, one of the three most famous temples in China, is located on Dianyun Mountain in Pohe City.

The distance between Pohe City and Jiangdong City is not too far, Ye Qiuyang and they set off by high-speed train in the morning and arrived at their destination in the afternoon.

After inquiring all the way, they went straight to Dianyun Mountain.

I bought a ticket from the mountain gate and started walking along the winding road up the mountain.

On the way, Ye Qiuyang muttered,

"There are a lot of bullshit rules in this place, saying that what is to worship the Buddha and be sincere, you must hike to go up the mountain, and you can't take a car, it's a waste of time!"

Li Jiajia scolded, "Ye Qiuyang, this is the holy land of Buddhism, you are not allowed to talk nonsense!" ”

Ye Qiuyang sneered and pointed to the passers-by around him,

"This is a tourist attraction, and what Buddhist holy place is used to make money."

Since the development of the times, many Taoist temples and temples have long been commercialized and turned into tourist attractions, and there are very few places to really cultivate.

Li Jiajia said angrily,

"Nonsense, the place where my master asked me to come must be a real Buddhist holy land!"

Murong Qingxue said,

"Ye Qiuyang, don't underestimate this."

"I heard when I was very young that there was a female abbot in Lingquan Temple who had boundless magic and had reached the cultivation of the Tianzun realm."

"Even if it is placed in the entire yin and yang world of Huaxia, it is a pivotal figure."

"When Jiajia is sent to the place, if I have the opportunity, I want to visit this female abbot."

Hearing this, even Ye Qiuyang couldn't help but be surprised, you must know that the Tianzun realm is not a joke, there are only a handful of people in the entire Yin and Yang Realm who can reach the Tianzun realm, but I didn't expect that there is one hidden in this place.

He asked,

"Then how old does this old nun have to be?"

Murong Qingxue said,

"It is rumored to be more than two hundred years old."

"It's just that this female abbot likes Qing Xiu, and she rarely shows up, and there are even fewer people who have seen her true face."

Hearing this, Li Jiajia said proudly,

"Ye Qiuyang, have you heard, the female abbot of Lingquan Temple is at the level of Tianzun, and she still said that it is not a holy place of Buddhism?"

"What kind of cultivation are you?"

"Hmm...... I remember that you seem to be almost a heavenly master, and you are far from others! ”

This is the first time that Ye Qiuyang has been ridiculed but has nothing to say, because although he is already a genius among geniuses when he reaches the middle grade of a Heavenly Master at his age, compared to Tianzun, it is indeed far behind.

He touched his chin and imagined what kind of image this two-hundred-year-old Tianzun nun should be.

The three of them chatted and walked for nearly two hours before finally stepping into the gate of Lingquan Temple.

The whole Lingquan Temple is divided into four parts: Fayu Temple, Fahai Temple, Faqing Temple and Fasheng Temple.

Among them, the two nunnery of Fayu and Fahai are all female monks, commonly known as nuns, and the remaining two temples are the bald monks of the Eight Classics.

And Li Jiajia's aunt is a master in Fayu Nunnery, whose law name is Mingzhu.

When Ye Qiuyang and the others walked to the door of Fayu Nunnery, they found that something was wrong.

The rest of the Lingquan Temple is open, welcoming pilgrims from all walks of life to go to incense, but only this Fayu Nunnery is closed door.

Ye Qiuyang stepped forward and knocked on the door hard,

"Anyone? Trouble open the door. ”

After a while, the mahogany door was slowly opened, and a little nun with clear eyebrows walked out, she saluted, and said,

"Amitabha, a few donors, it has been inconvenient to offer incense in the Fayu Nunnery in recent days, and I also invite a few people to go to a few other places in the temple."

Ye Qiuyang opened his mouth and said with a grin,

"Little nun, we're not here to worship the Buddha."

When she heard someone call herself a "nun", she was displeased, feeling that she had met a frivolous guy today, and she was about to close the door when she stepped back.

Murong Qingxue could naturally see it, and after glaring at Ye Qiuyang, she stepped forward and said,

"This little master, in addition to offering incense, we are here today mainly to find people, and we are also bothered to inform one or two."

Seeing that Qingxue was much more polite than Ye Qiuyang in her speech and demeanor, the little nun was angry and asked,

"The female alms are looking for someone, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

Murong Qingxue said, "Dare to ask you that in this Fayu Nunnery, is there a Mingzhu Master?" ”

When the little nun heard these words, her expression became unnatural, and she froze there neither speaking nor moving.

Ye Qiuyang was anxious and asked,

"Do you know, just say it."

The little nun hesitated, clasped her palms together,

"Amitabha, a few donors are late."

"Master Mingzhu is too her...... She has passed away. ”

Ye Qiuyang patted his head, "Isn't it, it's already hanging?" ”

He felt that Li Jiajia's master would definitely be bad luck recently.

First died Qingzhu, then Master Li Jiajia died, and now it's okay, even the remaining Mingzhu is dead.

(2nd Update)

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