"What are you afraid of, the wooden basin is broken, just change it. ”

Looking at his weeping face, Huijue spoke.

When the words fell, Hui Jue tilted his head, and turned his hand towards the many miscellaneous monks who were looking at him, but he spread his hand, shrugged his shoulders and said,

"Why are you looking at me like that? It's true that I haven't seen you in a while, but you don't have to miss me so much. ”

Huijue's words fell, and the expressions on the faces of the miscellaneous monks became even more embarrassed.

But they were one by one, but they didn't know how to answer Huijue for a while, so they had to smile awkwardly.

Looking at their appearance, Huijue sighed secretly.

These people are honest people. In addition to this, they also have a common characteristic, and that is the wooden ne.

Otherwise, if it is of some use, it will not be assigned to the miscellaneous office. Do some of the most useless chores.

In fact, in the Fahua Monastery, these miscellaneous chores are completely unnecessary, and they do it. Casting a spell or drawing a talisman is not much more useful than them.

The reason why some miscellaneous servants are left for them is also to give them a reason to stay in the temple with peace of mind, and at the same time to contain their minds.

"Everybody, get on with your work. Leave me alone, I'll go to the abbot to get my life. ”

Hui Jue said this, and walked straight towards the main entrance of Kutuo Temple.

In fact, when Huijue came back this time, he didn't even think of going to the abbot to return to his life.

Revenge, revenge.

The whole order itself is Yun Gu harming people!

His master is still trapped in that immortal tomb world, and his whereabouts are unknown. Huijue really didn't want to look at the stinky faces of those old monks in the Zen temple.

When he said this, it was just that the atmosphere in front of him was really a little embarrassing.

As Hui Jue's figure walked out of the Kutuo Courtyard, the original courtyard seemed to soon have a lot of discussions. Their voices were not loud, but Huijue could still hear them clearly. The content is nothing more than how could Huijue come back, and whether the Guangfa monk has died.

Although Huijue was a little speechless about these people's discussions, he didn't take them to heart.

He just really went all the way towards the abbot's courtyard.

Along the way, at this time, Huijue finally saw a lot of Zen disciples of all generations.

And one by one, whether they are higher in rank than Huijue or lower in rank than Huijue, and whether they are inner disciples or outer disciples, they all show unbelievable expressions after seeing Huijue.

Obviously, they also couldn't believe that they would be able to see Huijue again in this life.

As for their ghostly expressions, Huijue just didn't say a word, and walked all the way towards the abbot's courtyard, but he ran into those monks of the Cantonese generation, the interpretation generation and the Wuzi generation, and Huijue also did not speak.

If it was in the past, because of the face of his own master, Huijue would still say hello to the snake.

But now, at least at this moment, Huijue is not in the mood.

As for why he wanted to go to the Abbot's Academy, for Huijue, he might just want to deliberately disgust some people.

When Huijue walked all the way to the abbot's courtyard, there were already a group of monks standing at the door of the abbot's courtyard.

They all looked solemn and looked at Hui Jue with rather hostile eyes.

Among these monks, the lowest rank is the same as Huijue's monks. And the age, all of them are above Huijue.

One of the leaders has a square appearance, his eyes are blazing and intimidating, and his eyes seem to be full of the majesty of Buddhism. He looks like he's only in his early twenties, but he feels pretty scary.

"Master Huijue, you're back. ”

The man clasped his palms together and said towards Hui Jue.

Facing this person's words, Huijue was noncommittal, but said, "Changnan Road, the Blood Bodhisattva has been ambushed, and I have come to report to the abbot." ”

The Blood Bodhisattva was severely injured by Huijue's desperate beating. Later, the immortal tomb was opened, and the peerless killing machine swept thousands of miles, killing all things, and the blood bodhisattva naturally could not escape death. Huijue said that she had been ambushed, but it was not nonsense.

Huijue's words fell, and the monk bowed slightly, and then he got out of the way and said, "Master Huijue's nephew, please, the abbot is waiting for you in the meditation heart room." ”

In the majesty of this person's words, there is a sense of neutrality and peace. It's just that, in fact, Huijue himself understands that the most hostile to them in this Fahua Zen Temple is probably the monk in front of him.

This person is the disciple of the abbot Shixin, Guangyuan. Now the first Bodhi Temple. Most of the people who will become the next abbot in the future.

In the previous Zen temple competition, the one who finally won the first place in the Huizi generation was the disciple of this person. Of course, at that time, it was Huijue who deliberately released the water.

Otherwise, he would be able to beat Guangyuan, a precious apprentice, all over the ground to find teeth.

If you really want to fight, it is almost the same to let the monk Guangyuan come to compete with him, and let his apprentice come to fight with Huijue, which is not at the same level at all.

Of course, now, if the ten Guangyuan monks are tied together, it is impossible to beat Huijue.

In the Worm King's Palace, there are now more than a dozen corpse insect puppets in the realm of saints. These corpse insect puppets have all lost their souls and wills, and all that remains is a little instinct and the nature of absolute obedience to the control of the Worm King's Palace.

Although they do not have the supernatural powers and combat power they had before their lives, but the corpse insect puppets of the realm of more than a dozen saints are released, unless they are ruthless people like the Demon Lord Worry-free Crazy Life, which one can deal with it?!

After Monk Guangyuan made a way to come, Huijue walked inside, but just as Huijue walked past Monk Guangyuan, Monk Guangyuan spoke, "Amitabha." It's a pity for Senior Brother Guang. However, the death of Senior Brother Guangfa is also a relief. From now on, dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, and it can be regarded as a vulgar thing, and from then on go to bliss. As for your words, Master Huijue, I don't know if you are willing to join my door......"

Monk Guangyuan's words were only half of them, and Huijue laughed as if he was sneering, "Who said that my master is dead." My master entered the immortal tomb and saw that the immortal avenue had gone, and he would inevitably come back one day. As for saying, Uncle Guangyuan, you want to take me as an apprentice, I'm sorry, my master is not dead, how can I join someone else's disciple. ”

Saying this, Hui Jue's words paused slightly, "Besides, Master Guangyuan, your Taoism is not as high as mine, why do you accept me as an apprentice?" You have this leisure, I think, you might as well practice more by yourself, it's really okay to be idle, teach your apprentice." ”

With that, Huijue strode past Monk Guangyuan.