"These are two highly respected monks in the Chenhai area, Master Qinghe and Abbot Xuanming. ”

Immediately, there were clansmen who came to the ear of the patriarch Luo Yan to remind him.

"Two masters, please come in. ”

Patriarch Luo Yan's face moved slightly, and he greeted politely.

Although these two Buddhist masters may not be able to bring benefits to the Luo clan, and even the Taoism is not necessarily very high, but with Luo Yan's old and spicy experience as the patriarch, it is very clear that this kind of master is a clear stream in the magic world, and he has an excellent reputation in the rivers and lakes.

Moreover, this kind of decent monk, if you can't figure out which powerful branch of Buddhism is behind it, usually does not show feng shui, once you encounter a major event, you may be able to lead to a peerless existence.

"Amitabha, the patriarch doesn't need to be polite. ”

The abbot of Xuanming and the Qinghe master folded their hands, chanted the Buddha's name, did not enter the inner hall, looked around, and walked through the layers of seats of the elders and clan elders to the quiet corner.

Seventh Uncle Luo Fei put away his smile, straightened his clothes, and sat up.

He had been wandering outside before, dealing with these two Buddhist masters, and he knew that the two masters were noble and bright, and they were not elegant or out of the world, and they were like clouds of smoke in front of the two masters.

Today, there are many bigwigs in the magic world, all of whom have given him New Year's greetings, and Zhang Luo is a little numb until now, but he is still very useful to the congratulatory messages of these two Buddhist masters, and even secretly looks forward to it.

This kind of psychology is similar to many local tyrants and powerful people, who like to have a little relationship with artists and writers, anyway, they are very face-saving.

Moreover, the masters of Buddhism, no matter how high or low the Taoism, are worthy of respect in the hearts of ordinary people, and you can understand it by looking at the subtle reactions of the surrounding clansmen at this time.

However, when the two Buddhist masters passed by, they did not slow down their steps, but just nodded slightly towards him, who was barely an old man's benefactor.

"Uh......"

This made the seventh uncle Luo Fei, who was already ready to return the elegant salute, embarrassed.

At the same time, Lonnie's little girl stopped eating melon seeds, she was excited, and her heart was pounding: "Could it be that two Buddhist masters are coming to pay New Year's greetings to me?"

She looked around, there was no one more powerful than herself!

If this comes true, in the eyes of the clansmen, she seems to have a layer of Buddha light, even if she boasts that she is a reincarnated saint and a living Buddha, she may have faith.

"Amitabha! Rolling red dust, there is a fate to meet, a glance is fate, goodbye is also fate, Luo Shi Lord and my Buddha have a fate, poor nuns are polite. ”

Qinghe Shitai took the lead in saluting Luo Yu slightly.

Since the end of the last Jianghuai corpse demon disaster, Qinghe Shitai went back, and had a dream, there was a man full of Buddha nature in the dream, the outline was blurred at first, and the back gradually became clearer, the more he looked at it, the more he looked like Luo Yu, so he came to Luo Yu today, and Qinghe Shitai said something that seemed to be self-talking, and full of Zen words.

"Mr. Luo, Mrs. Shi said that your Buddha nature is boundless, and Lao Wei has already had this kind of enlightenment. ”

Master Xuanming was more reserved, but his eyes were eager.

Every time he met Luo Yu, he felt as if he was facing a holy Buddha, and from Luo Yu, he couldn't feel a trace of dust at all.

"You think too much, although I have a relationship with your Buddhist family, I am not on the same path. ”

Luo Yu smiled dumbly, the two of them were afraid that they were affected by the Buddha nature that they had been contaminated with when they first discussed the Tao with the Buddha.

That bit of Buddha nature, in Luo Yu's eyes, is just a thousand threads, but in the eyes of mortal monks, it has become boundless Buddhism, which shows that Buddha is also the Tao, at the level of the avenue, different paths to the same end!

However, this kind of communication between the two sides made the clansmen in the hall stunned.

In the eyes of the clan elders, it is mysterious and mysterious!

Moreover, I don't know why, the two Buddhist masters came to meet Luo Shuxiang's little grandson, which was quite a bit of a Buddha.

"Luo Shuxiang, this little grandson, can still have a Buddha fate, Buddha nature ?......" Even the patriarch Luo Yan felt a little incredible.

"Xiao Yu, I think you should talk to the two Buddhist masters more. Grandfather Luo Shuxiang looked even more proud.

In the minds of most mortals, whether they believe in Buddha or not, Buddha is a transcendent being.

Especially in Asia, those Daxiongbao temples and majestic temples are always full of incense.

To put it bluntly, whoever can get touched by the Buddha will give people the feeling of being very tall and can fool the world.

Luo Yu smiled, since his grandfather thinks so, then it's up to him.

When the abbot of Xuanming and the Qinghe master left, they also nodded kindly to Luo Shuxiang, which made Luo Shuxiang very comfortable.

"Hmph! What are the spirits, they must be two fake Buddhist masters who came out of nowhere, I don't believe that a real Buddhist monk would brag for a young man like this. ”

On the side, Lonnie's little mouth was upturned, obviously eating, because her little saint and little living Buddha cowhide couldn't blow it.

"Although the two Buddhist masters are high-spirited, it cannot be ruled out that they usually have a lot of dealings with Luo Yu, and on the scene, there is a suspicion of deliberately elevating this little guy. ”

Patriarch Luo Yan and Wang Jing looked at each other and smiled, both feeling that this kind of thing was still not far-fetched.

They listened very carefully just now, and the two masters were both cultivating in the Chenhai area.

And Luo Yu is known as the Chenhai Luo Immortal Master, and the possibility of close contact between the two is self-evident.

The patriarch was about to retract and continue to discuss with Wang Jing about today's magic conference, when another bearded Taoist priest, a bad old man, and a big-eyed girl came in.

"People from the two families of Nanmao and North Ma. ”

Wang Jing raised his eyebrows and became serious.

He was ready to get up and go to say hello.

Don't look at the only three people who came in, unlike the previous warlock groups with great fanfare, but the status of the four words "Nanmao and Beima" in the Chinese Xuanmen world is almost equivalent to the fame of Apple and Samsung in the mobile phone industry.

Nanmao and Beima are deeply admired by warlocks all over the world, and he, the leader of the Huaxia Alliance of the Shumeng, wants to sit in this position, if he does not get the support of Nanmao and Beima, it will be very difficult.

However, Yang Xuozi, Ma Liuye, and Ma Shiya, like the two Buddhist masters just now, gestured slightly to him, the alliance leader, and drilled into the deserted corner.

"Mr. Luo, don't come unharmed, we are here to participate in the magic conference today, I heard that you are also here, and we are here to greet you for the New Year. ”

Yang Xuzi solemnly performed Taoist gifts.

"I've seen Mr. Luo. Ma Liuye clenched his fists and squeezed his little eyes.

"Brother Luo, Happy New Year!" Ma Shiya smiled shyly.

Then the three of them had sharp eyes and saw the old man sitting next to Luo Yu.

"This is Master Luo, right?" The girl said crisply: "Hello Master Luo, I am Ma Shiya, a descendant of the Ma family, I wish you a happy New Year, this is a safe knot that Shiya usually takes the time to weave, I hope you don't dislike it." ”

She was very stressed in front of Luo Yu, and she was much more relaxed in front of Luo Yu's grandfather, so she hurriedly gave a magic weapon she had woven by herself to the old man.

"Master Luo, just a small courtesy, please smile. Ma Liuye smiled and presented a bottle of rare elixir ginseng powder that he had saved during the Chenghuang period.

"Poor Daoyang Xuzi, these five emperor coins have been enshrined under my Maoshan patriarch seat for many years, Master Luo might as well take them back to the town house to settle down. ”

Yang Xuzi gave several precious Five Emperor coins to Luo Yu's grandfather.

Today is the first day of the new year, if you come to the door to pay New Year's greetings, you naturally have to respect the elders first.

And the three of them knew in their hearts that the gifts they could come up with might not be able to impress Luo Yu, who was now sitting in the Medicine King Valley, but it was better to have a lively and auspicious life and please the old man.

"Thanks to the generous gifts from the three masters, how embarrassing is this......"

Luo Shuxiang held these heavy things, his mouth was dry, even if he was a little old man who didn't know how to do this, Nanmao and Beima, it was like thunder.

He felt a little unbearable and wanted to return it.

"Grandpa, if you like it, take it. ”

Luo Yu smiled indifferently and nodded slightly at the three of them.

He doesn't care about any of this, as long as he is open.

On the side, Ronnie's eyes straightened and she grinded her teeth. She liked the kind of peace knot made by Sister Shiya very much, which was beautiful and full of spirituality, and she would rather exchange it for the pile of gifts she had just received on the stool.

The clan elders present, as well as the patriarch Luo Yan and Wang Jing, looked at each other, and the dignified Nanmao and Beima actually greeted Luo Yu so politely, and sent Luo Shuxiang, the little old man, those precious magic weapons and medicinal powder?

At this time, there was a commotion at the door of the hall, and this time a swarm of many magic masters rushed in.

"It is Zhang Huaiqiu, the master of Jiuzhai Village in Wulong Mountain and other masters of Shu in Shu. Seeing the previous group of people, Wang Jing whispered in the ear of the patriarch Luo Yan.

The masters in Shuzhong, although they are generally not in the stream, are shallow in their learning, and most of them are gods, but they are better than in a huge group, and now hundreds of people are pouring in.

Then another batch came, Wang Jing nodded slightly and said: "These should be masters from Jiangnan, and the representative figures are Wu Fangtu, who is known as the Mai Daoist in Jiangnan." ”

Jiangnan, like Shuzhong, is also an outstanding person, and there are many warlocks, of course, the level is generally low.

In the blink of an eye, the reception hall was overcrowded and almost overcrowded.

The clan elders present frowned.

These rabble, most of them, are not qualified to come to pay New Year's greetings to the Luo people.

"Forget it, for the sake of their sincerity, let them say hello to the patriarch. Some clan elders felt that this was due to the strength of the Luo clan today, and they were proud.

However, in the next moment, this group of people, under the leadership of Master Zhang, Wu Fangtu, Wulong Mountain Jiuzhai Village Master and other leaders, found the right direction, and bowed down to that secluded corner from a standing posture.

"I'm waiting to come to pay New Year's greetings to Luo Xianshi, and I wish Luo Xian Shi Immortal blessings and longevity!"

The men spoke in unison, as if the beams of the hall were shaking.

In the face of the mighty scene, the faces of the clan elders present were as black as charcoal, and it turned out that this group of rabble also made a special trip to pay New Year's greetings to Luo Shuxiang's grandson, and it had nothing to do with the Luo people.

"I wish the Luo Immortal Master eternal blessings, longevity and heavenly qi!"

Before the elders of the clan beckoned people to disperse, a deafening cry suddenly came from outside the hall.

A clansman hurriedly ran in, his eyes full of horror and said, "Patriarch, there are more than a thousand people gathered outside, and the surrounding water is impassable!"

"What?!" Hearing this, the teacup in the hands of the patriarch Luo Yan and a group of clan elders almost didn't hold it steady.

Staying up late every night for the past two days, I'm almost having a nervous breakdown, so I'll adjust.

(End of chapter)