It is likely that even Xiao Jing ignored it, the old monk was free in the space, and if he had stayed in this place all the time, even Zhang Yi didn't believe it.

To say that the plane has a level limit, but the strength of the old monk Nagarjuna, even if it encounters some obstacles, most of the martial arts planes can't stop the footsteps of others at all.

With this foundation, those who can pass through various planes are not only those masters valued by Xiao Crystal, but also an old monk who is ignored by everyone.

"All this is thanks to the benefactor, and the old monk does not dare to forget it for a moment!"

Zhang Yi doesn't want to accept a gift from others, for the people in Buddhism, except for those in the 21st century, they regard this profession as a tool to make money, at least in Zhang Yi's eyes.

The realm of monks in this era is still very noble, so when he saw someone's salute, Zhang Yi still took the initiative to return the salute, which can be regarded as a respect for others.

"The master is a Buddhist monk, I deserve it, boy!" Although the strength and realm are much higher than others, Zhang Yi does not dare to hold it up at all.

After all, the achievements of the old monk Nagarjuna are obvious to all, and the final results have not been circulated in the Han Dynasty, but after the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

Bodhidharma came to the Central Plains, and this time there is a Buddhist holy place in China, and the reason why Bodhidharma came to the Central Plains is because of the guidance of the old monk Nagarjuna.

"I came here this time to take the master out, I don't know what the master thinks?" This sentence came out of Zhang Yi's mouth, which made people feel polite.

The old monk is not indistinguishable from wrong, for him, the so-called drink and peck are fate, even if Zhang Yi does not come to see him, there is no resentment in his heart, this is the so-called self-cultivation and self-cultivation of Buddhism.

"The environment here is beautiful, the territory is vast, to say that it is a treasure of feng shui, the donor can have it is also a blessing, I hope not to disappoint the world!"

The tone of this sentence is very magnificent, if you want to say that Zhang Yi doesn't have any ideas, it can only fool people, after all, everyone is a flesh-and-blood person, even if they have cultivated.

Those so-called immortals who are too cold in high places cannot be without the slightest trouble, just like a saying that everyone often says.

"As long as there are people, there will be rivers and lakes!"

Then as long as there is a place of interest, a circle structure will be formed, especially a pyramid structure, which is the highest state that everyone is seeking.

Zhang Yi knew what he wanted and what he was doing, and he still agreed with the old monk's words in his heart, but he didn't know whether it was a warning or a warning tone.

I am very repulsive in my heart, this is the pride of a master, the old monk obviously knows this, but he still said it, it can be seen that people have the final achievement, which is still convincing.

"Absolutely will please everyone!"

Zhang Yi, who sighed, adjusted his mood, if he wanted to say that the words of the old monk Nagarjuna were pointing fingers, it was a little too heavy.

"That's good!"

Touching the whisker under his chin, the smile on the old monk's face was very sincere, this expression can be seen naturally except on the child's face.

It seems that 100% adults, it is impossible to smile so sincerely, this is also a kind of trouble of being a person, which can be summarized in one sentence, that is, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read.

"It's time for me to leave!"

looked at Zhang Yi with a little deep meaning, as if he hadn't finished a sentence, and there was the following, to say that Zhang Yi didn't know what people wanted.

That is simply self-deception, especially when facing the old monk, it is likely that there will be a sense of guilt, this feeling makes people very uncomfortable, even Zhang Yi can be in a bad mood.

"Master! As long as it is my jurisdiction, the master is allowed to build a temple! ”

The old monk was waiting for this sentence, he originally wanted to speak, but he changed his mind at zero hour, and if he wanted to say that he had no regrets in his heart, Zhang Yi saw that little expression.

It feels uncomfortable, and it seems that Nagarjuna's heart has not cultivated to the realm of Buddhist monks.

"It's just that I have a request!"

Originally, when the old monk heard the words just now, his heart suddenly became happy, but he was woken up by Zhang Yi's basin of cold water, and it was difficult to say that Zhang Yi's request was difficult to complete.

There is no such thing at all, Zhang Yi has already recorded this, that is, the number and specifications of the temples built, which has countless criminal records, if you don't think about it here.

It's likely that you will do bad things with good intentions, and everyone agrees with that.

"Please tell the donor, the poor monk is absolutely trustworthy!"

Hearing the old monk's words, Zhang Yi also knew that he could believe it, but he knew very well in his heart, what can I do if I believe in you, I don't believe in your disciples and grandchildren.

All the senior monks said that money is something outside the body, but when they were making a big profit, what they said was farting, which Zhang Yi knew in his heart.

But I didn't dare to say it to my face, after all, people are representatives of monks, as long as Zhang Yi dares to say it, it is like facing a group of bald people and scolding monks.

"Zhang Yi still believes in the master's promise, but we are villains first and then gentlemen!"

The two of them sat on the ground, Zhang Yi still said a lot, Nagarjuna listened very seriously, to say that he didn't want Buddhism to flourish, it is estimated that it is impossible.

It's just that after hearing Zhang Yi's requests, his heart sank to the bottom, it's not that people don't give Buddhism a chance, it's just that the requirements are a little too harsh.

"Isn't the benefactor's request too outrageous?"

The old monk finally couldn't help it, so he said this, Zhang Yi has experienced countless years, especially in the 21st century, monks are cheating money.

In addition to this thought, there is no other thought left, and now I hear this sentence of the old monk, and now that I think about it, it seems to be a little unauthentic, but there should be a clause.

I still have to say it, or those tragedies will continue, which is not what I want.

"Master don't be impatient, if there are any differences, it's better to take a look at these!"

When it comes to the space of the little crystal, if you want to say that the little crystal is a god, then you can be regarded as a demigod, just a random stroke, and a trace of ripples appears in the space.

It's like a pebble thrown into the calm water, just when the old monk was a little surprised and Zhang Yi was smiling, the image in the picture slowly became clearer.

Of course, this is like a movie projector, the situation here is too high-end, for those things in Buddhism, Zhang Yi casually put a little bit, especially in the 21st century.

No matter which temple they visit, the monks inside are busy, and their daily work is no longer to wipe the dust on the Buddha statue, nor to chant the Buddha every day.

Instead, he was busy with some side hustles, mainly trying to find ways to increase some income.

(End of chapter)