Not to mention that the blind boy burned a few pillars of incense in front of the Buddha, not to mention that the round-faced little maid slept on the futon for a long time, and when she rang the noon bell in the temple, the vegetables had already been placed in the wing.

But the two of them who spent a lot of money walked into the door of the wing, and found that there was already an old monk in a tattered robe sitting in front of the dining table, picking his toes with his left hand, holding chopsticks with his right hand, chewing fragrant in his mouth, and in a blink of an eye, a plate of white braised bamboo shoots with buds was eaten cleanly.

"Ahh

The blind boy who followed was much calmer, and teased the old monk who was swept away, "No, no, when can you change into a good robe, how can you say that you are also gold bricks and gold tiles in the Red Lotus Temple, and you are not afraid of losing your share!"

"Xiaosi, it's still very poor!" The same tone as the little monk, the tone was even more sad, he really deserved to be the master of the little monk, after speaking, he picked up a white-flour steamed bun with the hand that picked his toes just now, and bit off half of it.

The corners of the blind man's mouth twitched twice unconsciously, thinking that this old and young monk in the Red Lotus Temple was really a race and an unscrupulous.

The little maid who sat down hurriedly picked up the chopsticks, and compared the old monk's hand and mouth to the fast mouth, and the blind boy asked strangely: "No, why did you get up so early today?" You must know that the old monk has to sleep every day until the forest bird returns to the nest, and then he will get up and look at the sunset.

"Doesn't I feel that the little master is coming to the temple, so I sweep the couch to greet him!" the old monk raised his head, and his old face smiled flatteringly into a chrysanthemum.

", it's not the first time I've come, why didn't you greet you before, and besides, grabbing food is also called greeting?" the blind boy scoffed.

"At this time and that time, the little master was not a little master last time, but the old monk has always been an old monk, not to mention that you are older, it is the robe of the protector of the country at the bottom of the pressure box in the meditation room, and it is still worth a few dollars, isn't it?"

"Say, what do you want me for?" the blind boy knew that the old monk had no temperament to be able to afford to be early, and he no longer had any trouble with him, so he simply asked.

"This, it's not a big deal, I just want Xiaocao to enter the academy to practice!"

"Who, not three, no?" the blind man was stunned

"Yes, it's the apprentice!" the old monk nodded

"Can a monk also enter the academy?" At this time, the little maid raised her head and said with vague curiosity in her mouth

"Scholars can enter the mountain gate, why can't monks enter the academy. The old monk took a sip of cabbage and tofu soup and replied as a matter of course.

"But, don't you never allow you to go down the mountain without letting you go down the mountain?" Childe was a little surprised

"This time and that time!" the old monk sighed again, "I may be about to go to the West Heaven to see the Buddha, this Red Lotus Temple was a place of bliss when I was there, and I will become a Ten Thousand Demon Cave if I am not there! I want to find a pure place for Xiaocao!" The old monk with a hippie smile just now showed helplessness on his face at this time.

"What are you kidding, you, go to the West Heaven, are you passing away from the Buddhist King Kong outside the top ten martial arts?" The blind man felt that the old monk was alarmist, and couldn't help but laugh and retort, but his voice trembled a little.

"It's not a round death, it's a competition with people, I'm not sure, the victory is only between five or five, even if it wins, it's a miserable victory, to see the Buddha, it should be a matter of ** not leaving ten!"

"Could it be that Jumei Immortal came out of Hanhai City, or Bai Hechou broke through the death barrier, or could it be that the other two Confucian and Taoist saints joined forces to fight you?" The people in the three religions are different from the martial artists of the rivers and lakes, the Buddha casts a golden body, the Confucianism nourishes the mighty qi, and the Taoist is pregnant with the yang god, and has a unique secret method of practice. Although the combat power is not as good as the Daze Dragon Python who proves the Tao with martial arts, it can be cultivated to the extreme, and it is also a saint of the three sects who has the means to understand the mysteries. For example, the old monk in front of him, the Donkey Kong body blessed by the Buddha's light, is even stronger than the best martial artist who is in the body!

"It's not the top three martial arts, it's not the saint of the two sects, the old monk, my popularity is not so bad, as if anyone wants to kill me!" The old monk burped and rolled his eyes.

"Who else but these people can make you die without a fight, you're lying to me, aren't you?" the blind man still hoped that the old monk was joking.

"Little Master, you are right, those are just big monsters and little monsters on my Da Yu Martial Arts List, but you can't help but let other places not be out of monsters, aren't you? In addition to Da Yu in the Eastern Continent, isn't there also the Tallinn Buddha Kingdom on the Heavenly Rank Glacier? In addition, the two barbarian clans in the Western Continent also have their own cultivation methods, even the many island countries on the Xinghai Voyage are also strong!" The old monk expanded the blind man's horizons from Middle Earth to the four seas.

The blind boy couldn't help but think of the day before yesterday at the Taiqing night banquet, the martial arts competition of the Duntu Henggang.

"And the adversary is from abroad?" asked Childe

"It's the living Buddha of Tallinn that day, the great lama like a pig, Amitabha!" The old monk couldn't hold his mouth, spat out a swear word, and quickly recited the Buddha's name.

"Danba Jiangcuo?" Gongzi was slightly stunned, "Since you are a living Buddha and have come from afar, how can you fight bravely?"

"He wants to take Xiaocao to the Buddha country and become the next Buddha master of Tallinn, I don't agree!"

"That's it?"

"That's it!"

"Do you know?"

"I don't agree to inform him!"

"Have the elders of the temple consulted?"

"A few old bald donkeys were bewitched by the great lama's grand wish of the universal Buddha land, and wanted to send Xiaocao to the west, but Xiaocao is my apprentice, I don't agree!"

"Why not, why?"

"Everything has a reason, but the cause of this matter cannot be told, and there is no need to say the future!"

After a series of questions and answers, the blind boy felt very helpless, and the old monk made up his mind to the end.

"Actually, you should tell him to make his own decisions!" said the blind man, releasing the old monk

"No, in order not to let me die, Xiaocao will definitely go with the big lama!"

"If you leave, you won't come back, you old monk and that big lama, do you want to fight to the death for a trivial matter?"

"It's not a trivial matter, Xiaocao is gone, there will be no universal Buddha land, it will only be a misery, and we will all go to the Infernal Hell!"

"Old monk, you are blinded to me again!" the blind man was a little angry

"Heh, don't you believe it?" the old monk sneered, "Ask your grandfather to go, but when the time comes, he may not tell you!"

"My grandfather, I have long moved out of the Meng Mansion, and now I have my own 'Jinwei Pavilion', with two little maids as companions, why do you go back and ask him about the old man?

The blind boy asked confusedly, but the old monk closed his eyes and leisurely recited the Buddha's name.

Childe was helpless, so he had to ask again: "Do you have to fight?"

"Can't hide, can't hide!" the old monk still lowered his eyebrows

"That Tallinn Living Buddha, is it really that powerful? It's not that you have been too old in recent years to cultivate and fall, right?" the blind man asked deliberately questioning

"Fart, the great lama cultivates the Falun in his belly, and the body, qi, and spirit are one, do you say that you are strong? You are still a little master of the academy, you know a fart!" The old monk said dirty words, and he didn't care about reciting the Buddha's name, pointing at the blind boy and scolding.

The blind boy wiped away the saliva on his face, and he was not annoyed, but said with a straight face: "In this case, I will not say more and ask more, you can enter the academy without three or four times, but you will not open the back door, you have to take the exam by yourself." Also, old monk, although you can't beat people, the only famous trick of the Thousand Buddhas is that it is easy to grab food on the dining table, but it is also a Buddhist Donkey Kong, and your ability to be beaten should be regarded as the best in the world! So, if you can't go to the west, I'm optimistic about you!"

The old monk was slightly stunned, looked down at the little maid who was ignoring the conversation between the two, puffing out her cheeks, grabbing vegetables and rice, smiled slightly, folded her hands, and said the Buddha again, "Amitabha!"