The old monk hurriedly raised his head, and through the temple gate, he saw two middle-aged monks standing in the courtyard outside, dressed in yellow monk's robes, one of them holding a crescent shovel in his hand, with a sideways face. The other one seemed quite kind.

The kind-faced monk was looking around at the ruined courtyard at the moment.

"Senior brother, what do you see, just ask the two of them. The monk with the crescent shovel in his hand said, this monk also saw the old monk and Xiaobei in the main hall at this moment.

The kind monk clasped his hands together and bowed to the old monk, "This senior brother, just now I saw the Buddha's light shining here at the foot of the mountain, and I felt the Buddha's qi gushing, but what happened here?"

The old monk looked at the yellow-robed monk, but he didn't know what to say.

"Senior brother, you are really verbose, just ask him directly!" said the monk with a meaty face, "Old monk, can you see a Buddha treasure born here?"

The old monk was stunned for a moment, "Buddha treasure, what is a Buddha treasure?"

"The monks don't speak, don't lie, the two of us clearly see that the Buddha here is full of anger, even if you get the Buddha treasure, it is not something you can understand thoroughly. And this Buddha aura is so obvious, after the two of us leave, we may still attract the covetousness of demons and monsters, if you stay, your life will be in danger!" said the monk with a crescent moon shovel in his hand.

"But I really haven't seen any Buddha treasures, two senior brothers, please see, the two of us have nothing but monk's clothes, and there is no place to hide in this temple. The old monk said that he didn't know what the Buddha treasure was, but he felt that maybe the Buddha heart relics left by Master Xiaobei were Buddha treasures, but it was left by Master Xiaobei to Xiaobei, and these two monks had nothing to do, so naturally they couldn't be given to them.

"Hmph, if we find out, you're good-looking!" the guy with the crescent shovel glared at Old Heshan, and picked it up in the yard with the shovel.

"Ming, don't be unreasonable, I think this senior brother doesn't seem to have really practiced, and it's normal that he can't recognize the Buddha treasure. After the kind monk finished speaking, he came to the old monk's side.

The kind monk did not look for it, but came to the old monk.

"Is this your apprentice?" he asked.

"Hmm. The old monk hummed and met a real monk, and the old monk didn't dare to expose the relationship between their ancestors and grandchildren, for fear that people would know that they were fake monks.

"Why is your monastery so dilapidated?" the monk asked, observing Xiaobei.

Xiaobei was still covering his head, his eyes closed, and the expression on his face seemed to be painful and confused, making it impossible to tell what was wrong with him.

"It's a bit far from the city, and I don't usually have much money for incense, so ......," the old monk explained.

The monk's monk nodded, and then turned his attention to Xiaobei, who squatted beside him, "What's wrong with you?"

"My head is a little swollen. The little monk said.

The monk reached out and grabbed Xiaobei's right hand.

A warm current flowed down the monk's hand into Xiaobei's arm, and then walked along the meridians.

"Huh?" The monk was suddenly stunned for a moment, he felt a gentle power in the young man's body, which made him unconsciously feel close, "You have Buddha qi in your body?"

He stood up, took a few steps back, and walked out of the main hall, and stood in the middle of the courtyard, clasped his hands together, and recited some scripture.

As he was reciting the scriptures, his hands also moved, pinching some seal.

"Senior brother, what are you doing? You want to open the eyes of heaven?" the monk with the crescent moon shovel in his hand looked at his senior brother in surprise.

His senior brother was still chanting, and his normal voice was getting louder and louder as his handprints changed.

Soon, the entire courtyard was filled with the sound of chanting, and golden light that was visible to the naked eye erupted from his mouth.

When his last syllable ended, the little monk only felt as if the whole hall was shaking.

The monk who was chanting the sutra stopped and opened his eyes, and above his eyes, a faint golden light appeared.

After opening his eyes, he first looked at the entire courtyard and found nothing special, and then turned his gaze to the old monk.

"Buddha is full of energy!" he exclaimed in surprise.

I saw the old monk's body a faint layer of Buddha Qi entangled, this is a scene only a monk, if not a monk, is a person who has a great relationship with Buddhism, this kind of person can quickly practice as long as he enters Buddhism, and become a generation of monks.

When he spoke, Xiaobei was no longer holding his head with his hands, and it seemed that he was feeling better and stood up.

The yellow-robed monk turned his head to look at the little monk.

"Ahh

In his eyes, the Xiaobei in front of him was full of Buddha energy from the inside out, and among the monks in the yellow robe who had ever seen him, there was no one who could compare to the Buddha Qi on Xiaobei's body.

It's a pity that his mood fluctuates too much, affecting his realm, and the eye of heaven is instantly closed, and he can no longer see a trace of Buddha qi. And I was too surprised just now that I didn't notice the Buddha beads on Xiaobei's wrist.

"Senior brother, what do you see?" asked the monk with the crescent shovel in his hand, helping him.

"Senior brother, may I ask what your legal name is?"

"My Dharma name?" The old monk was asked, he really hadn't given himself a Dharma name in the past few years, and he didn't have to say his Dharma name when he went out to turn his fate, even if someone talked to them, he was just called a mage.

"Xiao Lao'er was originally a nearby farmer, named Yanyun, who saw the temple in dilapidation, so he came to borrow it, and after reading more Buddhist scriptures, he devoted himself to the Buddha, but there was no real master, and no master gave him the Dharma name. This is my grandson Yanbei. The old monk felt that he couldn't hide it, or he didn't want to hide it, so he said honestly.

"It turns out that pretending to be a disciple of Buddhism, you should be damned!" The monk of the crescent moon shovel had a hot temper.

"Ming, don't be angry!" the yellow-robed monk stopped, "I forgot what the master warned you, you must stop anger!"

"Quit resentment, quit resentment! When the road is uneven, you have to shovel, what do you do every day to quit resentment!" Ming muttered, and the movements of his hands stopped, but he still listened to his senior brother's words very much.

"If you don't have a master, that's better, come with me to our temple, I'll let the master accept you as an apprentice, and you will be my junior brother in the future!" The yellow-robed monk said, "My Dharma name is Mingyuan, you can call me Senior Brother Mingyuan in the future!"

"Senior Brother Mingyuan!" Yan Yun shouted, he didn't expect this Mingyuan to be so easy to speak, and he would really let him enter the Buddha Gate and become a disciple of the Buddha Gate.

"Senior brother, are you crazy, is it so easy for the master to accept apprentices?" asked Ming Yan in surprise.

"Yes, yes!" Mingyuan smiled with a smile on his face, "Senior brother, then this grandson of yours can also come together, I will report to the master, and I will definitely find a good master for him." ”

"Me?" Yan Bei was a little dumbfounded, did he fall into evil today, how did he see the monks let him be a monk, "I won't go, I have a master!"

"Do you have a master?" Mingyuan didn't believe it, he turned his head to look at Yan Yun.

"Xiaobei does have a master. ”

"Then where is his master?" asked Mingyuan.

"It's gone. Yan Yun sighed.

"Oh. Mingyuan nodded, he felt that Yanbei's master was probably about the same as Yan Yun as a wild monk, and he had also passed away, which was nothing.

"That's okay, he's still young, and he should worship a famous teacher again. Mingyuan said.

"Master, can I eat meat at your place?" asked Yan Bei.

"Eat meat, eat meat at least fifty boards at a time!" Ming Yan said beside him.

"Ah!" Yan Bei was dumbfounded, "Then I won't go, I'm only fifteen years old, and I'm still growing my body, how can I grow taller if I can't eat well." And our Yan family still needs me to pass on the ancestry!"

He has done enough to be a fake monk, and if he and these two monks become real monks, I'm afraid he won't be able to stand it.

"Senior brother, have you broken the precepts?" Mingyuan didn't speak to Yan Bei, but said to Yan Yun.

"Senior Brother Mingyuan, I didn't break the precepts?"

"You also said that this child already has a master, since there is a master, how can he eat meat and marry a wife?"

"My grandfather didn't lie, my master said that I can disrespect the precepts and do everything with me!" Yan Bei said.

"Hmph, joke, how could a Buddhist disciple say that to an apprentice! That must be a fake monk. Ming said angrily.

"Really, my master is a real monk, and he also gave me the Dharma name!"

"What's your legal name?"

"The Dharma name is not a precept!"

"Haha, how can anyone give a name that doesn't quit!" Ming laughed angrily, "Senior brother, this little baby is stubborn, what do you want him to do in the temple." ”

"Senior brother, the two of you didn't see the Buddha qi on his body, the Buddha qi on Senior Brother Yan Yun's body is entangled, almost the same as the master, and Yan Yun's doll is even more surging, no one of the senior monks I have ever seen can have such a strong Buddha qi. "Monk Mingyuan is also above board, and he said what he saw directly.

He saw it right, but he didn't know that most of the Buddha qi on Yan Yun and Yan Bei's bodies was contaminated with the Buddha qi on the previous monk's body, and Yan Bei had the Buddha treasure on his body, and it was normal for the Buddha qi to be strong on his body.

"Little baby, although you have the spirit of a Buddha, but you are too naughty, go back to the temple with me, I will definitely ask Master Ming to find you a good master to teach you, and when you become a Buddha, you will be grateful to me!" Mingyuan and Mingyi finished speaking, and said to Yanbei again.

"Thank you for your old mother, I said I won't be a monk anymore!" Yan Bei was angry, for so many years, he has traveled south and north with his grandfather, learned a lot of poetry and songs, and also learned some ruffians in the market.

"Mingyi, put him on his back, let's go, if you don't obey, you'll be knocked out!" Mingyuan didn't pay attention to Yanbei's unreasonableness, but said directly to Mingyi.

"Okay!" Ming Yan carried the crescent shovel in one hand, and grabbed Yanbei with the other.

"I'm not a monk, you get out of here!"

"Senior Brother Mingyuan, let me persuade him first, don't do it!" Yan Yun hurriedly stopped.

"Haha, why are you Buddhists so scoundrels, you have to rob an apprentice!" suddenly a voice came from mid-air.

A few people in the courtyard looked up.

In mid-air, two large birds were flapping their wings in the air.

There was a man standing on each of the two big birds.

A woman in a long white dress and a handsome boy.

It was a male voice who spoke just now, and it should be that man!

"Who are you?" asked Ming as he rushed out of the hall with a wave of his crescent shovel.