"What the hell is going on?" Yuan Xing followed Ming Qian out of the scripture building and asked.

"Somehow, Master Xuanhui has such a big temper today, and he used to take the most care of Mingxin, but this time he wants to alarm the Discipline Hall......" Mingqian said as if complaining.

"What trouble did Mingxin do?" Yuan Xing frowned.

"I only listened to the senior brother of the Ming Jing in the dormitory, and the heart was brought to the precept hall."

"How did you come up with me?" Yuan Xing's footsteps paused, squinting slightly.

"I always hear Mingxin talk about you every day, and Senior Brother Mingjing said that you are a ninth-order master, and you should be able to ...... when you come forward" But before Mingqian finished speaking, Yuanxing suddenly sighed, and instead of continuing forward, he turned back to the Tibetan Scripture Building, slowly picked up the paper, pen and ink on the table, and put the scriptures he was copying into the corner of the bookshelf.

Ming Qian was worried about his younger brother's safety, and he was anxious, but the other party was slow and unhurried, and wanted to urge a few words, but he didn't dare to speak because of his identity and demands.

I thought I was going to save people right away, but who knew that fate went back to the dormitory by himself, and in Ming Qian's disbelieving gaze, he slowly packed his bags.

He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and scolded secretly, it's a big deal, it's a big deal to go back and kneel in front of Master Zhike to bear the mistake for his younger brother, this monk is unreliable at first glance, I'm afraid I can't count on it.

Yuan Xing first turned out the scriptures that he had copied some time ago, but he did not put them away, but put them on the couch, only took the items he had when he came, packed them and tied them, and carried them on his back to the north. said with a smile: "If the poor monk's inference is correct, Mingxin should be fine at this time." ”

Seeing that he looked away angrily, he reached out and grabbed the other party's shoulder, and said, "You tell the poor monk that the precept hall is in that direction?" ”

Ming Qian was caught by him, and he was powerless to break free at all, after all, the other party was a ninth-order master, he didn't dare to resist too much, and after thinking about it, he pointed to the direction of the Discipline Hall: "It should be this direction." ”

Who knew that as soon as he finished speaking, he only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the objects in front of him were instantaneous. Fang was still outside the dormitory, but only for a moment, the old pines in front of him turned into a pool, so familiar, turned his head, and looked at the tall courtyard gate not far away, the three gilt characters on the plaque were: "Discipline Hall".

"This ......," he exclaimed, and if it weren't for a pair of big hands on his shoulders, he would have fallen to the ground with weak feet.

"Let's go inside." Yuan Xing let go of his hand and took the lead in marching towards the precept hall.

Ming Qian looked at the back in front of him, swallowed and foamed in horror, and then thought of his younger brother, hurriedly cheered up, lifted his weak legs, and followed.

"Amitabha." When the two came to the door, Yuan Xing lowered his eyes and recited the Buddha's name, and waved his hand to stop the action of Ming Qian following behind him.

"Little Master, just stay outside." Without waiting for the other party's reaction, he stepped into the threshold.

Ming Qian didn't know why he wanted to stay outside, but he also felt the strangeness in it, and he didn't follow it anymore.

He has been living in Baoguo Temple for three years, and as a naughty young man, he has naturally been to the Discipline Hall a lot.

Although it is a department with a small number of people in the temple, there are always dozens of disciples, and when there is nothing to do, you can always see the disciples of the precept hall practicing martial arts and talking in the courtyard.

But today, it seems that the disciples have left with something. It was eerily quiet at the moment, except for the sound of the wind blowing the branches.

You must know that the gate of the precept hall is high and deep, and there are always stick monks guarding it on weekdays. But today the door was open, and there was no sound inside.

Strange in his heart, he was even more worried about his brother's comfort, although he didn't dare to go in, he quietly hid behind the door, and only exposed half of his head to carefully observe the scene inside.

I saw that the monk Yuanxing walked to the middle of the courtyard and stopped walking, but stood still, staring only at the direction of the lobby, without saying a word.

"What is this?" Ming Qian was puzzled, and was hesitating whether to step forward, when suddenly the door of the main hall of the Discipline Hall was pushed open,

There was a lot of monks coming out of it, and there were two in front of them, an old monk with a slightly fat body and a kind face was Master Xuanhui, the deacon of the dormitory. The other middle-aged man with slightly dark skin and a tall and tough man is the head of the Discipline Hall, a monk of the Xuanfa. They were condescending, staring at the handsome gray-robed monk standing in the courtyard.

Yuan Xing looked at the crowd behind them, sighed, glanced left and right, and said loudly: "A few people in the dark, haven't you shown up yet?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was an uproar, and five more figures jumped in from outside the wall, standing around the courtyard, forming a semicircle, faintly surrounding the edge line in the center.

Ming Qian, who was hiding outside the door, set off a huge wave in his heart, just because the few people who appeared later were all famous innate masters in the Baoguo Temple, if you count the Xuanfa and Xuanhui, the several congenitals who are currently staying in the temple actually appeared at the same time.

"Amitabha." Yuan Xing saw the expressions on the faces of the people around him clearly, and the undisguised hostility made his heart sink down, and he recited the Buddha name, and he asked the old monk standing on the steps, who was also the only one he knew in the field, "What about the little master Mingxin?" ”

Xuanhui stared at him for a long time, before he let go of half of his body, revealing the tears and snot behind him, this stupid child was sandwiched between the two novices, at this time he saw Yuanxing, and struggled a few times, but unfortunately he was small and weak, and he couldn't break free from control at all, so he could only look at Yuanxing aggrievedly.

The latter wrinkled his brows, sighed again, and said in a low voice: "If you have something to look for me, why bother with a child?" ”

"Although this child has been deceived by your evil views, it is only because the time for initiation is too short and the Dharma is not refined." Xuanhui drooped his eyelids, but his eyes were always on Yuanxing's body, and he said lightly: "We just want to attract you, so naturally we won't embarrass him." ”

Yuan Xing took a closer look, and saw that although Mingxin's face was full of grievances, he didn't look hurt, so he put his mind at ease and said: "But the battle of ideas, how can a poor monk, a small acquired martial artist, be worthy of such a big battle in your temple?" Then he smiled: "Do you want to use tricks to attract poor monks, is it a big fuss?" Don't look at him talking easily, but his heart is extremely depressed, just before Mingqian found him, the more he listened, the more strange he felt, so far he saw that it was really the case, people had already opened their nets, just waiting for themselves to enter the urn.

"What's not written in writing, don't pass it on outside the church; Pointing directly to the hearts of the people, seeing the nature and becoming a Buddha' is just a crooked thought, not a dispute of ideas. You put an order in this temple, but you don't follow the rules, secretly preach the evil law, this time you can't spare yourself. Xuanhui didn't squeak this time, but the first Xuanfa of the Discipline Hall on the side spoke, he stared at Yuanxing, and his tone was cold: "Attracting you like this is to save some face for you." After a pause, he said: "It is not easy for you to practice, if you are willing to repent, you might as well retreat in my precept hall for ten years, and after ten years, my temple will naturally accept you, which is better than staying in an unknown small sect." ”