Ye Yan comforted for a while, on the surface, he calmed Yi Qingxin, and after accompanying the three daughters for two days, on the third day, Ye Yan quietly left, and set foot alone to go to the Shura Ancient Temple, which is composed of thirteen halls, when Ye Yan walked in, he found that the temple was quiet, surrounded by some peach orchards, some surrounded by green bamboo, surrounded by cigarette smoke, and the incense was vigorous.

The palace is magnificent, carved beams and painted buildings, the beams and pillars are painted with gold, the big monks, the little monks, some of them sit cross-legged on their knees, their demeanor is calm, some of them pinch the Buddha beads with their hands, they have words in their minds, the forests are lush, they are tall and verdant, and they are a good scene of meditation and prosperity.

"Amitabha, this senior, please stay, and go inside, it belongs to the forbidden land of the Shura Ancient Temple, dare to ask the seniors what is important?"

A little monk dressed in gray cloth was stopped when Ye Yan was passing through the fourth hall and was about to walk towards the fifth road, and asked.

"This little mage, may I ask what I should do if I want to become a monk here?" Ye Yan replied politely.

"Oh, senior, please come with me and take you to the abbot, the little monk can't answer this kind of thing, please here." When the little monk heard this, he looked a little surprised, and then tried his best to calm down his emotions and led the way.

Ye Yan nodded, and the little monk's reaction surprised him for a moment, but after thinking about it, he also figured it out, after all, he was a monk in the Jindan period, and among the cultivators, he was the target of all forces, and this meditation sect was of course no exception.

The little monk took Ye Yan and walked towards a corner gate, turned around, and came to the pink peach orchard, in the depths of the peach orchard, you can faintly see that there is a thatched hut, in front of the thatched hut, there is an old monk sitting cross-legged, holding Buddha beads.

"This senior! This Taoyuan is a lost array, please follow the little monk well, so as not to trigger this array. The little monk in gray cloth respectfully admonished.

Ye Yan nodded his head to show that he understood, and then followed closely behind the little monk, jumping left and right, and jumping in front of the thatched hut.

"Uncle Abbot, this senior, wants to be ordained a monk in the Shura Ancient Temple, and Zhiqing has brought him forward. The little monk in gray cloth came to sit in front of the old monk in front of the thatched hut and respectfully saluted.

"Amitabha, please be seated at this benefactor. The old monk opened his eyes, pointed to his body, and suddenly a futon appeared, and there was no sadness or joy on his face.

Ye Yan stood on his chest with one palm, gave a Buddha salute, and then sat cross-legged on the futon, the old monk wore a yellow monk's robe, wearing a red robe, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, red light, full of energy. The little monk in gray cloth who led Ye Yan to come stood respectfully beside Ye Yan.

"The donor doesn't know what to call it, Lao Ghan's name, 'Shura Nian. ’。 After seeing Ye Yan sit down, the old monk spoke again.

"In the lower leaf flames. Ye Yan didn't say a word of nonsense, knowing that the old monk was sure and would continue to ask.

"Master Ye, may I ask, why did you want to become a monk, why did you choose the Shura Ancient Temple?" Sure enough, after Ye Yan answered, the old monk Shura Nian continued.

"Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform; I aspire to enlightenment meditation, epiphany method, Shura Ancient Temple is a sea state, the top of the big temple, of course to choose the best. ”

Ye Yan looked calm and said slowly.

"Amitabha! Since Lord Ye Shi is desperate, how can Lao Wei turn you away from Buddhism and leave you in the Shura Ancient Temple, haha. ”

Shura read the old monk, and after hearing Ye Yan's words, he was quite touched, and after a little hesitation, he agreed, and said with a pleasant face.

"Agreed!" Ye Yan was a little surprised, it was too simple, "Then Ye Mou, thank you Master Abbot." Ye Yan hurriedly thanked him.

"Zhiqing, go back, I'll leave it to me. Shura Nian commanded.

"It's Uncle Shi!" The little monk in gray cloth, Zhiqing, agreed, bowed to Shura Nian and Ye Yan, and turned to leave.

"Senior brother, please go to your uncle's place and ask his old man to help you shave. Shura Nian said these words.

"Senior brother?" Ye Yan didn't ask, he followed suspiciously, behind the old monk Shura Nian, walked deeper into the peach orchard, out of the peach orchard, and turned over a small hill, and appeared, in a long green valley, there is a pond in the green valley, and there is a temple hall in the depths of the green valley.

The main hall is simple and majestic, there is a path built by a curved bridge on the pond, and the pond is full of lotus flowers, at this time it is fragrant, stretching the curved path, until it comes, the main hall is near, Ye Yan can see clearly, the main hall is written, 'Shura Palace.' Three words.

"Isn't this the foot of the Shura Buddha statue?" Ye Yan looked up, above the valley, sitting cross-legged, like a high mountain, the Shura Buddha, thinking in his heart, Ye Yan's position at this time was on the side of the Buddha.

"Uncle Shi, I brought Ye Yan here. ”

Shura Hall, there is a small statue of Shura Buddha on the main hall, which is enshrined there, on both sides of the main hall, there are two disciples of Shura Buddha statues, the whole hall, as soon as Ye Yan entered, there was a solemn feeling, Shura Nian old monk, sitting cross-legged, under the statue of Shura Buddha, a head with a nine-point ring scar, old dragon bell, unusually old old monk, respectfully spoke.

Ye Yan also hurriedly saluted and did not speak, but Ye Yan's heart was shocked, because sitting under the Buddha statue, this old monk, according to the division of the realm of cultivators, is a Yuanying level, a meditation monk.

"Ye Yan! a good name, Lao Qu's name, 'Xiuyuan.' 'Whether it's good karma or bad karma, it's all Buddha karma. Since you have chosen to become a monk, the Shura Ancient Temple should belong to the Shura generation, and I will treat the holy monks of the Shura Ancient Temple and give you the Dharma name, 'Shura Yan.' If you don't have anything you want to ask or say, then next, Uncle Shi, I will give you a gradient as a monk. ”

The old monk Xiuyuan, his voice was a little hoarse, a little old, he briefly introduced himself, and even took the Dharma name for Ye Yan, and immediately asked.

Although Ye Yan still has a lot of questions, but the current situation, it doesn't matter, you can naturally inquire about it in the future, I don't know why, Ye Yan always feels that his monkhood is too simple and relaxed, the two old monks he saw, depending on the expectations, just waited for himself to take the initiative to send them to the door, stretched out his head, and told them to shave.

But having reached this point, Ye Yan can't help but think about it, in order to achieve his own goals, he can only do so.

"Disciple Shura Yan! there's nothing to say. Ye Yan's mind was full of thoughts, and after a while, he said respectfully.

Ye Yan knelt reverently, in front of the statue of Shura Buddha, his hands were folded, his eyes were slightly closed, the old monk of Xiuyuan, a razor appeared in his hand, while shaving for Ye Yan, he recited words in his mouth, "One shaves and throws away miscellaneous thoughts, two shaves far away from the red dust, three shaves into the Buddha, and four shaves the rules and precepts ......"

The old monk who cultivated the relationship, chanted words in his mouth, scraped eighteen knives, and recited eighteen sentences, and Ye Yan's head became bright. Took out a special incense, Ye Yan felt a little like it, condensing incense, but it was slightly different, on Ye Yan's bald head, a little scar was pointed.

Xiuyuan, and Shura Nian old monk, after Ye Yan was put on the ring scar, his expression was in a trance, and he returned to nature, Ye Yan naturally didn't notice that these two old monks lost their minds in a thousandth of a second, he was still thinking in his heart at the moment, whether Ni Lan'er would come to the door, although he tried every means to persuade him, senior sister, he must control it, but he was still a little worried, Nan Mengting was not so messy, regardless of it.

After Ye Yan was marked with a ring scar, a tray appeared in the hand of the old monk Xiuyuan, in the tray, neatly stacked, a gray monk's robe, and a black robe with gold thread, in the middle of the stacked robe, there was a string of Buddhist beads, Ye Yan knew that this was called, 'Prayer beads.' Some meditation monks will also use ghost-devouring Buddha beads instead, because the prayer beads given to Ye Yan are just ordinary Buddha beads and cannot be used in battles.

Ye Yan held the tray in his hand and walked behind Shura Nian, going to arrange his residence.

Just after Ye Yan followed Shura Nian and left, behind the Shura Buddha statue, a slightly chubby monk with a red face came out, with a square head and brain, wide eyebrows, and big earlobes, looking very blessed.

"Senior Brother Xiuyuan, don't you think this, Shura Yan, is seven or eight points similar to the portrait of Shura Bodhisattva, when he was young?" The slightly chubby monk had a loud voice and a full of energy.

"It shouldn't be said that there are seven or eight points of similarity, it should be said that it is exactly the same, but Shura Yan, still attached to Hongchen, has not fully realized the Buddha, and Shura Bodhisattva's, the Buddha is ethereal, naturally there is no comparison, so Xiuru is like a junior brother, and he will see that he is seven or eight points similar. ”

The old monk of Xiuyuan retracted his gaze from afar, and then he said leisurely.

"If you guess correctly, Shura Yan must have taken it, what kind of elixir for an ageless face, looking at his bone age, it shouldn't be so young, right! Could it be that in the Shura Buddhist scriptures, that passage ...... Is that a sign of the appearance of the Shura Flame?"

Xiu Ru was a slightly chubby monk, guessed and said, and then depending on what he remembered, he said with some surprise.

"I am the Shura Buddha, waiting for someone who is destined, after countless years, I will definitely appear, and when I don't appear, I will lead the Buddha into the clouds. "The first words are easy to understand, but what does this last sentence mean by leading the Buddha into the clouds?"

Xiu Ru was a slightly chubby monk, recited that passage, said guessingly, and then asked again suspiciously.

"Senior Brother Xiuru, don't think about anything, maybe it's just a coincidence, you and I just need to wait and see. But looking at the eyebrows of his Shura flame, there is a trace of evil spirit, not necessarily the person the Buddha is waiting for. ”

The old monk cultivated his fate and was relieved, but the horror and excitement in his eyes were beyond words, because if what was said in that passage was true, then what would Buddhism usher in?