Behind Elder Qingchi, several monks suddenly appeared at some point, and then more Dao lights and shadows came one after another.

It's just that outside the original simple and clumsy Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, at this time, it has been lit up with a little light, as bright as stars.

The old monk of Qingchi collected his mind for the first time, his expression was calm, he turned his head slightly and squinted at both sides, and said, "What are you doing?" This place has always been guarded by poor monks, and there is nothing to do at the moment, so let's go! As he spoke, he waved his sleeves to drive people away.

At this time, there were seven old monks standing behind him.

Coupled with Elder Qingchi, the master who traveled outside Jingyuan, and the Qingyu who just took Jingyuan out in the morning to subdue demons, they formed the strongest ten monks in Bailong Temple today.

The White Dragon Temple is hidden in the mountains, does not seek to appear holy in the world, mortals pass by and do not see, now the number of disciples can break 100, there are ten monks sitting in the town is very remarkable.

Among the seven monks behind the old monk Qingchi, the one standing in the middle also looks the oldest, and his figure also looks a little rickety.

However, several old monks around him turned their eyes to him after Qingchi spoke.

This is the abbot of the White Dragon Temple today: Master Qingzheng. He stepped forward with a smile and pressed Kiyoike's arm, his wrinkled eyebrows almost left with a narrow slit after the smile bloomed.

As soon as Kiyochi looked back and saw his smiling face, his heart jumped involuntarily.

Master Qingzheng's voice was clear, and his breath was very calm: "Senior brother, don't worry, don't break the precepts." ”

Qingchi's face immediately flushed, and the green tendons on his forehead bloomed, arguing, "Where am I in a hurry...... I'm a monk, can I break the vows? The successive difficult words, such as "boundless Buddhism" and "disciples", caused all the monks to laugh, and the outside of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was suddenly filled with a happy air.

After a while, seeing that Qingchi was really in a hurry, Master Qingzheng pressed his hand, and everyone quickly quieted down.

Immediately, Master Qingzheng also looked at the Tibetan scripture building that had already shimmered with a substantial golden light.

At this time, many monks had gathered in the distance of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and they were also attracted by the abnormal light, most of those young and middle-aged monks were pure characters, and the young monks who followed them were all true characters.

They looked at the Tibetan scripture building in amazement, and saw the eight great monks gathered, so they hesitated and did not dare to step forward, they could only watch from a distance and make a whispered discussion, and listening to their words, most of them did not know what was going on, only one or two pure character monks seemed to have found something, but they were only shocked to watch, and did not dare to speak easily.

Master Qingzheng looked no different from ordinary old age, and his eyes were not as bright and sharp as the old monk before. However, in his pupils, the body surrounded by lotus petals was still reflected.

Wang Li's face was pale at the moment, and the baby fat on his cheeks had become much weaker, and the whole person seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

Seeing this, Master Qingzheng raised his arm, and with a flick of his dry palm, a little yellow light suddenly shot out, invisibly penetrating the Tibetan scripture building, and directly into Wang Li's body.

Suddenly, this bit of yellow light converged inward, causing the pill wrapped in it to quickly decompose and melt.

Wang Li's face instantly flushed, and the consumed spirit and qi and blood were greatly replenished at the same time, and his cheeks were visibly plumped again.

At the same time, the lotus petals around the body rotated faster, stirring the whirring wind, and the dense golden rays seemed to turn into an oval-shaped giant cocoon in the blink of an eye.

But seeing its light flickering slowly as if breathing, after a pause, it suddenly broke out of the cocoon.

Instantly.

Thousands of lotus petals suddenly burst out from the Tibetan scripture pavilion with golden light, they fluttered, shining with the wind, and suddenly the entire scripture building was covered, the grand scene was wonderful for a while, and the little monks in the distance couldn't help but exclaim again and again.

Inside the building, Wang Lili also woke up suddenly.

Stopping the silence, the sudden medicinal power in Fang Cai's body had not yet been absorbed, and at this moment, it slowly flowed along the meridians lit up by the scriptures, and continued to disperse into his limbs.

Glancing down at the scriptures, he couldn't help but smile on his face, but the smile quickly retracted.

Get up, just take a step.

At the point of contact between the soles of the feet and the floor, a slowly rotating green lotus suddenly gushed out, this lotus flower was tangible but not substantial, and it slowly disappeared after two breaths.

Wang Li's eyes widened, he was stunned, and he raised his foot and took another step.

In the same way, another green lotus is derived.

After a pause, Wang Li combed the lit meridians in his body and tried to take another step. At this time, there was no Qinglian appeared.

Secretly relieved, he put the scriptures back in their place, and when he turned to go downstairs, [meditation] calmed his mind, and his mind was thinking about how to respond.

Of course, he couldn't see through the scene outside the scripture building, but the pill that had just suddenly entered his body meant that he had been discovered, and the lotus petals that rushed out of the attic after breaking the cocoon meant that he might not be able to hide in front of everyone in the temple.

It's not a big deal if you don't hide it, the so-called hiding is either used to yin people, or to prevent being yin. In the White Dragon Temple, there should be no monks who like Yin people...... Right?

The main trouble is how to refuse to become a monk on the premise of ensuring one's own safety.

I heard that Buddhism has a super strong method of transformation, and as long as you say "have a relationship with me", whether it is a person or a treasure, you will be taken away.

The first impression of the White Dragon Temple on Wang Li was very good, but he was still not sure if anyone other than Master Jingyuan had not inherited the Buddha's mastery.

Coming to the door of the first floor, Wang Li took a soft breath.

Squeak~

Rao was prepared, and Wang Li was still startled by the scene after pushing the door open.

The eight old monks are all uncles and uncles of Master Jingyuan, and according to Master Jingyuan, they are all the "treasures of the temple" of Bailong Temple.

Wang Li secretly took a cool breath, but his face was still indifferent.

Crossing the threshold, he quickened his pace and stepped forward, clasped his hands and bowed: "Disciple, meet all the ancestors!" ”

The eight old monks all smiled and nodded their heads one after another.

Fang Cai saw Wang Li's excellent talent, but now he saw Wang Li's state of mind, for these eight experienced and successful Buddhist monks, the latter is sometimes even more important than the former, in Buddhism, it is not uncommon to practice penance for many years, and once an epiphany goes straight to heaven, therefore, they have undisguised love in their eyes.

Elder Qingchi was the same, but he knew more about Wang Li than the others. So, he smiled even more, stepped forward first, stretched out his hand to help Wang Li, and said: "Before the nephew of Jingyuan Master left the temple, he said that he would hand you over to the poor monk, and the poor monk was still puzzled at that time, but now the poor monk understands what he means." From this day onwards, your Dharma name will be called Pure ......"

"Wait!"

In the midst of the last shouting, an old monk stood up, and his appearance was quite similar to the delusional old monk Wang Li had seen.

"Senior Brother Qingchi, why are you talking nonsense?"

Qingchi's smile stiffened slightly, turned around, and glanced around with a displeased face: "Senior Brother Qinghe, and all the senior brothers, when the excitement is over, and the people have seen it, then hurry back to their respective meditation rooms to meditate and practice, don't disturb the poor monks to accept apprentices." ”

Wang Li looked at the back of the bare head of the old monk in Qingchi in surprise, and the more he looked, the more he felt that it was darkening.

At the same time, Qingchi's words also caused public outrage.

"Senior brother, you have broken the vows!"

"Senior brother, you weren't like this before!"

"Senior brother, this son is destined for me!"

"Senior brother, let's make a face!"