The Buddha said: Fate is blessed.

But Yi Tianxing didn't believe that there were good things in the world that would respond to what he wanted, so when that voice sounded in his head, he couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Boy, what are you bothering about?"

"How is the old ancestor doing recently?" For some reason, looking at the old ancestor who was in awe of the monks of Guiyuan Temple, Yi Tianxing felt an indescribable sense of closeness, and he opened his mouth softly, as if he was talking to the air in front of him.

"After hundreds of years, I've gotten used to it. The Old Ancestor's voice was very low, but it was like a bell constantly buzzing in Yi Tianxing's head.

Yi Tianxing frowned, his body was slow down, and he paused and asked: "The reason why Bin Ku thinks that I am a scripture transmitter is because you gave a hint, right?" Talking in the meditation room before, Yi Tianxing found that Master Bin Ku himself did not know much about the transmitter of this Buddhist legend, and the evidence that he was a scripture transmitter was really vague and excessive, and the Buddhist presiding officer was bent on identifying himself as a scripture transmitter, there must be someone or something that gave him enough confidence.

And in this Guiyuan Temple, the only thing that can make Master Bin Ku believe is the ancestors who have stayed in the back garden for hundreds of years.

"Not exactly, you are a preacher of this generation, but I told him about your arrival many years ago. The voice of the old ancestor sounded: "You are very smart, and the monk is very stupid, so he will believe whatever I say." ”

"I don't believe I'm a preacher of the scriptures, I'm a good sè and it's pretty much the same. Yi Tianxing smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Why does the old ancestor always take good care of the kid? You are a master of Buddhism, boy, I still can't figure out whether I am a monster or what. ”

"Immortals, monsters?" the old ancestor's voice suddenly burst into laughter, but the laughter couldn't help but carry a hint of desolation.

Yi Tianxing heard this laughter, and for some reason, his heart became sour, as if he felt what kind of sad past the person with great powers opposite him had.

His heart suddenly moved, and he frowned at the little hut, thinking of a question that he had never thought of before. After he learned from the ancient master that there was a master living in Guiyuan Temple, he always thought that this master was cultivating here, and later got acquainted with Master Bin Ku, although this old monk was not necessarily very kind-hearted, but it could be seen that he was not a sinister person, so he ...... I have always thought that this old ancestor is practicing exercises such as closed-mouth meditation and dry wood meditation like many eminent monks in the history of Buddhism, but now that I think about it carefully, and then look at this powerful Vajra demon circle, I think of another possibility in my heart.

"Are you being locked up here?" Yi Tianxing didn't dare to say this, but he was just thinking about it, hoping that the old ancestor would hear it.

It was as if the other party had heard it, and the voice in his head had disappeared for a long time.

"yes, more than 500 years. The old ancestor's voice was a little sharp and a little trembling.

Yi Tianxing didn't expect his words, and he couldn't help but explode in his head, and he was extremely shocked. He has seen the methods of the ancestors, and in one sentence, he can turn the ancient master from a mortal into a master in the world, and forcibly turn the treasure of the Guiyuan Temple into a pinch of silver feathers on the forehead of the Vermilion Bird...... Such a person with great magical powers would even be locked up, and ...... 500 years!

Yi Tianxing was still playing the scattered lotus seat by the lake, but his legs trembled uncontrollably, what kind of existence can he hold this old ancestor in? Is it a god or a Buddha?

So who is this old ancestor?

"Don't think about who I am. The Old Ancestor's voice sounded again, "Boy, are you afraid that others will think you're a monster? If that's the case, then you're really a monster scum." ”

Yi Tianxing slowly woke up from the shock, his mind moved, and he said in a trembling voice: "Ancestor, these monks of Guiyuan Temple can't lock you up. ”

"Nonsense, when I made a big fuss about the world, these monks were not alive yet. When the old ancestor heard him say this, he seemed to be very angry, "How many people can lock me up in this world?"

Yi Tianxing stabilized his mind and touched his nose: "Ancestor, you ...... Youkai too?" he asked in his head, very carefully.

The old ancestor smiled and said, "Yes, I am the strongest monster in the history of the heavens and the earth, is there a little accident and fear?"

Yi Tianxing smiled and sneered: "If I don't agree to the monk Bin Ku, as soon as I leave the temple gate tomorrow, I will become the monster that Ji Xiangtian said, what is there to be afraid of? At most, you are a big monster and an old monster, I am a small demon, or a young and golden demon." ”

"Why don't you agree? The preacher has a very high status in the hidden sect of Buddhism. The old ancestor, who claimed to be the strongest youkai in history, seemed a little confused, "I remember that at that time, we could eat everywhere without money. ”

Yi Tianxing grabbed the loophole in his words, his eyes were cold, and he asked, "Ancestor, you, you are also a scripture transmitter?"

The old ancestor's voice suddenly quieted down, and after some time, he said softly, "Not bad. I think that back then, we played all the way, followed the master to eat white food everywhere and watched the scenery, and rìzi had a good life. ”