Quit drinking looked at the abbot of Jueming in front of the Buddha hall suspiciously, with a puzzled expression, could it be that there is really any treasure that has been remembered by thieves?

"Little master... Go to the temple behind the poor monk, and there is a book by the censer. Abbot Jueming said with tears on his face.

Quit nodded and stomped directly on the fat man's left calf, only to hear a click, and the fat man let out a pig like a pig-killing howl.

Quit drinking this kick is to prevent the fat man from escaping, although he can't run far, but he can stomp if he wants, it's as simple as that.

Bypassing the abbot of Jueming, he quit drinking and walked into the dark Buddha hall, with his current strength in the Nine Rank Transcendent Realm, even the darkest place can see clearly.

Walking in front of the Buddha statue, this is a very simple Buddha statue, but it is just brushed with a layer of gold dust.

There is a large copper incense burner on the table in front of the Buddha statue, and there is a pile of Buddhist scriptures next to the incense burner.

"Where are you going?" Quit drinking and walk out of the main hall, and see the fat man dragging his waste legs out of the temple.

The fat man was stunned, looked back at the abstinence from alcohol, and subconsciously swallowed saliva.

"Abbot, the scriptures have been fetched." Quit alcohol and put the scriptures in the arms of the abbot of Jueming.

The abbot of Jueming knocked on the scriptures with his bare wrist and said: "Since the establishment of Guangyuan Temple, the temple people have been diligent and diligent, dedicated to the Buddha, practicing Buddhism, and have never broken the eight precepts, and the poor monks have taken refuge in Buddhism for more than 50 years. ”

"What is even more ridiculous is that this calamity has come out of my mouth. Look at this Buddhist treasure, the treasure of Buddhism may be exchanged for money!! ”

Abbot Jueming trembled and roared angrily.

"You're a liar! How could it be this book of treasure that we have been searching for for a year! The fat man roared in the same way.

"To you, these sutras are worthless, but to Buddhism, they are worth a lot! Value! Join! City! Not! Price! It! Treasure! ”

The abbot of Jueming roared with a hideous face, his eyes widened.

"Impossible! No way! No way! The fat man slowly fell to the ground holding on to the Buddha's door.

"What's impossible? How many times have you turned up and down in such a small temple, and if there was any treasure, wouldn't you have found it long ago? Abbot Jueming sighed and said.

The people who stopped drinking and listened to it were also a burst of emotion, and they died so much because of a treasure in the mouths of others, I don't know whether to say that this group of people is ridiculous, or that this Guangyuan Temple should have this catastrophe?

"Little master, I haven't asked you for your Dharma name?" The awakening abbot calmed down a little, turned his head to look at the abstinence from drinking, and asked.

"The master gave me the Dharma name to quit drinking." Quit drinking and said respectfully.

"Quit drinking? Looks like you really like to drink... Do you have alcohol on you? Abbot Jueming asked suddenly.

Quit the wine nodded and took out the wine gourd, and just wanted to hand it to the abbot of Jueming but remembered that he had no hands.

"Just open it and let me taste it." Abbot Jueming shook his head with a smile and said.

He was stunned for a moment, but he didn't say much, and when he opened the gourd stopper, a smell of wine wafted out.

"I didn't drink alcohol, but I knew it had to be good wine." Abbot Jueming sniffed and said.

"The abbot wants a bite?" Quit asked.

Abbot Jueming nodded, then tilted his head and opened his mouth.

Quit slowly poured some into his mouth.

Abbot Jueming swallowed the wine in his mouth, and endured the spicy stimulation brought by the wine.

"That's what it tastes like." Abbot Jueming said.

"Would you like another bite?" Quit asked.

Abbot Jueming shook his head with a smile and said, "This sip is already a broken vow, just taste the wine." ”

Quit Shan Wen Yan pressed the gourd plug back, and then he looked into the courtyard, except for the fat man who was leaning on the dementia at the door, the others were still unconscious.

"Quit drinking... The poor monk still has one more thing to ask for. Abbot Jueming suddenly spoke.

"Speak!" Quit drinking and bowed down.

"These scriptures are the long-lost treasures of Buddhism, some people have said that there is a peerless Buddhism hidden in it, the poor monks do not understand martial arts, but it is said that learning the Dharma will go straight to the Mahayana, you have a relationship with it, and the poor monks will now hand them over to you." Abbot Jueming nodded the scriptures in his arms and said.

Quit alcohol carefully picked up the Buddhist scriptures, and the scriptures that were still light just now only felt heavy in their hands at the moment.

"You have cultivation in your body, and you have a big mind, this scripture is handed over to you, and the poor monks can rest assured."

Qu Jiu nodded, walked directly opposite the abbot of Jueming, held the scriptures in both hands and saluted him respectfully.

"Quit drinking, don't bother the poor monks, and ask for one last thing." The abbot of Jueming took a bow to abstain from alcohol and spoke.

"Abbot, please speak!" Quit drinking, put away the scriptures, and said.

"The poor monk doesn't know how far you can go, but I hope you can give the poor monk a ride."

"Where are you going?" Quit asked.

"Naturally, go to the Western Bliss and ask the Buddha how this calamity and poor monks are doing!"

"What! Are you going to—" Quit exclaimed.

"The poor monk is a waste, the bones of the disciples are in the backyard, and this group of beasts is also in front of me, this temple was built by me, and now I am leaving, and the revenge is avenged, no regrets..."

"Don't have a psychological burden, you are helping the poor monks." Seeing that he was embarrassed to quit drinking, Abbot Jueming said with a smile.

Qu Jiu looked at the abbot Jueming with an indifferent face, hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"The poor monk thanked me." Abbot Jueming bowed his head slightly and thanked him.

Quit turned around and looked at the fat man at the door, who had come back to his senses and was looking at him with a frightened face.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! The fat man begged bitterly.

But how could quitting alcohol give him a chance, he came directly to him in a flash, grabbed it with one hand, and threw the fat man into the courtyard.

"Quit alcohol and send Abbot Jueming!" Quit alcohol and bowed to Abbot Jueming, who was sitting at the door of the main hall, with his hands folded.

After a long time, he leaped into the air.

Then the loud Dharma horn sounded, and the six-character mantra resounded through the heavens and the earth, followed by the huge swastika and the Dharma of Guanyin Bodhisattva who stood on the huge lotus flower.

Looking at the huge Dharma Appearance that went straight into the sky, the eyes of the abbot of Jueming unconsciously turned red.

"Amitabha..."Abbot Jueming whispered a Buddha horn, and then closed his eyes calmly.

"Quit alcohol and send off!" As the sound of quitting alcohol fell, a huge jade net bottle fell from the sky.

"Don't...!!" The fat man shouted in horror, but this didn't change anything, and the bottom of the jade bottle continued to enlarge in his eyes.

"Boom!"

After an explosion, the jade bottle fell to the ground, and the ground shook.

Qu Shan was in the air, looking at the jade bottle below, and his heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Abbot Jueming has gone all the way...", he whispered and waved his hand to disperse all the Dharma Phases.

Guangyuan Temple has disappeared, and along with it, there is also the slope of the temple.