Bu Fan Yu Mo Xuan walked on the Buddha land, but did not find the shadow of the monk Buddha, which made them very depressed, and at this time, they found a small temple in the mountain, called the Lonely Mountain Temple.

The temples in the Buddha land are all built in lively places, and the temples are equivalent to the government and other institutions in the Buddha land, and this small temple gives people a different feeling.

"Gushan Temple, it's really a little weird!" Bu Fan saw from the Tianji Mirror that there was a touch of Buddha light in Gushan Temple.

"Let's go in and have a look!" Mo Xuan said, tugging at Bufan's trouser leg.

"Well, let's go inside!" Bufan straightened his clothes, walked straight to the brown wooden door, and knocked on the temple door.

"Is there anyone?" Bu Fan shouted, and soon, the temple squeaked open, and a little monk who was more than twelve or thirteen years old popped his head and looked at Bu Fan and Yu Moxuan.

"Who are you, what are you doing here?" asked the little monk.

"Ah, we are passers-by who have traveled here, and we found that there is a temple here, so we want to pay homage to the Buddha, and ask the little benefactor to take us to meet your abbot!" said to the little monk as if he were a devout Buddha believer, and learned the name of many apprentices.

"Oh, come in!" the little monk opened the door and let Bu Fan Yu Mo Xuan in.

"Thank you, little donor!" Bu Fan performed a Buddha ceremony, then picked up Mo Xuan and walked into the Buddhist temple, after all, Mo Xuan is now the size of a two or three-year-old child, if he can walk and speak, he will definitely attract the attention of others, so Mo Xuan obediently pretended to be stupid in Bu Fan's arms. Sucking his fingers, he looked at the temple stupidly.

At the same time, Bufan also looked at this small temple with a radius of only 60 zhang, a Buddhist hall with gray bricks and gray tiles, and three meditation rooms next to the Buddhist hall, as well as two small trees planted in the courtyard and a large vat for water in the corner.

Some of them seem prosaic, but Boufan has a different flavor from this simple layout.

"Little donor, are you and the abbot the only ones in this temple?" Bu Fan asked the little monk when he saw that only two houses were clean.

"Yes, it's just me and my master in this monastery, if you want to see it. Just come with me!" the little monk didn't have a chance for Bufan. Because the Dharma is prosperous in the land of the Buddha, every common person has no thoughts!

"There's a little benefactor!" Bu Fan thanked, and then hugged Mo Xuan and followed the little monk to the side of the meditation room.

"Master, there is a benefactor who wants to see you!" the little monk shouted against the door into the room.

"Let them in!" immediately followed. An old voice came from inside the room. Bouvan from the voice. Feeling a kind of law, I am afraid that this old abbot is a monk and Buddha.

Where did Bu Fan know the simple division of cultivators in the Buddha land? They practice Buddhahood, which can be called the Dharma. The monks below the summit realm are called monks, and those above the summit realm are called arhats, bodhisattvas, and Buddhas.

It's like the difference between ordinary demons in the Demon Realm, Demon Gods, Demon Demons, and Ancestral Demons.

And the old monk in front of him is probably a monk who understands the Fa!

There is no shortage of old monks sitting on the ground, folded their identities and bowed to the old monks, saying, "I've seen this master!"

"Well, I don't know, what do I have to do when the donor comes to the old monk!" The thin old monk didn't get up, and he didn't even open his eyes.

Bu Fan knew that he was arranging the score, but he didn't suggest it too much, he asked the old monk directly, "I want to know where the Buddha is?"

The old monk opened his eyes and looked at Mo Xuan in Bufan's arms.

"This matter is not urgent, I have something to ask the old monk, I don't know if you can answer me?" the old monk asked Bufan.

"Master, please speak!" Bufan replied respectfully, although he was not happy.

"Would you like to let the doll in your arms practice Buddhism with me?" the old monk asked, pointing to Mo Xuan in Bufan's arms.

Bu Fan frowned, and couldn't help but ask, "Why is this?"

"There is a kind of blood light on this doll's body, and if you don't practice Buddhism, I'm afraid you will fall into the devil's path. The old monk said.

Bu Fan couldn't help but have a trace of admiration, this monk is really powerful, Mo Xuan's body is a blood dragon, and his body will naturally contain blood, but Mo Xuan's realm is very high, and the convergence is very good, ordinary people will not find it at all, but this old monk just saw through Mo Xuan.

"What the master said is true, a few days ago I took my doll to the temple to pray for blessings, and then the abbot master told me that the child had a problem and asked me to find the real Buddha, so I took him all over the mountains and rivers, but I didn't find a real Buddha, dare to ask the master is the real Buddha?"

Mo Xuan couldn't help but open his eyes and rolled his eyes at Bu Fan, but Bu Fan covered his face with his hand.

"I'm just an old monk, not a real Buddha!" the old monk said, then continued to glance at Mo Xuan, looked at Bu Fan, lowered his eyelids and said, "I can't imagine that the abbot master I saw by the donor still has some mana, but I want to know why he told you where the Buddha is?"

"At that time, he just shook his head and said nothing, so I left the temple to look for the figure of the real Buddha, but I didn't find anything!" Bu Fan hugged Mo Xuan and continued to compile his lies.

"Oh, although I am not a Buddha, but I have a way to cure Mo Xuan," the old monk said, and at the same time, Bu Fan was also sure that this was a monk, and his strength was not weak, but compared to himself, it was still far behind.

Although he thought so in his heart, Bu Fan's face was marked with a look of disbelief, and he hugged Mo Xuan tightly, as if he was afraid that the old monk would take it away.

"Since you don't believe me, then why do you want to come to my Gushan Temple!" the old monk still asked kindly, looking very good-hearted.

"I just happened to be passing by and wanted to ask the master if he knew where the Buddha was!" asked Bufan.

After the old monk heard Bufan's words, he nodded.

Bu Fan's expression became excited, he searched for a long time in this Buddha land and did not find a trace, but he did not expect to meet this monk in this temple.

It is true, there is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

"Master, could you please tell me where the real Buddha is?" Bu Fan was really excited this time.

The old monk opened his eyes this time, and walked directly to the Buddha hall, while pinching the Buddha beads in his hand and rolling continuously.

Bufan bowed his head and was silent, knowing that these monks liked to play some boring tricks, so he pretended to be respectful and entered the Buddhist hall with him.

The old monk lit three incense sticks, bowed three times to the statue of the Buddha, turned to Bufan and said, "The Buddha is in my heart!"

Bu Fan suddenly scolded in his heart!(To be continued......)