After all, it is a modern Buddhist temple, and there are many places, many things, and many people, which seem to be very modern.

The little novice walked in front, and his mouth was still chattering.

"You can be considered to have caught up, the presiding precepts have just ended, and you are about to rest, you come a few minutes late, so you can only wait until tomorrow morning." The little novice is a nagging person, and he should have just entered the industry, opening and closing his mouth to call 'you' instead of 'donor'.

"Start the precepts?" Zi Feile was puzzled. Wen Renfeng: "It is a kind of practice, abstinence, fasting, etc. ”

"Isn't that something like a closed-mouth meditation?" Zi Feile subconsciously said. The little monk in front of him paused, and looked back at him in surprise.

But thinking about their status, they shouldn't be low, and it seems that there is nothing strange about knowing the silence of meditation.

"Shut up?" Smelling the wind and pondering it a little, it is a little interesting.

"Precepts are a kind of practice." The little monk led a few people into the courtyard, and said by the way: "There is a reincarnation, one day, one night, one time, for one reincarnation." He didn't say it very clearly, but Zi Feile guessed something.

The practice of precepts is not like Xianxia, where the meditation is closed for dozens or hundreds of years. Theoretically, the host is in the red dust.

Because he has to manage the temple, raise funds, recite scriptures to wash people's souls, and worry about the clothing, food, shelter and transportation of the entire temple.

And the precept is to let him find the opportunity to go through a cycle in Hongchen's busy schedule. One day, one night, one hour.

Literally, one day, one night, and one hour. The extra hour represents 'progress' and 'new beginning', implying that this new cycle is born from the precepts.

Anyway, the Zen machine is very deep, but there is no 'mystery side'.

"When I arrive, several, I won't go in." The little novice nodded slightly, and then walked lightly and left the courtyard where the host was located.

"This little monk is a little interesting." The smelling cat bag moved, and it was clear that the robe smelled something.

He simply released the robe, anyway, the robe itself was from Hanshan Temple.

"┗|'o′|┛嗷~~!" As soon as he landed, the robe stretched out and swayed to the wind, recovering to its full form in less than a second.

A huge black bear that is more than 5 meters long and more than 2 meters high. This thing has really grown up, and it's more exaggerated than the last time I saw it.

Several people stood in front of it, and felt a pitch-black wall in front of them.

"Roar—" The robe sniffed her nose, roared, and ran into the room.

Several people followed.

"The door is unlocked." A long, breathing voice rang out, and the back door opened automatically. Zi Feile's eyes were good, and he vaguely saw a figure waving his sleeves inside.

I was scared to death, it turned out to be a door open through the air, I thought it was a matter of words! This automatic door opening, waving sleeves and not waving sleeves are completely two concepts.

The three of them walked in together, and the robe shrunk in size, and ran in happily. An old monk with kind eyebrows, white hair, eyes slightly closed, and hands folded sitting on the bed.

There is nothing solemn and solemn, nothing strange, and it looks like a muscular old monk. Zi Feile doesn't feel right, this temperament is a bit too dusty.

He took the opportunity to use his luck to breathe and perceive it, and sure enough! Inside the withered and thin body, there is a huge amount of energy hidden like an active volcano.

And the seemingly loose and loose skin seems to be very particular. What kind of method is this, so powerful... Zi Feile was puzzled, if this old monk wasn't a player, it would be a bit of a terrible excess.

"Master, the disciple is confused." Smelling the wind is not polite to a lamp, he can take away the robe, not for nothing.

I saw him step forward, first fold his hands and bow, and then take out a crystal coin and hand it to Yilan.

"In recent days, this thing has caused a lot of trouble in the city." This is the wording that the three of them discussed, and they can't just say, 'Eh, master, let's go, go and brush up on the copy.'

A lamp took the crystal coin and looked at it carefully. Taking this opportunity, Zi Feile was also thinking. One light... Is this name a coincidence, or is it that the old monk has seen it, and after hearing about it, he got a name for himself?

Wait, this word, it seems that you can't take it for yourself, right? Cut, forget to ask Mr. Feng, in which year did the monk of Yideng become a monk, this is a key point.

"I can't see through it." Yideng shook his head, and he was about to return the crystal coin. Not a player! Hearing the wind and Zi Fei, they were all surprised.

It's not a gamer! The most iconic thing for players is that they can see the panel entries. The moment a lamp takes over the crystal coin, you can naturally see the entry of the crystal coin.

But he didn't react. Secondly, even if you ignore the entry, when the player touches the crystal, they will passively and slowly absorb energy and improve experience.

It's just that the speed is far from swallowing it directly, or soaking it in water with a dissolved solution. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that this old monk is pretending.

"Recently, the outside world. . . Did something big happen? Yilan asked casually. Zi Feile didn't react to this sentence, but when he heard the wind, he seemed to remember something, and trembled slightly.

He knew what a light represented. It's just that for those things, he had a gentleman's appointment with Yideng in advance, and he couldn't tell Zi Feile at will.

This is a matter of integrity, and it has nothing to do with whether the relationship is good or not.

"Something happened, and the disciple didn't know how to explain it." Wen Renfeng was speechless, mainly because before this, he had always firmly thought that Yideng was a player.

Even Zi Feile and Fat Man were misled.

"Let me explain." Zi Feile stepped forward and motioned for the fat man and Wen Renfeng to go out first. After getting the approval of a lamp, the fat man and the wind withdrew, and summoned the little gold to be on guard.

After everyone left, Zi Feile released his breath as much as possible.

"Master, do you look at me, like a human?" Yideng: "......" He really didn't expect Zi Feile to come to such a sentence.

Also, isn't this a routine that has become a fine yellow skin begging for a seal?

"Donor, you??" Looking left and right with a lamp, and even perceiving the 'law phase' in the sea of spiritual consciousness, he did not find the demonic aura.

In fact... Since beating him, he has never seen the demonic aura at all. But there are many evildoers.

Well.... But there is a peerless demon, robe! was surrendered by himself, and gave it to the registered disciple of 'Zen cultivation' to smell the wind as a foot force.

Zi Feile didn't talk nonsense, he waved his fist lightly, and the air exploded. A light flashed in front of his eyes: "If you lift weights lightly, you will reach the realm." "Lifting weights as if they were light, means lifting heavy things as if they were light.

Zi Feile waved his palm heavily, and a burst of energy left his body, but when he was about to touch the ground, it dissipated for no reason. Yideng exclaimed: "Lift lightly, retract and release freely, and leave the body!" ”.....