Chapter Twenty-Three: My Name: Wen Yu (First Update!) )

Lu Ming and Hong Yong were separated.

Hong Yong continued to walk deeper, and the destination might be the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and the person he wanted to see was probably the abbot of Faxuan Temple, the monk of Kudu.

What the two want to discuss, it is estimated that it should be some big things, and even with Lu Ming, the treatment has been improved-the people on the list of hidden dragons and young phoenixes are leading the way, you just say that this treatment is like this, right?

Quietly looked at Xuan Zhen sideways, and saw that Xuan Zhen did not squint, but seemed to sense Lu Ming's gaze.

He recited the Buddha's name lightly and said, "Donor, is there something on the poor monk's face?" ”

"Not really."

"Then the donor is a good man?"

Lu Ming: "??? ”

I saw Xuan Zhen turn his head to look at Lu Ming, and grinned at Lu Ming: "Just kidding." ”

Lu Ming: "......"

"Master, when you open your mouth, you don't look like a high-ranking monk."

Xuan Zhen's expression was correct: "Amitabha, the poor monk has not attained the Tao, how dare he call him a high-ranking monk?" ”

Fu smiled and said: "The donor and the little monk can talk to each other, it can be easier, my Faxuan Temple is not a rigid place, come here, the donor will treat this place as his own home." ”

Lu Ming smiled and nodded, but the tension in his heart quietly dissipated.

He smiled: "I thought that the people on the list of hidden dragons and young phoenixes were all very serious masters. ”

Xuan Zhen shook his head: "A hundred kinds of water nourishes a hundred kinds of people, martial arts practitioners, strengthens the body and cultivates the mind, but the Buddha nature is sex, the demon nature is also sex, the good nature is sex, and the malignant nature is also sex." ”

"There are millions of kinds of martial arts, and people are different, even if they are immortals on the heavenly list, they are not carved out of a mold."

Lu Ming nodded clearly.

He understands the reason, but when he saw that this Xuan Zhen was quite interesting, he chatted with him casually.

Xuan Zhen spoke again: "Back to business, just now His Excellency Hong Yong explained to me to arrange a new identity for you, the donor." ”

"My Faxuan Temple happens to have a superfluous identity, the same age as the donor, but the figure and appearance are different from the donor."

Lu Ming listened and said: "I learned the Bone Sutra of Changing Appearance from Hong Yong, but I have just started. ”

Xuan Zhen: "So the donor needs to stay in my Faxuan Temple for a while, and wait until the change of appearance and bone scripture is Xiaocheng and completely changes the description, and then he can complete this identity change." ”

Lu Ming nodded: "I have this intention, but I don't know what the cause and effect of this identity is the original owner, and where is he now?" ”

Xuan Zhen's expression was solemn, and he muttered Amitabha Buddha and said, "Senior Brother Wen......"

He had just said three words when a voice suddenly sounded from the mountain gate.

"Xuanzhen bald donkey, get out of here!"

Xuan Zhen and Lu Ming were both stunned.

Hou Xuanzhen's face froze, and a faint anger flashed, he recited Amitabha Buddha, and suppressed this anger again.

But the voice didn't stop.

"Xuanzhen bald donkey, I asked you to fight a month ago, and you shirked it."

"Half a month ago, you made another appointment to fight, and you shirked again."

"Today I handed over the post in advance to the door to make an appointment, and now you don't even go out of the door, and you don't show your face!"

"Did you practice that golden bell jar to make you a turtle iron king!?"

The laughter spread far and wide, and even reached this side.

Xuan Zhen's breath faltered, and his steps paused.

Lu Ming watched his face turn red, and seemed to want to go back and teach that Qing Yu a lesson......

However, when it came to the end, Xuan Zhen suddenly deflated.

"Amitabha...... Amitabha Buddha ......"

After taking a few deep breaths, Xuan Zhen looked at Lu Ming again and continued: "The identity that you have replaced is my lay disciple of Faxuan Temple, senior disciple of Wen Yuwen......

Over there, Qing Yuluo kept screaming, and Xuan Zhen here just didn't hear it, but just opened his mouth and continued to preach.

"Senior Brother Wen went up the mountain at the age of ten because of the plague in the village, and only Senior Brother Wen himself was left in the whole village."

"Due to the lack of martial arts talent, he was trapped in the eight-rank realm, and he did not make an inch of progress for six years, and he also had the obsession of Hongchen, and he did not want to be a monk, so he has always been a lay disciple of my Faxuan Temple, and has been living in the mountain."

"A few months ago, Senior Brother Wen went down the mountain to run errands, but he was attacked by bandits, and he left like this at a young age, but except for a very few people, no one knew the past life and the reason for his death, so he just went out of the mountain to do errands and did not return."

"If the donor wants to replace the identity of Senior Brother Wen, he just needs to say that he has a chance outside and successfully breaks through the six grades, and there will be no big flaws and big cause and effect."

This identity is indeed clean.

Not only is there no cause and effect, but more importantly, Lu Ming can also rely on this identity to develop in Faxuan Temple for a period of time.

As he was talking, Xuan Zhen suddenly stopped again, but the anger on his face could no longer be suppressed......

Because outside, the Qing Yu scolded more and more ugly.

"You Xuan Zhen is a hard-shell king!"

"What? Don't dare to make an appointment? I see that your hidden dragon and phoenix list eighty-five is also in vain! ”

"Your Faxuan Temple's martial arts are also in vain!"

Door-to-door challenge, everyone knows this thing.

For the sake of ranking on the list, for the prestige of the rivers and lakes, this is not uncommon, and generally speaking, the challenged person will not refuse.

And once refused, the prestige and reputation will inevitably be damaged, and you will have to endure being scolded for two sentences.

But you are scolding and scolding, and you are scolding the head of other people's sect inheritance.

It doesn't make sense.

Seeing that Xuan Zhen turned his head and was about to leave, Lu Ming suddenly spoke.

"This man did it on purpose......"

Deliberately provoked Xuan Zhen, and even deliberately provoked Fa Xuan Temple.

As for the purpose, this Lu Ming doesn't know.

However, the relationship between Faxuan Temple and Qingjiao is not good, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an old enemy, and it is not surprising that Qingjiao has any yin tricks.

Lu Ming's muttering seemed to make Xuan Zhen come back to his senses for a short time.

He recited the Buddha's name again, turned around and walked into a guest room with Lu Ming.

As soon as the door closed, the sound outside finally cleared......

Seeing Xuan Zhen smile bitterly: "It was indeed intentional." ”

"A month ago, the master told me not to agree to the Qingyuluo's appointment, but today...... Hey......"

Speaking and reciting the Diamond Sutra silently.

It wasn't until about a minute later that Xuan Zhen spoke again: "This place is the residence of Senior Brother Wenyu before, so let's use it for the time being." After a while, there will be a miscellaneous monk who will come to the door to fetch the bedding and explain some things, but I hope that the donor will not go out as much as possible before the change of appearance and bone change. ”

Lu Ming simply nodded: "Understood." ”

"By the way, this is a full-body portrait of Senior Brother Wen Yu."

Xuan Zhen said this, and handed over a piece of drawing paper, Lu Ming opened it and took a look, and saw an ordinary-looking young man jumping into the paper.

"Senior Brother Wen Yu's height is slightly shorter than that of the benefactor, but he is still in the stage of growing his body, and there is no need to change his height."

"In addition, in terms of shoulder width and arm span, donors should pay attention to the fact that the thieves in the East Factory have vicious eyes, and these details are the key to success or failure."

Lu Ming nodded in understanding, and couldn't help but say: "The painting is very expressive, and the details are quite sufficient." ”

Xuan Zhen smiled and scratched his bald head.

This made Lu Ming raise his eyebrows: "You painted it?" ”

Xuan Zhen clasped his hands together and didn't speak, but he acquiesced in his expression.

repeatedly confirmed the characteristics of Wenyu's face and figure, and heard Xuan Zhen's voice in his ears again.

"I won't accompany the little monk."

Lu Ming immediately surrendered.

"Thank you, Master Xuanzhen."

……

It wasn't until after Xuan Zhen left that Lu Ming put away the portrait.

Turning to look at the empty and cramped room, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

He muttered softly.

"Wen Yu, Wen Yu ......"

He smiled again.

"It's okay, from today on, I'm Wenyu."

"But Lu Ming's identity is still useful."

Thinking like this, Lu Ming slowly stroked the long sword on his waist.

The halo spilled in from the window, making Lu Ming's gaze a little deep.

(End of chapter)