"Ah, Master Xiao Li, you have a really good way to talk about this scripture...... Uh, that's nice. ”

"Yes, the sutra you preached...... It makes people want to fall in love. ”

"Nonsense, why do I want to become a monk with Master Xiao Li so much......"

"If two people are together, it is not called a monk, it is called a family. Someone next to him said coldly.

......

Li Chu sat on the Dharma platform, and the large crowd of people listening to the scriptures below had blocked the entire street, and the crowd was so dark that there was hardly a margin in sight.

So many people gathered in one place, but there was no noise.

Because everyone was listening to his "lectures" just now.

That's right, it's simply preaching—reading the text in its entirety. If there's anything to praise it, it's probably that it's fluent in speech and a deep and sexy voice?

But everyone listened in fascination.

In addition to another Dharma platform in the distance, Bai Lingchen and Bai Gongzi once again experienced the feeling of "evaporation in the world".

Bai Gongzi felt a lot of grief and indignation in his heart.

I'm gone?

What kind of lecture are you? You are clearly reciting! The most important thing in preaching the scriptures is to explain the scriptures for everyone, and this is the meaning of "preaching."

It's just because you're a Taoist priest who changed careers halfway, so you don't understand the scriptures!

For this lecture, I have at least prepared my homework for a few days.

Bai Lingchen, who has always been handsome and murderous, never worked hard, didn't expect that one day, he would win in "hard work......

But he was pressed to the ground and rubbed on the top of his appearance......

And grind all the way to the eighteenth layer of hell......

of sewers......

in the rat hole......

in the basement......

But he didn't even dare to ask out loud, the queue that had just listened to Li Chu's lecture was here, and he just wanted to take the opportunity to gain a little popularity and start preaching, but he was scolded by more than a dozen girls at the same time to "shut up".

This was unthinkable in the eighteen years of his life before him.

He had to silently write down Li Chu's face, and he was secretly ruthless in his heart.

Little Taoist.

Don't let me run into you again.

Otherwise...... I'll see you once, I'll hide from you once!

After reciting a round of scriptures, the lecture record was already full, and Li Chu was about to call it a day early, when he heard someone below ask.

"Master Xiao Li, where do you usually practice...... a girl looked at him reluctantly: "Even if you are not a monk, there is always a temple that you often visit." ”

"Hmm......" Li Chu hesitated and said, "I practice in the Deyun Temple in the south of the city every day. ”

"Deyun ......" the girl repeated: "Temple?"

"Look. ”

Li Chu also repeated emphatically.

"Wasn't what you just said about Buddhist scriptures?" The girl next to her was not confident.

"Yes...... But in fact, my main profession is a Taoist priest. Li Chu said calmly.

"Then what ...... you are here to participate in the Buddha Fate Meeting?" asked someone else in surprise.

Li Chu said seriously: "Part-time." ”

......

White Dragon Temple.

On the top of Hongdu Mountain, a monk with a solemn appearance stands on the top of the peak, this monk is dressed in a red gold robe, wearing sandalwood Buddhist beads on his neck, the body is tall, the age is not young, and it gives people a sense of profundity at a glance.

It is the contemporary abbot of Bailong Temple, Fashan Zen Master.

When he is the leader of a famous sect today, he is a pivotal figure in Shenluo City.

In front of him, there was another rickety old monk, dressed in a torn cotton monk's robe, ragged clothes, and swaying white beard, who was the one who collected demons in the mountains last night.

Looking at the position of the two, the old monk stood in front of the cliff, looking at the distant sky with a compassionate attitude.

And the Fashan Zen Master stood respectfully behind the old monk.

"Is this Buddha Fate Meeting still easy to do?"

After a long time, the old monk asked out loud.

"Alas. ”

Zen Master Fashan smiled bitterly.

"The human heart is not ancient, and the world is hot and cold. A temporary Huadu conference attracted all eyes. Our Buddha will preach and chant sutras, where are the beauties singing and dancing. I've thought of something to do it, hoping to make ends meet. ”

"Then how can the Buddha Speech Hall of Yunfu Temple get better and better?

Although the words seemed to be reproachful, there was no harsh meaning in the tone.

"It's been reflected. Zen Master Fashan replied.

"The result?"

"The people of Shenluo City ......" Fashan Zen Master said: "It's not serious." ”

"Huh. The old monk couldn't help but laugh, "You're going to reflect on this?"

"When you don't collide with the Huadu Conference, it's actually okay if the Buddha fate will fall...... It was only this meeting that I knew which was more important in the hearts of the people. ”

"In the early years, there were only a lot of Qinglou restaurants in Shenluo City, but over time, they developed into a pillar industry, and now they have become a local character. Zen Master Fashan shook his head and said, "Women everywhere else are ashamed to be in the Qinglou, but here the girls all dream of becoming Oiran and make all beings fall for themselves." The people of the city are also proud of it. ”

"How can men and women be so obsessed?"

"Weird. ”

"That's it......" The old monk also shook his head, "Anyway, the success or failure of my White Dragon Temple is not in this Buddha meeting." ”

Zen Master Fashan replied, "Yes...... The future of Bakryusa Temple is in the Shizu......"

The old monk frowned rarely, and said coldly: "As the abbot of a temple, you actually have the idea of relying on others so much, how should you be punished?"

When Zen Master Fashan heard this, he was also shocked, and said suddenly: "The disciple is confused, and after the Buddha's meeting, he will invite himself to face the wall for three years." ”

"Yes. The old monk nodded slightly.

After being silent for a while, he said again: "On this southern tour, we arrived at Yunfu Temple. Jiang Yi did not attain Bodhi in the world, and the master still had a chance. ”

"Clams?"

Zen Master Fashan was also rejoiced.

"But you can't relax, the White Dragon Temple is yours and ours, but in the final analysis, it's yours. The old monk told again: "If you want to restore the glory of the past, you need to be self-reliant." ”

"The disciple understands. ”

Zen Master Fashan agreed, and suddenly raised his finger and said, "Look, the one who is going up the mountain now is the second prince from the Immortal City of the Western Regions, Ye Shuo." ”

The direction of his finger, through the vast clouds and mist, requires a person with excellent eyesight to faintly see a line of black dots going up the mountain.

But the conversation between the two monks seemed to be close to each other.

It was a young man with supple blond hair and a shawl, with a handsome face, his eyes were warm, and he had a warm smile on his face. Dressed in plain robes and rolling sleeves, he is walking along the mountain road step by step towards the White Dragon Temple.

Behind him, there was a group of more than 100 people, all of whom looked like ordinary people.

In front of him, some preachers came back one after another, but there were more than a dozen letters and few letters.

A team as big as him is really an exaggeration.

"This son is good?" the old monk asked.

"Yes. Zen Master Fashan said: "When he was in the Western Regions, he practiced under the seat of the Aurora Bodhisattva, and his understanding was very high, and when he first arrived, I had a long talk with him. The Dharma he has studied is quite profound. In this Buddha meeting, I am also the most optimistic about him. ”

"Well, the afterlife is terrifying. The old monk nodded unsadly.

Suddenly, he raised his withered arm and pointed farther away.

"What about that?"

Zen Master Fashan looked in the direction he was pointing and saw a longer line.

There were hundreds of people in that group, and more and more, leaving the gate of Shenluo City and walking towards the foot of Hongdu Mountain. In comparison, Fang Cai's team is dwarfed.

The first person, the green shirt is light.

Zen Master Fashan's expression was slightly embarrassed.

"This kid ......"

"It's a Taoist priest. ”