After the separation of Qianying City and Ningji Jinse, Zhuo Yuming set off again and rushed to the direction of Qiaotou Village.

When passing through the Lotus Temple, Zhuo Yuming hesitated for a moment, but changed the itinerary and went to the Lotus Temple. Last time, I got the Buddha's head in the Lotus Temple, and I still have a little Buddha heart gifted by the Lotus Temple monk, and I have a good relationship with this Buddhist sect.

After reporting his identity at the mountain gate, he climbed up the mountain road to Niuhe Peak.

Halfway through, a tall barefoot monk stood in the middle of the mountain road, looking at him with a solemn face. It was that Manjushri.

After Zhuo Yuming respectfully saluted Manjushri, he walked side by side with him.

Manjushri had a good impression of this young monk who had a slight entanglement with the ghost, and the two chatted all the way and walked slowly towards the peak. When asked about his experience over the years, Zhuo Yuming also picked up some things he had seen and heard from all over the world and briefly talked about it with Manjushri.

After taking Zhuo Yuming to his cultivation dojo, the people of Buddhism and Qing Sect did not have any spiritual tea and immortal brew for hospitality, so they took a cup of leaf tip dew drops for him at random.

Zhuo Yuming naturally didn't care, and after tasting it, it was really clear and sweet.

"The head of the Buddha has reached the level of cultivation and is in retreat. If you want to visit the Buddha's head, I'm afraid you'll have to run in vain. ”

Manjushri sat cross-legged on an unpretentious futon and said to Zhuo Yuming with a smile.

Hearing that the head of the Buddha was in retreat, Zhuo Yuming was really a little regretful, after all, the main purpose of this trip to the Lotus Temple was to meet the Buddha who held the bull's ear. Since the head of the Buddha was not there, Zhuo Yuming planned to continue to Qiaotou Village after a few polite words with Manjushri.

Manjushri, who was originally quiet, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and then, a majestic aura emanated from him, faintly with a smell of vajra's angry eyes.

Seeing Manjushri Bodhisattva's appearance as if he was facing a great enemy, Zhuo Yuming was also shocked in his heart. This Lotus Temple is a holy place for Buddhism, will anyone hit the Lotus Peak?

The next moment, Zhuo Yuming was also shocked, and then turned his head with jealousy, looking at the young monk in the old monk robe who was standing not far behind him with a smile on his face. The ghost is coming.

"What are you doing here?"

Manjushri's face was extremely gloomy, and he glared angrily at the ghost.

Zhuo Yuming, whose face was also not very good-looking, was even more speechless, to be honest, among the five emperors, the one he was most reluctant to meet was this Buddhist rebellious ghost. This young monk, who was always kind-hearted, always made him feel like he was on pins and needles, even the famous demon lord had never given him such an extremely mysterious sense of pressure.

"Zhuo Daoyou, we still really have a fate, we meet again. ”

Ghost Rulai ignored the aggressive Manjushri Bodhisattva, and instead greeted Zhuo Yuming with a smile.

"Zhuo Yuming has seen his predecessors. ”

Zhuo Yuming didn't know how to respond, but he simply greeted him and stopped talking.

In the past, the Dharma name was Liuchen, and now the outcast of the Lotus Temple, who is now known as the ghost Rulai, turned his head and looked at the Manjushri Bodhisattva, who had the most friendship with him, with a smile: "I heard that you have practiced closed-mouth meditation for nearly a thousand years, but you still haven't been able to break through the demonic obstacles in your heart." With such a deep obsession, when will we be able to attain fruition? ”

Manjushri's face was even more angry, and his heart was the most complicated for this Puxian Bodhisattva, who had a deep friendship in the past.

This former Bodhisattva showed unparalleled talent early, and the entire Buddhist sect poured great hopes into it. But I don't want him to end up on the wrong path and become a demon monk who everyone in the Void Spirit Realm spurns on. Manjushri has been trying to ask him what he thinks in his heart for many years, but he has been pressed by the Buddha's head in the Lotus Temple for nearly two thousand years. Today, the ghost came to the door on his own, but he suddenly couldn't say the questioning words in his heart.

"Say, what is your intention in coming to the Lotus Temple? Don't you think that if the Buddha is in retreat, you can act recklessly?"

Pressing down on the thousand words in his heart, Manjushri asked in a fierce voice.

Zhuo Yuming, who was silent on the side, couldn't cry or laugh in his heart, how could he be so close to this ghost, but he was here at this juncture. If the ghost Rulai really has evil thoughts, who in this lotus temple can stop this celestial monk who is one of the five emperors, and he is afraid that he will not be able to escape the misfortune of the pond fish.

In fact, Manjushri Bodhisattva had already quietly sent a message to the Bodhisattva Arhats in the Lotus Temple with a secret method at this time, and passed on the news that the ghost was coming to the door, telling everyone to quickly open the mountain gate to prevent the enemy.

Ghost Rulai, who had always had a young withered face, smiled lightly and said in a low voice, "Manjushri, you don't need to look like a great enemy like this. Although the Dharma we have learned is different, I have never been a demon killer. This time I came to the Lotus Temple just to retrieve one thing left in the temple, so you don't need to worry. I came to your place of cultivation just to meet you, and now that I've seen it, I'm going to go directly to see the master. ”

After speaking, Ghost Rulai looked at Zhuo Yuming on the side again, and said with a smile: "Zhuo Daoyou's cultivation seems to have improved again, and we will see you again in the future." ”

The words fell, and under the golden Buddha handprint of Manjushri, the body of the ghost Rulai turned into nothingness and dissipated.

"Zhuo Daoyou, I don't know what Liuchen will do when he comes this time, you should leave as soon as possible to avoid being implicated. ”

After a sentence of heartfelt sound, Manjushri stepped out and disappeared in place.

Zhuo Yuming hesitated a little when he heard this, it is best to say that he should leave as soon as possible. But after all, they have a good relationship with the Lotus Temple, and now the Buddha is in retreat, and the Lotus Temple encounters ghosts such as breaking into the mountain gate, it is a critical time, if he escapes, his heart is somewhat uneasy, although he is in the current realm, if the Lotus Temple is in any danger, he is also powerless.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhuo Yuming decided to stay and wait and see what happened.

Urging his own divine consciousness with all his might, he spread it out as much as possible, wanting to grasp the movements of the entire Lotus Temple Peaks at the first time.

On the other side, on one side of the clear lake, the old monk sitting among the lotus flowers suddenly opened his eyes.

A ripple rippled in the air, and a tall figure stepped out of it and landed on the shore, it was Manjushri who had arrived in a hurry. Looking at the head of the Buddha who was still sitting still, the face of Manjushri Bodhisattva, who was ranked first in the Buddhist sect, was full of anxiety.

The head of the Buddha smiled and waved his hand at him, looking at the young monk who was slowly condensing not far away. It is still the standard monk's robe of the Lotus Temple, it is still the thin and withered face, and even the temperament has not changed at all.

Just like the moonlit night when Liuchen left the Lotus Temple two thousand years ago.

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