Penglai Island, Leiyin Temple.

"Knock knock!"

A young monk stood outside the door, knocking on the door in front of him, with a hint of nervousness on his face, and turned his ears to listen to the movement inside.

"Come in. ”

Hearing this voice, the little monk breathed a sigh of relief, sorted out his expression, and gently pushed the door open.

"Master Pfong. ”

Master Pufang looked no more than middle-aged, with a face like a crown of jade, sitting cross-legged on a futon on the ground, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and when he heard the voice, he opened his eyes with a soft expression.

"Master, Senior Brother Mingxin is back. When the little monk saw the appearance of the master, the tension in his heart unconsciously decreased a lot, "But the one who was seriously injured and was rescued is now in his room, and Master Bodhi is treating him." ”

"It's good that he's still alive," Master Puffon smiled, "and what about the one who brought him back?"

"It's getting late, Master Bodhi asked him to rest here for the night, and secretly prepared a thank-you gift, intending to hand it over to him before releasing him," the little monk replied respectfully.

"Help me call him over, and I'll give him a thank you. Master Pufang hung the beads on his wrist and said to the little monk, "Let Master Bodhi just diagnose and heal the clear mind, and don't have to pay attention to other things." ”

"Yes," the little monk stood in front of his chest with his right hand, bowed slightly, and withdrew from the room.

Master Pufang stood up, came to the window and pushed it open, just in time to see the stars in the sky, and a star looming due north.

"A turnaround?"

A hoarse voice came from behind him, coming out of the shadows, tall and strong, not like a monk, but like a cultivator.

"Well, Mingxin survived. Master Pu Fang was not surprised by his appearance, with a relaxed smile on his face, his eyebrows and eyes relaxed, "The most dangerous time has passed. ”

"Mingxin is fine, but what about the others?" the tall monk came to his side, glanced at the sky, and couldn't see anything.

"As long as Mingxin can survive, the danger will be half over, wait for me to see the person who rescued him back, and then make plans," Master Pufang looked at another monk led by the little monk and smiled with interest, "Interesting." ”

"Little master, this is it, you can go in. ”

"Thank you," he muttered as he arched his hand and glanced up at the room.

Why did he save people and rescue so many things, this would not have framed him as a monk who hurt people, right? Oh, why was he so unlucky, he just got out of the customs and fell into a deep pit, and he just sprained himself, and so many things were involved.

"Little friend, please take a seat," Master Pufang looked at the innocent man who came in and pointed to the futon opposite him.

"This master is polite," he bowed without a smile and knelt on the futon obediently, "I don't know what the master called me over?"

"You saved my disciples, so naturally I came to thank you, what do you call Xiaoyou?" Master Pu Fang chuckled, quite vigilant. He took a teapot from the low table next to him and poured him a cup of tea.

"There is no anger in the bottom, saving people is just a gesture, why worry about it, how bothering the master, you came to see me. He took the teacup respectfully, but he didn't move his mouth and put it in front of him.

"I've come to thank you," Master Mingxin noticed the cup of tea, but didn't say anything more.

"Master don't have to be polite, I didn't do anything, when I arrived, Mingxin Daoyou had already finished fighting, but the injuries on his body were a little serious, so I asked him to send him back to Leiyin Temple, and the spirit stones have been paid!"

"That's what he gave, and this, I'm gave. Out of nowhere, Master Mingxin took out a black stone, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of him.

"This is..." Wu Yan didn't take it, and looked up at the master.

"Thank you," Master Pufang said naturally.

The corners of Wu's mouth twitched, of course he knew that this was a thank you gift, but what was this thank you gift? A black broken stone, I don't know if there is any danger, so I gave it to him as a thank you gift?

"Hehe, the master is polite, where is the thank you gift, you better take it back. Wu Yan pushed the stone with his fingertips, "I deserve it!"

"It's not for you for no reason," Master Pufang chuckled, "I'm proficient in a little divination, I just watched the sky at night, and I noticed that this stone is destined for you, and it won't hurt you to accept it." ”

"The way of divination?" looked at him suspiciously, when did Leiyin Temple have a monk who was proficient in the way of divination?

"I said that you little monk, you still push back when you give you things, do you know who this is in front of you? I don't know what to do!" The tall monk who was hiding in the shadows finally couldn't help but show up when he heard the words without anger.

"Thunder!" Master Pufang bowed, and the tall monk returned to the shadows.

"Thunder?" "Thunder?" The eyes of Wu Yan rolled around, this name is very familiar, if I remember correctly, the master said that there is one of the most cunning old monks in the Leiyin Temple, named Pu Fang, and there is a secret guard by his side, called Thunder, is this?

"My name is Pu Fang, your master should know me and won't harm you, take it," Master Pu Fang put the stone directly into his hand.

This time, there was no resentment and no excuses, the master said, although Master Pufang is cunning, he is a high-ranking monk, and he cherishes his feathers the most, and generally does not secretly make stumbling blocks, and any entanglements will be solved in person.

"Then I'll thank the master," Wu Yan held the stone, the cold touch was like jade, "uh... Dare to ask the master, what is this?"

"The Buddha said, don't say it. Master Pufang picked up the tea and took a sip.

The smile on the corner of his mouth froze, what does this mean, give something, but don't tell him what it is, so what else do you give him?

"You have to understand for yourself. Pu Fang looked at his expression and laughed in his heart, he was worthy of being the apprentice of Tianshu Zhenjun, this appearance was exactly the same as he was back then, obviously he didn't have any brains, and he just pretended to know everything.

"Then... Thank you, Master. Wu Yan really laughed this time, and put the stone into the storage bag, no matter what he did, it was for nothing anyway.

"It's not early, you can rest in the temple for one night, and then set off tomorrow." "Send the stone out, Master Pufang's task is also completed, and it is useless to leave him here, so I called the little monk who was waiting outside to come in," Take this benefactor to the guest room. ”

"Then I'll take my leave," Wu Yan got up, bowed, and left behind the little monk who led the way.

"Master, did you really give him this stone? Even in our Lei Yin Temple, there are very few disciples who can comprehend it," the tall monk came out of the shadows and stood beside Master Pu Fang, "Doesn't it mean that there is a high-level Dharma decision created by a senior in this?"

"Yes, but we rarely have Buddhist cultivation to attain enlightenment, so it is better to give it to someone who is destined," Master Pu Fang cleaned up the table, "It is also a coincidence that this was founded back then." ”

"Tell me, what is in it?" These stones were taken from a single black stone, shaped like amber, and the tall monks had the good fortune to see the boulder in front of them, but unfortunately they found nothing.

"It's nothing special, it's just a tune. Master Pufang said casually.

"We Buddhist cultivators, can we still make music?" said the tall monk in amazement, interested, "Where did you compose it?"

Master Pufang pouted, "Mass grave." ”

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