"The abbot is leading the way. Yu Dao made a mockery.

When the monk heard Yu Dao's words, he smiled and didn't speak again, he picked up the firewood again and walked up the mountain.

Yu Dao observed the monk and found that the monk looked old, like a mortal in his sixties and seventies, but his face was indifferent and he had a calm and unhurried bearing.

Yu Dao was seriously injured at this time, and there was not much mana left in his body, and he was worried that he would harm the other party, so he did not use magic to probe the other party's cultivation. However, he secretly guessed in his heart: "Such a bearing should be a Buddhist cultivation above the realm of nose awareness." ”

The practice of Shakya Buddhism is divided into nine consciousnesses: one eye, two ears, three noses, four tongues, five bodies, six consciousnesses, seven ends, eight alayyas, and nine amaras.

The realm of nose perception is equivalent to the third layer of Qi refining of the Xuanmen of Taoism, and the realm of induction.

Yu Dao also buried his head, and followed behind the other party, as if he was just a pilgrim who entered the mountain to incense.

Mantou Mountain is not big, even if the old monk deliberately took care of Yu Dao, he walked very slowly, and in less than a quarter of an hour, the two walked out of the dense forest and came to the top of the mountain.

Yu Dao stepped out of the dense forest, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

On the top of the hill sits a small temple, the small temple is no more than three houses, in the middle is a large hall dedicated to the Buddha statue, the houses are old, it looks like they have not been repaired for more than ten years, and the roofs of two of the huts have collapsed, making them uninhabitable.

The small temple was not something that surprised Yu Dao, he was surprised that there were piles of bonfires around the small temple, and there were thousands of people lying around the bonfire, about 1,500 people.

Leaning on trees, with their backs to broken walls, or huddled in small huts, they were all haggard and weak, looking like refugees fleeing the famine.

Yu Dao felt a little strange in his heart, and he couldn't figure out the idea of these people gathering here. Fortunately, he didn't smell blood, and these people should not have been caught by monks to practice evil arts.

When he first arrived, Yu Dao was not very familiar with the surroundings, and he didn't know the true person of the old monk, so he just glanced at those mortals a few more times and didn't ask.

The two walked to the front of the ruined temple and were seen by mortals, and immediately someone shouted, "The monk is back." ”

"The old abbot is back!"

Some mortals got up from the ground and staggered towards the old monk.

"Abbot, have you got something to eat?" asked them before they could reach the old monk, their eyes lit up.

When the old monk heard this, he lowered his head and shook his head silently.

A scolding voice sounded: "You don't go out to look for food, do you want to starve us to death?"

Another person said sadly: "The wild vegetables on the mountain have been hollowed out, and if there is nothing left to eat, we can only boil the leaves and bark." ”......

Yu Dao followed behind the old monk, listened carefully, and found that these people seemed to be trapped on the low mountain, but he was not sure.

When the old monk heard the words of the people around him, he sighed, silently untied the firewood behind his back, and put it in front of everyone.

"The poor monk picked up some firewood and came back, if he was hungry, boil some boiling water and drink it......

Before the old monk could speak, a guy with a raw face came out, kicked over the firewood picked up by the old monk, and scolded: "Lao Tzu has a stomach full of water in his stomach, and he still drinks, can he be full?"

The firewood was kicked over, and the old monk just stood silently in place and did not make a sound.

Seeing that the old monk really didn't bring back anything to eat, everyone put out their strength one by one and walked back wilted.

Several of them saw Yu Dao and scolded in a low voice: "I picked up another one who ate white food, but now I don't have to eat white food, everyone can only wait for death together......"

Yu Dao narrowed his eyes.

The firewood was kicked over, and the old monk bowed down to straighten it out, picked it up again, and then walked to the ruined temple.

As he walked, he paused, turned back to Yu Dao and said, "There is no one in the poor monk's room, it is considered a pure place, if the donor does not dislike it, he will rest in the poor monk's room first." ”

Yu Dao looked around and found that the shacks of those mortals were extremely dirty, compared to the inside of the ruined temple.

His eyes flickered, and he looked at the broken temple carefully, but he didn't find a formation around the temple, so he shook his robe, bowed down and said to the old monk, "Thank you, abbot." ”

"Good. The old monk nodded and walked directly into the ruined temple.

Yu Dao walked into the ruined temple and found that the ruined temple was indeed the same as it looked like on the outside, extremely tattered, even in the middle of the lobby, the Buddha statue on the table was extremely dilapidated, and the paint had fallen off, but there was no dust on the offering table and the Buddha statue, and it was obvious that someone often wiped it.

There was no lamp oil on the table, and there was no oil for the Buddha statue at this time.

The old monk groped for the flint and burned a fire, which made the Buddhist hall suddenly much brighter. He took out three inferior Buddha incense sticks from under the offering table, lit them one by one, and inserted them into the incense burner.

After offering the Buddha statue, the old monk turned around, folded his hands and said to Yu Dao: "If the donor is fine, he can go to the poor monk's room to rest." ”

"The poor monk will keep vigil today and will not return to his room. ”

Yu Dao nodded, and he groaned, as if to say something.

When the old monk saw Yu Dao's appearance, he didn't wait for Yu Dao to speak, smiled and said, "If the donor wants to leave, please leave after recuperating his injuries in the mountain, otherwise don't step out of this mountain easily." ”

After speaking, the old monk shook his head, sat cross-legged in front of the bonfire, pinched the wooden Buddha beads in his hand, and read the scriptures softly.

When Yu Dao saw the other party like this, it was inconvenient to ask out loud and disturb the other party. He arched his hand, then turned and walked out of the temple.

"This monk's cultivation is not low, and he is not waiting to live in such a dilapidated place?" Yu Dao looked at the dilapidated small temple, and a thought rose in his heart.

The monks of the first level of qi refining, as long as they hold magic weapons, are the guests of all the princes in the mortal world, and they dare not slack off. And the monks of the second layer of qi refining can already run rampant in the mortal world and act recklessly.

The old monk's cultivation is far beyond the first or second layer of qi refining, and it is more than enough to be a national teacher in the mortal world, even if the situation is different in different places, he does not have to nest in this broken mountain, guarding a broken temple to live, as long as he casually shows a little means, he can occupy a high mountain, driving mortals to build a grand temple, why should he live here.

"Is it seclusion?" Yu Dao thought about the old monk's actions.

Even if the other party was scolded and abused by mortals, he never showed a little anger, as if he was really just an ordinary old monk.

Yu Dao had constant suspicions in his heart, but he didn't have many clues. When he saw that the old monk had such an attitude towards mortals, the worries in his heart were reduced a lot.

"As long as you don't hurt me, let him go. ”

Being attracted here by the relics, Yu Dao's heart was also big, so he directly pushed away the old monk's residence, sat on the bamboo bed, and meditated and practiced.