Half a month later, Ye Feng took Xiao Huang and finally came to Guiyuan City of Guiyuan Sect. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Guiyuan City is a Buddha city, there are many Buddhas in it, and everyone is kind and peaceful.

The wind and snow returned to the Yuan, and the whole city was white under the snowflakes.

Ye Feng stepped on the snow nest with both feet, leaving a series of footprints, but he was soon re-covered by the wind and snow, and he became a snowman, and Xiao Huang became a snow monkey.

Nie Xiaoqian re-entered the Hundred Ghost Banner.

"Xiao Qian, are you a little looking forward and excited?" Ye Feng smiled slightly, flicked off a bunch of snowflakes on his head, and the breath exhaled from the corner of his mouth was like a white line.

"I'm a little excited, but I hope it's really Caichen. Nie Xiaoqian's tone sounded very happy.

Ye Feng then hurriedly entered the Guiyuan City in the wind and snow.

The wind and snow were too fast, blowing his mink coat and drifting around.

The gates were guarded by monks dressed in heavy robes, with scarves woven of white wool around their necks, not mink fur.

Buddhists are vegetarians, so they don't kill.

After Ye Feng took Xiao Huang from Guiyuan City into the city, he directly inquired about the guard, and the direction of Guiyuan Sect should be where to go.

"You're here for the pilgrimage, right? hurry up, there are a lot of people going these days, if you go late, it is estimated that there will be no bed to rest, and you will spend a lot of unjust spirit stones at that time." ”

The monk guards guarding the city gate were very kind, and the kind-hearted Chao Ye Feng said with a smile.

The people here exude a warm Buddha light, and everyone is extremely kind.

"Pilgrimage?" Ye Feng frowned, this pilgrimage himself did not stop.

"On our side, the Guiyuan Sect, the Guiyuan Academy, every year in the cold winter, the academy opens to accept apprentices, so many people come here, they are all people who want to join the Guiyuan Sect, and those who enter the academy can be directly selected by the elders to become elite disciples of the inner sect and pass on the mantle. ”

Seeing that Ye Feng didn't seem to know, the city guards hurriedly explained to him.

When Ye Feng heard this, he realized that his feelings came by himself, but the academy was not a college, so he was not interested.

"So that's the case, no wonder you can't see anyone on the street. Ye Feng smiled slightly, looking extremely sunny and harmless to humans and animals.

On the streets, snowflakes strolled, but there were few pedestrians on the road, first, it may be that the cold snow was too cold, and they didn't want to go out, and secondly, they all participated in the selection of some academy.

"So, if you have the slightest idea of joining the sect in your heart, hurry up. ”

Ye Feng nodded slightly, then turned around and left.

The defender of the city was very happy in his heart, happy that he had helped one person, and happy that he was likely to help the Guiyuan Sect find a peerless monk.

His happiness is to help others, and if others are happy, he is happy.

Along the way, Ye Feng met many such people.

Some of them felt cold when they saw that they were walking in the snow, so they walked out of the store directly and served Ye Feng a bowl of hot soup.

Someone was afraid of his cold, so they came from inside the house and brought him a cloak.

Someone was afraid that he would be hungry and came out of the corner to bring him a bowl of somen noodles.

Ye Feng accepted it all and expressed his gratitude, the people here were too enthusiastic, which made him feel very peaceful.

He suddenly heard a little yellow monkey's mouth make a sizzling sound, raised his head and immediately looked to the left, only to see a long road on the left, which was paved with bluestone slabs.

But on the way, there were two rows of people.

This man, who became a snowman, lined up neatly, then knelt down, prostrate on the ground, walked three steps forward, got up, knelt down again, and continued to prostrate on the ground.

At the same time, their hands are folded.

They looked extremely religious, as if they were dealing with a very serious matter, without any interference and without any interference, they looked peaceful, closed their eyes, and walked forward.

They are in worship.

And at the end of this long bluestone road, there is a tall temple, thousands of eaves of white space, snow-capped. Under the eaves of those windproof houses, a group of monks in heavy robes stood, beating wooden fish, muttering words in their mouths.

Ye Feng is not a Buddhist, he came here for only one purpose, that is, to find Ning Caichen.

So he didn't show the same piety as the person kneeling on the ground, but walked on the edge of the long bluestone path and quickly headed inside.

Among the pilgrims, some found that there were people next to them who did not make pilgrimages and were not religious, but although they had doubts in their hearts, they did not come out to stop them.

They continue to do their own thing, as if they are doing a very sacred work, a great task.

Ye Feng walked to the end of the long road and came to the front of the Buddha's futon.

In the center of the Qianeaves Baiyu in front of him, there is a red gate, and the gate is naturally in the center of the courtyard wall.

The gate made of Buddha carvings looks very sacred.

On the incense burner, a string of cigarette smoke rises, which is extremely peaceful.

On the left and right sides of the futon, in the place of the windproof eaves, there are wooden tables, and on top of the wooden tables, ink and scriptures are placed.

Behind the wooden table, a bald-headed monk sits, and behind them stand three monks, dressed in blue robes, which are very different from the red robes.

"This Chan Yue, what's the important matter here, why don't you go on a pilgrimage?" A big monk on the left saw Ye Feng coming, smiled faintly, and asked gently.

Ye Feng looked at this person, his body was thick, his appearance was round, and his ears were hanging down, like a Maitreya Buddha, especially a faint smile appeared on his face, making him see that people and animals were harmless.

Seeing the master asking himself, Ye Feng smiled slightly and said, "Master, I am not here to make a pilgrimage, but to look for someone." ”

"Looking for someone? Who is Chan Yue looking for?" The monk frowned, slightly curious and asked.

"I'm looking for a mortal brother. "The information given by Yu Wensheng said that this monk who has the same information as Ning Caichen of Guiyuan Sect is a monk with a common name and is the first disciple of the lecture hall, so Ye Feng said that this monk should know.

Sure enough, after hearing what Ye Feng said, the fat monk paused slightly and continued: "Do you know that my Guiyuan Sect is not a place to enter casually, and I also ask Chan Yue to take out the token, let me wait for convincing, and I can send Chan Yue in to find someone." ”

The monk was quite good at talking, and he didn't embarrass Ye Feng.

Ye Feng knew that other people's sects naturally had sect rules, so he expressed his understanding, and then thought about taking out something from his arms, which was the token of the Guiyuan Sect given to him by the old monk Wei Tuo who crossed the river.

This token can enter and exit the Guiyuan Sect at will.

"Chan Yue, this token is not fake, but I don't know where it came from?" the fat monk continued.

At the same time, he picked up a brush in his hand, dipped it in a little ink, and began to write down Ye Feng's name, the reason, and where the token came from on the clean scripture.

Ye Feng replied truthfully, the fat monk was a newcomer, and he was not familiar with Crossing the River Weituo, and after asking about anything suspicious, he took Ye Feng towards the depths of the academy.

After entering the academy, Ye Feng found that this Buddhist place was quiet, and the mountains and rivers all had a layer of Zen.

After turning the corridor left and right, I came to a pagoda, surrounded by dozens of houses, outside which were guarded.

Because Ye Feng held the token in his hand, he didn't have any difficulty getting in.

The lecture hall is a large hall, and the Buddha is prosperous in the hall.

In front of the main hall, there is a square paved with white jade, and there are a few monks sweeping the floor around.

In front of the hall, the fat monk led Ye Feng here and left.

Then, from behind the temple gate, a dying old man walked out.

The old man was dressed in a golden robe, his white eyebrows were three inches long, hanging down from his eyebrow bones, his cheekbones were straight into the sky, his eyes were shining with golden light, but there were many wrinkles on his face, and there were some yellow spots on his face.

But the master's cultivation is already in the middle stage of the void.

An old monk who has cultivated so deeply.

After the old monk saw Ye Feng, he didn't ask directly, but made a sharp move.

"Where did Zen Yue come from and where is he going?"

Ye Feng looked at the old monk, the other party was indifferent to himself, and asked himself, so he said casually: "Naturally, it comes out and goes out." ”

The old monk's eyes lit up, and the essence flickered.

"The more profound the Zen meditation, the better the one to come out and go out. When the old monk heard what Ye Feng said, he immediately clapped his hands and was extremely excited, because Ye Feng's words implied many meanings.

"The master has won the award, and it's just a casual remark below. Ye Feng hurriedly said humbly.

"Zen Yue doesn't have to be so humble, oh, by the way, the old monk hasn't asked Zen Yue anything important?" Because Ye Feng's Zen words shocked his heart, the old monk's attitude towards Ye Feng changed a lot, and he hurriedly asked.

"Oh, Master, that's right, I'm looking for someone. Ye Feng immediately hurriedly told the old monk about the mortal master he was looking for.

When the old monk heard that he was looking for a layman, he hurriedly said: "Where the layman lives in the west of the preaching courtyard, Zen Yue can go by himself." ”

However, after listening to the old monk's words, Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, this old monk called the ordinary man a senior brother, which surprised him.

Thinking that this old monk is extremely old, his senior brother must also be extremely old, could it be that Ning Caichen is already an old dragon clock?

After thinking about it, it is also because of this, after all, it has been many years since their husband and wife separated, and it is understandable that Ning Caichen has become old.

Then Ye Feng walked towards the west of the lecture courtyard.

After about a hundred breaths, I had reached the west, and I saw a house in the courtyard, which was made of wooden houses.

Under the eaves of the courtyard, there is a wooden sign with the word "ordinary" written on it.

I think this is the place where the mundane are.

Ye Feng pushed the door in, and in the courtyard, flowers and plants were in full bloom, full of Zen.

However, Ye Feng frowned, there was quite a sound of fighting in the room, and as soon as he came in, the sound of fighting disappeared, and a sound burst out, followed by a black shadow quickly fleeing, but the fleeing black shadow suddenly turned around, and a pair of yin owl eyes looked at him.

There was a smile in his eyes.

Ye Feng was in a daze, and quickly rushed into the wooden house from the courtyard.

However, it was found that the room was decorated in a messy manner, and a monk was lying on the ground, looking no more than forty years old.

It's just that blood is overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and the breath on his body is extremely messy, and he doesn't have to live.

But there's still gas.

"Are you a mortal master?" Ye Feng hurriedly asked.

The master nodded slightly, but without waiting for Ye Feng to ask again, he struggled to speak: "Zen Yue...... Scripture ......"

However, just saying these four words, he was already lifeless, and fell to the ground, whimpering for his life.

Ye Feng looked shocked, and hurriedly put the master on the ground.

He turned around and jumped out of the house, looking outside, the man in black disappeared without a trace just now, where was there still a trace of breath?

There was not a trace of his breath in the room.

And, at the same moment, Nie Xiaoqian came out of the Hundred Ghost Flags, looked at the mundane face, shook her head slightly, and showed disappointment.

"This man is not a husband. ”

Seeing that Nie Xiaoqian said that this ordinary person was not Ning Caichen, Ye Feng comforted her a little and said: "That's fine, although it's not, but if you subtract one candidate, one of the remaining two must be." ”

But at this time, the most important thing is the death of this mortal body, and I have to report to the old monk before.

Unexpectedly, a little monk broke into the front door, about twenty years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, he came to deliver food for ordinary masters.

Before entering the courtyard, he found that the door was not closed, and he was very surprised, so he hurriedly jumped into the courtyard, and saw a person lying in the wooden house from a distance, who else could it be if he was not a mortal master.

The mortal master, with blood lying on the corner of his mouth, is obviously dead.

The little monk fell directly to the ground with fasting in his hand, spread his legs and ran out, screaming miserably in his mouth, "Killed, killed, mortal master killed!"

For a time, Guiyuan Academy, the fallen leaves were silent, and the falling snow was ruthless, but it shocked thousands of people.

The cry of death locks everyone's heart like a curse.

And Ye Feng saw the little monk running out and yelling, he was even more dumbfounded, and suddenly said something bad in his heart, and once again thought of the meaningful smile of the man in black who had fled before.

It's chilling!