Therefore, when he arrived at the door of the Hidden Buddha Temple, Ye Haoran originally wanted to let Bai Yu use the five-colored stone stick sealed with three immortal golden jade butterflies to directly destroy the temple, but when he saw the Fakong sitting on the stone steps in front of the Hidden Buddha Temple, with his hands folded and his eyes closed and chanting, he jumped directly from Ye Feng's back.

Although Ye Haoran felt that the coercion of this method was already comparable to the powerhouse of the Great Perfection of the Out-of-Body Period, he still stood in front of him without fear.

As a result, Nafa Kong also opened his eyes for the first time, as if he had expected Ye Haoran to come, and said in a very calm tone: "Donor, the poor monk has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Hearing this, Ye Haoran raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "Master, since you know that I will come, then why do you want to do that kind of thing?"

For this reason, Fa Forget smiled and said, "Donor, the poor monk doesn't know what you said!"

These words instantly made Ye Haoran smile and said: "Master, why do you pretend to be confused? You gave me the Bodhi fruit that day, but in front of that Guo Feng, isn't it the misfortune you planted for me? If it weren't for this, Xiao Tuanzi's grandfather would not have died, and the entire villagers of the pilgrimage village would not have died innocently and tragically, you... What else can I say!!"

This last sound was almost Ye Haoran shouting angrily. But when Nafa forgot to hear this, he still had a calm expression.

"Amitabha! Donor, Buddhism is exquisite, see through it and don't say it! All this is your fate, so what's the blame on the poor monk? Speaking of which, the poor monk helped you and didn't hurt you!"

"It didn't hurt me, hehe... Then please tell me how you helped me!" Ye Haoran said with a sneer.

On that day, the poor monk saw that you were troubled by demons in your heart, and that you had a fate with my Buddha, so he gave you Bodhi fruit, so that you can understand your body and mind. Since he can't lie about it, the poor monk naturally can't bury it in his heart. What the poor monk does is just a matter of following his heart. The bodhi fruit that gives you is the source, and the source is also the fate. Bodhi fruit reduces your suffering, and thus allows you to break through the shackles in your body and regain your strength. If it weren't for the source of this bodhi fruit, you would probably have lived out this life in a mess until 200 years later, turning to dust. Donor, listening to what the poor monk said, do you think what the poor monk did hurt you?" Fa Wu said calmly looking at Ye Haoran.

And Ye Haoran, who heard this words, was also stunned for a moment, and then he frowned and said: "Since you are helping me, why do you want to harm so many innocent mortals, is this what your Buddhism should do?"

Hearing this, Fa Forget silently recited "Amitabha", and continued to Ye Haoran: "The villagers of the pilgrimage village are dedicated to the Buddha, and this calamity is all due to you, the donor, but in another direction, the donor, you have indirectly saved more mortals. The three sects of blood blade, blood axe, and blood knife have been burning and looting all year round, killing tens of thousands of mortals for no reason for their trip to the three secret realms every ten years. This time, you have controlled these three sects, and with your heart, the poor monk thinks that you will never let them do anything that hurts nature and reason. If you hadn't done this and let those three sects continue to develop, I am afraid that the innocent mortals who died tragically would have been even more and more than an astonishing level, so compared to the people of the pilgrimage village, you have indirectly saved more mortals this time! This is the great good relationship between you and my Buddha!"

This was very reasonable, and even made Ye Haoran speechless for a while, but not long after, Ye Haoran sneered and said: "What a great good fate, have you ever thought about it, master, if I die in those three secret realms this time, wouldn't your great good fate become the source of great evil? So Ye Mou's opinion, the master should be selfish in it, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Nafa Forget showed a hint of emotion for the first time, and then he regained his calm and said: "Amitabha! The poor monk and the benefactor have no hatred, how can they be selfish?"

Hearing this, Ye Haoran took out his Donglai bead, looked at it and said: "As far as Ye knows, the Dharma names of Buddhist disciples are all different, and the word in front of each disciple's Dharma number represents their seniority. Among you Dharma characters, Ye still knows a person, his Dharma name is Fakong, and he doesn't know the Fa Forget Master, do you know this person?"

As soon as the word "Fakong" came out, the Fa Forget was taken aback for a moment, and then he hurriedly regained his calm and said: "Donor, among the brothers and sisters of the Fazi who the poor monks know, there is no Fakong person, maybe other temples have conflicted with the Dharma name of my Hidden Buddha Temple, it is also very possible!"

Ye Haoran is good at observing words and feelings, although the surprise of the Fa Forget is fleeting, how can it escape Ye Haoran's eyes, so he took his Donglai bead while playing with it, and said lightly: "Since the master said that you don't know this person, then Ye Mou will kill him, and it's useless to keep it anyway!"

Hearing this, Nafa Forget instantly showed an excited look on his face and shouted, "No!" As soon as he finished saying this, Fa Forget knew that he had said something that he shouldn't have said, so he let out a long sigh, and even the hands that were closed in front of his chest slowly put down.

For this reason, Ye Haoran shouted with a crazy killing intent on his face: "Fa Forget, what else do you have to say so far?"

Hearing this, Fa Forget closed his eyes and exhaled a long breath, and said lightly: "One thought becomes a demon, one thought becomes a Buddha, the origin and fate are extinguished, and the end is endless." The poor monk admits that he has selfish intentions for the benefactor, and Fakong is indeed a disciple of this monastery and the senior brother of the poor monk. He was originally the presiding officer of the temple, but he ran away to travel the world, and disappeared for more than 100,000 years, since the end of the war between the holy clan and Kyushu, the poor monk knew that he was in the Kyushu continent for 100,000 years, but later he was taken captive by the donor. Everything that Senior Brother Fakong did was because he was obsessed with it, so he went against my Buddha, but his purpose was also to liberate everyone. If you want to blame the donor, the poor monk is willing to bear the sins he has committed for my brother!"

Hearing Fa Forget's righteous and awe-inspiring words, Ye Haoran couldn't help but have a sense of admiration for this person in his heart, but the cold color on his face did not change at all, and he even sneered and said, "Don't forget, Ye Mou came here to kill you this time." But Ye has one more thing to ask you, as long as you tell me, I will consider staying in the law for my life!"

"Although the donor comes, the poor monk must know everything!"

"Okay! Then Ye asked you, the matter of my imprisonment of Fakong was originally very secret. Even if you are a Kyushu monk, there are not many people who know about it, so how did you know about it?"

"Naturally, someone told the poor monk!"

"Who is it? Could it be the crazy monk from the pilgrimage village before?"

As soon as Ye Haoran said this, Nafa forgot to be taken aback for a moment, only to see him close his eyes and silently recite "Amitabha" again, and then he opened his eyes and glanced at the five-colored stone stick on Ye Feng's back with white feathers held by his wings, and then he looked at Ye Haoran, smiled slightly and said: "Donor, the poor monk can't say anything about this matter, even if you kill the poor monk, you won't get any news." But the poor monk can give you an equal creation with this news, how about countervailing it?"