Looking at Zhuo Yifan's demeanor, Zen Master Huiyuan seemed to see through his thoughts, he slowly wrapped his Zen staff, and said with a serious expression: "Yifan, this is not a trivial matter, you must remember, don't touch this dragon pattern casually." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

At first, he didn't do anything, but after hearing the repeated warnings of Zen Master Huiyuan, Zhuo Yifan had to take this matter to heart at this time, after all, Zen Master Huiyuan was not an ordinary person, and since he said so, he must have his opinions. Small mistakes can continue, but big mistakes can't be made, he understands this!

"It's the abbot master, I know!" Zhuo Yifan said respectfully.

"Hmm!"

Zen Master Huiyuan nodded to him to show his approval of his obedience.

Zhuo Yifan stepped forward and helped Zen Master Huiyuan tie the Zen staff with a rope.

"Master, you haven't said yet, what are you going to let me do?"

Zen Master Huiyuan stopped what he was doing, looked at Zhuo Yifan with dry well-like eyes, and said, "I heard that your mountain villa is famous for forging swords, and there must be a high-grade furnace that can melt the hardest things. I want you to take it home and melt it with a fire! Whether the record is true or not, melting it will save you from unnecessary trouble. ”

After Zhuo Yifan heard this, his eyes widened, and he asked puzzledly: "Melt it?" Master, such a good Zen staff, so good, why do you want to melt it? It's a pity!"

Seeing Zhuo Yifan's regretful expression, Zen Master Huiyuan said with a firm face: "That's right, melt it! It has lost the meaning of the Zen staff at this time! If it is kept there is always a hidden danger of ruining the soul, no matter how beautiful the objects without benefit are, what is the use!"

After saying this, Zen Master Huiyuan closed his eyes and said, "Amitabha!"

Zhuo Yifan was a little puzzled at this time, listening to the master's words, his heart was so firm to melt the Zen stick, but when he saw his face at this time, it seemed that he was not so forbearing, and the two were really contradictory.

But he couldn't say anything, after all, he could only do what he was told, so he nodded and replied obediently: "Okay then, just melt it!" In fact, Zhuo Yifan didn't really believe that this Zen staff was so supernatural, in his heart it was just an ordinary Zen staff, but it was just beautifully carved.

Zen Master Huiyuan opened his tired eyes, as if he had suddenly aged ten years old, and that fatigue was not the exhaustion of aging, but like the juice in the trunk of a tree being squeezed dry and squeezed out, and only the residual essence was left in the body.

Then he said weakly: "I hope that this matter can have a perfect ending, and I can count it as obeying the instructions of my ancestors and living up to their expectations." ”

"Such an important thing, should I bring it back alone?" Zhuo Yifan asked puzzled.

For Zhuo Yifan, he has to ask that he has not worshiped him as a teacher, and he is not yet an official disciple of Bodhi Temple, so he seems to feel inappropriate to hand over such an important task to himself.

Besides, the most important thing is that he doesn't know any martial arts alone, from Bodhi Temple to Zhuojian Villa, the road is uneven, and he is afraid of making mistakes.

If there is really a mistake, his injuries and injuries are all trivial, and he loses the holy relics of Buddhism, then he is a sinner of Bodhi Temple, and if he wants to enter his door, it will be more difficult than ascending to heaven.

And it is possible to be retaliated against by the senior brothers of Bodhi Temple, and it is possible that his life will not be guaranteed, so isn't it holding a hand of feces and treating it as a treasure!

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yifan felt that if he went alone, he would definitely not be able to row, and it would probably be thankless.

Zen Master Huiyuan looked at his expression, as if he had insight into his inner thoughts, and Mu Ne's expression slightly bloomed with a hint of laughter, revealing a sly expression.

Then he murmured: "Yifan, such a big thing, I should go with you!"

"Master Abbot, it's great that you're going with me!"

Zhuo Yifan really didn't expect that Zen Master Huiyuan would say that he would go with him, and his face was full of excitement at the moment. You must know that if you go to Zhuojian Villa with a high-ranking monk with strong martial arts, then he will definitely increase his face and take the opportunity to let those who look down on him take a good look.

Zen Master Huiyuan waved his hand, shook his head and said: "Yifan, I'll tell you the truth, my internal strength has lost eighty percent, like a dead wood body, if I accompany you, I can't help you too much, and more importantly, the Bodhi Temple can't do without me at the moment, I'm afraid that if I walk away, it will cause accidents." ”

Hearing his words, Zhuo Yifan's eyes almost fell to the ground, and he looked at Zen Master Huiyuan with a surprised expression.

Before coming to Bodhi Temple, he had seen the martial arts of Zen Master Huizai, and Zen Master Huiyuan was the senior brother of Zen Master Huizai, and he knew that Zen Master Huiyuan's martial arts must be unfathomable.

Suddenly hearing that he still has two percent of his internal strength, it would be a terrifying thing for anyone to listen to it.

"Master Abbot, how can this be?" Zhuo Yifan said in surprise.

Zen Master Huiyuan's eyes were a little dim, and his past thoughts were pulled out again.

"Ten years ago, the Demon Sect Leader Nangong Qingtian appeared in the Western Regions, and I was also in the Western Regions to inquire about the past behind the Nine Dragons Vampire Zen Staff, and met him at the Layer Peak, and learned that he was here to find the blood corpse. ”

"Blood corpses?"

"Yes, it's the kind of poison that Yu Gongzi received before he came to Bodhi Temple. ”

"You mean the poison in him is the poison of the bloody corpse?"

Zen Master Huiyuan nodded.

When Zhuo Yifan heard this, his eyes widened, and he secretly thought: "If that's the case, wouldn't the terrifying old man of the Yongde Inn be Nangong Qingtian, the sect leader of the Qingtian Demon Sect!"

"I fought him at the Peak, and he was beaten into a nest and couldn't stop him, and I think he was the only one who found the bloody corpse. Zen Master Huiyuan continued.

"And then?"

"Then I fell into a tree with a crooked neck, and I didn't die. But due to his injuries, he lost fifty percent of his strength. ”

"Fifty percent, so why are there two percent now?"

"Last night, when I participated in the scriptures, because of the obsession in my heart, driven by the evil thoughts of this Zen staff, I was in a big mess, but fortunately my reference was not high, and I fought against it to the death, exhausting my internal strength for thirty percent before I escaped with it. ”

Zhuo Yifan only understood at this time why he saw his face yellow early in the morning, and the corners of his mouth were dark and purple, it turned out that everything was like this.

"Master Abbot, are you feeling better now?" Seeing Zen Master Huiyuan's dull face, Zhuo Yifan said worriedly.

Zen Master Huiyuan nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "I'm fine, I'm much better now!"

Zen Master Huiyuan basically has no martial arts, he is so old, and the Bodhi Temple can't do without him now, so naturally he can't go with him. Thinking of this, Zhuo Yifan was also very melancholy, after all, this is not a trivial matter.

"Yifan, don't worry, I'll let Huya go back with you. ”

Zen Master Huiyuan also seemed to see his thoughts, and then comforted. (To be continued.) )