After leaving the two Baiyun Temple Taoist priests, Han Zongxian spoke: "It's very inappropriate for you to borrow the names of other monks just now. First, my generation of monks is like a mountain, and they indiscriminately believe that the master is a deception of the teacher and destroy the ancestors, and is spurned by the people of the world. Second, our generation of monks pay attention to the inheritance of Taoism, if someone pretends to be a disciple of the old man, the old man will travel thousands of miles to capture him and take it back to the sect, and deal with it according to the patriarchal law. "But, didn't that Baiyunguan Taoist priest still recognize me as my uncle just now?"

"Well, the old man has read countless people in his life, and the shamelessness of that person just now can be ranked in the top three. ”

Wu Daoan began to be a little worried, and said, "According to this, will that old monster really come to arrest me?"

"Not necessarily. Judging from our current understanding, most of the Yuanying monks in this era practiced in seclusion and rarely asked about the world. What happened today may not be in his ears. ”

"I hope so......" Wu Daoan regretted a little, he knew that he wouldn't mess with the registration number. Then he remembered something again. "Old Han, that robe is a magic weapon, right?"

Han Wenyan took out the robe from his backpack and shook it, the dust on it fluttered in the wind, and Wu Daoan hurriedly covered his nose. Han Zongxian didn't care, took the back of the robe to him, and said, "You use your true qi to destroy this robe?"

When Wu Daoan heard this, his small hand pressed on the robe, and he was really angry. According to his current cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, let alone a cloth coat, even a steel plate can shatter. But when the true qi was transmitted to the robe, it was actually strangely absorbed, like a stone sinking into the sea. Wu Daoan was surprised, and looked intently, only to see that the inside of the robe was engraved with very small lines, and he barely found it with his current eyesight, and it was no wonder that the Baiyun Temple Taoist just now did not notice anything unusual.

"This robe is covered with esoteric formations, and the old man's experience can't be fully understood, but it can be concluded that it is a defensive magic weapon. You can wear it on your body in the future to prevent sneak attacks from the youngsters. ”

"Well, let's take it back and wash it first......

In this way, the two returned to the pavilion where Shui Yuehan and Liu Tingyu were resting. Liu Tingyu was very dissatisfied: "Why have you been going for so long, have you fallen into the manure pit?"

Wu Daoan had already prepared, took out a head ring made of bamboo leaves and vines, and handed it to Shui Yuehan. Shui Yuehan took a closer look at the head ring on his hand, and the names of Wu Daoan and Shui Yuehan were engraved on each bamboo leaf. Shui Yuehan suddenly happily threw herself into his arms. "Husband, you are so good, it turns out that you are delaying me by making a gift. ”

Wu Daoan hugged Shui Yuehan and glanced at Han Zongxian with appreciation. It's still his idea that is high, and the little things he makes in a minute make girls so happy. Of course, it would take some time for a mortal to make this headband.

After resting, the group pedaled down the stone steps for a while to a secluded temple. Since the Ming Dynasty, Taoism has been declining, there has been no Taoist temple on this Emei Mountain for a long time, and the original Taoist temple ruins have been changed into monasteries. However, it is said that the current Chinese people worship whatever they see, regardless of whether he is the Tao or the Buddha, worship first. The so-called which Bodhisattva spirit worships that, this is called one hand to pay money (burning incense and morality) and one hand to deliver (wish to be made), fair trade is not owed to each other, the belief of the Chinese people is so chic and free, the gods are actually a powerful leader in their eyes, which is like those foreigners worship and worship a god all day long, and the rough truth of casting a net and fishing is not understood.

There are few tourists in this temple, and it doesn't seem to be famous, but Liu Tingyu and Shui Yuehan still decided to go to the Daxiong Treasure Hall to worship the Buddha, and it's not strange to worship the Buddha more. Wu Daoan and Han Zongxian, as Taoist monks, have a bit of a bottom line, and it is not easy to worship, so they are waiting outside.

Wu Daoan looked at the monks around the temple and remembered a question. "Old Han, do you have any Buddha cultivation in that plane?"

"There are people who practice Buddhism, but they are far less prosperous than Taoism. However, this is the situation of my Chenhuan star, it is said that some stars are extremely prosperous on the Buddha, and the whole people worship the Buddha and respect the Buddha, and the masters of the Buddha are like clouds. ”

"Then do you say that it is easy to cultivate Buddha or easy to cultivate?"

"It's not easy to say, but those old men who are clear and disciplined in Buddhism must be unbearable. ”

"Hehe, just the fact that Buddhism doesn't drink, doesn't eat meat, and doesn't get close to women is enough for you. ”

Just as they were chatting, a middle-aged fat monk came to them unconsciously and suddenly said, "The two Taoist friends don't seem to know much about my Zen Buddhism. Verdant bamboo, all true, lush yellow flowers, nothing more than like. If the heart is clear, there is no Zen. The so-called wine and meat women are all appearances. If you blindly look into the surface of everything but not the inside, it is a picture. ”

Wu Daoan and Han Zongxian's faces changed at the same time. They were dressed the same as tourists, but this fat monk called Daoyou as soon as he opened his mouth, obviously seeing the depth of their cultivation. On the other hand, this fat monk seems to be ordinary, but there is a faint golden light possessed on the surface of his body, which is a sign of enlightenment. Wu Daoan hurriedly saluted with a respectful expression: "It turns out that there is a senior monk here, and he is ignorant of his words, I hope the master will forgive me." ”

The fat monk laughed and said: "You girl is dressed in modern clothes, how can you talk in a crepe? The Sprinkle family is not a person in this temple, and these days I happened to come to Mount Emei to visit my old friends, but I happened to meet a few little Taoist priests who entered the back mountain. The Sprinkle family was curious for a while, followed to look, and found that the two of you were very interesting. Especially this girl, who cultivated at a young age and had such cultivation, and dared to pretend to be Wang Xiyan, an old immortal apprentice, was really bold enough. And you, a boy, who is not high in cultivation but is old-fashioned when he speaks, could it be that which Dao master has just taken it away?"

After a few words, he actually guessed Han Zongxian's identity, Wu Daoan's face was pale, and he didn't know how to answer. However, Han Zongxian's face was calm, and he replied calmly: "I heard about it below." The people of Buddhism pay attention to the fate of the encounter, the fate of the fate. If the master insists on doing so, he will inevitably offend one or two things. ”

The fat monk glanced at Han Zongxian deeply and said, "Okay, but the Sprinkle family is reckless." Sprinkle the family law number Zhixu, if the two Taoist friends are free, you might as well go to the imperial city of Min Zhong Temple to sit, sprinkle the family will burn incense and lead tea to wait. With that, he left the temple directly.

At this time, the second daughter also came out after worshipping the Buddha, and Shui Yuehan asked curiously: "What did the fat monk say to you just now?"

"He wanted to tell us fortunes, and we pushed it away. Han Zongxian gently said a word. Then the four of them got off Mount Emei and drove to the next location.

Afterwards, Wu Daoan once asked Han Zongxian in private, how dare he talk so unceremoniously to a Buddhist master, and Han Zongxian's answer is also intriguing: "Although the monk's strength has dropped greatly after taking the house, he will keep some life-saving magic weapons, and he is likely to have the support of the master behind him." The more forceful I speak, the more the Buddha will feel that I have something to rely on, and they will not dare to act rashly. If I show the slightest cowardice in front of him, I am sure that he will not be captured and interrogated. ”