The light of the Buddha is shining, and the mountains are quiet and soft. Being in it, walking on it, makes people feel like idle clouds outside. Even if he knew what this Futu Palace had done and what it belonged to, it would be difficult for Wu Yan to regard such a place with deep Buddha nature as a place for demons and demons.

The mountain road is gentle, the stone steps are heavy, and within the radius of Mida Mountain, there seems to be a forbidden air magic circle, which is that even if the cultivation is very high here, it is difficult to fly the weapon, so you can only walk up the stone steps on foot.

More than 20 monks from the outer realms, without saying a word, followed the little novices along the stone steps of the mountain road and walked towards a courtyard in the middle of the mountain.

This annex, depending on its location, is still a long way from the huge temple that exudes a soft Buddha light, and I think this is the place where the Futu Palace is used to receive non-Buddhist disciples.

After a long hike, the crowd stopped at a large square. At one end of the square, close to the side of the cliff in the deep valley, there is a large-scale new courtyard, at the gate of the courtyard, a huge rock is hung high, and the four words "Buddha's Hand Courtyard" are written on it.

When everyone arrived at the door of the courtyard, a tall old monk with a red face and a fiery red beard was waiting in front of the door: "Mida Buddha! All of you have worked tirelessly to come to participate in the Puja of the Floating Buddha of this gate, and the temple will be full of splendor! You have been tired all the way, please stay in the other courtyard first, rest for a while, use some wine and food, and tomorrow morning, the poor monks will come to arrange the puja again. ”

Wu Yan stood in the middle of the crowd, watched coldly, and saw that behind the old monk Xiuning, there was a row of more than a dozen Futu monks, all of whom were cultivators in the middle and late stages of foundation building, and their strength was shocking. It seems that it is quite troublesome to forcibly take people here.

The architectural style in the annex is quite ingenious. Because it was used to receive non-Futu monks, it was because there were very few things related to Futu in the annex here.

In the annex, the houses have different styles, Taoism, Confucianism, monks and laymen are complete, and what style of room you like to live in can be registered at the entrance of the annex, and the attendant disciples will arrange it uniformly.

At this time, it was already night, and the lights of the whole courtyard were bright, and many monks who had arrived early had come out of their respective rooms, standing in the cloister or on the windowsill of the pavilion, looking at the newcomers in the courtyard.

Wu Yan's eyes swept around the courtyard, but he did not find the Lu brothers. Strangely, he saw a very familiar figure.

The man stood on top of a three-story pavilion, holding on to the railing with both hands, lying on top of the railing, his eyes smiling and quietly observing the crowd around him. If you don't pay attention, I'm afraid it's hard to find the vigilance hidden behind his smiling expression.

This person is a gray-haired old man, wearing a gray robe, which looks inconspicuous, and even occasionally when he looks at people, he will squint and talk to people with a smile. For example, now, he waved his hand at Wu Yan from a distance of more than ten zhang, and made a strange movement with a smile.

Wu Yan smiled knowingly, and said secretly, it turns out that the senior brother is also here, which is great. In the evening, I took an opportunity to ask him what was going on with this Futu Puja and why there were so many monks in the foundation building period.

Entering this courtyard, under the introduction of the Xiuning Futu, everyone knows the rules here. After registering at the gate of the annex, the little novice who had his own attendant on the side led each monk to the apartment of his choice.

Xiu Ning had sent Xiao Shami to inquire about the names of everyone in advance, and at this time, at the entrance of the annex, there were already the names of the monks, and now they only needed to register what type of room they needed here, and draw a mark to confirm it.

Wu Yan randomly chose a cave heaven residence where Taoist priests lived, and was filled in with the words "Dong Tian Residence 103" on a wooden plaque by a disciple in charge of registration. Wu Yan took the wooden card, and under the guidance of a small novice, he walked to the last row of the courtyard, in front of a flying pavilion protruding from the cliff in the living room.

Inside, the room is fully equipped, with all kinds of daily necessities, and even ordinary items such as meditation and prayers.

Wu Yan walked to the table, picked up a thin volume on it, and flipped through it casually. On the top of the volume, the rules and regulations of the Buddha's Hand Annexin are written. It lists a total of 12 rules to be kept in mind, and once you violate the rules, you will be expelled from the Futu Palace, and you will never be allowed to step into this mountain, or you will be abolished and thrown out of the courtyard.

After a brief glance, Wu Yan lost interest in watching it again.

The divine sense was released, and after a little inspection, Wu Yan's face changed, and his brows were furrowed. Unexpectedly, in this courtyard, there is also a forbidden god array. The Divine Consciousness couldn't leave the room.

This move by the Futu Palace is obviously to prevent someone from taking the opportunity to seek revenge and stir up trouble here, so there is such an arrangement. It's just that the divine sense is banned, and if you want to find the Lu brothers, it's troublesome.

Wu Yan was thinking about it, and the little novice who was waiting outside pronounced the Buddha's name, and said: "Senior, it's time to eat, I don't know if the seniors are dining in their own room, or go to the dining room in the other courtyard to choose their own food?"

When Wu Yan heard this, his heart moved, he opened the door and said to the little novice standing at the door: "Well, why is it fun to eat alone? ”

"Yes, senior, please!" Xiao Shami led Wu Yan through the corridor of the annex, and after a few moments, he came to an extremely special place in the building.

"Senior, this is where the dining room of the annex is located. You see, this house was built according to the topography, and below it is an exit from a ground fire, which is now built into a natural stove by the temple. On the stove, there is a special magic weapon Jiuxuan Huiqi pot refined by the master of the Great Futu Dazhi of this temple, this pot can steam out the food of thousands of people, and the taste is exquisite, and the service is wonderful. The little novice pointed to a huge dome-like house and introduced Wu Yan eloquently, and walked into the house, where the magic weapon called the "Nine Xuan Hui Qi Pot" by the little novice was being placed on the earth fire in the center of the house.

The Jiuxuan Hui Qi Pot, with a diameter of more than five zhang, is mixed with jet black, and among the nine pores, at this time, there is a thick water vapor constantly escaping outward, and bursts of strange fragrance come out from the pores, and the hooked people and gluttonous insects have come out.

On all sides of the cauldron magic weapon, there are many stone tables and stone chairs placed in rows, and at this moment, in this huge dining room, there are many people sitting densely, and it seems that they are all admiring to see the magic weapon of the Nine Xuan Hui Qi Pot. However, looking at the expressions on the faces of those people, it seemed that they were already intoxicated by the smell of the food at this time.

Wu Yan found a stone table higher in the back and sat down. Although it is a little farther away from the magic weapon of the Nine Xuan Hui Qi Pot, it can roughly distinguish the people in the entire dining room.

In the dining room, most of the acquaintances of the 351 group sat together, discussing in a low voice, while waiting for the Jiuxuan Huiqi pot to boil and put the rice.

"Haha, how boring is it for the little brother to eat alone? I don't mind if you mind having a companion with Lao Dao and eating at the same table?" Because his divine sense could not probe the reality here, Wu Yan could only rely on his super body instinct to observe the surrounding crowd, at this time, there was a familiar laughter in his ears, Wu Yan's face moved slightly, and he turned his head slightly, and saw that although he had changed his appearance, he still could not escape his own eyes of the senior brother standing in front of him.

"Of course not. Alone in Xia, I was feeling lonely, and I didn't think that the Taoist chief was a funny person, please take a seat!" Wu Yan smiled at Senior Brother Feng and invited him to sit down opposite him.

"Big ......" Wu Yan stretched forward slightly, lowered his voice and was about to call him, but Feng smiled but reached out and patted Wu Yan, and said with a smile: "Little brother, in this Buddha's hand courtyard, you don't care about wine." The two gourd wine that Lao Dao carried by himself had been drunk a few days ago, I don't know if the little brother brought any wine, how about borrowing some to satisfy Lao Dao's cravings?"

Feng Hanxiao pulled a large vermilion wine gourd from his waist and slapped it in front of Wu Yan. Wu Yan's expression moved, and he saw that the senior brother turned the wine gourd in front of his eyes slightly, and a line of fine handwriting appeared on the wine gourd. "There is something strange about the magic circle here, and we will talk about it at night under the cliff of the back mountain. ”

"Ha, I didn't expect to meet people in the same way here. Wine, but I brought a lot of wine, and it doesn't hurt to share some with the Taoist. Wu Yan took out an identical wine gourd from the green cow bag, poured it into the wine gourd of the senior brother, and took the opportunity to erase the handwriting on the wine gourd.

Feng laughed and said, "Very good, very good, the little brother has a great appetite for the old way." The old man laughed madly, I don't know what to call the little brother?"

In Xia Mo Yan, he smiled and said politely. Wu Yan arched his hand. The two of them responded to each other, but Wu Yan was more devoted, and it seemed that it was really the same as the first time this person met.

At this moment, with his super induction, Wu Yan noticed that in this dining room, there were at least four people hidden in the dark who were paying attention to him and the senior brother. This is just his checkable and perceptible surveillance, the invisible magic circle surveillance, and I don't know how many people are paying attention.

"Jiu Xuan is breathless, a pot is fresh in the world! Open the pot!" A rich voice sounded in the dining room, and I saw a bald head with a big waist and a round waist, and suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes without warning. The powerful spiritual pressure pressed everyone out of breath.

"There are still masters of the late stage of Jindan lurking here, fortunately, there was no recklessness just now!" Wu Yanxin looked at the big floating tutu with a big waist and a round waist in shock, and secretly rejoiced.

The spiritual pressure naturally emanated from this person, but it was not that this Great Futu deliberately displayed the realm of mana, but because of this Jiuxuan Hui Qi Cauldron, it was this person's magic weapon, and he wanted to control this magic weapon, open the pot and deliver food, so he naturally had to use the mana.

"Brother Mo, this wise senior, his demeanor is admirable. Hehe, this kind of cultivation, but willing to cook and serve people here all the year round, no wonder the cultivation is becoming more and more profound. Isn't this kind of self-sacrificing practice in line with the state of mind of Buddhism?" Probably worried that Wu Yan didn't know the origin of this person, Feng smiled respectfully and pointed to the fat floating tu, and said to Wu Yan as if he was introduced.