God-Level Brat System - Chapter 3600

[Chapter 3600: The Old Monk in the Sutra Library]

Sutra Pavilion The old monks in the Sutra Pavilion are the real trump cards of Lao Lin Temple!

However, for the abbots of all generations, few of them can accept the existence of the old monks in the Sutra Pavilion!

After all, this is an independent body beyond the rules of Lao Lin!

The abbots can’t command the old monks in the Sutra Pavilion at all.

So, how can the abbots of Lao Lin treat these old monks?

Now, Xuan Ci took the initiative to lead Ye Meng and others to the Sutra Pavilion!

Isn’t it just to let Ye Meng and others and the old monks in the Sutra Pavilion lose both?

It has to be said that Xuan Ci is really brave. He dared to plot against the old monks in the Sutra Pavilion!

No wonder he broke the vow of lust when he was young and let Ye Sanniang give birth to the little monk Xu Lan!

If he wasn’t a daring person, how could he do this?

Kong Ting, who guessed Xuan Ci’s intention, looked at Xuan Ci with a hint of fear in his eyes!

Such an abbot is not easy to deal with!

“Strange, did Kong Ting, this old man, see something? Why does he

have such an expression?” “But, what is the purpose of this old thief Xuan Ci?”

Fang Zheng, who was standing aside, noticed Kong Ting’s strange look and couldn’t help wondering.

“Ring the bell!”

At this moment, everyone had arrived outside the Sutra Repository. Xuan Ci turned around and whispered to a bald monk of the Xuan generation!

“Yes, Abbot!”

The bald monk of the Xuan generation responded, and then walked to an ancient bell in the courtyard of the Sutra Repository and rang it a few times!

This bell has a completely different meaning from the previous nine bells rung by Xuan Ci!

This is used to summon the old monks in the Sutra Repository.

After the bell stopped, not long after, all the old monks emerged from the Sutra Repository!

These old monks, some with haggard faces, some with languid complexions, all looked like they were about to die!

“Amitabha, why did the abbot summon us?”

Among the old monks, a bald monk with two long eyebrows put his hands together, looked at Xuanci, and said slowly.

These old monks are all of high seniority, and some of them may not even be recognized by Xuanci!

However, Xuanci knows the identity of this bald monk with long eyebrows!

In terms of seniority, this bald monk can be regarded as Xuanci’s master.

This person’s original Dharma name was Jingyuan, and he was also a well-known strong man in Laolin Temple at that time!

Of course, now Jingyuan has long removed his Dharma name and lives in seclusion in the Sutra Pavilion, not asking about worldly affairs!

“Amitabha, these donors want to find the sweeping monk in the Sutra Pavilion, and I can’t refuse, so I can only bring a few donors here. Don’t blame me for disturbing you!”

Xuanci heard the words, put the eleven bows together, and said slowly.

Hearing Xuanci’s words, Jingyuan, the bald monk with long eyebrows frowned.

Immediately, he flicked his sleeves.

“There is no sweeping monk in the Sutra Repository here. You have come to the wrong place. Please go back!”

The old monks in the Sutra Repository are independent of the Lao Lin Temple. Their biggest backer is Damo!

Even the abbots of Lao Lin in the past generations are not taken seriously by them!

Now, how can Ye Meng and others welcome them when they come here rashly?

Seeing this, Xuan Ci’s eyes flashed with a hint of hidden joy!

He knew that this group of unkind old monks would definitely refuse!

In this way, how could the arrogant demons bear it?

At that time, a conflict between the two sides was inevitable!

Sure enough, it was just as Xuan Ci expected!

After hearing the words of the long-browed bald donkey, the faces of Dongfang Weibai and others all became gloomy!

(End of this chapter)