Legend of the Cultivation God - Chapter 3203

[Chapter 3203 Sexual Dust]

“Hum…” Chan Master Mingyue flashed shame and anger in his eyes, and snorted coldly, “Look at you! It’s just chanting, why are you so invigorated? You can’t even persist for a night! What kind of practice is this kind of practice? It’s better to go home and farm!”

“The disciple is wrong, please make atonement for the abbot!” A group of disciples hurriedly bowed their heads and said in unison.

“Senior abbot!” A slightly obese monk said with a smile in front of the disciples, “These disciples who are staying in the temple now are ordinary monks, and they are no better than those disciples who were taken away by Brother Mingfa. My Little Golden Temple Now that the incense is booming, there are many laymen who come to worship the Buddha to repay their vows. During the day, they open the door of kindness in the temple to welcome the pilgrims. They are already very tired! Now they stay up all night chanting the scriptures, I am afraid that it will be difficult to support! I hope you will be more considerate! ”

“Junior Brother Mingjian!” Chan Master Mingyue said with a displeased expression on his face, “I don’t usually disrespect them! The expectations for them are not high, but today is unusual! Master Xingchen of Yunlin Temple wants to Come to my Little Golden Temple, no matter how well I do it during the day, the old man will not be satisfied at first sight, and all the hard work I have been waiting for will be turned into water!”

“Ah~” Hearing this, Ming Jian’s face also had a hint of worry, he looked at the night outside the hall, and sighed, “I’ve been here for three nights, and I haven’t seen my uncle come here. , I’m afraid I won’t be able to come again today! Senior brother, why don’t you let the disciples go back to rest? Tomorrow is the day of the Immortal Buddha Ceremony. Although it’s unlikely that my Little Golden Temple will be as lively as the Yunlin Temple, it has to be a little bit better! These disciples will have to work hard tomorrow…”

Speaking of which, Mingjian can’t go on!

“Hey…” Chan Master Mingyue was also worried, “The Great Ceremony of Immortals and Buddhas is one thing! But the challenge of Jiang Chaoguan is even more important! If Master Xingchen can’t come in time tonight, I will be in trouble tomorrow at Xiaojin Temple. That’s it! Forget it, you can go down! Rest in peace early, and be refreshed tomorrow, and you can’t smear the face of a Buddhist disciple!”

“Yes, disciple, wait until you know!” The dozen or so monks all stood up, bowed and saluted, and then retreated one by one.

“Mingjian, you go back too!” Seeing that Mingjian was still sitting still, Zen Master Mingyue waved his hand and said.

Mingjian smiled and said, “Disciple is still here to accompany the senior brother! I can’t say that the uncle Xingchen will come over after a while. It’s better not to lose the etiquette of my little golden temple!”

Speaking of this, Mingjian was puzzled again, and said in a low voice, “Brother abbot, didn’t you say a few days ago that Uncle Master should be there the day before yesterday? Even if Uncle Master will be late, it cannot be so late. How long has it been?”

“You ask this seat, who is this seat asking?” Zen Master Ming Yue was obviously impatient, got up from the futon, walked slowly to the door of the main hall, looked at the night outside, and smiled bitterly, “There are a few more hours. , the immortal Buddha ceremony is about to begin! The challenges of Jiang Chaoguan will also follow. These days, Jiang Chaoguan’s reputation has risen, and two men and women who are dying have been rescued one after another, turning the enthusiasm of Changsheng Town into Ignite it! I don’t know if it’s the remodeling of the golden body called Master Xiao or Master Sea God, but the incense is more than ten times stronger than before! In the past, their Taoist school had a deep end, and the disciples of my Xiaojin Temple were not easy to defeat. Now there is another mysterious and unpredictable Daoist Xiao, what do you want my Little Golden Temple to do tomorrow?”

“Senior abbot!” Mingjian was a little surprised, “Although Yuanya is strong and good at fighting, in the eyes of senior brother and senior brother Mingfa, it should be nothing, right? That Xiao Dao, a newcomer from Jiang Chaoguan, Chang, of course, his origin is unknown, and he doesn’t know his skills, but it is obvious that he must be Xiao Jian’s blood relative, Xiao Jian has no Taoism, how can his blood relative be stronger?”

“If this seat can easily kill Yuanya, will his Jiang Chaoguan still exist today?” Zen Master Mingyue replied in a low voice, “Although Yuanya does not have any Taoist magic, his fights are all desperate. The nirvana skills, I have only just formed good, if it is really desperate, but in terms of fists and feet, I will be comparable to Yuanya! Besides, how can I directly compete with Yuanya with the honor of a temple?”

“Si~ that would be troublesome!” Mingjian also changed his face and smiled, “The disciple thinks that the abbot has always been clumsy and doesn’t want to have the same knowledge as Jiang Chaoguan…”

“Hmph, that’s not necessarily as serious as you think!” Zen Master Mingyue narrowed his eyes slightly, “If it really involves the survival of my Little Golden Temple, I’m not afraid to use my Buddhist secret techniques…”

“Oh? What happened to Xiaojin Temple? You actually use a secret technique?” At this moment, a Buddha consciousness swept past, and the same strange voice was born in the ears of the two of them.

“Uncle Xingchen!!!” Hearing this voice, Zen Master Mingyue almost called out, and hurriedly looked at the source of the voice and the Buddha’s consciousness, but after a while, four middle-aged and elderly monks of different sizes stepped on their feet. Faint clouds fell from the night sky.

“Disciple Mingyue, Mingjian pays respects to all the uncles!” Zen Master Mingyue and Mingjian tidied up their clothes and respectfully stepped forward to salute.

“Amitabha, the two nephews, please get up!” In front of the head is a slightly thin old man, his eyebrows are already gray, and his hands together are abnormally dry, but the eyes of the old man are shining brightly, sweeping away. Glancing at the two of them, he said the Buddha’s name.

“Yes!” Zen Master Mingyue and Monk Mingjian responded and stood up straight.

“Behind the old man are Xingkong, Xingmin and Xingfan. I don’t know if Shi-nephew Mingyue has seen him in Yunlin Temple?” The old man was Xingchen. After meeting Mingyue and Mingjian, he waved his hand and said.

“This disciple has seen your Master Xingkong. The two masters Xingmin and Xingfan have only heard of their names, but have never met them before!” Chan Master Mingyue smiled and greeted Mingjian and the three masters of Xingfan alone. .

“Where’s Mingfa?” Xingchen obviously knew something about Xiaojin Temple, “Although Lao Na is late, other ordinary disciples can rest, he can’t sleep early, right?”

“Hehe, how could it be possible!” Chan Master Mingyue said with a smile, “The disciple took my more than thirty disciples from Xiaojin Temple to wait for the uncles for three days, and the other disciples just dispersed a few minutes ago. As for Mingfa, today’s In the evening, Hao Yuanwai’s house in Changsheng Town is in some difficulties, there seems to be some kind of monster, the disciple can’t go without permission, so he will send Master Ming to go there! After counting the time, I’m afraid it’s time to come back!”

“Oh? A monster?” His gray eyebrows raised, and he asked in surprise, “What kind of monster? Can Mingfa be alone?”

“The specific monsters, the disciples don’t know!” Zen Master Mingyue said lightly, “However, as far as the disciples know, there are no such monsters in Changsheng Town. Moreover, Mingfa brought the Buddhist utensils in the temple to take the monster bowls, and there are also Dozens of disciples will help, and nothing will happen!”

“No!” Who knows, Xingchen immediately shouted, “Tell me where Hao Yuanwai lives to Lao Na, and Lao Na will go and see for himself!”

“Okay…” Seeing Xingchen being so solemn, Zen Master Mingyue was also nervous. Just when he was about to speak, Xingchen raised his brows again and said with a smile, “Looks like I don’t have to go over there!”

“Oh? Mingfa…they’re back?” Chan Master Mingyue hurriedly released his weak Buddha consciousness, but unfortunately the range of his Buddha consciousness was too small to see anything.

However, Zen Master Mingyue received his Buddha consciousness and said to Xingchen and others: “Since Master Mingfa is back, the four uncles don’t have to worry about it, please go to the quiet room to rest!”

“Okay!” Xingchen nodded, looked at the Mahavira Hall and said, “I’ll be over until Lao Na has paid homage to the Buddha!”

Immediately, under the leadership of Zen Master Mingyue, Xingchen and the other four came to the quiet room that had been prepared for a long time, only Mingyue and Mingjian poured the tea, Xingchen had not taken a sip. , Ming Fa returned to the Xiaojin Temple with a dozen or so embarrassed disciples.

Mingfa and the others were injured by the rabbit’s demonic energy, their vitality was damaged, and they looked sluggish. After Mingfa ordered these disciples to go back to their rooms to rest, they came to see Zen Master Mingyue alone.

Seeing Mingfa returning with a halberd, not only Zen Master Mingyue was surprised, but Xingchen was also surprised. When Mingfa explained what happened, Zen Master Mingyue’s face changed greatly! Looking at the frowning Xingchen, Zen Master Mingyue got up, walked to Xingchen, knelt down on the ground and said, “Uncle, please save my Xiaojin Temple from destruction!”

“Ah? Why is this?” Xingchen seemed to be thinking about other things, seeing that Zen Master Mingyue was so generous, he hurriedly stretched out his hand, “Nephew, stand up and talk!”

“Uncle Master, this matter is very important! It is related to the survival of my Little Golden Temple! If Uncle Master does not agree… I am afraid that the disciple will not dare to speak up!” Chan Master Mingyue said bitterly.

“It’s actually about the survival of the Xiaojin Temple?” Xingchen was even more surprised, thought for a while, and nodded, “As long as the old man can make a move, you can say it! It’s about the safety of the Xiaojin Temple, how can the old man refuse to agree?”

After Chan Master Mingyue had finished the challenge of Xiaojin Temple and Jiang Chaoguan, and had finished talking with the immortal Buddha ceremony of Changsheng Academy, Xingchen smiled: “What does the old man think it is! This is related to the prosperity of my Buddhist sect. Even if you don’t say anything about it, the old man will take the initiative to ask Ying! It’s not a difficult thing!”

“Many thanks, Uncle!” Zen Master Mingyue was overjoyed when he saw that Xingchen didn’t blame him for his arrogance, and hurriedly thanked him, “This disciple is just thinking about taking advantage of Uncle’s presence, in one fell swoop, will block the people in front of my Xiaojin Temple. The remnants of the Taoist school have been wiped out. Unexpectedly, an unexpected opponent has appeared!”

“An unpredictable rival? What is this!” Xingchen laughed, “If you challenge Changsheng Academy, Lao Na still has to think about it, a small Jiang Chaoguan… You don’t need Lao Na to take action. I can pull them out by the roots!”

“Hehe, that’s inevitable!” Chan Master Mingyue said with a smile, “It goes without saying that it is Jiang Chaoguan, it is Changsheng Academy, since Master Uncle and others are here, they will definitely win! However, the disciple feels that Changsheng Academy is in Changsheng. There are too many forces in the town, and it is not easy to confront them with clear spears and clear swords, otherwise the Longevity Academy will also be pulled in that day!”