It was unexpectedly smooth, so smooth that Chen Huaming and Xin and others could not believe it. The four of them were ready for a bloody battle to break out of the encirclement. Unexpectedly, they successfully passed five levels without having to kill six generals.

"Holy Monk, the Qingman Temple is in front of us." Jiashi pointed to the lush green trees in front, where the edges and corners of the building could be seen faintly revealing the shade of the trees, and several tall towers stood in between.

Seen from a distance, several tall towers in the hazy mist and rain appear desolate and simple, as if they have existed here forever, giving people a mysterious, powerful and unshakable feeling, and making people curious to find out.

Judging from the location of several high towers, the scope of the temple is very large. It was obvious that it was once a large temple with strong incense, but it has lost its glory at this time. Almost all the buildings within sight have traces of being destroyed. Although they have been cleaned up

It has passed, but the remaining ruins are still obvious.

Chu Xiang didn't know what this temple looked like before. Now the gate of the temple looks a bit simple, so simple that it is crude. A wooden board four to five meters long and one meter wide stands next to a stone statue with three

Chu Xiang didn't know the big character, it should mean some kind of temple.

Next to the wooden plaque, a withered and thin monk stood there, with white hair and beard, and ordinary monk robes, just like an ordinary old monk.

"Puding Luang Po is already waiting for us." Jiashi said happily and ran quickly to the old monk beside the wooden plaque.

Chu Xiang couldn't understand what the master was talking about, but he knew that the elderly monk beside the plaque was definitely not an ordinary person. Judging from the look and behavior of the master, he was probably the abbot of this temple.

Unexpectedly, the dignified Dragon Mother of Qingman Temple was greeted at the door. Chen Huaming and Du Cuiniang were both a little surprised. You must know that Chu Xiang is not the real Master Lu Shide, but a fake one. He came to Qingman Temple just to use some special means.

Obtain some proof of identity.

The fake thing turned out to be true, and the situation was completely out of control. This situation made Chen Huaming and Du Cuiniang a little nervous. If the secret was revealed, the three of them might not be able to leave Qingman Temple.

Xin, Anbanji and Yingjing were equally nervous. They were originally bandits and had killed countless people. How could they not be nervous when facing the master of Qingman Temple? They did not feel that they had the ability to make trouble here.

At this point, we can only bite the bullet and go ahead. If we don't enter the tiger's den, we won't be able to catch the tiger's cubs.

Of course, Chu Xiang felt the tension of Chen Huaming and others. This was a good thing. It meant that they knew where their problems were. This kind of experience was a rare opportunity for them.

When his cultivation has reached the level of Chu Xiang, he has a clear mind and a sense of foresight. If the monk opposite wants to harm him, Chu Xiang will naturally feel it, so even if he knows nothing about the situation here, facing him

He was not worried even though he was an eminent monk with unpredictable cultivation, because he felt that the old monk in front of him had no murderous intention towards him. Of course, it was more about his confidence in his own strength.

Chu Xiang looked at the old monk next to the plaque, and the old monk was also looking at him. The two people's eyes met. There were no magnificent sparks bursting out, no undercurrents of calculations, but the gentle eyes were full of human fireworks, all transparent.

worldly sentiments.

At one glance, Chu Xiang knew that he had come to the right place.

At one glance, Chu Xiang knew that he was indeed the one invited by the person in front of him.

The old monk put his hands together as a salute, and Chu Xiang returned the salute with one palm.

At this moment, Chen Huaming suddenly felt that this would be a historic moment, and this meeting between the two would make history.

Chen Huaming pulled the corner of Du Cuiniang's clothes and the two of them stepped aside. Xin, Anbanji and Yingjing also stepped away smartly. Seeing this, Master Ji also stepped aside.

"Please." The old monk extended his hand to signal.

The old monk spoke Chinese and was isolated from the outside world.

"Master has a pair of wise eyes." Chu Xiang said, not surprised that the old monk revealed his origins in one word.

"Things in the world are not complicated at all." The old monk said, speaking very authentic Chinese.

Things in the world are indeed not complicated, what is complicated is the human heart.

"It seems that I am in danger but don't know it." Chu Xiang said.

"That's not necessarily true. Although human affairs are not complicated, people's hearts are not simple." The old monk said.

People's hearts are sinister and they think too much. Naturally, it is easy to ignore the origin. There are not many people who can see the essence through things. How can everyone have the insight to transcend the surface and see the root? Simple is very simple, simple but

It's also difficult.

"I feel relieved with Master's guarantee." Chu Xiang said.

"There is no need to worry in Qingman Temple," the old monk said.

It turns out that this is Qingman Temple, where Chen Huaming planned to come. The monk in front of him must be Pu Ding, the abbot of Qingman Temple. It seems that Pu Ding had already expected that he would come. I don’t know whether Chen Huaming or the other two leaked the news, or

This monk has unknown abilities.

This old monk is also a cunning guy. Chu Xiang originally wanted to trick him and guarantee his safety. The old monk solved the trap with a simple sentence and narrowed the scope to Qingman Temple.

"I heard that masters with profound Buddhist teachings can predict my journey in advance. The master can calculate my itinerary accurately. Why don't you calculate this journey for me again," Chu Xiang said.

"I was a bystander then, but now I'm a participant, so I can't tell." The old monk said.

"When did the master enter the game? Why didn't I know?" Chu Xiang asked.

"Buddha said it cannot be said." said the old monk.

"Before calculating my schedule, the master did not enter the game. After calculating my schedule, the master entered the game. Thinking about it this way, the master must have something to discuss." Chu Xiang said.

"The donor is in good shape." said the old monk.

"I heard that the accent master learned Chinese in Shanghai?" Chu Xiangdao said, changing the subject. It was not yet time to talk about serious matters, so it would be nice if the words had the upper hand.

"Teach yourself," said the old monk.

"I heard that all the eminent monks in your country are very knowledgeable, and today I saw them and they are indeed well-deserved," Chu Xiang said.

"They are all forced. Who doesn't want to be lazy?" said the old monk.

There is no Long Po who is forced out. Naturally, we cannot believe such words. Practitioners have a firm heart and only they can force themselves.

"Master, why do you learn Chinese?"

"It's a long story. In fact, I don't want to learn it. It's a waste of time. But if you don't learn it, you won't know what the essence of the other sect is. There are some mistakes in other people's translations. It's better to read the original version yourself.

Click." The old monk said.

For people who have pursuits and goals, time is naturally extremely valuable, but most people just live, and it doesn't matter how much time is wasted.

There are many sects of Buddhism circulating in the world today. After two thousand years of evolution, the differences have become more obvious. Han Buddhism is one of the main branches. The Hinayana teachings in South Asian countries have changed a lot after thousands of years of changes. If you want to truly

To achieve success in Buddhism, Han Buddhism is a school that must be studied.

"Fortunately, I don't study Buddhism, otherwise I would be in trouble." Chu Xiang said.

"Although Buddhism is profound, in the final analysis it is just a few words. I, the Buddha, am merciful and help others and myself. The donor is merciful and helps others and myself. I have learned the true meaning of it." said the old monk.

Of course, Buddhism is not only about compassion and saving people.

"I can't save others, let alone myself." Chu Xiang shook his head and continued: "Are your masters here so unscrupulous? If you put such a big hat on me, what if it breaks my neck?

manage."

"The donor is obsessed, all dharmas are empty, and he has no worries." The old monk said.

"I don't understand your methods and those methods," Chu Xiang said.

"The donor is too humble," said the old monk.

"I am an uneducated person, but I don't know what is modest or immodest." Chu Xiang said.

"An uneducated person cannot become a holy monk," said the old monk.

Holy Monk! Could it be that it was because of this title that so many masters appeared when he crossed the border? He became a holy monk in other countries and was passed down by word of mouth among the people of Myanmar.

"I don't want to be a holy monk." Chu Xiang said.

"Can't you do it for my sake?" the old monk said.

"Master's reputation is naturally great, but unfortunately I don't have that ability." Chu Xiang said, this old monk has a thick skin.

"The donor underestimates himself. Although the old monk is not a big shot, he still has a golden saying. If you are a holy monk, you will naturally be a holy monk." The old monk said.

Although the old monk's words may sound like bragging, they are indeed the truth, because he is the Dragon Po of Qingman Temple. As long as his words are spread, Chu Xiang is a holy monk, and Chu Xiang's status as a holy monk will be confirmed.

In fact, no one will doubt his identity anymore.

The purpose of Chen Huaming's planning of this trip was to confirm Chu Xiang's identity. At this time, this goal was easily achieved, but the old monk's purpose was obviously not simple. What Chu Xiang was asked to do after Chu Xiang became a holy monk was definitely not something he wanted to do.

It's a small matter, otherwise why would we send someone to the border to greet him?

He wanted to trick Chu Xiang into getting into the car with his mouth. How could Chu Xiang be so easily fooled?

"I still have some self-awareness and know that I am not a holy monk." Chu Xiang said.

"Isn't it good to be a holy monk?" the old monk asked.

"Master, don't you already have the answer in your heart?" Chu Xiang said.

"I can't leave even if I want to," the old monk said.

"Then why don't I take your place here?" Chu Xiang said.

"Isn't the donor afraid of revealing his secrets?" the old monk asked.

"I'm practicing closed-mouth meditation." Chu Xiang said.

Chu Xiang was indeed practicing the closed-mouthed meditation, but the old monk broke his closed-mouthed meditation with the Chinese word "please".

"What's the use of the donor staying here if he keeps practicing the meditation?" said the old monk.

The old monk's words were very straightforward, but in fact, if Chu Xiang stayed here, it would naturally be for the Buddhist Dharma here. If he kept silent, he would not be able to obtain these, and he would not be able to communicate with other monks who are profound in Buddhism.

There is no point in staying here.

"Just leave if it's no use." Chu Xiang said.

"Are you going back like this?" the old monk asked, obviously he had guessed Chu Xiang's purpose to some extent, otherwise he would not have set up a trap for Chu Xiang long ago.
Chapter completed!