After lunch, Xuan Wu took the initiative to take over the work of washing dishes. Yuanxing was not polite, and the rules were like this. He could not eat without work. Although he received a foreign monk for the first time, he had been on the outside order and working outside was a normal thing.

When I wandered into the yard, I saw the pitiful white fox looking at his own, and then I went forward and untied the rope and put it on the ground: "You go."

As soon as the white fox fell to the ground, he shook his hair all over his body, shook his tail and ran out. Before leaving the door, he had not forgotten to look back at the monk.

Yuanxing didn't take this seriously at all and put the fox on his backyard. He came to the small vegetable garden that was opened for a short time and bent down to weed. In summer, the grass always grows faster than vegetables, and he is not afraid of having no work to do.

Yuanxing was rid of grass. At some point Xuanwu came over and saw that he had planted vegetables in the backyard. His face changed and he said, "It means that all monks should live by begging for food and begging for purity. You should not follow the four evil foods of the mouth and mouth. You should live by yourself..." After a pause, he asked again, "Have you never taught me by my junior brother? How can monks cultivate fields and plant life? Isn't it a sin to hurt your life in the soil?"

Yuan Xing was stunned for a moment before reacting, turned his head to look at him, smiled, and said, "It varies from time to place. My Zen Buddhism has always been committed to self-sufficiency and self-sufficiency."

Although he had just come to this world, he studied at a high monk in the Causal Sect more than 700 years later, so he is not unfamiliar with the religious development of this world. Because of the rampant monsters, the practitioner's status is very high and naturally he will not be suppressed and restricted by those in power, so there is no school similar to Zen.

But when ancient systems were introduced to a place, they always had to adapt to local conditions, not a single layer of unchanging. The Buddhism of the Li Dynasty was very different from the original Buddhism. At least, in terms of doctrine, it also incorporated many local religious factors into it. Compared with the original Buddhism, it is different.

"Zen Buddhism..." Xuan Wu murmured for a few words, feeling that he was not perfunctory, so he was sure that Yuanxing was really from a remote school.

The latter was still busy with his head down and did not see any changes in the other person's eyes when he looked at him.

On the second day, due to the differences in scriptures, the two monks had their own morning classes. Xuanwu was very surprised to learn that Yuan Xing did not have the habit of eating breakfast. You should know that most practitioners in this world learned about martial arts, so he was like this. It would be fine if he didn’t eat after noon, but how could he survive the consumption of martial arts practice without eating morning vegetarian food?

Yuanxing just smiled and refused to answer this question, and he was embarrassed to say it. In fact, even when he was placing an order in Baoguang Temple, he had never stopped his medicinal food, and now he has no money to buy medicine. So he was a little lazy in martial arts, and he could only stretch his muscles and bones every day.

Xuanwu only thought that his martial arts were magical, so he went to the breakfast shop in the town to eat alone. Yuanxing cleaned the courtyard before returning with half a fan of pork and a can of oil. Yuanxing's face changed, but he also knew that the monks of Li Dynasty had no rules that they had to eat vegetarian food, so they really didn't say much. When they were vegetarian at noon, they tried to swallow the dry rice. Seeing this, Xuanwu stopped talking about eating meat the next day, let alone doing it.

In addition to the little surprise of schoolwork and living habits, these two monks are quite happy to get along with each other, and often discuss Buddhism and martial arts together in their spare time.

In Yuanxing's opinion, the other party is old and has rich experience. Although Buddhism is not as proficient as Master Mingguang from later generations, his sect's research on the meaning of the scriptures is quite eye-catching. Needless to say, martial arts is innate, and it is naturally much better than himself.

From Xuanwu's perspective, Junior Yuanxing, who was in front of him, only lacked experience and had less understanding of things in the world. However, his understanding of Buddhism is very unique. Aside from the jealous martial arts talent, the most valuable thing is that he is smart, studious and talented. In time, he will be a great monk.

After two days like this, both sides benefited.

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Because of one more person, the renovation of the wall of the small temple progressed faster. On the third day of Xuanwu's arrival, it was finally completely completed.

It's sunny and the weather is just right today.

After the two of them had lunch, they thought they had nothing to do, so they made an appointment to go to the town together.

Xuan Wu was really wandering around, while Yuan Xing chatted with people he knew, but for his own task. He didn't know which family the so-called powerful man was reincarnated in. He asked so hard just to know some information in advance and react as soon as possible when the strange phenomenon occurs.

Anyone who encounters a practitioner is actually an innate master. What kind of demon in the mission description exists?

Whenever he thought of this, he had to be nervous, cough! Anyway, he made up his mind that if he could do this task, he would do it as soon as the enemy was too powerful, so he would shamelessly ask Jin Chan to send him back.

Well, it’s better to be more refreshed than to have a knife on the left and right. It’s really not a good time to live a life with your heart all day.

After wandering around like this, the two monks returned slowly.

But not long after leaving the town, I saw a large group of people gathered at the gate of my temple. I didn’t know what happened, it was noisy.

"Amitabha, all the donors come here..." Yuan Xing walked a few steps closer and asked. However, before he finished speaking, a hand appeared in front of him, pointed at his nose, and shouted sternly: "You bald donkey do such dirty things, why are you pretending to be serious?"

Where is this? Is it true that the monk is honest and honest? Yuan Xing was confused. He pointed at him with a thin, dark and thin young man, dressed as a farmer, and his clothes were covered with mud ideas. Beside him, there were men and women, old and young, all of whom were in coarse linen clothes, dark skin, and none of them looked clean.

With his good memory, people who have seen him once will always have some impressions, but the people in front of him are very unfamiliar with him, and it seems that he has never seen him before.

This is strange. I chant scriptures and vegetarian food here, but I have never left.

"Is there any misunderstanding?" Yuan Xing smiled angrily.

"Misunderstanding?" The young man snorted coldly, grabbed Yuan Xing's collar, pulled away the person blocking him while pulling him, and took a few steps to a ox cart behind him.

"Don't you recognize this person?" He pointed to the car and shouted sternly.

"This..." Yuan Xing looked at the woman with disheveled hair lying on the ox cart. Seeing her aura faded, her face turned pale, she seemed to be seriously ill, but she really had no impression.

The lapel of the clothes was tighter, and the young man looked at him with doubt, and immediately became furious, clenched his fist with his other hand and hit him in the face.

Yuan Xing waved his head to avoid it, and the young man became even more angry. He punched twice again, and even used his legs and feet.

But how good is Yuanxing? How could he succeed? He was defeated by the attacks several times. The young man was extremely angry. The young man yelled: "Everyone goes together and kill this raptor."

In fact, there is no need for him to speak. When he attacked Yuanxing, a circle of people around him surrounded him, punching and kicking straight to the monk.

Yuan Xing sighed, and pulled off the other party's hand that was holding on his collar with a little force. He just wanted to see what was going on. Moreover, these were ordinary people, so he was not afraid and let others hold them. But this does not mean that he was willing to accept the beating.

I was about to take action to calm the other party down.

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the side: "The Buddhist land is pure, how can you let you be arrogant?"

Immediately afterwards, a ring knife flashed with a sharp cold light and poured into the ground around the crowd. Half of the blade entered the ground, and it was still buzzing for a long time.
Chapter completed!