Fang Zheng looked at the sound and saw a fat monk standing at the door, tilting his head arrogantly, almost facing Fang Zheng with his nostrils.

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Introduce yourself, I am a monk, Nanzhu Temple Yuanchen." After saying that, the fat monk walked over, his eyes seemed to be waiting for Fang Zheng to worship.

However, he was disappointed. Not to mention him, even if the Buddha came, Fang Zheng would not worship him.

The answer to him was Fang Zheng's faint sentence: "Is there anything wrong?"

Yuanchen frowned. Obviously Fangzheng's reaction was completely different from what he thought. The monk neither pretended to be a monk nor had any awe. He just looked at him with a smile on his face, as if he was looking at a big horse monkey.

Yuan Chen said a little unhappy: "I heard that you have been making trouble in Yuze County. Tell me, who are you a master? Don't talk nonsense. There are all masters in this world. Don't blame me for exposing you in public!"

Fang Zheng looked at Yuanchen calmly: "What? Do you need to practice Buddhism by relying on the master's teachings? Can you not practice without the master's teachings?"

Yuanchen rolled his eyes and said, "Of course! Why do you practice without a teacher? As the saying goes, the master leads the door to practice, and he can't even get in. What else do you talk about when you are talking about? You don't have a teacher, right?"

Fang Zhengdao: "I have a master of the master, and I have mastered the master of the Yizhi Zen Master."

"Zen Master Yizhi? I haven't heard of it. It seems to be a wild path..." Yuan Chen became more and more arrogant.

Fang Zheng wondered, why doesn’t the monks in this world look like monks at all?

Although there are a large number of monks on Earth who don’t look like monks, they still pretend to be very similar in front of people. The point is that those monks were not originally monks, but were just students from Buddhist colleges working in temples. The true monks on Earth also practice, and they pay great attention to every word and action.

But this Yuanchen was born in a big temple, but he was full of ruffianism.

Fang Zhengdao: "You don't need to tell you how your family master practices, right?"

Yuanchen laughed: "It seems like a real wild path!"

After laughing, he turned his face and shouted: "What a courageous person, you actually dare to pretend to be a monk!"

Fang Zheng frowned: "Why did I pretend to be a monk?"

Yuanchen said: "Isn't you admit it yet? You don't have a teacher, you are just a fake monk. Who doesn't know this iron rule?"

Fang Zheng smiled: "If there is no teacher, you are a fake monk? You don't use virtue, whether the Buddhism is profound or not to judge whether a monk has a Buddha in his heart, but whether he has a teacher is distinguished?"

Yuan Chen said naturally: "That's natural. If there are teachers, they are all selected and carefully cultivated by the master. How could it be that they are not monks? And you are thinking about it by yourself, and you think it's Buddhism, but you don't know that you have already embarked on the wrong path. It's okay if you practice yourself, but you even set up a temple to deceive ordinary people. Such evil deeds are simply too numerous to write about!"

Fang Zheng was already angry when he heard this and thought to himself: "Guizuki, what is the monk in the big world like? If I were you, I would kill this guy with lightning!"

However, Fang Zheng also knew that talking about this topic with Yuanchen, a person who obviously does not understand Buddhism, was simply playing the piano for a cow. It would be better not to talk about it, so he took his disciples and left.

Yuanchen saw Fang was about to leave, and was extremely proud and said to the person next to him: "Did you see it? This little monk is incompetent and I can't speak in a few words. This is the consequence of not having a teacher, no confidence, no knowledge, no knowledge! Don't learn from him, you must follow me well and wait for your practice so that you can enter Lingshan in the future."

Fang Zheng was completely speechless. This fat man still wanted to enter Lingshan?

It's almost the same to enter the spiritual position.

Fang Zheng didn't want to talk too much to Yuanchen. He wanted to meet Liang Yu first and ask what kind of temple this Nanyu Temple is.

However, Fang Zheng wanted to leave, but someone refused to let him go.

"stop!"

A loud shout rang out.

Fang Zheng looked back and saw Yuanchen staring at Fang Zheng tightly.

Fang Zheng said: "Donor, are you in trouble?"

Yuanchen curled his lips: "It's indeed a wild way. Since you are all monks, you don't call me a Dharma name, but you call me a donor. You don't even call me a title, and you dare to pretend to be a monk? What's wrong with your monk's robes? Did you steal it?"

Speaking of this, Yuanchen's eyes shone.

Although he had not practiced Buddhism much, his vision was still good. Just when he saw Fang Zheng's moon white monk's robe passing through a piece of smoke and dust, a grain of dust had not fallen, and even the monk's robe was naturally cleared around him.

He knew immediately that it was a treasure!

So he thought about it.

Look around, it’s all about our own people, and it’s the entrance to the Yuze County Branch of Nanyuan Temple.

Let’s look at the monk again. He was either a monkey or a squirrel around him. The one who looked a bit scary was the old-fashioned and slutty salted fish. Apart from him, there were only an honest commoner and a child.

When the strength of the two sides was compared, he immediately had an idea in his mind and then he shouted Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes, and he knew that the fat man was greedy.

Xu Da couldn't see it anymore and said carefully: "Master Yuanchen, this monk's robe belongs to Fang Zheng. I went to Yizhi Temple many days ago, and he was wearing it at that time. Many people know about this."

Yuanchen glared at Xu Da, and Xu Da immediately shrank his neck and dared not speak.

Yuanchen hummed and said, "What do you know? I, Nanyu Temple, threw a treasure monk's robe three months ago. The monk's robe was snow-white and the dust did not fall.

I didn't notice it just now, until the dust flew over, I realized that the fake monk was wearing the treasure of my Nanyuan Temple! Fang Zheng didn't take it off quickly and return it, so when will it last?!"

Fang Zheng didn't care about being looked down upon by others. He was in the precepts and was out of the way and was unmoved.

But if you are slandered and haven’t responded yet, it’s not a matter of realm.

Fang Zheng was completely angry and sneered: "Donor, are you sure that my monk's robes were stolen from Nanyuan Temple?"

Yuanchen was very confident in his own combat power, and was also particularly envious of Fang Zheng's monk's robe, so he shouted: "That's natural! Fang Zheng, if you know the appearance, take off the monk's robe and send it over. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Yuanchen waved his hand and a group of people rushed out of the temple. Their heads were naked, wearing monk's robes, and looked like monks, but their expressions were fierce, and they did not have the easy-going and compassion of monks at all.

Fang Zheng said: "Forget it, I planned to investigate and deal with you before I deal with you. Since you call yourself a Buddhist and do bandits, I will clean up the door."

Yuan Chen spat: "I'm talking nonsense again! What is cleaning the portal? Are you from Nanyuan Temple? You are not from Nanyuan Temple, so why are you talking about cleaning the portal? No, you steal things first, I'm the portal."

Fang Zheng is a Buddha. Although he has no magic power, he is the title given by Buddha and others.

So, he said it would be no exaggeration to clean up the portal.

Unfortunately, Yuanchen doesn't understand.

Fang Zheng was too lazy to talk nonsense and slapped Hongbo's head.

Red Boy looked up at Fang Zheng: "Master, what are you doing?"
Chapter completed!