Red Boy curled his lips and said, "I don't understand what you are talking about, why is the Buddha's aura scary?"

Shaking his head, Red Boy turned around and left.

When I met the Red Boy in Kong, I didn’t understand and tried hard to explain: “In this world, there are warriors and practitioners. Warriors are divided into acquired warriors and innate warriors. Those who have achieved great martial arts have a certain chance to see through the shackles of heaven and earth and enter the realm of practice.

Cultivators are divided into six realms: induced qi into the body, condensed elixirs into shape, derived from celestial phenomena, ascending to the sky on the spiritual platform, knocking on the door through tribulation, and ascending to become an immortal. However, even a peerless strong man who ascended to become an immortal realm, there is only one wisp of immortal energy or Buddha energy contained in his body. That is the foundation of becoming an immortal, also known as the immortal root, the key to becoming an immortal...

But the monkey's body was full of Buddha's energy! That was the power that surpassed this world, do you understand?"

I asked the Red Boy in the air.

After scratching his head, Hongboy shook his head again: "I understand a little, but you are weaker than him."

Kong Xiang felt like he was going crazy. A divine ape with Buddha energy flowing in his body was actually called a weak chicken by a doll? The key is that the divine ape seemed to have no intention of refuting. Is this little monk even more powerful?

Thinking of that giant wolf again...

For a moment, Kong Xiang felt that this small temple was full of extremely terrifying existences.

At this moment, he finally completely let go of all the luck and revenge in his heart.

Just kidding, such a terrifying place, revenge?

I am afraid that all the ancestors of Nanyuan Temple will be dug out, and it will not be enough for the monkey to beat them.

Before, Kong Xiang thought that he would not go back for a long time, and Nanyu Temple would follow his waist card to search and rescue him. Now he only hopes that the people from Nanyu Temple will not come, and even if they come, they should not act excessively.

Otherwise, Nanyuan Temple will be in danger!

Looking at the broom in my hand, although Kong Xiang didn't want to, he still knelt down and swept up the ground.

By chance, a pilgrimage came at this time.

"Oh, Master Jingxin, why is this master kneeling on the ground to sweep the floor?" asked a pilgrim curiously.

Red Boy clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, this master is practicing."

The other party said astonished: "There are still people who practice like this? This is rare."

Red Boy said, "Yes, it's rare. I haven't seen it before. It's probably the unique practice method of Nanyuan Temple. After all, I've done too many sins, so I feel at ease when I kneel down."

Kong Xiang's old face was teased by Hongbo's red hair, but he didn't dare to refute it, so he could only lower his head to sweep the floor.

The other party exclaimed: "He is a monk from Nanyuan Temple? He kneels on the ground and sweeps the floor in Yijing Temple?"

Red Boy said, "Yes, is there anything strange? What's wrong with Nanyuan Temple? Even if the Heavenly King comes, I have to kneel down."

The other party was speechless and left after hustle and burning incense.

Not long after, the news that the monks from Nanyuan Temple knelt on the ground and swept the floor in Yizhi Temple spread in Yuze County.

For a moment, countless people were merciless and they all ran to the temple to see what was going on.

As a result, the incense in the temple was actually driven by the empty phase.

The only thing that made Jingxin depressed was that the person who came asked, "Is that really a monk from Nanyuan Temple?"

"Is that really a monk from Nanyuan Temple? What's his name?"

...

Later, Jingxin didn't ask any questions, so she wrote a note and posted it on the back of Kongxiang, which read: "Nanzhou Temple, inner courtyard, Kongxiang."

Then, Kongxiang became famous in Yuze County. Almost everyone knows that there is a Nanyuan Temple. Kongxiang, a disciple in the inner courtyard, kneeled down at Yijing Temple and swept the floor.

The news also spread to Andong City with the merchants, and then to Nanzhou Temple.

Bang!

An old monk slapped the table and said angrily: "Bastard! A little finger at the temple, dares to insult me ​​Nanyuan Temple?! Come!"

"First seat, you call me?" A young monk walked in respectfully.

The old monk is Nanfu Temple, Guangli, the first precept hall.

Guangli said: "You go to the Yizi Temple with me, I want to see what kind of temple dares to seize my monks in Nanyuan Temple!"

After Guangli finished speaking, he took the young monk out of the temple gate, then soared into the air and headed straight for the temple.

On the way, the young monk said, "First, should we just go up the mountain gate, or what?"

Guangli said: "What do you want to say?"

The young monk said: "Although my Nanyuan Temple is famous, it is only in Lingnan. Who doesn't know the status of our Nanyuan Temple in the entire Andong City? Who dares to stroke the tiger's beard?

This is the case. If the other party dares to do this, it must be based on something.

The disciple thinks, should we explore the reality and the reality first and then make plans?

If they have a great origin, we can find a way to deal with it.

If they have no origin, it will not be too late for us to use thunder means."

Guangli fell into deep thought. He was indeed angry before and a little impatient.

Now that I think carefully, Tongshun's words are very reasonable, so Guangli nodded slightly and said, "That's what I think. When I arrive at the place, you and I will become ordinary pilgrims, and go in and find out."

"The first one is wise!" Monk Tongshun shouted.

Guangli smiled with satisfaction. He liked Tongshun, but he liked his excitement.

The speed of flying clouds and fog is very fast. It takes an hour for ordinary people to take a day boat trip.

From afar, Guangli saw a small temple standing there among the mountains. The temple was not filled with incense, but it was full of fireworks and smoke curling with cooking fires.

Guangli pressed down Yuntou, waved his hand and changed into the appearance of a scholar and a scholar boy with Tongshun.

The two looked at each other and confirmed that there was no flaw, then they walked towards Yizhi Temple.

"Remember, now my name is Li Guangli, and that's Li Tongshun." said Monk Guangli.

Tongshun nodded immediately to show that he understood.

Guangli observed the temple while walking...

Tongshun said: "I can't see any tricks in this small temple. There are only a trace of incense above. Obviously, the incense is not very strong. Can such a small temple produce powerful monks?"

Guangli said: "Maybe you and I have been worried too much. This is a small temple, and the monks inside are also very ordinary."

As the two of them spoke, they came to the gate of Yizhi Temple. The two tall buildings, the bell tower and the drum tower, were in sight.

The two pavilions were very tall, exuding a quaint atmosphere. Guangli tried to feel the aura of these two tall buildings, and finally shook his head and said, "It's not a magic weapon, it's just an ordinary thing."

Then he stopped looking at the two tall buildings and stepped over them.

But the next moment, Guangli was shocked!

I saw a pond coming into my eyes. The spiritual energy in the pond turned into a mist and evaporated, and the fragrance spreads in the temple with the wind!
Chapter completed!