I'm really a decent cultivator

"People's hearts are not old, and the world is cold. A temporary Huadu Conference attracted all the attention. Our Buddha's Fate Conference, where there are beauties singing and dancing, I have thought of some ways, hoping to Keep it up."

"Then how can the Buddha Words Hall in Yunfu Temple be better and better, and our thousands of years of Buddhist fate will become less and less important, haven't you reflected on it?" the old monk asked leisurely.

Although what he said seemed to be blaming, there was no harshness in his tone.

"I've thought about it." Chan Master Fashan replied.

"The results of it?"

"People in Chaoyang City..." Chan Master Fashan said, "It's not serious."

"Heh." The old monk couldn't help laughing: "You just reflected on this?"

"When you don't collide with the Huadu Conference, the Buddha's Fate Conference is actually not bad... It's only after this meeting that you know what is more important in the hearts of the people."

"In the early years, there were only a lot of brothels and restaurants in Shenluo City. Over time, they developed into a pillar industry, and now they have become a local scene." Zen Master Fashan shook his head and said: "Women elsewhere are ashamed to live in brothels, but only the girls here Everyone dreams of becoming an oiran and fascinating all living beings. The people in this city are also proud of it."

"Why is it worth being so obsessed with the matter of men and women?"

"Strange."

"That's all..." The old monk also shook his head: "Anyway, the success or failure of my Bailong Temple is not in this meeting of Buddha's destiny."

Zen Master Fashan replied: "Yes...the future of Bailong Temple depends on the ancestor..."

The old monk frowned in a rare way, and said coldly: "As the abbot of a temple, you actually have such thoughts of relying on others, how should you punish?"

When Chan Master Fashan heard this, he was also startled, and he paused and said, "Disciple is confused, after the Buddha Fate Meeting, please ask yourself to face the wall for three years."

"Yes." The old monk nodded slightly.

After being silent for a while, he said again: "We arrived at Yunfu Temple on this southern tour. Jiang Yiyi has not attained Bodhi in the human world. Master still has a chance."

"Huh?" Chan Master Fashan was also delighted.

"But you should not relax. The White Dragon Temple belongs to you as well as ours, but in the final analysis it belongs to you." The old monk warned again: "If you want to restore the glory of the past, you need to strengthen yourself."

"I understand." Zen Master Fashan agreed, then suddenly raised his finger and said, "Look, the one who is going up the mountain now is the second prince, Ye Shuo, who came from the Old City of the Western Regions."

In the direction he pointed, through the vast clouds and mist, it took someone with excellent eyesight to vaguely see a row of black spots winding up the mountain.

But the two monks talked from here, as if they were right in front of them.

It was a young man with blond hair and soft shawl, and a handsome face. He had warm eyes and a warm smile on his face.Wearing a plain robe with tufted floral sleeves, she is walking towards Bailong Temple step by step along the mountain road.

Behind him, followed by a group of more than a hundred people, all of them looked like ordinary people.

In front of him, some preachers came back one after another, but there were as many as a dozen letters or none at all.

For a team as big as his, the truth is a bit exaggerated.

"Is this boy good?" the old monk asked.

"Yes." Zen Master Fashan said: "When he was in the Western Regions, he practiced under the seat of Aurora Bodhisattva, and his comprehension was extremely high. When I first arrived, I had a long talk with him. The Dharma he learned was quite profound. Yuanhui, I am also the most optimistic about him."

"Well, the younger generation is awesome." The old monk nodded neither sad nor happy.

Suddenly, he raised his skinny arm and pointed further away.

"What about that?" Chan Master Fashan looked in the direction he pointed and saw a longer line.

There were hundreds of people in that group, and more and more people were leaving Chaoyang City Gate and walking towards the foot of Hongdu Mountain.In comparison, the team just now pales in comparison.

The first person, the green shirt is plain.

Zen Master Fashan's expression became a little embarrassed.

"This kid..."

"It's a monk."

"." The old monk.

The gathering place of the Foyuanhui is on the hillside of Hongdu, a square in front of the mountain gate of Bailong Temple.

Adjacent to one side of the mountain wall is the viewing seat, where there are Buddhist practitioners from all corners of the country and some other high-ranking people.

The central square is filled with ordinary believers. As the preachers in Shenluo City return one after another, nearly [-] people have gradually gathered.

Some jugglers and peddlers wandered among the crowd, and it was very lively for a while.

The contestants come back and hand over their scriptures to the monks of Bailong Temple, and they are waiting here for the time being.

Qing Chen's eyes wandered among the crowd for a while, and found the target this time.

Ye Shuo, the second prince of the Ancient City of the Western Regions.

His appearance can be considered extremely outstanding in the crowd of mortals, coupled with his warm eyes and gentle temperament, it is easy to give people a good impression.

Surrounding him were a few senior Buddhist monks chatting with him. It didn't look like they were talking to the younger generation, but rather like they were discussing friendship with each other.

In the early years, the countries of the Western Regions have always been barbaric lands in the eyes of the people of the Central Plains.

However, after thousands of years of cultural influence, many civilizations in the Western Regions can now be called prosperous.

In recent years, outstanding people from the Western Regions have often entered the Central Plains, and they can also leave a strong mark on the scrolls of the Heluo Dynasty.

Ye Shuo is obviously one of them.

This Buddha's Fate Meeting may be the node for him to take off as the proud son of heaven from the Western Regions.

Unfortunately……

Qing Chen rubbed his chin, and the easiest way to not let him get the Buddha's Fate was to get it by himself.

if not.

Maybe I have to find a way to vote for him...

Ok.

……

The second prince of Bulaocheng was chatting with several Heluo eminent monks when he suddenly felt a thorn in his back.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a handsome young man in Tsing Yi who was looking at him intentionally or unintentionally.

If other people are spying like this, the prudent Ye Shuo will inevitably suspect that he has malicious intentions.But seeing this person's appearance, Ye Shuo's thoughts went astray.

He couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.

Can the Central Plains give birth to such a character?I have never seen or heard anything in the Western Regions.

Is it the difference of water and soil?
Or climate...temperature...light?
He didn't have time to think about it, because two other subordinates from the Western Regions waved to him in the distance.

He immediately apologized to several monks and ran over there.

The eminent monks of Heluo didn't worry about it. Although Ye Shuo was young, he practiced under the seat of Aurora Bodhisattva in the Western Regions, and his seniority was frighteningly high.

Seriously speaking, Zen Master Fashan is probably a generation lower than him.

Moreover, he is not only of high seniority, but also has an extremely profound grasp of Buddhist principles.No matter in terms of seniority or Buddhism, they cannot be regarded as juniors.

Ye Shuo took the two men to a corner and asked, "How is it?"

"I couldn't find the appearance of the Goddess of Luoshui. My subordinates have asked around, but there are several painters who have drawn the appearance of the Goddess of Luoshui, but no matter who painted the face, the face is very blurry. It is said that it was painted that day. It's foggy."