The Little Monk Goes Down the Mountain [Transmigration Book]

Zhan Ming was right. He had just entered the house for only a stick of incense, and Xue Yang, his daughter Xue Bing, and a few young people from their own branch came to the Yingke Residence .

Seeing Xue Lin guarding the door, Xue Yang looked impatient, and scolded: "Hurry up and report! What are you doing standing here!"

Xue Rin glanced at Xue Yang, and there was a bit of cruelty in his eyes, but this expression was also fleeting, and the next moment he returned to the previous low-browed and pleasing look.

"Senior is in samadhi in the house, and he once ordered no one to disturb you." His tone was low, his eyebrows were slightly lowered, and he couldn't see clearly the expression on his face.

Xue Yang frowned when he heard this, and wanted to brush him away with a wave of his sleeve, but Xue Bing held his arm by the side.

Xue Bing smiled, looked at Xue Lin with a gentle expression, and said softly: "A Lin, you have been back to Xue's house for so long, and you should know the significance of Zhaohui Temple in the East China Sea. This little master Zhanming is different. Ordinary people are disciples of Zhaohui Temple's presiding lineage, and a distinguished guest of our Xue family. As the head of the Xue family, if father doesn't go to pay a visit, I'm afraid he will be offended, but it's the fault of the entire Xue family. For the Xue family, they should also understand this truth, right?"

Xue Bingwen had a gentle and gentle attitude, but the words in his mouth were aggressive, but Xue Rin remained silent, didn't even raise his eyes, just lowered his head, looking docile and honest, but he still didn't retreat a step.

A hint of impatience flashed across Xue Bing's gentle brows and eyes, but after all she was deep in thought, she just smiled softly and said nothing.

But Xue Zhun, who was originally standing behind Xue Yang, couldn't help it anymore, and said loudly: "Father, sister, why do you bother to talk nonsense with this little bastard? If he dares not go in and report, I will beat him all over the floor Looking for teeth!" As he said this, his eyes were eager to try, with a hint of pure evil.

Hearing what his younger brother said, Xue Bing frowned slightly, but he didn't speak to stop him, and Xue Yang just watched coldly without saying a word.

Seeing that his sister and father did not stop him, Xue Zhun couldn't help feeling ecstatic, and immediately threw out a white drill to hit Xue Rin's face. He usually bullied him like this, so when he did this thing, he also Exceptionally handy.

Seeing Xue Zhun's menacing approach, Xue Rin couldn't help but took two steps back, but she didn't confront him head-on. She just dodged left and right, trying to avoid Xue Zhun's sharp edge.

It's just that although Xue Zhun is a dude, he was taught by Xue Yang's subordinates, and he can be regarded as a young talent, so Xue Rin just blindly hides. Rin just gritted his teeth and endured, without saying a word.

Xue Zhun became more and more angry, and finally put away Bai Lian in his hand, took out a flying sword, and hit Xue Rin.

Xue Bing originally wanted Xue Zhun to teach Xue Rin a lesson, but now that they were going to meet each other, he became a little anxious for a while, and hurriedly said loudly: "Ah Zhun!"

It's just that it's already too late now, Xue Zhun's flying sword has already been thrown away, Xue Bing was anxious when he saw it, and threw the streamer in his hand, trying to stop Xue Zhun's flying sword, if it was just a fight between brothers It's okay to fight and fight, if it's really a sword confrontation, it's a big deal.

And it was still outside Zhanming's yard, which made people laugh.

It's just that just as Xue Bing's streamer was shot, the flying sword that Xue Zhun threw suddenly fell from the sky without any warning.

Xue Bing frowned slightly, and took the streamer back. She had just formed a pill last year, and she felt very clearly that the person who knocked down Xue Zhun's flying sword was more powerful than herself.

"But Master Zhanming?" Xue Yang stepped forward immediately. After all, he is a high-level monk, and Zhanming's skill is not worth mentioning in front of him.

As soon as Xue Yang finished speaking, the door of the guest house opened, and Zhan Ming walked out from the door with a gentle and calm expression.

"Amitabha, I have met all of you Tanyue, but I don't know if Tanyue is here for something important?"

Zhan Ming was actually very impatient at this time, and he couldn't even hide. These people are really tricky.

Xue Yang had a somewhat indifferent attitude towards Zhan Ming, he didn't take it seriously, and waved his hand lightly: "It's too rude for me not to greet you in person when the little master came to Xue's house."

"Monks don't pay attention to common etiquette, so Tanyue doesn't have to." Zhan Ming glanced at Xue Yang, and from his eyes, he didn't see the slightest sign of apology.

Xue Yang was blocked by Zhan Ming's words, but he didn't dare to lose his temper to Zhan Ming like he was to Xue Yin, so he could only keep silent, not knowing what to say for a while.

Seeing that the scene became ugly, Xue Bing immediately stood up with a smile: "It is an honor for the Xue family to come to the Xue family, senior. I wonder how is Master Jixuan at Zhaohui Temple?"

Zhan Ming frowned slightly, and when she heard about Ji Xuan, he looked at Xue Bing squarely.

Although Zhan Ming has been in this world for many years, he has never been out of Zhaohui Temple. This is the first time he has gone out, so he has never seen a woman in these many years. The first woman he saw was also the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life, including his last life.

"Jixuan and I haven't seen each other for half a year, but the last time we saw each other, my nephew had already broken through the Nascent Soul, so now I think I'm watching in the sea of ​​clouds."

This woman actually knows Jixuan. Jixuan is considered an outstanding person in the Jizi generation. He is a disciple of his big brother Zhan Su. This year, he is only 260 and seven years old. The speed is so fast that even the master abbot can't help but look sideways. As soon as he breaks through, he enters the phaseless sea of ​​clouds in Zhaohui Temple, which only people in the late stage of transformation can enter to watch the appearance of all living beings. This is a strange thing in Zhaohui Temple.

"So that's how it is. Thinking about the farewell back then, Master Jixuan has become a cultivator of Huashen for many years." Xue Bing smiled softly, but Zhan Ming always felt that there was a bit of bitterness in her smile.

Zhan Ming glanced at Xue Yang, who was turning blue, and couldn't help but make some calculations. This calculation doesn't matter, but Zhan Ming was really startled, and looked at Xue Bing with some surprise.

This woman is actually 230 years old.

The lifespan of a golden core monk is only five hundred years old, 230 years old, which is almost over half, and it is only the early stage of golden core, this woman is afraid that the road will be difficult and dangerous.

"Amitabha." Zhan Ming narrowed his eyebrows. Ever since he came here, he knew that the road to cultivation is not smooth, so even if he has a cultivation physique that is rarely seen in Zhaohui Temple for tens of thousands of years, he walks on this road with trepidation. After all, asking for longevity is not a simple matter. Apart from personal qualifications, other things are also very important.

And the woman in front of me, if Zhan Ming guessed correctly, is the Taoist partner of the heroine in the original book. This person only appeared a few lines in the early stage, and then there was no news. Fallen.

Xue Bing finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhanming's benevolent face. Jixuan came from Zhaohui Temple back then, and he was famous in the East China Sea. Although she had a relationship with Jixuan once, if there is any friendship, it is It's a joke.

"Senior, if you leave Bodhi Island this time, do you have anything to do in the East China Sea? If you have anything, just ask for it, and you will not disappoint you." Xue Bing understands the truth that if you want to take something, you must give it first. Before the evil god left, the Bodhisattva in Zhaohui Temple must be optimistic.

Zhan Ming's heart moved slightly, and he knew that Xue Bing was trying to show his favor, but now that Xue's family was in trouble, he naturally wouldn't fall into the quagmire easily.

"Tan Yue is being polite. The poor monk has nothing to do. It's just that he has been practicing for the past few days. If he wants to enter meditation, please ask Tan Yue to do something convenient."

Zhan Ming made up his mind to take care of himself alone, Xue Bing gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do, he could only look at Xue Yang, Xue Yang sighed in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Little master, just rest assured and practice."

Zhan Ming nodded in satisfaction, and was about to turn back and enter the room, but remembered one more thing. He glanced at Xue Lin who was standing aside with a calm expression, pursed his lips, and said, "There is one more thing."

Hearing that Zhan Ming breathed a sigh of relief, Xue Bing's eyes lit up.

"This child." Zhan Ming pointed to Xue Lin who was standing aside: "I think he has extraordinary aptitude and is honest, but he is somewhat similar to my practice method. If Tan Yue is at ease, he can be placed with me. , but can be referred to each other.”

Zhan Ming speaks modestly, but everyone knows that a Jindan Buddhist cultivator needs to refer to a foundation-building Daoist cultivator's practice method. It made Xue Yang a little angry, but he didn't dare to refute after all, so he could only expect to respond stiffly in the end.

Now that the child has passed Ming Road, Zhan Ming is relieved. If he wants to come to retreat for a few days, no one will bully this child. After all, this child is now on his side. , and he had to give Zhaohui Temple a face.

When the two of them entered the yard, and the people outside also left, Zhan Ming heard that everyone had almost left, so he turned his head and looked at the stubborn child standing in front of him, and he couldn't help sighing. Take a breath.

"Why didn't you fight back?" Zhan Ming said softly, he could tell that this child's cultivation was definitely higher than that of Xue Zhun's, whether it was breath or skills, he was thicker and rounder than Xue Zhun.

Xue Rin clenched his fists, not daring to look up at Zhan Ming, only his slender eyelashes trembled slightly.

This is the first time for Zhan Ming to take a closer look at this child. Xue Lin is still a teenager in terms of body shape. Although he is slender and tall, he is still slender compared to Zhan Ming's adult figure. His face is delicate and his features are elegant , especially those eyes, dark and translucent, bottomless.

This person looks a bit inconspicuous at first glance, but after a long time, you can see his outstanding appearance hidden under his youthful appearance.

"I know you may not be doing well in Xue's house." Zhan Ming said after consideration: "But now that you are here with me, you can rest assured that your practice is a bit out of order, I'm afraid it's a casual The road was repaired, but the general direction is correct, you take this exercise book first." Zhan Ming took out a copy of "Five Yang True Qi" exercises from his sleeve and handed it to Xue Lin.

"This is Zhaohui Temple's basic exercise for ordinary disciples. Your spiritual root is fire, so you can't practice Xue's exercise. Use this practice first. If I come across a good exercise in the future, I will find it for you." Come."

Xue Lin took the exercise from Zhan Ming, and he held the thin book tightly. He knew what Zhaohui Temple meant to the entire East China Sea, and he also knew what the exercise of Zhaohui Temple meant to the monks in the entire East China Sea. What, and the person in front of him, so casually, but sincerely handed over this exercise that almost the entire Donghai people thought about like crazy, and asked him to practice hard.

Xue Rin didn't know what to say for a moment, he just stared blankly at Zhan Ming, a little at a loss.