Xianzun, your magic weapon has escaped again

Folun Mountain is the first mountain of Buddhism and Taoism, the holy mountain in the heart of Buddhist cultivators, and the Buddhist temples in the world are basically under the management of Folun Mountain.

Becoming the abbot of Folun Mountain is extremely difficult, no less difficult than becoming an immortal.

Kerianka did it.

He was originally an unfavored disciple of the Lian family. Although he is a direct descendant, he has no talent for cultivation. Powerful, easy to understand, simply entered the Buddhist gate.

This practice lasted for thousands of years until he became the abbot of Folun Mountain today.

He looked at the people from the Lian family in front of him, raised his hand and recited the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, I'm sorry, Lord Lian, what you said, the poor monk will not tolerate."

Lian Yinzhuo looked at him closely, and said, "Xiao Fan is your niece, you watched her grow up."

Lianjia shook her head, "Life and death are determined. Since she has returned to reincarnation, she should not return to this world."

Lian Qingye took a step forward and couldn't help but said: But she is your own niece, now the chance of rebirth is in front of you, how can you give up so easily?

Lianjia didn't speak any more, just said: "Yunji, see off the guests."

A monk wearing a half mask in the corner stepped forward with a smile and said, "Everyone, please follow me."

No matter how unwilling the people of the Lian family were, seeing Lian Jia closing his eyes and knocking on the wooden fish, he had no choice but to withdraw.

The wooden fish sound of "da da" echoed in the smoky Buddhist hall, and the huge golden Buddha statue on the altar smiled kindly, with gentle eyebrows, as if sentient beings.

The most sentient being in the world is the Buddha, and the most ruthless is also the Buddha.

Not long after, Yun Ji stepped into the house, gave a salute, and said: "Abbot, I have sent you away."

As soon as the sound of the wooden fish stopped, Lianjia raised her head, her eyes were calm and waveless, like the deepest stagnant water.

He asked lightly: "Have you seen Junior Brother Ming Kong?"

Yun Ji said: "Master Ming Kong is receiving pilgrims in the front hall."

Lianjia paused, and asked, "Is that Hanshui palace lady pilgrim again?"

Yun Ji nodded, "Yes."

Lianjia closed her eyes, began to knock on the wooden fish again, and murmured: "Sin, sin."

Yun Ji gave a salute, turned around and left.

Outside the door, a man in black had been waiting for a long time. Seeing him come out, he smiled slightly, "It's over?"

Yun Ji nodded, "It's over for now, as long as the Lian family doesn't cause trouble, this puja should be able to finish normally." He paused, then sighed again, "But I always feel very nervous, Very hanging!"

Jun Mian looked calm, "Oh, they will definitely cause trouble."

"Amitabha." Yun Ji recited the Buddha's name and shook his head solemnly, "Monks don't discuss right and wrong, sins, sins."

Jun Mian sneered, raised his hand and took out a half mask and put it on his face, covering the half of Buddha's face, then took off the mask on the other side, revealing an evil devil face underneath. Very proficient, I don't know how many times I have done this.

He raised his chin, "Okay, let's talk."

Yun Ji curled up half of the corner of his mouth, and his whole face looked very charming, "The theme of this puja is to pray for couples. There will be a couple for a lifetime. As long as you bring your lover to the puja, there is a [-]% chance of fulfilling the purpose of your prayer. Lian Qingye has admired Lian Yinfan for a long time, Bai Yunyu is gone, and there is another reincarnation lamp that can bring the dead back to life. Lian Yinfan has the hope of resurrection, they have the opportunity to be together, how can they give up easily? Just convince the reincarnation lamp..."

He spread his hands and made a helpless expression, "You understand."

Jun Mian shook her head mockingly, "It's just a hypocrite. If he hadn't been able to transform into a god and was one of the five elders of the Lian family, I don't think anyone would recognize him as an unrelated outsider!"

Yun Ji smiled, "I smelled the chaos, and I was a little excited..."

Jun Mian glanced at him, flipped his hands, put the half mask on his face again, and took off the original mask along the way, revealing the cold and dignified face of a monk.

Yun Ji blinked, his expression quickly switched to a face of compassion, and he said guiltily: "Sin, sin, I hope there will be no chaos, Amitabha."

Jun Mian seemed to have gotten used to his two diametrically opposite faces, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Let's go, the Immortal Venerable should be coming soon, let's find a place to hide."

Yun Ji nodded, and the two left together.

When Mu Chongzi and Bai Xingyuan came, there were already many couples who came to participate in the Dharma meeting. The Daguang Dharma Hall on the top of Buddha Wheel was full of couples of pilgrims coming and going. There are Xiu, and there are even a few demon cultivators, but these demon cultivators are accompanied by a monk, who seems to be escorting, more like surveillance.

"The visitor is a guest. Although the Buddha and the devil are incompatible, the purpose of this Dharma meeting is to pray for blessings. Although there are few demon cultivators with Taoist companions, they still exist." Bai Xingyuan explained, "Buddhas love all living beings. It's reasonable, when the demon cultivators don't do evil, they won't kill them all, but they will arrange people to monitor them so as not to cause trouble."

Mu Chongzi nodded and said, "Since you're here, let's go burn the incense sticks first."

The two came to the Daguang Dharma Hall together. The huge hall with a golden background was full of golden statues of the Buddhas. There were people coming and going, and it was quite lively.

Bai Xingyuan put a layer of blindness on her body, so it didn't affect other people. The two of them took the incense from the young monk at the side and put it in the incense burner in front of them.

After the ceremony, he was about to get up and leave, but he saw a woman in blue clothes walking out of the side hall behind the Buddha statue with a cold face, behind her was a woman about 30 years old, wearing a red cassock, and her cultivation was at the Nascent Soul stage The monk followed out and shouted anxiously: "Water benefactor, please allow me to think about what you said. This matter is too difficult. I don't completely reject it. I just think of some ways to solve it. Don't be impatient!"

The woman in blue frowned, and there was a hint of rage on her face instantly, "Solve it? I gave you a year, and you keep pushing it. Now the Fa Conference is about to start. Once the Fa Conference is over, this matter will be resolved." It's over, when will you push it off?"

There was a look of embarrassment on the monk's face, "But what you asked for is too difficult..."

"Then you shouldn't give me illusions at the beginning!" The woman in blue snorted coldly, "After accepting the reward, why didn't you want to pay the price? Ming Kong, I misread you!"

She flicked her sleeves, turned around and strode away.

Mingkong took two steps forward, as if he wanted to chase him, but seeing that many people in the main hall were looking at him, he finally took two steps, said the Buddha's name, turned around and walked back to the side hall.

Mu Chongzi glanced at Bai Xingyuan, and Bai Xingyuan was also looking at him, and the two looked at each other, turning around and walking outside without worrying about the matter.

This is a matter of Folun Mountain, and these outsiders still don't say anything.

As we walked, we could hear other people's discussions.

"Master Mingkong and Elder Shuiqing again."

"I've been here five times and three times I saw them arguing and didn't know what was going on."

"I heard that a group of female disciples from the Cold Water Palace were hijacked by demon cultivators. Among them were the direct disciples of Elder Shui Qing. Elder Shui Qing came to ask Folun Mountain to rescue him. It seems that Master Mingkong went there."

"Could it be that the disciple was not rescued?"

"No, I know, the disciple came back safely. Since everything is fine, why are the two still involved? Could it be that Elder Shuiqing has entangled Master Mingkong?"

"Stupid! Didn't you hear? Just now Elder Shuiqing said that she has already paid the price. Master Mingkong couldn't do it by herself. I'm really curious what it is."

"Don't talk about it, this is the business of other mages, let's leave it alone, let's burn incense!"

Mu Chongzi kept his eyes on the whole way, and when he left the hall, the fresh air outside rushed towards his face. He couldn't help taking a deep breath, and sighed: "The monk has so many things to do."

Bai Xingyuan shook her head and said, "Follow me to see Abbot Lianjia."

He showed his identity, randomly found a young monk and nun to lead the way, turned left and right on Mount Folun, and came all the way to a quiet room.

The little monk and nun saluted, "The abbot is inside."

Bai Xingyuan nodded slightly, and walked in. Lianjia was sitting on a futon in the room, as if she had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing people coming in, he stood up slowly, chanted the Buddha's name, and said: "I made the immortal laugh, the poor monk will take care of the chores in the mountain as soon as possible."

Bai Xingyuan nodded, didn't care, and said straight to the point: "I'm here to ask for someone from Folun Mountain."

Lianjia was not surprised, "I heard people say that Baiyun Mountain is looking for a monk who cultivates both Buddhism and magic, and the person the immortal is looking for is Yun Ji?"

Bai Xingyuan said: "It's him."

Lianjia shook her head, "Yun Ji is not from Folun Mountain, so the poor monk can't decide this matter."

Bai Xingyuan said: "You just need to point out where he is, other things, I will do it myself."

Lianjia pondered for a while, confessed her guilt, fiddled with the beads one by one, suddenly raised her eyebrows, opened her eyes, and said: "There is a small forest one mile to the east, and they are there."

Bai Xingyuan said: "Thank you." After a pause, he asked again, "People from the Lian family should have told you what they are asking for here, what does the abbot mean?"

Lianjia said: "The meaning of the Buddha is the meaning of the poor monk."

The implication is: Buddha will not help the dead, and neither will he.

Bai Xingyuan looked slightly relaxed, and left here with Mu Chongzi.

At this time, on the top of Folun Mountain, a woman in blue clothes stood facing the wind, letting the mountain wind make the hem of her clothes and hair flutter, she didn't seem to feel it, she just quietly looked down at the people coming and going at the foot of the mountain, There was a look of determination on his face.

She raised her hand slowly, and in the palm of her hand was a torn red cassock.

The cassock is the representative of the monk's status, and it is extremely important because it is condensed by the Buddha's heart.

The Buddha's heart is not broken, and the cassock is not torn.

But at this moment, the cassock has been forcibly torn apart.

She looked at the pieces of cassock indifferently for a while, and suddenly clenched her hand, the thing in her palm instantly turned into powder and disappeared, and the cold look in her eyes became more intense.

Mingkong, since you are ruthless, don't blame me for being ungrateful.

As soon as she jumped up, she jumped down from the top of the mountain, like a big bird hanging down, with an aura of madness and determination.