The only way

The door of the main hall slammed shut behind Lin Chuyi and Mo Jiujiu.

The appearance outside the hall has quietly undergone a huge change.

Mo Jiujiu touched the jade wine gourd on his waist subconsciously, and glanced behind him. Behind him was no longer the magnificent and magnificent main hall, but an ordinary hall without a plaque on it.

Except that the main hall is huge enough, there is nothing too brilliant about it.

The scenery outside the temple has also completely changed. There are no people coming and going, no burning incense, but a quiet place. Looking up, this scattered Buddhist temple seems to be located in the deep mountains and old forests, surrounded by towering trees.

It's just that the trees around this temple seem to be a little too tall.

Right now they are standing in a wooden corridor. There are high and low trees on both sides of the corridor. There are green pines with a strong posture, green cypresses growing straight, and trees with lush branches and leaves.

There were even some flowers and plants, which were planted casually beside the corridor. In the bluestone courtyard in front of the main hall, Mo Jiujiu had sharp eyes and could even see the moss growing wantonly beside the courtyard steps.

How should I put it, this Buddhist place of Bodhiism seems very ordinary, but it also has a sense of being content and natural.

Shi Kong led the two of them through the corridor and walked towards the courtyard.

Wuxie Sanren has a mixed reputation on the Eastern Continent. He acts freely and freely. Sometimes he can save people when he is in a good mood, and sometimes he can kill people when he is in a bad mood.

Lin Chuyi suddenly thought of something, frowned and asked, "I just saw that someone planted a toon tree in the courtyard?"

That is to say, it doesn't matter if the plant doesn't live, it doesn't matter, continue to plant, when will it live, it will be finished after it lives and withers naturally?
As soon as this remark came out, even Lin Chuyi, who was quite calm, suffocated slightly, let alone Mo Jiujiu. He looked meaningfully at Shi Kong who was smiling. This monk looked gentle and ordinary. Ordinary people, and the words they say are pretty nice, but a bit ruthless.

After all, with the nature of an innocent and undisciplined person, the excitement of the demon invasion, which is rare in a hundred years, and his character of being both righteous and evil, maybe he really wants to watch the excitement and add fuel to the fire.

"The place just now is the seed courtyard of our disciples," Shi Kong's soft voice sounded slowly, and he dutifully introduced the courtyard to the two of them just now. You need to choose a seed and grow it, during the process, you can’t use your cultivation, and you can’t use others.”

When Shi Kong walked with Lin Chuyi and Mo Jiujiu, the monks didn't get up or speak, they just clasped their hands together and nodded slightly.

"Life, death, prosperity, and decline are all predestined dharmas." Shi Kong smiled slightly, said a sentence of Zen, then paused, and continued, "There are all predestined dharmas in the world, one is not predated, and the other is two."

"It's also the first time I've seen a real eminent Buddhist monk." Huo Chanzi was very good at talking about scenes, and answered with a smile.

This master is really ruthless!

The words are questions, but the tone is very certain.

"The world of mortals is like the sea, and it is difficult for the common people to cross. If you can't even cross a single plant, how can you cross the common people? My Buddha is merciful, this is the way to train your heart and cross yourself."

However, he has never participated in any battles in the Eastern Continent, and while causing many controversies, it will not attract crowds to attack.

But, this toon tree is a famous tree of longevity in the cultivation world!
In ancient times, there was a big toon, who regarded eight thousand years as spring and eight thousand years as autumn.

On the other hand, Xiao Guan raised his eyebrows and stroked his beard, "Your Majesty doesn't seem surprised by our arrival?"

Shi Kong smiled more and more gently, and said lightly, "I planted that toon tree."

The older monks just smiled at Lin Chuyi and the two, but the younger monks couldn't help but looked at them more curiously.

At the beginning when Jianzhai said that there were traces of Wuxie Sanren in the conspiracy of the demons, the monks in the Eastern Continent were a little puzzled. With the behavior of this Wuxie Sanren, the most likely thing is that they would be ashamed if they knew about it. Tsukuru didn't see it, but when he gets interested one day, he might reveal a thing or two, or he might turn around and help the demons.

"What if you can't support it?" Mo Jiujiu asked curiously. It was the first time he heard that the first thing to do when joining a sect was to plant flowers and plants.

Facing this group of monks with different levels of cultivation, Shi Kong smiled and returned the salute one by one, even Lin Chuyi and Mo Jiujiu subconsciously smiled.

Xiao Guan was born in Qianji Pavilion, and he is quite proficient in astronomy and destiny. When he saw the old monk Futu, his spirituality appeared in his heart, and that's why he asked this question.

"Since I was born, this is the first time I have seen a real Donglu monk." The old monk Futu was very kind.

It wasn't until they passed through the Qingshi courtyard and came to another corridor that Lin Chu and the others withdrew the smiles on their faces, and Mo Jiujiu moved the corners of his mouth quietly, feeling like he was about to freeze from laughing.

"Cause and effect are predestined, since they have been planted alive, it is natural to wait for them to wither, only then is the karma of reincarnation."

The old monk Futu smiled meaningfully, "My Buddha is merciful, but also has the wrath of the Vajra. The Buddha saves all living beings, and also subdues demons and exterminates demons. In this Western Continent, although my Buddhist sect only has three domains, it can reach hundreds of demon cities."

"There have been rumors in Donglu that Wuxie scattered people are both good and evil, because they have the blood of the demon race on their backs." Xiao Guan seemed to have noticed something, and the expression on his face was very subtle, "We thought it was nonsense. Let’s talk, I don’t know if the venerable may clear up my doubts for us.”

The smile on the old monk's face remained unchanged, and he looked at a straight honeysuckle plant outside the window of the main hall, with a soft Buddha's light in his eyes, "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful."

In the rather large bluestone courtyard, there are quite a few monks sitting cross-legged in front of the plants, either carefully caring for watering, or weeding carefully, and some even just staring at the plants, motionless.

In the end, the other party actually chose to remind Dong Lu. Although it was a good thing, it couldn't stand the other party's character, which made all the monks surprised and confused.

"Is it enough to grow a living?"

Lin Chuyi and Mo Jiujiu gasped, and involuntarily glanced at the white-clothed monk again, with a rare expression of admiration in their eyes.

Here, Shi Kong took Lin Chuyi and Mo Jiujiu to stroll around the not-so-great Bodhi religion, and on the other side, in the main hall with the gate closed, a monk and two monks sat quietly opposite each other.

"What if you can't support yourself?"

Buddhism has been rooted in the West Land for as long as the Mozu, and it is naturally impossible not to notice the slightest movement of the Mozu.

It was a tall Chinese toon tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, and the whole tree was full of vitality, which was enough to show that the person who planted this tree put great effort into it.

It seemed like he said something, but he didn't say anything at all.

Xiao Guan pondered for a while, seemed to understand something, and nodded.

Huo Chanzi on the side frowned, looked bitterly at the old monk Futu, and then at Xiao Guan, his eyes revealed a hint of enlightenment, he just said, why is the speaking style of King Futu so familiar, It turned out to be the same virtue as those nagging people in Qianji Pavilion!
He likes to speak speciously and mistly.

Ask too much, just one sentence.

Secrets must not be leaked!