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Chapter 879: I can’t stand this question...

There are only three true thousand-year-old ancient temples left in Dafeng. One of them is here on Tianshan Mountain. It is located in a high position and is built of stone on the mountain close to the sky. There is no magnificent main hall, no gorgeous decoration, and no prosperous incense, but it stands tall. It has been there for thousands of years.

There is a small bell on the top of the ancient temple's top tower. The wind blows and the bell rings crisply.

At that time, in front of the ancient temple, there was someone wearing a dark red monk's robe, with one bare arm, holding a string of Buddhist beads, sliding slowly, watching Qin Liuxi and the others approach step by step.

"Amitabha, the young monk has come all the way from a thousand miles away. The poor monk Brahma Kong has come to greet you from afar." The young monk put one hand on his chest and performed a Buddhist salute.

Qin Liuxi raised his eyes. The boy was only 16 years old. His eyebrows were exquisite and picturesque, his eyes were pure and clear, not stained by any dust. He was standing there with the ancient temple behind him. It was as if he was the only one in the temple.

"You know me."

Fan Kong raised his lips, his eyes were gentle and compassionate, and said, "I heard a little bit."

Qin Liuxi didn't ask where he knew, maybe from Feng You, maybe from the underworld, in short, these eminent monks also had their own strengths.

"Then you also know why I'm here." Her eyes flashed lightly.

Fan Kong smiled and said nothing, only turned slightly to let her come, and nodded to the fox behind him with a smile: "Xiao Xiu is here too."

Feng Tong snorted arrogantly, jumped on Qin Liuxi's shoulders, looked down at Fan Kong, and shouted with bared teeth and claws: "Don't call me Xiao Xiu, call me Feng Ye."

Even though the stinky monk looked compassionate, he could watch him die. This was how he wanted to be granted the title of righteousness back then. However, he was unwilling to go before this dead monk to seek righteousness. He said that the person he was destined to be granted the title of righteousness was not him. Not the right time.

Later, he met Qin Liuxi and was able to transform into a real person.

But Feng Tong still remembered this grudge, and felt from the bottom of his heart that the smelly monk just didn't want to give up his feathers.

Bah, fake mercy!
Fan Kong was not angry at all, he still had a smile on his lips, and his eyes looked at Feng Tong with doting, tolerance, and love.

Feng Tong trembled, turned around, and pointed his butt at Fan Kong. Just as he was about to fart at him, Qin Liuxi coldly pushed it away with his hand, causing snow to roll all over him.

squeak.

The atmosphere of the enclosure.

You heartless person, who are you with?

Fan Kong led Qin Liuxi into the ancient temple. This ancient temple only had one temple. In the middle, there was a statue of Tathagata Buddha. The Buddha was compassionate, quiet and peaceful, and there was a shallow golden light flowing around the Buddha statue.

It's rare for Qin Liuxi not to be presumptuous. This is a real ancient Buddhist temple, and it worships real Buddhas.

As Fan Kong came to the temple, there was a small wooden house there. There was a table made of stone in front of the house, two futons on the ground, and three cups of tea steaming on the table.

It's amazing, the tea in this place is actually a little steamy.

Fan Kong invited them to sit down.

Qin Liuxi picked up the tea and took a sip. It was just the simplest Kuding tea, but it was cooked with snow water from the Tianshan Mountains. It had a stronger sweetness and purified his irritable heart.

"The Tianshan Mountains are bitterly cold, not as lively as the world, and there is no good tea to entertain. Can you get used to it, Young Master?" Fan Kong asked with a smile.

"It is a good tea that can relieve fatigue and thirst. How can it be so bad as the master said?" Qin Liuxi said.

Fankong said: "Life is uncertain, with ups and downs. Drinking a pot of tea with the young contemplative master today is also a predestined relationship with Buddhism. Zen tea can soothe the mind. I wonder if the young contemplative master has a pure heart now?"

Feng Ting: Listen, just drink a cup of bitter Kuding tea and you can talk about Zen tea. Isn’t this obviously talking about Buddhist verses?

The smelly monk is used to pretending to be sophisticated.

"What if the heart is pure, so what if it is impure?" Qin Liuxi looked at him and said, "Asking about this illusory realm, master, why don't you ask me if I'm still thirsty or hungry, and then come to something practical." Fankong smiled. Sheng: "Young Master is really a man of good temperament."

"A person born with a bad temper is no better than the master who has cultivated Buddha nature."

Fan Kong looked at her and had a bad temper, which was true of her nature.

Qin Liuxi drank the tea in one gulp and said, "Okay, now that the tea is drunk, let's talk about business."

Fan Kong: "..."

Resisting all over.

"The Buddha bone you are hiding here..."

"No!" Fan Kong broke through in one second.

Feng Tong lazily tilted his body and watched the play in leisurely time. Come on, no matter how you put on the disguise of a worldly eminent monk with boundless Dharma, my little ancestor can peel you off.

Qin Liuxi looked at Fankong and said, "You know what I want to say."

"No matter what, it won't work."

"Oh, do I have to?"

Fan Kong shook his head: "No."

"Just now we were talking about Buddhism and Taoism being destined." Qin Liuxi lit the tea cup: "Why can't it be done now?"

"Because the tea is over." So it goes wherever it comes from. It doesn't work if you ask for Buddha's bones.

"Amitabha." Fankong clasped his hands and recited the word "Buddha" and said, "Young Master, the Buddha's bones have been suppressed for thousands of years. If they come out, the people will be in chaos. I forgive Fankong for not being able to agree to this."

Qin Liuxi said: "It is precisely because the world will be in chaos that it must be destroyed. If you don't give it to me now, Evil Buddha Silo will come to take it away one day, and then merge it. By then he will become a god." , then the people will be in chaos."

Fan Kong looked at her with pure eyes: "There is a cloud in Taoism, the Great Dao is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, everything has a glimmer of hope, he will not succeed, Heaven is watching."

Qin Liuxi sneered: "What if Heaven doesn't behave like a human being?!"

Fan Kong frowned.

This question is confusing me!
"Let me tell you, he has already obtained half of the nine Buddha bones. He is determined to obtain the rest. This is his true nature." Qin Liuxi said: "You say there is a glimmer of hope in everything, but how do you know if the vitality lies inadvertently? Advancement, such as this Buddha's bones, has not been completed, and it has not regained its peak strength. This is also a vitality. Master, every move has its destiny and intention, so I came with a destiny, and I ask you with the same destiny."

"This is the most precious treasure of Buddhism."

Qin Liuxi smiled evilly: "The thing that harms the common people is the most precious Buddhist treasure. Master, are you kidding me?"

Fan Kong shook his head slightly: "Siluo's sins were extremely heinous, but there is no doubt that he had a strong understanding of the Buddha's path. The remaining Buddha bones and relics he left are also full of Buddha power. Even after thousands of years, they can still be used as Buddhist treasures. inherited."

Feng Tong sneered: "So, you Buddhists have double standards. You say that other people's relics are treasures, and at the same time you yell at them to kill them. Aren't you being both arrogant and upright? No wonder you would create an evil Buddha. It's obvious that he is. You shot yourself in the foot."

Fan Kong frowned: "Little fox, don't speak nonsense in front of the Buddha!"

Feng Tong curled his lips.

Qin Liuxi said: "Master, you don't have to say whether it will work or not. Why don't we ask your Buddha?"

(End of this chapter)