Big dreamer

"Old man, are you okay?" Shen Luo ignored the others and helped the old man in plain clothes.

"I'm fine, thank you young master for saving my life." The old man in plain clothes was in shock. It took him a while to calm down, and he hurriedly thanked Shen Luo.

The old man's family members also rushed over to express their thanks to Shen Luo.

"It's easy, I don't have to be polite." Shen Luo waved his hand, then raised it slightly to stabilize the carriage.

"Thank you so much for your help, young master. It's all my fault that I drove the car in a panic and almost got into a big accident." The middle-aged man who was driving the car hurriedly ran over and apologized to Shen Luo and the old man in plain clothes.

"Are you going to deliver goods to Jinshan Temple? Why are you in such a hurry?" Shen Luo did not reprimand this person. Such drivers also have their own sufferings.

"Yes, I was about to deliver goods to Jinshan Temple. Jinshan Temple will hold the Golden Cicada Dharma Assembly today. Master Jiang Liu teaches that one should cover the whole body with a banner, but the curtain in the temple was bitten by mice a few days ago. He ordered one from me and had to deliver it before the ceremony. The villain was in a hurry. But now the axle is broken and there is still a long way to go to Jinshan Temple. What should I do? He said with a grimace.

"Cover your whole body with a treasure tent when teaching the Dharma?" Shen Luo was startled when he heard this.

Normally, eminent monks would hold Dharma meetings directly in front of the believers to show their unhindered intentions, but Master Jiangliu was unique.

Lu Huaming also came over at this moment, his eyes showing surprise when he heard this.

"The two of us are going to Jinshan Temple. If you are willing, why don't we send this treasure tent to you for you." Shen Luo turned his eyes and said.

"Really? But this treasure tent is very heavy. It's hard for the two heroes to lift it with their bare hands." The middle-aged coachman was happy at first, and then said worriedly.

"We are strong, it doesn't matter." Shen Luo said, picking up the treasure tent from the ground.

He lifted up the huge treasure tent casually like twisting a lamp grass.

"You two heroes are really my saviors. I'd like to trouble you. Just hand over the treasure account to Elder Zhe Shi of Guangbutang when you get to Jinshan Temple." The middle-aged coachman felt relieved and thanked him repeatedly.

Shen Luo nodded, took the treasure tent and headed towards Jinshan Temple.

"Brother Shen, are you helping that man deliver the treasure account because you want to find out what's going on in Jinshan Temple? Why do you have to do this? Are the monks in Jinshan Temple not allowing us to enter?" Lu Huaming said.

"There's nothing wrong with being careful." Shen Luo said.

With the strength of their feet, they passed the next mountain road in a blink of an eye, and soon arrived in front of Jinshan Temple.

Jinshan Temple was just an ordinary temple in those days, but with Master Xuanzang as its eminent monk, the nearby gentry and wealthy people sincerely donated countless properties, and the imperial court allocated funds several times to renovate the temple. Today, Jinshan Temple has a towering gate, magnificent Buddhist halls, and palaces stretching for miles. Far away, several pagodas tens of feet high were built, which in terms of grandeur surpassed several royal temples in Chang'an City.

"Jinshan Temple really deserves its reputation." Shen Luo couldn't help but sigh when he saw the scene in front of him.

Hundreds of pilgrims gathered in front of Jinshan Temple, but the temple door was closed at the moment, and many pilgrims gathered outside the door to wait.

It's just that these people seem to be used to it and are not dissatisfied. Some people even light incense and wax here and recite prayers.

Shen Luo listened for a while and quickly figured out the cause of the matter. It turned out that Jinshan Temple has been like this in recent years. The gate is not open all the time, and pilgrims must wait until after noon every day to allow pilgrims to enter.

"This Jinshan Temple is so grand. Even the Chong'an Temple in Chang'an City does not have such rules. Moreover, the temple is also strangely built. It is so splendid and splendid. It is even more ostentatious than the imperial palace." Lu Huaming shook his head.

"Hey, that kid from there dares to point fingers at our Jinshan Temple!" A loud shout came from the side, but a tall purple-robed monk came over and shouted in a deep voice.

This purple-robed monk is surrounded by magic power. He is a monk in the Bigu stage, and his muscles are bulging all over his body. It seems that he has practiced some kind of body training technique, and his physical aura is far better than that of an ordinary Bigu stage monk.

"Your Buddhist temple is built like this. It is nondescript. How can others say it?" Lu Huaming said with a smile.

"Jinshan Temple was built under the supervision of Master Jiangliu himself. It aims to spread the holy name of our Buddha. How can I allow you to question it? Stop and apologize quickly, otherwise you will not blame the poor monk for being rude." The purple-robed monk hummed, rather domineeringly. look.

Shen Luo and Lu Huaming were both a little surprised when they heard this.

It was the Buddhist temple that Master Jiangliu renovated in this way. This person must be too unique.

"Master, please don't blame me. This companion always likes to talk nonsense, so please bear with me." Shen Luo took a step forward and said.

"Hey, who's talking nonsense?" Lu Huaming shouted dissatisfied from behind.

"The two of us are here to deliver a treasure tent for someone. It is said that it will be used at your temple's ritual ceremony." Shen Luo ignored Lu Huaming's complaints and raised the treasure tent in his hand.

"Oh, the curtain in the temple was indeed broken some time ago. In that case, please give me this treasure tent." The purple-robed monk glanced at Shen Luo and reached out to take it.

"I don't know the master's name? This treasure tent is to be handed over to Elder Zhe Shi of Guangbu Hall in your temple." Shen Luo stepped back slightly and let the man take it.

"Bold! Bring it!" The purple-robed monk's face turned cold, his fingers glowed with golden light, and he quickly grabbed it again and took it towards the treasure tent.

The prestige of Jinshan Temple has grown day by day over the years, and it seems to be the number one sect of cultivating immortals in Jiangzhou. In recent years, the atmosphere in the temple has changed greatly. The purple-robed monks have always been accustomed to relying on the prestige of their sect. Although they have noticed that Shen Luo and Lu Huaming have magical powers. Fluctuations, but don’t care much.

But as soon as the purple-robed monk's hand touched the treasure tent, a soft force came from him. Although it was not sharp, it was like ripples of water, continuous and continuous. It not only shook his grasp away, but also the soft force It even penetrated his body-protecting magic power.

The purple-robed monk's arms went numb, and half of his body became weak. He couldn't help but take two steps back, and his color suddenly changed.

"I am entrusted by others and cannot hand over the treasure account to others at will. Please forgive me, master." Shen Luo smiled lightly.

"You!" The purple-robed monk's face flashed with anger, and he wanted to attack again, but the person in front of him had an unpredictable cultivation level. He thought he was no match for him, so he hesitated.

"Who is making noise outside?" At this moment, the closed temple door opened, and a yellow-robed monk came out.

This man has a wide robe and long sleeves, a fat figure, and droopy ears. He looks like Maitreya Buddha, but his eyes are very cold.

Shen Luo and Lu Huaming's expressions changed slightly. This person turned out to be a monk in the out-of-body stage. His aura was huge and thick, and his cultivation seemed to be higher than the two of them.

"Elder Tang Shi! These two madmen made irresponsible remarks about Master Jiang Liu, and even snatched away the treasure tent that was going to be used in the Dharma Assembly for a while. Just when the disciple wanted to take it back, he was shaken away by this man with evil methods. I think they are clearly I want to disturb the order in front of the temple and destroy today's Dharma gathering." The purple-robed monk hurried over and made nonsense.

Shen Luo frowned. As a disciple of Buddhism, how could this person tell such lies?