Emperor of the Tang Dynasty

Let me ask, a mysterious sect that has no exposure at all, compared with the famous Buddhism, who will the common people believe more?

After all, it's a matter of fame and prestige.

However, it is precisely this kind of thing that is the most difficult to achieve quickly, so Buddhist monks, nuns and monks suddenly feel that they can sit back and relax.

This mentality continued until the next day. Many monks in Buddhist temples found that the number of people who visited today was sparse, but the outside world became bustling.

"what happened?"

Listening to the crowd of people outside, the monks were very strange.

"You go out and ask what's going on?"

In Bainiu Temple, the abbot of Bainiu Temple couldn't bear it anymore, and ordered a young monk to go out and ask.

As soon as the little monk came out of the temple gate, he saw people rushing towards a place, and quickly stopped one of them.

"This donor, can you tell the little monk what happened over there?"

The little monk asked with his hands folded, and the man who was stopped looked impatient.

"Don't get in the way, you won't be able to catch up!"

After all, he ignored the little monk's obstruction and continued to rush forward in a hurry.

The little monk was a little dazed, and stopped another person.

"This benefactor, may I ask...〃..."

"Get out of the way!"

Several people in a row pushed the little monk away. In the end, the little monk couldn't bear it anymore and stopped one person from giving in.

"Oops, what are you doing? There's no room left!"

The person who was stopped was a scholar-like person. He looked anxiously at the little monk who would not give in. He tried to pass him several times but was stopped by the little monk.

It can be seen that this little monk still has intentions to practice martial arts on weekdays, so the poor and weak physique of the idle scholar cannot compete with him at all.

"If the donor refuses to speak, the little monk will not let him go." The little monk said firmly.

The scholar was helpless when he heard the words, so he had to explain: "Fan Ruofei is the one-day altar master of the Yin-Yang Sect over there! Such a good opportunity, of course everyone wants to see it."

"Fan Ruofei?"

The little monk was dazed, who was that?

Seeing this, the scholar curled his lips in disdain, and said, "You don't know Fan Ruofei? It's too earthy, isn't it? That's the superstar of Li's film industry, who has starred in many well-known dramas! It's hard to see her on weekdays, so Today is a great opportunity!"

After all, the scholar finally found the opportunity to bypass the confused little monk and hurried towards the scene.

"Looking for a star to be the one-day altar master of the Yin-Yang Sect?"

In Bainiu Temple, the abbot of Bainiu Temple also fell into a state of confusion after hearing the little monk's report.

Speaking of Fan Ruofei, the abbot of Bainiu Temple felt that he had indeed heard something, and he could often hear pilgrims talking about this person to each other.

From this point of view, Fan Ruofei should be very famous.

It's just... what's the use of this?

"Forget it, don't worry about her." The abbot of Bainiu Temple said with a cold snort, "It's only temporary anyway, and I can't make any waves."

"Oh..." The little monk nodded in understanding.

On the second day, the outside world was still very noisy, and the gate of the White Bull Temple was crowded.

"What happened this time?!"

The abbot of Bainiu Temple had blue veins bursting out on his forehead, and he quickly asked the little monk to go out to inquire.

Didn't you say it's the "one-day altar master"?Why is it still like this today?

As soon as the little monk went out, he happened to see the scholar from yesterday. The scholar changed his face when he saw the little monk, and immediately wanted to walk away quickly.

"Donor, please stay!"

The little monk shouted from behind, when he heard the voice, the scholar ran faster, making it hard to believe that he was a helpless scholar.

However, no matter how much he broke out on the spot, he would still be no match for the little monk who knew how to do it lightly. After a while, the scholar was stopped by the little monk again.

"." This little master, what else do you have to do today?"

The scholar only felt that he wanted to cry but had no tears, why am I so unlucky, if you have anything to do, please finish it quickly?

The little monk thought for a while and asked, "Is it because of the Fan Ruofei that the donor passed by today?"

The scholar shook his head, showing an excited look.

"Today's one-day altar master of the Yin-Yang Sect is no longer Fan Ruofei, but Ye Siran!"

"Ye Siran?" The little monk said with a confused expression, "Which layman is this?"

As soon as the little monk asked, he saw the scholar's expression full of pity and disdain.

"Even Ye Siran doesn't know? Are all of you monks as ignorant as the barbarians in the mountains? Fortunately, my old mother was stopped by me when she said she wanted to believe in Buddhism. Compared with Qian Li's, the yin and yang religion is the real one. It keeps pace with the times..."

The scholar was about to start to belittle the fashion of Buddhism boasting about the yin and yang religion, and the little monk hurriedly stopped him.

"Cough cough... It's better for the donor to tell the little monk first, who is this lay Buddhist Ye Siran who can attract so many people?"