Is the global human race disappearing? Then I will become an immortal

Huikong was worthy of being an eminent monk. Faced with these tricky questions, he just smiled calmly. chuckle and shake head

"What you little benefactors have done is all done by Buddhist scum, and Lingshan Temple is definitely not such a disaster."

As he spoke, a white halo of light condensed behind his head. This time, he immediately became sacred.

Everyone couldn't help but sneer, and Huikong was at a loss.

"Master, you also said, don’t you also care about things outside yourself? Is he really an eminent monk?"

Huikong turned his head in confusion, and when he saw the halo of light behind him, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Amitabha, this method is not initiated by poor monks. Although poor monks do not practice enough, they will not be greedy for such mundane things."

He didn't know what was going on. As long as he preached, the aperture would appear.

He was disgusted at first, but after a few times, he found that the effect was not bad, so he ignored the aperture.

Only then was he mentioned by these little guys. , I can’t help but feel a little embarrassed.

"Master, do you drive a8? Huikong smiled and shook his head.

"The poor monk doesn't know how to drive or ride in a car, and the poor monk understands that I don't have a so-called luxury car in Lingshan Temple, and those on the news are just the devil in Buddhism."

Everyone didn't believe it and continued to ask

"Master, I heard that monks’ salaries are very high. You should have saved a lot of money, right?"

Huikong continued to shake his head.

"Monkhood has all four elements empty. Money is just something outside the body. The poor monk has nothing to ask for and is alone."

"It's really cool, I don't believe it"

"Master, no one believes what you say."

"I'm already looking forward to Brother Bai's arrival at Lingshan Temple, and I hope Brother Bai can happen upon Huikong's room."

In response to their words, Huikong still didn't get angry. Instead, he smiled and spoke.

"That little benefactor, the purpose of going to Lingshan Temple may not be what you think."

"I saw that his eyes were focused and his forehead was shining. I could tell at a glance that he was a man of great wisdom."

"Presumably the purpose of his trip was to ask the Buddha what he should do."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked weird.

Mu Bai believes in Buddhism?

This seems to be a big joke.

But they remembered that when the whole class was going to the temple to play, Mu Bai once said

‘Buddhism is a group of hypocritical guys. If you worship them, you might as well take two sticks of incense and worship me. '

You can say that such a treacherous person will believe in Buddhism?

That's bullshit.

However, no one said anything about this. Instead, they all waited excitedly for Mu Bai to arrive at Lingshan Temple.

Lingshan Temple is not far from their school, only about ten kilometers, and can be reached in twenty minutes by car.

So soon, Mu Bai arrived at Lingshan Temple and looked at the cold temple.

Huikong couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Lingshan Temple had never been so quiet.

But what is strange is that Mu Bai did not get out of the car, but drove along a path towards the top of the mountain.

Seeing this scene, Huikong smiled and explained

"It seems that Xiaobai Donor is a frequent visitor to Lingshan Temple. Otherwise, how would he know that there is a hidden parking lot in Lingshan Temple."

Hearing this, everyone was puzzled, but the next moment, Mu Bai's voice sounded, and the expressions on their faces became strange.

"I heard that in the Houshan parking lot, only those who donate incense worth up to one million yuan each year are eligible to park. I want to see today to see what the difference is."

Huikong:???

"No, little donors, please listen to my explanation, this must be a misunderstanding."

Everyone glanced at Mu Bai in the picture, and then stared at Huikong with suspicion.

Huikong was about to explain, but following their gazes, it turned out that Mubai's phone was displaying a news item at the moment.

【The admission tickets to the parking lot inside Lingshan Temple are as high as one million. Is there any temple in this world that does not make money? 】

At this moment, Huikong silently closed his mouth.

He has been practicing hard in the mountains for a long time and really doesn't know about this matter.

Now that the evidence is conclusive, there is no need for him to defend himself.

"Master, do you still believe that Lingshan Temple is clean?"

Yu Xiongfei didn't think it was a big deal when he saw the excitement, so he spoke up.

Huikong took a deep breath, thinking about his daily meager diet, and thinking about the patches on the robes of his brothers and monks. He became determined again.

"Naturally, I believe that as for the parking tickets, it must be a misunderstanding, because some guests are distinguished and not suitable for public appearances."

Everyone smiled at his forced explanation and didn't pay much attention. They just looked at Mu Bai driving a Shifeng minivan. , rampaging all the way, knocking over the toll lift pole, and then stopped. At this moment, everyone looked at Huikong again.

Because, this huge parking lot was full of luxury cars.

The lowest one was a6. Starting from the first level, there are also several limited-edition models that are difficult to see from the outside.

What makes people feel more dramatic is that in several big cars, there are bright monk robes. There is even an abbot on one car. The cassock.

Obviously, this is the car used by the monks in the temple.

Now Huikong was confused.

Although he didn't know how much the car was worth, he knew it was expensive to make from the style.

Especially the cassock. The whole car is twice as long as the other cars.

It gives people a noble feeling at first glance.

Is it true that as these little donors said, Lingshan Temple has still become a filthy devil's cave.

Thinking of the charity of the brothers Faces, looking at these famous cars, Huikong's heart could no longer calm down.

Only now did he realize that the holy Lingshan Temple in his heart had long been filled with desire.

It had completely turned into a devil's cave.

Fortunately, he had been self-righteous before and thought that Lingshan Temple The temple is different from those places where Buddhist scum practice.

Now it seems that the so-called holiness is just wishful thinking.

Thinking of this, Huikong is a little sad.

What happened and why it became like this

"Master, tell us which car you are driving. Anyway, in the future, the whole world will change, and the past will be changed. There is no need to hide it."

Just when Huikong was grieving, Yu Xiongfei's mean voice came.

Hearing this, Huikong Buddha's heart was shocked, and his eyes instantly brightened.

Yes, they had fallen into the hell of desire, but they were still alone.

How could he let the devil infect his pure Buddha heart?

He suddenly understood, and the energy in his body began to boil. At this moment, he realized that he had entered the realm of the two black iron stars.

Everyone who saw this change was stunned..Is this okay?

A breakthrough can be achieved in just a few words?

"The poor monk is ashamed. He is in hell without knowing it. But the donors can rest assured that when the poor monk returns, these fellow disciples who have fallen into the hell of desire will be driven away from our Buddhist holy place."

"The Holy Land must not be defiled by these scoundrels!"

His voice was majestic and had a sacred aura that was convincing.

Everyone who wanted to tease Huikong was restrained by this voice and did not dare to say anything rude.

Only Yu Xiongfei curled his lips and muttered:

"You're just pretending, wait a minute Brother Bai will show you your true colors."

Watching Mu Bai park the car, Yoyo Dada walked from a path to a bamboo forest, and he stopped.

There was a thatched house here. Mu Bai stared at it suspiciously and opened the door curiously.

Huikong immediately introduced

"This is the place where the poor monk practices. If you young donors think that the poor monk is greedy, then we will wait and see."