Ungodly Evil Spirit

In the blink of an eye, another two months have passed. The Buddhism conference has officially ended, and all Buddhist practitioners of the other sects have returned to their sects.

Ye Fan didn't have the hard work of going down the mountain to carry water. He sat with the golden body every day, and when he was hungry and sleepy, he went to eat some wild grass and vegetables. In such a day, he was careless and free.

The golden body at this moment, after being irrigated with spiritual water, is no longer the original appearance, many damaged places have basically been restored, and the whole body is exuding a touch of golden light.

For two months, in addition to the daily salutes, Monk Ji did not guide Ye Fan anything. He still swept the floor in front of the door, day after day, year after year.

On this day, a group of people suddenly came to the door of Luohan Baosa, and the leader was the personable Treadang.

"Little monk, go to your host and say that the disciple of the neighboring Feixue Mountain should see you!"

Cao Feiyu was following Ta Lang at this moment, and said to Monk Ji with a arrogant tone.

"Donors, please wait a moment!"

Monk Ji glanced at them, then turned and walked into the Arhat Temple.

Those who are not Buddhists are not allowed to enter Buddhism, but this Feixueshan school is an exception. After all, everyone living in the same place has many privileges.

In no time, a few middle-aged monks walked out of the door and invited Talang and others, "A few friends, the host invites you to come in!"

After listening, Ta Lang and others nodded, and followed these middle-aged monks into the door.

From "donor" to "friend", it can be seen that Luohan Baocha is very polite to Feixueshan.

"Amitabha! The light is coming, when you become a Buddha!" ​​Looking at the confident and upright backs of Talang and others, Monk Ji put his hands together and murmured to himself.

After that, he continued to pick up his broom and started the work that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

"Treadang donor came here today, don't know why?"

The previous Zen Master Jin Song stood in the temple of the Buddha himself, waiting for Treading Waves with a kind face.

Talang may not be as famous in Nanban as Ye Fan, but in Feixue Mountain, he is definitely a celebrity.

The first disciple of the Feixue Mountain School and the youngest genius in the Baixuecheng area, Rao is a Buddhist practitioner like Zen Master Jin Song, who also value him quite a bit.

"Master, the younger generation is coming today, there is an unrelenting request, I hope the master can agree!"

Talang was very respectful in front of Zen Master Jin Song.

"Feixue Mountain and Arhat Treasure Temple are close to each other. If you have anything to do with you, don't hesitate to tell me, Lao Na will do his best if he can help!"

Zen Master Jin Song said sincerely.

"The younger generation tried their best to come here to invite battle to Luohan Baocha!" Talang said only half of his words, and was interrupted by Zen Master Jin Song: "Invite to fight? But are there Buddhist disciples who disrespect you?"

"The Zen master is serious. The person I invited to the battle is not a Buddhist disciple, but in the precious treasure temple, he takes his own dharma name Huiming!" Talang shook his head and solved the mystery step by step.

"Huiming? There is no such person in Luohan Baocha. It seems that he is indeed not Lao Na's disciple. Then do you know what his real name is?" Zen Master Jin Song seemed to recall for a moment, and then shook his head lightly.

"His real name is Ye Fan!"

Cao Feiyu interjected from the side, with a heavy tone and a resentment.

"What did you say? Ye Fan!"

Upon hearing this name, Zen Master Jin Song was taken aback, and Gu Jing Wubo's eyes filled with astonishment.

He was afraid that Ye Fan's name would never be forgotten in his life.

"This child has fallen into a demon barrier. He was driven down the mountain by Lao Na half a year ago. How could he be still on the mountain? Are you mistaken!"

Speaking of Ye Fan, Zen Master Jin Song also became a little sensitive and hurriedly explained.

"No, he didn't leave, he just practiced hard in this Arhat temple. You only need to search for the temple and you will find him!"

Cao Feiyu interjected again and said with certainty.

"Practice!" Zen Master Jin Song trembled his eyes slightly, and then nodded: "People with demon barriers shouldn't exist in Buddhism, Lao Na can help you!"

Zen Master Jin Song didn't want Ye Fan's existence either. At this moment, it was just right to drive him away with the help of Feixue Mountain.

"Thank you Zen Master!"

When Talang heard this, all the people from Feixue Mountain bowed and bowed. In fact, he knew Ye Fan was not a disciple of Luohan Baosha. He still came to see Zen Master Jinsong just to rely on his strength to force Ye Fan out.

Luohan Baosa is very big, if they let them find it by themselves, they will get the year of the monkey.

"Master, the three major temples of the Arhat Temple, the four major courtyards, plus a hundred houses have all been searched, and no strangers have been found!"

It was just a cup of tea, and a Buddhist disciple came to the temple to report.

"No!"

After listening, Zen Master Jin Song put the tea he had planned to drink back on the table, and looked at Talang and said, "Talang donor, look at..."

"Impossible, there must be a place I haven't found. Ye Fan didn't have a cultivation base. I saw an old monk go down the mountain in the precious temple, and he didn't have a cultivation base. Will the two have a connection? "

In order to find out Ye Fan, Cao Feiyu did not hesitate to tell Ye Fan the secret.

"No cultivation base!" These four words suddenly became the key point, which reminded Zen Master Jin Song: "The old monk who had no cultivation base had already passed away and ascended to heaven at this moment, but Lao Na did not pay attention to his residence. This time it should be the disciple who guards the gate."

"Yes, that disciple doesn't have Buddha roots, so he has lived there for a long time!"

The disciple of Zen Master Jin Song nodded.

"Go and check it out!" Zen Master Jin Song remembered and ordered again, but he didn't have much hope for it.

He didn't quite believe that Ye Fan would live with a little novice monk who had no buddhist roots. This could not save the former's life.

"No, Ye Fan is probably there, let's go there together!"

Cao Feiyu directly stopped the Buddhist disciple and said with great certainty.

The lack of cultivation has become the key point. Ye Fan and the old and young are the same people, and they live in the same place.

"Alright, Lao Na will also accompany you on a trip, but the battle between you has nothing to do with my Buddhism!"

Zen Master Jin Song nodded, and at the same time eagerly dismissed the relationship.

After all, Ye Fan's reputation is too loud in Nanban, and he is afraid that it will affect the reputation of Luohan Baosha.

Whether it's good or bad, it's not what Zen Master Jin Song wants to see. He just wants to be quiet and do nothing, and feel at ease to understand the Buddha's way.

"Thank you, rest assured, we will definitely not affect the precious temple in the slightest!" Talang promised immediately.

Although he didn't want to take advantage of others, he still had great expectations in his heart. The person he was about to face was a true legend in Nanban. Talang only heard his name, but didn't see him. This time he finally had a chance.

The quiet side house, isolated in the boundless white snow, is a corner forgotten by almost everyone.

"Swipe!"

In an instant, there was a sound of wind around the side house, and many figures appeared here, surrounding the house.

The state of tension and rush broke the calm that had been here for some time.