Who is not a monk

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Celestial Mirror can find these people.

Then it took them a long time to find a way to extract the source from these people.

谷摼

There are two main methods -

One is simple, but requires killing the person carrying the source.

One is complicated, but doesn't require killing.

Of course, choose the simple one.

Mengyue teaches to do things as she pleases.

Death is just the end of a game, it's just to eliminate those people from this game, if it's not relative, it's naturally the easiest way.

Cao Ci sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and meditated.

Then someone walked in.

Almost the moment he stepped across the threshold, Cao Ci opened his eyes:

"It's done?"

"Yes! Next one."

"Ah."

Cao Ci took out the Celestial Mirror, operated it, opened it, and manipulated it again, and said to the Celestial Mirror, "The host of the next original fragment of the plane."

A picture emerged in the mirror.

First, the appearance of the planet, rotated to a certain place to stop, zoomed in and out, and located the central area of ​​Dongzhou Yiguo, and then the figure appeared on the screen.

A young man in a robe sat in the room, drinking tea and playing with his mobile phone.

The man has sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a gentle demeanor.

Cao Ci frowned.

"next."

"Zizi..."

The image of the Celestial Mirror flickered and repeated, but it still showed the young man.

Cao Ci's expression became serious.

Now he can't leave the island at all, but even if he can leave, there are at least a few ninth ranks in Yujing City alone. In addition to the royal family, Xinzheng Temple and Yu'an Temple, the Yiguo military also has ninth ranks guarding the capital.

If the ninth level is not enough, who else can?

It seems that this matter is more difficult than imagined.

Cao Ci silently looked at the Mirror of Heaven and Man.

The main problem right now is that the progress is stuck in this stage. If this level cannot be passed, the follow-up cannot be carried out.

Cao Ci thought so, and suddenly sneered.

The people of the Dayi royal family are upright every day. If this kid knows that many people will die after his existence is stuck, he should be very proud, right?

……

On the ninth day of September, it is late autumn.

Outside the city of Yujing, the dark yellow leaf forest is shrouded in the gray morning mist, and the clouds and mist above the head are also deep. In the depth of the clouds and mist, two figures fly across the sky holding hands, playing the role of a couple of gods and immortals.

After more than a month of hard work and Chen Shu's close guidance, Secretary Ning finally mastered the air defense technique and could use it to fly.

This speed can be called divine speed outside of spiritual practice.

However, Secretary Ning has only mastered this spell, and it will take a long time to integrate it into the Thousand Machines Technique. At least in this matter, the proficiency of practitioners from other systems is far behind that of Lingxiu.Therefore, Chen Shu could use this as an excuse to hold Qingqing's hand in an upright manner, fearing that she would fall.

Secretary Ning said that it was impossible for her to be distracted, but Chen Shu insisted that she didn't bother to argue with him.

Fly all the way to the Xinzheng Temple, and then you can't fly any more.

"Leave it there."

Chen Shu and her came across the morning mist hand in hand, and landed smoothly, suddenly they looked like a couple of gods and immortals.

"Qingqing's hands are so soft..."

"..."

Qingqing pursed her lips, pretending she didn't hear it, she just took her hand away.

The two went to Xinzheng Temple side by side.

Today is the Double Ninth Festival. You should climb high and look far away, enjoy autumn and chrysanthemums. Xinzheng Temple is undoubtedly a good place to climb high and look far around Yujing, and you can also burn incense and worship Buddha.Yiguo has kept this kind of tradition well, so there are many tourists on the steps leading to Xinzheng Temple early in the morning.

Passing through Wangxi Ancient Town, the two came to the foot of the mountain gate.

Looking up, there is still an ancient road with green steps that can't be seen, and there are faint ancient bells coming from the depths of the mountain mist.

"Qingqing."

"No."

"The mountain road is difficult, and the stone steps are covered with moss. You are so weak, be careful not to slip. Come, I will hold your hand."

Chen Shu grabbed the sleeve of Qingqing's coat and lifted her hand, but saw that her hand was tucked into the sleeve. After taking her hand out of the sleeve of the coat, there was still a layer of long sleeves inside. When she came out, her Bai Shengsheng's hands were clenched into fists, and she couldn't break them apart.

"Ugh……"

Chen Shu had no choice but to go up the mountain.

The red wall of the temple gate gradually appeared in the fog, and at the end of the ancient road with green steps, a big monk was standing waiting for them.

Chapter 267 Chongyang visits Xinzheng Temple again

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The touch of red clothes in the fog is the most conspicuous.

The great monk just stood there quietly for an unknown amount of time, and he did not know what he was thinking about. There were people coming and going around, but these uncles and aunts who even wanted to tease monkeys seemed to have not seen him, and climbed to the top to rest. He greeted his old partner and walked into the gate of the temple with a smile.

Chen Shu pretended to be tired, grabbed Qing Qing's arm, and put a few catties of weight on her.

After climbing the last step, he continued to pretend to be tired, inhaled and exhaled, and then let go of Qingqing, and saluted the great monk with palms together.

The great monk saluted him almost at the same time.

"Your Honor."

"Amitabha."

The two voices sounded at the same time.

Chen Shu straightened up.

The great monk also straightened up at the same time, neither sad nor happy, and asked calmly: "The benefactor traveled westward, did he get what he wanted?"

"The harvest of this trip is beyond imagination." Chen Shu thought of Master Tongzhi, so he put away his laughter, and the words turned into white mist on this late autumn morning, "I also thank you for your guidance, but it's a pity that you failed to live up to your trust. , failed to bring back the Venerable’s disciple.”

"He has found what he was looking for and got what he wanted. He has become a Buddha." The great monk smiled, "Thank you, benefactor."

"Don't dare."

"This time I am here to express my gratitude. If the benefactor wants to visit the temple, he can let the same lamp take the two of you to play."

"Same lamp..."

Only then did Chen Shu see another monk not far away, young in appearance, with white skin like jade, tall and strong, dressed in moon-white monk robes, being entangled for a group photo by several aunts who had ironed woolen rolls, the monk responded patiently.

When Chen Shu looked away again, there was nothing in front of him.

"?"

A good way to divert attention.

Chen Shu blinked his eyes and looked at Qingqing beside him. He knew that Qingqing must not have been distracted by the monk: "When did he leave?"

"just."

"How did you get there?"

"It dissipated suddenly." Ning Qing paused, pursing his lips, "It was just a phantom."

"Oh……"

Chen Shu drew a long tail.

I thought he ran away so fast...

Because he is very sure that apart from his own crystal, there is no teleportation method in this world, and the space is still unbreakable, so any sudden disappearance must be realized by other means.

Chen Shu felt a little regretful.

Originally, I wanted to ask him when Yingjie Bodhisattva would become a Buddha, how Cao Ci would deal with it, etc., for no other reason than gossip.

Yingjie Bodhisattva's becoming a Buddha is undoubtedly one of the biggest events in this world, perhaps even bigger than Yiguo's change of emperor, and Yingjie Bodhisattva's becoming a Buddha in this generation, plus the imprint of Master Tongdeng, may mean that later For a period of time, Buddhism will have two Buddhas at the same time.

"Beautiful benefactors, beauties, benefactors, I'm really sorry. There are guests coming from the little monk's side. If you don't entertain well, you will be scolded by the master, so please let the little monk take his leave first."

"Good good..."

A group of aunts smiled and became reasonable in an instant.

Only then did the ancient Buddha Qingdeng pull out, came to them, and saluted with palms together: "Amitabha, the vegetable benefactor, the female benefactor, we meet again."

"Let me introduce you, this is Zhao Yeqing."

"cough!"

The young monk who cultivated both Zen and martial arts almost failed.

The Qingdeng Ancient Buddha regained his composure, looked at Chen Shu, then at Ning Qing, his expression gradually became strange: "If the poor monk remembers correctly, this woman... the benefactor Zhao Yeqing is also the roommate of the benefactor of grandma ..."

"Master Qingdeng, pay attention to expression management."

"Amitabha, thank you for reminding me." Qingdeng Ancient Buddha paused for a while, "Grandma benefactor still doesn't know about this?"

"I already knew it last month."

"Dare to ask...how did she react at that time?"

"Master Qingdeng is such a gossip."

"Curiosity, everyone has it."

"I don't know why, anyway, she was not normal that day, but she had a big appetite."

"Amitabha……"

The ancient Qingdeng Buddha said in his heart that he had committed a sin, but kept calm and smiling, and turned to point to the gate of the temple: "Two benefactors, please, the entire Xinzheng Temple is open to the two benefactors today except for the white pagoda on the top. .”

"Then can the five yuan for lunch be reimbursed?" Chen Shu led Qingqing to follow him.

"It will be borne by this temple." The young monk didn't turn his head, "But last time the two benefactors came to Xinzheng Temple, they didn't spend any money on the meal, did they?"

"I forgot to bring my ID this time."

"It's okay..."

The young monk's footsteps suddenly paused: "However, some time ago, several seniors from the Lingzong came to my Buddhist office to receive the certificate of conversion..."

"e..."

Chen Shu pondered for a few seconds, ignoring the gaze cast by Qingqing beside her, pretending not to know:

"Is there still this?"

"The little monk also finds it strange, and what's even more strange is that a few days ago, a senior brother in the courtyard was very happy, and he mentioned this matter to the senior brother of Yu'an Temple in the chat, and learned that several seniors of the Spiritual Sect had also received the Taoism office. Certificate of conversion."

"This is a good thing, a major breakthrough in diplomacy."

Chen Shu's eyes were wide open, her face was neither red nor her heart was beating, even Qingqing, who cultivated her mind, could hardly see the flaws, and changed the subject naturally:

"You became a monk in Xinzheng Temple?"

"Yes."

"Are you old or young in this generation?"