With a creaking, the small corner door was opened from the inside, and a little monk's head was extended from the door.

"Donor, Tianguang Temple has been closed. Please wake up tomorrow and come again after entering the incense." The little monk was about to close the small corner gate after he finished speaking.

Zhao Tianguang quickly put one foot into the corner door.

"Senior Brother Tianming, I am Zhao Tianguang. If I have an urgent matter to find Abbot Tianguang, you can give it a convenience."

Zhao Tianguang looked at the little monk in front of him with a smile on his face.

"So it's Donor Zhao? What's wrong with you looking for Master Abbot so late? Master Abbot has already rested, can't you come back tomorrow morning?"

"An urgent matter, urgent matter, there is really an urgent matter. To be serious, life is urgent matter."

"Human life is at stake?" The little monk who called Tianming looked at Zhao Tianguang with his eyes rolling.

Because Zhao Tianguang often runs to Tianguang Temple and will donate a lot of donations to Tianguang Temple, Zhao Tianguang is very familiar with the monks of all sizes in Tianguang Temple.

"Then you wait here, I'll ask the abbot if he sees you." After saying that, the little monk Tianming closed the small corner gate from inside.

Looking at Zhao Tianguang's serious look, Han Teng asked, "Now you should tell me why you brought me here."

Zhao Tianguang sighed and said, "Oh... you are from another place and don't know how powerful it is. It's not your fault, but it's okay. With Master Tianguang here, it's okay, it's okay."

After hearing Zhao Tianguang's words, Han Teng became even more confused, so he simply stopped asking. Since he came, he would be at ease. He wanted to see what Zhao Tianguang wanted to do.

After waiting for about ten minutes, footsteps came from the Xiaojiao Gate again.

With a creaking sound, the little corner door opened and the little monk Tianming walked out.

"Master Abbot asked me to take you in." The little monk Tianming clasped his hands and bowed slightly at Zhao Tianguang and Han Teng.

"Thank you, senior brother Tianming."

When Zhao Tianguang heard that Abbot Tianguang was willing to see them, he immediately smiled and no longer had a sad face like before.

Holding Han Teng's hand, Zhao Tianguang followed the little monk Tianming into Tianguang Temple.

It was pitch black in Tianguang Temple, and there was no light on it.

The little monk Tianming led the way in front with a small lantern filled with candles in his hand.

Seeing only a little light swaying in the empty Tianguang Temple, Han Teng felt like he had traveled through ancient times.

"Why don't you light the lights in this Tianguang Temple at night?" Han Teng asked Zhao Tianguang in a low voice.

"At this time, the senior brothers and masters in our temple have already rested." The young monk Tianming said angrily, and after that, he did not forget to give Han Teng a blank look.

Fortunately, because it was dark, the yard in Tianguang Temple was also dark, so Han Teng pretended that he didn't see it and turned his head aside.

After passing through several halls, the little monk Tianming walked to an independent courtyard and stopped.

"Get in, Master Abbot is waiting for you."

The little monk Tianming led the way in front, pushed open the wooden door hidden in the courtyard and walked in.

The courtyard is not big, with three Zen rooms in the middle, and lights are coming out from the window of the Zen room to the north, making people feel that the house is particularly bright.

Walking outside the Beichan room, the little monk Tianming stopped.

"Master Abbot, they are here."

"Please come in."

"yes."

The little monk Tianming pushed open the door of the Beichan room and signaled Zhao Tianguang and Hanteng to go in, but he stood outside the door without moving.

After seeing Zhao Tianguang and Han Teng enter, Tianming closed the door of the Beichan Room.

"Master Zhao, is there anything you need to come to me so late?"

In the Zen room, an old monk wearing a gray monk's robe and kind-eyed man was sitting cross-legged on a wooden bed.

"Master Tianguang, I really have an urgent matter to disturb you so late. Please forgive me."

As he said that, Zhao Tianguang folded his hands together and bowed to Abbot Tianguang to apologize.

"This is also the fate between you and me. Since there is an urgent matter, please tell Mr. Zhao to tell me and see if I can help you."

"Yes, yes, this is really true, Master Tianguang, you can help."

Zhao Tianguang said as he turned around and pulled Han Teng to Abbot Tianguang.

"Master Tianguang, I'm here to disturb you so late today, not for my own business, but for my friend Han Teng. Please help me save him."

Han Teng was so amused and laughed by Zhao Tianguang's words.

Until now, he didn't know what Zhao Tianguang brought him to Tianguang Temple for.

If it weren't for knowing Zhao Tianguang for a long time, he would have suspected that Zhao Tianguang suddenly had a mental illness and was abnormal.

"Oh, you came because of your friend Han Teng, Han Teng?"

Abbot Tianguang repeated Zhao Tianguang's words and recited Han Teng's name. When Abbot Tianguang pronounced Han Teng's name for the second time, his eyes that had been slightly narrowed suddenly opened, staring at Han Teng with brilliance.

"Your name is Hanteng?"

Abbot Tianguang's affable face suddenly became serious and his voice filled with majesty.

"Yes, my name is Hanteng."

Han Teng also noticed the slightly changed face of Abbot Tian Guang: "Does this old monk know me?" Han Teng thought to himself.

"Do you know the blind three-counter?" Abbot Tianguang stared at Han Teng and suddenly mentioned the name of the blind three-counterer.

Han Teng knew that no one knew about the Blind Three Sorting World, but he didn't expect that Abbot Tian Guang asked this question as soon as he saw Han Teng.

Listening to rumors in the world, Blind Three Stories' junior brother Blind Butler has been helping Long Lingtian find the whereabouts of Blind Three Stories, but this Blind Three Stories is as if they have disappeared in the world, and no one knows his whereabouts.

When the abbot Tianguang heard his name, he mentioned the blind three calculations. Han Teng could be sure that the abbot Tianguang was also a man in the martial arts world.

However, Han Teng did not immediately express whether he knew the blind three calculations. When he encountered the blind three calculations, the blind three calculations were avoiding the pursuit of the rivers and lakes. Although the abbot Tianguang in front of him seemed kind and aimless, the most people in the rivers and lakes were the smiling tigers with a knife hidden in his smile. He could not tell what he knew before he could not tell whether the person in front of him was an enemy or a friend.

Seeing Han Teng's vigilant expression, Abbot Tianguang smiled and turned to look at Zhao Tianguang.

"Donor Zhao, can you go out and stay with Tianming for a while? I have something to say to this donor Han."

Abbot Tianguang is a god-like existence in Zhao Tianguang's eyes. Zhao Tianguang has always followed what Abbot Tianguang said.

When Zhao Tianguang heard that Abbot Tianguang was about to talk to Han Teng alone, he immediately turned around and walked out. When he walked, he still pulled Han Teng's sleeve.

"Brother, listen carefully to Master Tianguang's words. He will definitely not suffer any losses when he listens to him. I'll wait for you outside."

After saying that, Zhao Tianguang walked out of the Beichan room and went to the yard to find the little monk Tianming.

"Please sit down by Donald Han."
Chapter completed!