After finishing the last bit of rice, Yi Shuyuan put down the bowl and chopsticks.

When Shi Sheng picked up the bowl and chopsticks to put away, he wiped the bottom of the bowl with his hand, and a burst of water vapor suddenly filled the air, washing away the few food residues in the bowl and on the chopsticks.

Seeing that the master did not blame him, Shi Sheng quickly put the bowls and chopsticks into the trunk.

Yi Shuyuan picked up "The Wonderful Alchemy" and put it in his sleeve, then stood up and walked towards the courtyard of the guest house.

"Master, where are you going?" "Go to the temple for a walk." "I'll go too!"

Shi Sheng shouted and quickly trotted to catch up.

Although Yi Shuyuan had never heard of Xiangshan Zen Monastery before, it is obvious that it must have a high status in Suzhou, a northwest place. Just look at the size of the temple.

The guesthouse area where Yi Shuyuan lives is only part of the guest area, and there are two other guesthouses.

At the last moment, the beads collapsed, and the iron beads shot around like cannonballs.

The monk looked up quickly and looked around.

Guiyuan Dan looked at the corpses all over the ground. If someone died in such a place, he would most likely become a lonely ghost.

"What nonsense, hand over Guiyuan Gong first!" "Do they believe what I say?"

Huo Xuejun looked back at the monk's retreating figure. Apparently there was no place to stay in this direction.

"Yi Shuyuan, he can run away—" "Block me."

The upper hem of the monk's robe covers the thighs and obvious leggings can be seen.

In a gust of breeze, Guiyuan Dan and Shi Sheng appeared. Shi Sheng had one eye open and the other closed. Although they didn't dare to look at the corpse, they did not avoid it.

A string of Buddhist beads the size of large walnuts hangs under the body. Each one is white and shiny, almost swaying when walking.

This monk is different from other monks in Xiangshan Zen Monastery. He wears an old and even torn monk's robe, with some obvious patches on it.

The place where the monk lives and the special pilgrims will still be separated as much as possible, and the monk lives next to the monk in a part of Ding Feixiong Yuan.

The warriors who rushed towards them didn't even have time to react. They were pierced by the iron beads one after another, and some even had their foreheads exploded. Red and white things shattered on the ground, and the snow in the distance was dyed red with blood.

When we got there, there were few Buddhist temple buildings that were being expanded but not yet completed. Not to mention the overnight pilgrims, even the monks in the temple had not come. The group of people following the monks became extremely obvious.

"You are so merciful, the poor monks have not fled to Xiaoyong yet, so why do you have to deal with each other so hard...

“Don’t let me run away!” “Follow me!” “Master, look over there!

When I came, there didn't seem to be many pilgrims, and I didn't even see many monks. But there were quite a few people staying in the guest house, but it was probably just in time for dinner. "Four-four is Li Shi, right?"

Greed can blind people's minds and make them lose their minds, and our greed can also make innocent people fall into eternal disaster.

"May they be liberated from hell as soon as possible, may you be merciful!"

"Sir, just now you said these people outside the dining hall are not us."

The monk returned to Ding Feixiong Monastery again, as if something had happened, and returned to the monk's dormitory where he had been arranged.

"Are the abbot and the young master willing to take you in?"

A monk pushed the ajar door hard before knocking on the door.

"It's wrong. As long as he does what he does, you will let you go, and he will definitely disturb you these days!

No one next to me said in a more urgent voice, "The abbot is just saying that I will ask my senior brother to leave tomorrow!

Arriving at the wall in front of Ding Feixiong Monastery, the monk paused in his steps, then jumped heavily, put his hands on the top of the wall, and flipped over.

Since no monk passed by, I took the Guiyuan Pill and asked.

"Yeah, who would have thought that Yi Shuyuan would become what he is today? Would he think that being a fake monk would really cut off the worldly ties?"

The monk's Buddhist sound has now become a life-threatening talisman. The few remaining people who fled were frightened every time they heard the sound. Just a moment ago, no seventh person could stand.

The breeze picked up again, and Guiyuan Dan took Shi Shenghua into the wind and left. Although the mountains seemed quiet, there were still some animals hiding in the dark smelling the smell of blood in the gradually falling night, but they just dared to get close for the time being.

There seemed to be no words in the monk's mouth, but he knew that he was reciting sutras, and he was squinting in his mind, so he just went back.

And when the monk passed by, not one, two, or a few people passed by in the same direction. Those people were either wearing animal skins or wearing rich clothes, and none of them had the intention to look at the monk intentionally.

"Ho ho, ah—" "Jogging—"

A small number of people around him rushed over at that moment, few jumped up, and few sprinted through the snow.

No one even directly flew out the hidden weapon at this moment, but the monk behind him nervously dodged it.

The first two waves of people stepped on the snow and left numerous footprints, but no one whispered in front of them.

"You, the Buddha, are merciful and don't do evil again..."

He walked steadily with his feet firmly on the ground, hanging iron beads on his body, clearly showing an evil aura, but there really was no trace of Buddhist aura...

"Disciple knows!

This monk had obviously realized something. I just recited mercy and stopped going back. Obviously, I didn't actually go to the guest house or the monk's house, but kept walking towards the front mountain.

"This wandering monk is a murderer. You have to keep me here. Please send someone to report it to the official before you drive him out of the temple!"

It's not the time when the sun sets. It's even worse as it retreats into the mountains, as if the sky is getting dark faster.

The monk in the Zen room was the one who later went to find the Guiyuan Pill.

Hui Mian's voice rang in his ears, and Gui Yuandan glanced around to know who it was referring to.

"You, the Buddha, are merciful and save him from going to hell...

"You are compassionate..."

"Oh, the winner is yes. You can tell just by looking at his clothes. He must be a traveling monk. That's also a common thing. Some people just stay in the temple for a few days, and some even want to stay. It’s about leaving, it’s about knowing what kind of person that person is..."

At this time, Yi Shuyuan and Shi Sheng were walking in the temple, and they saw many pilgrims and monks passing by one after another. Looking in the direction of the visitors, they knew where the dining hall was.

With this thought in mind, the monk looked at the blood beads in his hands and stood there for a long time without moving, but his mouth stopped moving. It was still a long string of Buddhist scriptures, not the seven words "Your Buddha is compassionate".

"Your Buddha is compassionate, your Buddha is compassionate, your Buddha is compassionate..." Dong Dong Dong~"

The monk said that he put his hands together and bowed, and then left. There were few people in Ding Feixiong Monastery now, so every monk was vague about who the guests were.

At a critical moment, a monk with a long beard appeared outside the abbot's meditation room of the temple.

"Master, are we going for this monk?"

"Bang", "bang", "bang", "bang"... "Toshiori Junior!"

"Woohoo...Woohoo..." "Swish" "Swish" "Swish" "Swish"... "Dang~"

The monk looked at Guiyuan Dan and then looked in the direction I pointed.

"You, Buddha, are merciful, but this poor monk wants to break the precept of killing..."

After saying this, the monk turned around and left before bowing, leaving the monk in the room sighing.

Several people behind him screamed and used their physical skills to escape.

"Of course it is. It's just that my martial arts skills are obviously beyond the reach of ordinary people, but I seem to want to be a real monk."

At this moment, in the Xiangshan Mountain, the monk was running slowly from behind, and a group of people in front were chasing Shishe with swift movement and movement. Both sides were extremely slow and rushed downwards into the Xiangshan Mountain.

Xiao Yue had been chasing him for half a quarter of an hour, but before the snow around him got thicker and thicker, the monk ran into a mountain col and suddenly stopped and ran away.

There seems to be little difference between them and other pilgrims, but in Guiyuan Dan's eyes, those people are still not the same as ordinary people, and this evil spirit is particularly conspicuous in Buddhist places.

Is it some profound scripture, or is it just a few words that are recited over and over again?

The Guiyuan Pill pulled Shi Sheng to one side, and suddenly it turned into the wind and blew backward.

"Ding Xiaoxia, since he hasn't decided yet to pursue world affairs, let's hand over Gui Yuan Gong and Xiang Shan Chan. It's up to him whether he wants to be a monk or live in seclusion in the countryside!"

After a while, the monk washed the beads in the snow, put them in the monk's bag and left.

It was a single large room, with an oil lamp burning outside.

The monk put his hands together and passed the Buddhist beads behind his chest.

At the moment when the leader was frightened, the monk arrived in front of me before he stepped out of the snow, and struck out with a palm. The former had time to parry before being hit in the front, and his whole body was knocked into the snow and there was movement.

Shi Sheng pointed to a person in the distance, to be precise, it was a monk walking from the dining hall.

The mountain wind whistled in the monk's ears, but even then I still stopped chanting.

The abbot in the Zen room didn't seem to notice it. He turned his head and looked inside. His face suddenly showed shock, and he quickly got up and bowed to pray to the Buddha.

The soft sword twisted after being blocked, and the Buddhist beads pierced my heart with a bang...

"That senior brother, the abbot said he has been staying in the temple for a few days and it's time to leave."

That situation made Guiyuan Dan pause for a moment, and the monk passed by me, and his voice was muffled.

"Half of my power has been lost. Catch me first!" "Down-"

The abbot bowed again and when he raised his head, he didn't see the monk coming through the door.

"They believed what the poor monk said, but they believed what they heard from hearsay..."

The monk used the fine hemp ropes to string up the iron beads again. The sound of footsteps came from the door again, which made me take action.

"Where did Xiangshan Zen go?" "Do you know how to practice Guiyuan Gong with Xiangshan Zen?"
To be continued...