"Buyu, I'm leaving." Buyu seemed to hear the sound whispering in her ear in her sleep. She suddenly opened her eyes and sat up. Her clothes were soaked in sweat. Buyu then looked around, a strange place, where is this?

When Keba saw Buyu awake, he said, "Does Buyu still hurt?"

Buyu looked at Keba, his hand seemed to be injured, wrapped in a white cloth, "I'm fine, what's wrong with your hand?"

Keba looked at her and looked at Luo Yan sitting at the door. He saw that Luo Yan also had such a layer of white cloth on his hand, "What's wrong with your hand?"

The two men looked at each other and then looked at each other.

In fact, something like this happened that they could not explain. When they ran away quickly with Buyu, Buyu suddenly stared at the wide eyes and pulled the two of them up and threw them into the air. Luo Yan and Keba fell to the ground and looked Buyu. Buyu seemed to have lost his mind and his whole body was as hot as fire. She turned around and ran to Guoqing Temple. Luo Yan and Keba started to grab her. Each of them used one hand, but the moment they touched her, they were burned by the temperature of Buyu's body. The two of them rubbed their hands and didn't know what to do. Buyu had already run back at an astonishing speed. Just when they were at a loss, Buyu suddenly fell down again and fainted again.

Keba tentatively touched his unwavering body with his hands, and it was no longer hot. When he returned to his normal body temperature, neither of them knew what was going on. He only saw something shining in his body on his back.

"Can it be the Buddhist bead of Xiuyuan?" Keba did not dare to touch it, he looked at Luo Yan.

"How do I know, why are you so strong?" Luo Yan rubbed his scalded hand, "Let's find a place first."

In this way, the two of them found such a dilapidated temple without hesitation.

Buyu had no impression of this incident at all. She shook her head, "I don't know anything, my body hurt so much that I fainted."

"Does your body still hurt?" Keba asked with concern, Buyu Yaoyao's head, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt that much."

"These stinky monks actually recite the Demon-Suppressing Sutra. We came early and you were dead. They all said that monks are compassionate. Why are these monks so vicious?" Luo Yan looked around his chest and looked at the direction of the foreign temple in the gate, and said fiercely.

"Because we, no, you are demons." Keba was always happy to choose himself.

"What's wrong with the demon?" Luo Yan raised his voice, "Doesn't it be more important to be kind than others? Look at the stupid woman sitting there, who is taking on her for the loving man again and again. Do they appreciate the affection?" Luo Yan seemed to be talking to Keba and actually looked unswervingly at the last sentence.

She kept her head down and recalled the scene she was in Guoqing Temple. She lay on the ground in pain, stretched out her hand to look at the row of meditation rooms. She shouted, "She cried, she asked for cultivation, but there was no cultivation, but cultivation was not."

Thinking of this, Buyu began to shed tears. Luo Yan came over, "You said, have you shed tears for the first half of your life these days?"

Unswervingly couldn't raise his head, tears fell down her face on the back of her hand, and a tear burst out.

"Can you still leave?" Luo Yan asked her, "It will collapse after the ruined temple, so we have to leave here."

"I won't leave--" said unswervingly.

"What are you going to do? Do you still have to go back?" Luo Yan looked at Buyu, and Keba was also surprised, "You can't fight against those monks."

He nodded unswervingly, "I know."

"Then why are you? You're going to die. Li Xiuyuan won't come out. What kind of arhat is reincarnated? That's the most affectionate person. If we don't come, you will die in Guoqing Temple." Luo Yan really wanted to use something to knock Long Buyu's head open. What exactly is this? How could he be so confused?

He stood up coldly, "I will not go back until I see him."

"He is no longer in Guoqing Temple." Keba said, "My crystal ball shows that he had already gone to Lingyin Temple with an old monk early this morning."

Luo Yan and Keba looked at each other, and their expressions were still cold, "Then I will go to Lingyin Temple. I want to find Li Xiuyuan. No matter where the ends of the world, I will see him."

Xiuyuan and Master Huiyuan came to Lingyin Temple. Xiuyuan looked at the dark yellow wall. Master Huiyuan was in front of him, "Xiyuan, follow me."

Xiuyuan nodded and followed Master Huiyuan in. Although this place is not as big as Guoqing Temple, it is quite famous in the local area.

The presiding of Lingyin Temple was a sudden illness. Master Huiyuan came here to take over the presiding position. He would definitely bring the cultivation, so he came here.

Xiuyuan and Master Huiyuan arranged in the quietest meditation room. Master Huiyuan and him cleaned up briefly and sat opposite each other.

The master would recite scriptures at this time, regardless of wind and rain. When chanting scriptures, he would sit beside him and listen to him recite scriptures.

Master Huiyuan slowly opened his eyes, "Why are you not attentive?"

Xiuyuan shook his head, "No."

"I'm still thinking about that fox demon?" Master Huiyuan turned the Buddhist beads in his hand.

Xiuyuan asked coldly, "Master, when will I become a monk?"

"Have you fulfilled your heart in the world?"

Xiuyuan knew that he was escaping, "Didn't you just say that you could just get through last night?" He is now determined to become a monk, wanting to escape these troubles, and also wanting to completely let Buyu give up.

Huiyuan paused, "You have a good night's rest, and I will take over as the presidency tomorrow and give you a sacrificial life." After Master Huiyuan finished speaking, he stood up and left the room. The empty Zen room was a little dark, and there was only a long light that was not lit on the table.

Xiu Yuan stood up and there was a platform in front of him. There was nothing on it, but there was an incense burner. This was a platform for worshipping without form.

Xiuyuan took two steps back, picked up three incense sticks and knelt down and bowed three times, then inserted the incense on the incense burner on Fengtai. Xiuyuan knelt down and put his hands on his chest.

Arhat, I know that my unswerving marriage has ended, and I have also committed your sins many years ago that are already unforgivable. I only wish to accompany you with the Buddha's bowl, lamp, and candle for the rest of my life, and recite the scriptures and Buddhas to let the Arhat get rid of the torture of the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible.

Xiuyuan kowtows, knock again, and then he did not stand up until he knocked three times.

This scene has been through thousands of years, the passing years, the time and space that have flowed through several lifetimes, today, Bai Meng sat here, a tear fell into the Buddha's bowl, causing trouble. She brushed away the tears with her index finger and raised her head to look at Master Keats.

In front of her was Wuxiang Fengtai. Before Xiuyuan was slandered, she knelt there. Bai Meng walked over and knelt down. She touched the rough puff pad and felt aching in her heart. In the Buddha bowl, she clearly saw Xiuyuan kowtow one by one. Bai Meng closed her eyes, closed her hands together, and looked at Wuxiang Fengtai.

"Arhat, I don't know your suffering. I'm late." Bai Meng bent down with tears in her eyes, knocked down one, two, and three times. When Bai Meng stood up, she seemed to see the thin man in white thousands of years ago through the faint smoke in the room, still kneeling here, and it was also this puff pad. His black hair was hanging down, his eyes closed, and he knelt devoutly.
Chapter completed!