Over the past two days, people have left one after another.
After all, everything that should be consulted has been consulted, and everything that should be discussed in the Wulin Alliance has been finished. It would not be good to disturb the old god again.
The three old monsters like Zhou Shenjian did not leave. They chatted with the old fortune teller alone.
As for what they were talking about, no one knew.
Shen yelled, no, Shen Shijue never showed up, which made Xiao Chen quite disappointed.
Of the four old monsters, his favorite is Shen Dao Dao.
Although he almost went under the knife with Shen Tao at first, they got along very well later.
Some people leave, some come... A person who Xiao Chen didn't expect came to Longshan.
"Monk?"
Listening to Xiao Wu's call, Xiao Chen was a little confused.
"Where did the monk come from?"
"He said his name is Wenfa, and you know Brother Chen."
Xiao Wu replied.
"Can't? It's him?"
Xiao Chen was surprised. Three figures appeared in his mind, including a monk, a nun and a child.
This is a family of three.
"Xiao Wu, send him up personally."
Xiao Chen explained immediately.
"Okay, Brother Chen."
"Why are you here, Monk Wen? Are you also here to see an old fortune teller? Or are you here to see me?"
Xiao Chen put away his phone and muttered to himself.
"He and the old monk came out of Xumi Temple together... Forget it, let's meet first."
About five or six minutes later, Xiao Chen saw the great monk Wen Wu who was wearing a gray monk's robe.
"Even a monk's robe can't hide his wildness..."
Xiao Chen looked at the helpless monk, murmured in his heart, and stepped forward with a smile.
"Master Wu, long time no see, you still have the same style."
"Amitabha, this should be said by a young monk."
The helpless monk put his hands together.
"Long time no see. Donor Xiao has been honored as the leader of the martial arts alliance. Congratulations, little monk."
"It's just a false name. Come, Master Wu, please."
Xiao Chen made an invitation gesture, asking Monk Fang to come in.
After sitting down, Xiao Chen made some spiritual tea.
"Master Unable, please."
"Almsgiver Xiao can just call the young monk Dharma by his name. 'Master' is not suitable."
The helpless monk shook his head.
"Haha, okay."
Xiao Chen smiled and nodded.
"No way, why are you here alone?"
"They are at Xumi Temple."
Unable to understand what Xiao Chen asked, the great monk replied.
"In Xumi Temple?"
Xiao Chen was a little surprised. This Xumi Temple is really a special place. It houses nuns and children?
No wonder Lao Xue always wanted to visit Xumi Temple. Even he was very interested.
"Yes, the young monk came here with the mission of the master."
The helpless monk nodded.
"What mission?"
Xiao Chen was curious, could Xumi Temple be born?
He didn't know much about Xumi Temple, mostly from Fatty Chen and Xue Chunqiu.
On the other hand, Ghost Buddha Zhao Tathagata rarely mentioned anything about Xumi Temple. He only mentioned that there were eminent monks and powerful men in Xumi Temple last time.
Xumi Temple has been practicing in seclusion and rarely cares about the affairs of the ancient martial arts world. In comparison, it is more mysterious than the Sun and Moon Sect.
The Sun and Moon Divine Sect is one of three sects. Even if they rarely interact with the Jianghu forces, almost everyone knows about their reputation.
As for Xumi Temple... very few people know about it.
"The young monk came to see my uncle, Ghost Buddha Zhao Tathagata."
The helpless monk looked at Xiao Chen and said.
"Looking for the old monk?"
Xiao Chen was surprised.
"What's the matter?"
"The host asked my uncle to go back. As for what happened, he didn't say much."
The helpless monk shook his head.
"Go back to Xumi Temple?"
Xiao Chen was startled, but thinking about it again, the old monk had returned to Xumi Temple a long time ago, and he said last time that he could represent Xumi Temple.
"Okay, I'll have someone call him."
"I'm sorry to trouble you, Donor Xiao."
"Haha, come and drink tea."
"Good...good tea."
The helpless monk took a sip of tea and his eyes immediately lit up.
The next second, he closed his eyes and felt the fluctuations in his soul grow faintly.
When Xiao Chen saw this, he released his consciousness and carefully felt the helpless monk's state, and was a little surprised at the same time.
It was impossible for a great monk to become Hua Jin before, but now he is at the peak of the late stage of Hua Jin.
Obviously, even though we haven’t seen each other for a while, there is a great opportunity.
"This tea..."
The helpless monk opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Chen.
"The spiritual tea brought back by the old fortune teller can nourish the soul."
After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he thought for a moment, took out two porcelain bottles from the bone ring, and handed them to Monk Feng.
"What's this?"
The helpless monk took it and said curiously.
"The spiritual liquid that nourishes the soul can make the soul stronger..."
Xiao Chen introduced.
"oh?"
Monk Feng was surprised. He opened it and smelled it, and felt refreshed.
"For the young monk?"
"certainly."
Xiao Chen smiled and nodded. He had a good relationship with Monk Feng and they had helped each other.
"Thank you, Donor Xiao..."
Helpless, the great monk had no friendship, so he stood up, clasped his hands together, and bent down slightly.
"Haha, you're welcome, we are friends."
Xiao Chen smiled.
"Sit down, let's continue drinking tea."
"good."
The helpless monk nodded and sat down again.
While the two were chatting, the ghost Buddha Zhao Ru arrived.
"Uncle."
The helpless monk got up quickly when he saw the ghost Buddha Zhao Tathagata.
"Why are you here?"
Ghost Buddha Zhao Tulai nodded and asked.
"The host asked the young monk to come."
The helpless monk replied.
"He asked you to go back to Xumi Temple."
"Hmm? When?"
Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai frowned slightly, he was planning to follow Xiao Chen to no man's land.
"The host said 'the sooner the better'."
The helpless monk put his hands together and bowed slightly.
"The sooner the better?"
Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai frowned deeper, and his originally peaceful eyes became a bit sharper.
"What happened to Xumi Temple?"
"No."
The helpless monk shook his head.
"The host didn't say anything else. He just asked me to see you and ask you to come back as soon as possible. The sooner the better."
"..."
Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai frowned and said nothing, obviously thinking about why the host was doing this.
Xiao Chen was also startled, wondering, is the great monk here to call the old monk back to Xumi Temple?
On the list of those who want to go to no man's land, there is Zhao Tathagata, the ghost Buddha.
"Master, since the abbot of Xumi Temple has called you back, you should go back first."
Xiao Chen thought for a while and then took the initiative to speak.
"But the old monk has agreed to go to no man's land with you."
Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai looked at Xiao Chen and said.
"Haha, business is more important. Since the abbot of Xumi Temple cannot come to you, there must be something going on. Maybe it will be a big deal."
Xiao Chen smiled.
"As for the no-man's land, it's enough with Lao Xue and the others."
"OK."
Seeing Xiao Chen say this, Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai pondered for a moment and nodded.
"Then the old monk will go back to Xumi Temple first. If nothing happens, he will go to the no-man's land to meet you."
"OK."
Xiao Chen smiled and nodded.
"Besides the old monk, who else did the host call back?"
The ghost Buddha Zhao Tathagata looked at the great monk Wu Fa again and asked.
"I heard that all the monks who are outside are returning to the temple."
The helpless monk replied.
Hearing this, Ghost Buddha Zhao Tathagata's eyes flashed, and all the monks outside went back?
It seems that Xumi Temple is really doing something big.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to recall everyone back.
Although there are not many monks from Xumi Temple outside, there are still some.
They are either traveling in the rivers and lakes, or communicating in other temples...
It's just that Xumi Temple has always been mysterious, and some monks who came out will not mention Xumi Temple.
Therefore, few people know their identities and they only regard them as wandering monks.
"Donor Xiao, this is hosted by the old god."
The helpless monk took out another letter and said.
"Huh? A fortune teller?"
Xiao Chen was surprised.
"Why didn't you say anything just now?"
"The host said that the young monk should meet with his uncle and confirm that he is here before taking out this letter."
The helpless monk said.
"He also said that the young monk should hand it over to the old god with his own hands."
Hearing this, Xiao Chen and Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai were a little surprised. They handed it to the old fortune teller with their own hands?
"It just so happens that when the old monk leaves, he also wants to say something to the old god."
Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai said to Xiao Chen.
"Well, let's go see the old fortune teller together."
Xiao Chen nodded and took the ghost Buddha Zhao Tulai and the great monk Wu Wen to the old fortune teller's residence.
When the old fortune teller learned that the abbot of Xumi Temple had someone bring him a letter, he was slightly surprised.
He took it, opened it in front of the three of them, and quickly read the contents of the letter.
"Old fortune teller, what did the abbot of Xumi Temple say?"
In front of the ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai and the great monk Wu Wu, Xiao Chen didn't even look over and asked.
"This was not written by the abbot of Xumi Temple."
The old fortune teller shook his head.
"It was written by Monk Kuhai."
"Monk from the Sea of Bitterness?"
Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, then realized who Monk Kuhai was.
Last time when they were discussing strong men, Ghost Buddha Zhao Tathagata mentioned that there are strong men in Sumeru Temple who can fight against the gods of the West!
The strong man in Xumi Temple is this monk in the sea of suffering!
At that time, he was still curious as to why he was called such a Dharma name, so he was deeply impressed.
Not only Xiao Chen was surprised, but the ghost Buddha Zhao Tulai was also surprised. Uncle Ku Hai?
The helpless monk looked a little confused, who is the sea of suffering?
This name seems familiar?
Is it the master who went into seclusion?
Didn't it mean that this master passed away many years ago?
"Old fortune teller, why are Master Kuhai and... Master Kuhai writing to you?"
Xiao Chen asked hurriedly.
"Let me help."
The old fortune teller said casually.
"Help?"
Xiao Chen was stunned again.
"Save whose life?"
"Of course it's his life."
The old fortune teller said and went upstairs.
"You guys wait here for a moment."
Xiao Chen and the other three looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what was going on.
"Uncle, Master Kuhai is not dead...no, not passed away?"
The helpless monk asked.
"..."
Ghost Buddha Zhao Ru looked at him but did not answer.
"Well..."
The helpless monk also realized that if he passed away, how could he still write to the old god and say something about saving his life?
Soon, the old fortune teller came down from upstairs and handed the ghost Buddha Zhao Tulai a brocade box.
"Take it back and give it to Monk Kuhai."
"Yes, old fairy."
Ghost Buddha Zhao Tathagata responded and took it with both hands.
"Besides, please bring me a message to him... Beneath Mount Sumeru, there is a sea of misery beyond the sky. When the time comes, you will find the shore only when you turn back."
