“How can the Grand Somitor Temple be treated differently?”
"No, I want to ask the old bald donkey."
Dao Yue looked at the jumping old man with a very ugly expression.
"Who are you calling a bald donkey?"
"Uh, slip of the tongue."
"Huh, I'm too lazy to argue with you. There's nothing I can do about it. This child is extremely talented and his appetite is more than ten times that of ordinary people..."
Ten times? That’s a lot, not a lot!
Could it be that he has a special bloodline in that family?
Thinking of that powerful man, the old man's heart still trembles.
However, this is not important, the old man said confidently.
"Even if you raise ten little monks, it's not like you, the Grand Master, can't afford to raise them if the temple is as big as yours!"
Dao Yue glanced at the old man and said in a strange tone.
"Ten times that of a grown man!"
So exaggerated?
The old man was immediately speechless.
Daoyue continued.
"Moreover, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is...this child's appetite continues to grow!"
The old man was speechless.
This was not part of his plan.
It's not that he doesn't have money to support him. I think he is a dignified prince. His family has thousands of hectares of fertile land, and one hectare has 33,333 square meters. In addition, there are 1,500 households with food towns.
There is really no shortage of money and food.
Therefore, even if the child can eat, he can still afford it.
In fact, this was just his imagination. If Ye Yuan really let go of eating, the Tang Dynasty would not dare to say that it would be no problem for him, the prince of the country, to be poor.
Well, the old man's concern is not about money, but about confidentiality.
The tree is so big that it attracts the wind.
As the Duke of the country, he has a lot of informants in his palace, and it is easy for people to notice something is wrong in matters concerning money and food.
When the time comes, if the little guy's identity is exposed by following the clues, he will be dead.
But this little guy has to be raised. Although he cannot be rich, his most basic needs must be met.
After all, if he can't even eat enough, let alone him not agreeing, no one else will agree either.
The old man thought for a while and said.
"You go back first, I will think of a safer way."
Dao Yue knew what the old man was like, and although he was cunning and cunning, he would not tolerate him for this matter.
Moreover, Dao Yue knew that this matter could not be accomplished so easily, so he did not continue to pester him and just said goodbye.
"As soon as possible, I'm leaving first."
The old man looked at Dao Yue's leaving figure and once again thought of the accident a year ago, and said apologetically.
"Old friend, I'm sorry for you!"
Dao Yue understood what he meant and couldn't help but froze. He calmed down for a moment before speaking.
"Cultivating Buddhism means cultivating the mind. Cultivation is just something external to the body. The donor does not need to care!"
After saying that, he disappeared from the Duke's Mansion in an instant without anyone noticing.
The old man looked at the garden, but he couldn't catch the bright purple and red. His eyes were dull and empty, and he murmured to himself.
"Can you really...not care?"
"Old friend, I'm sorry for dragging you into this mortal world. Unfortunately, I don't have much time left. Old friend, I hope we can keep this secret!"
"Besides, it's time for me to meet him. Only he can do this."
At this time, in a deserted dead end, Dao Yue tidied his clothes, and then Shi Shiran walked out without attracting anyone's attention.
He was sighing in his heart.
"Well, even when he begged me, I knew that this child was involved with a huge force, and even vaguely guessed that it was related to the royal family, but I didn't expect that he would be so dangerous."
In fact, he sealed the young apprentice's memory because he was afraid that the young apprentice would accidentally reveal the secret due to his young age.
As for the spells that are not perfect, it doesn't matter if it can't be sealed for a few years. When the little apprentice grows up, he can weigh the pros and cons.
However, when he got the confirmation from the old man, he became even more worried about his new apprentice. There was also the elder apprentice who was worried that he would be implicated by the younger apprentice.
As for himself, he has already seen through his own life and death, so he doesn't care too much.
Besides, if his cultivation is broken, he won't live long.
"Just let it go!"
…
The days in the temple are very fulfilling but also very boring.
There are morning classes every day at the Main Hall, and then we have breakfast together. We also do cleaning and other tasks during the day, and we also have evening classes.
In addition to these things, you also need to study Chinese characters, Buddhist scriptures, etc.
But Ye Yuan is different. He is a direct disciple of Dao Yue. He only needs to clean up his small courtyard with the dialectical monk.
All other work was arranged by Daoyue, but Daoyue did not make any arrangements.
However, Ye Yuan still couldn't take any time off.
Reading, practicing calligraphy, chanting sutras every day...
It's like I'm back in my student days, and I'm still busy with my senior year of high school, and I don't have a moment to spare.
There is no way, traditional Chinese characters are really hard to read, let alone write!
When he thought of this, Ye Yuan couldn't help but curse the heavens.
Obviously, in the college entrance examination world, there was a service called Proficient Words, but now, it is no longer available.
Really... rubbish service!
Of course, he was just thinking about it in his mind and didn't dare to say it out loud.
The most conspicuous building of Daisoji Temple is the wooden pagoda in the temple, which is 330 feet high, which is almost 100 meters in height.
You know, this is a wooden tower, not the reinforced concrete building of later generations.
It is not easy to build such a wooden building.
The skills of ancient craftsmen are really amazing.
Ye Yuan wanted to go in and visit such a tall tower, but unfortunately...he didn't have the chance.
The wooden pagoda is generally not open to the public, nor are ordinary monks in the temple.
Only distinguished guests can enter when they arrive. Ye Yuan is just a novice monk and his status is not high enough.
In the blink of an eye, a month has passed, and Ye Yuan has somewhat adapted to the life in the temple, except that he cannot eat meat.
He chants sutras, studies, and practices every day.
Over and over, over and over again.
"Master, someone is looking for you."
Ye Yuan put away his writing brush and glanced outside curiously. He didn't see anyone coming with the little dialectical monk.
Dao Yue immediately noticed his little apprentice's inattention and opened his mouth to educate him.
"Defense, don't be distracted."
"Yes, Master."
Ye Yuan reluctantly started writing again, only to see the word "quiet" on the paper. Looking at the other papers on the table, the word "quiet" was almost completely occupied.
Ye Yuan has been practicing meditation during this period. Perhaps his meditation skills are sufficient for practice, but they are too superficial for both Buddhism and Taoism.
Only by entering deep concentration can we practice better and understand the great path.
Dao Yue has long seen this problem and figured out a solution.
It means solving every little problem in life, reading, chanting scriptures, writing, and cleaning to train Ye Yuan and get rid of distracting thoughts in his mind.
It's really effective.
Ye Yuan has been able to practice for longer and longer recently, and his cultivation speed has greatly increased.