Although the mystery of Bianji's identity was basically confirmed, Ye Yuan's life did not change in any way.
It is still the habit of the past, studying, cultivating the mind, practicing...
He is still the little bald man who is ignorant of worldly affairs and rarely goes out to the temple.
What is not well known is that Ye Yuan often sneaks into the Qiankun Cauldron, eats meat and elixirs inside, and his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and he is almost reaching the middle stage of the second level.
As for Daoyue, he could never see clearly Ye Yuan's cultivation level.
This is true for the second level, and it is also true for the first level.
There is no way, the formless magic power is invisible and formless, and ordinary practitioners really cannot detect it, especially when Ye Yuan's magic power is not released, only people above the ninth level can detect it.
I have to say that the Formless Dharmakaya is really the number one weapon for pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
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Time flies, autumn passes and winter comes.
The first snow in the first year of Zhenguan came earlier than usual.
Snowflakes were flying all over the sky, like goose feathers, swirling and falling. The city of Chang'an was already covered in snow, and as far as the eye could see, the whole world was silvery white and sparkling.
There was a sudden heavy snowfall, and the freezing coldness between the sky and the earth was biting. In an inconspicuous small temple, the door of the temple was still opened early.
It doesn't matter whether there are pilgrims coming, what's important is that Bodhi Temple cannot refuse anyone's intention to worship Buddha.
Therefore, even if it is almost impossible for pilgrims to come today, the temple door must still be opened, and it must be opened on time.
This is not only respect for the pilgrims, but also the monks' own practice.
The heavy snow was still falling, and a big meat dumpling slowly swayed into the Main Hall. Although there were many candles and incense in the hall, the door was open, but there was still no warmth inside.
Darouduanzi walked over to an old monk and sat down. Probably because he couldn't bear the cold, he shivered a little, as if he was shooting a ball.
A childish voice came from the big meat ball.
"Master, it's too cold!"
The old monk's body was very "clean". He was wearing very thin clothes, but his face was still glowing red, and he seemed not to feel the slightest chill in the howling cold wind.
The old monk opened his eyes, glanced at the big meat ball next to him, shook his head helplessly, and cursed with a smile.
"Dialectics, you stupid head!"
Dialectical was not convinced and couldn't help but ask.
"Ah, Master, why am I so stupid?"
Daoyue was helpless and had no choice but to remind him.
"Hey, your junior brother is here. Take a good look at your junior brother, and then take a closer look at my master. What did you find?"
Dialectical looked at the junior brother who came in puzzledly, and suddenly realized that he was not wearing a few sets of clothes and was not bloated at all. Looking back, he saw that the same was true for the master.
At this moment, dialectics was realized.
"Master, you are not afraid of the cold!"
Dao Yue and Ye Yuan looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
"Master, how can I not be afraid of the cold?"
Facing the eldest disciple's questioning, Daoyue didn't want to answer because he was too tired.
He took on these two disciples. The younger disciple only gave him a copy of the Diamond Sutra, and then taught him meditation, and he did the rest by himself.
But for this eldest disciple, forget it, out of sight and out of mind.
There is really no comparison, so there is no harm.
In fact, although Dialectics is not a genius, he is not bad either. He still has middle-to-lower talents, but compared with "senior" trialists like Ye Yuan, he is naturally far behind.
Dialectical Eyes saw the master closing his eyes and reluctantly wanted to continue asking.
Ye Yuan had no choice but to step forward and explain.
"Senior brother, by using your magic power, you can ward off the cold and keep warm."
"ah."
Dialectical was stunned for a moment, and quickly started the exercise.
Sure enough, it's not cold anymore.
Dialectical happily took off his clothes. He didn't like being so "fat" either.
Dao Yue finally opened his eyes and looked at the big ball of flesh peeling off in front of him. He couldn't help but patted his head and scolded him.
"I told you not to practice in the morning, otherwise there would be no need for your junior brother to remind you."
Dialectical felt aggrieved and defended unconvinced.
"Master, you have wronged me, I am a practitioner!"
This excuse... was simply invincible. Ye Yuan was completely speechless.
Daoyue was even more speechless and said angrily.
"You still have the nerve to say that you don't care enough in cultivation and you can't even discover this. What can I say to you?"
"ah."
Being scolded for doing so, Dialectical was completely dumbfounded and a little at a loss.
Ye Yuan shook his head helplessly, not wanting to comment.
After a while, the depressed big meatball finally succeeded in losing weight and regained his previous slim figure.
"Master Daoyue..."
"Supplies are coming."
No need to ask, Ye Yuan knew this was the case.
After all, the time for delivering supplies every month is almost fixed.
The three masters and disciples came out of the Main Hall together, and then saw a cart entering the temple.
The person who delivered the supplies was an old man. He was wearing coarse clothes and wrapped himself tightly. Although it was not as big as the big meat ball just now, it was still a little bloated.
When he saw the "thin" master and disciple, he was shocked and sighed in his heart: He is indeed an expert in Buddhism, and his heart is not afraid of the cold.
The old man put his hands together to greet Daoyue and said.
"Master, this time, in addition to rice, flour, grains and oils, my boss was kind and sent more than a hundred kilograms of charcoal for the temple to use."
Daoyue returned the courtesy and said.
"Amitabha, please thank your host on behalf of this poor monk."
The old man nodded to show that he understood, and then said.
"Thank you, boss. Don't worry about not having enough. We will continue to deliver them next month..."
Say this and do the work.
Before they knew it, the four of them had put everything away.
The three masters and apprentices sent the old man away, and the temple became quiet again.
Dao Yue looked at the merit box, suddenly remembered something, and asked Ye Yuan.
"Bian Ji, can the magic weapon you refined last time still be refined?"
Ye Yuan instantly understood what he meant, didn't feel embarrassed, and said happily.
"Can."
Dao Yue knew that his little apprentice understood what he was thinking, and he readily agreed.
This kind of unity and friendship between brothers is very good. He nodded with satisfaction and said.
"In that case, let's unpack it today."
While Dialectics was still in a daze, Ye Yuan had already taken down the merit box and opened it with the key.
Only then did Dialectical react, and he remembered the joy of counting money before, and suddenly smiled.
This is not because he is greedy, it is just pure and simple happiness.
But this innocent look still made Dao Yue shake his head secretly, and he said.
"Dialectics, you are here to look for it this time."
"Yes, Master."
Dialectical nodded, his eyes filled with excitement.
He learned Ye Yuan's method last time, grabbed a handful of copper coins, searched for them carefully, and then threw ordinary copper coins to Ye Yuan.
Ye Yuan didn't care, he took a string and threaded the coins one by one.
The two brothers cooperated, and the consistent copper coin appeared in front of Ye Yuan.
An hour later, the copper coins in the merit box were finally empty.
"Master, Master, I have thirty copper coins here."
Dao Yue looked at his eldest disciple who was full of expectation and desire, finally nodded and affirmed with a smile.
"well done."
Dialectical scratched his head shyly and smiled sheepishly.
"hey-hey…"
"Defense machine..."
"Yes, Master."
With a little effort, Ye Yuan was able to do it all, and he started refining it again.