Jingchen waved his hand and said with a wry smile: "Don't be busy yet. It will take at least three days from here to Dajue Temple. During these three days, there is no guarantee that he will not become a demon. Junior brother, please let him stay first
After cultivating here for a few days, I will refine several kinds of elixirs to suppress the demonic nature in his body." Jingwu nodded and said, "Okay, I'll trouble you, senior brother." Jingchen smiled and said, "My family doesn't have to be so polite.
When you go back to see Master, don't forget to say hello to me. I haven't been back to Dajue Temple for a long time. Best of all, Junior Brother, you are free and don't have to be bound by temple rules." Jingwu waved his hand and said, "Senior Brother, you must be very careful.
Don't say that, Master sent you here to be the abbot of Zen Temple just to train you to be the next abbot of Dajue Temple. Don't let Master's expectations down."
Jingchen smiled calmly and said: "Okay, let's not talk about this for now. You stay here with Donor Leng, and I will refine some elixirs." After saying this, he turned around and walked out of the side room.
I don’t know how long it took, but Leng Xuan, who was lying on the bed, finally opened his eyes. Looking at the ceiling above his head, his dull eyes gradually regained some vitality. At this moment, a faint voice came from the side.
: "Donor Leng." Leng Xuan heard the voice and slowly turned his head, only to see a monk in gray robe standing in front of him. He opened his mouth and asked: "Who are you?" The monk clasped his hands together.
He said: "Amitabha, poor monk Jingwu, is a disciple of Dajue Temple." Leng Xuan was slightly startled and said: "Am I at Dajue Temple?" Jingwu shook his head and said, "This is a famous Zen temple." After a pause,
He turned to ask: "Donor Leng, have you forgotten everything that happened before?" Leng Xuan tried hard to recall, but he found that his mind was blank and he could not remember anything. Jingwu looked at his expression,
Suddenly he understood. At that moment, he told everything about what happened in the past few days.
After listening, Leng Xuan's face changed slightly, and then he said: "You mean, I am on the verge of becoming a demon now?" Jingwu nodded and said: "That's right. Yesterday, my senior brother refined some pills for
Although you took it, the demonic nature in your body was suppressed and you regained consciousness. However, the effect of the elixir will not last long, so we need to rush to Dajue Temple as soon as possible and let my master save you."
Leng Xuan said with a grateful face: "Thank you, Master, when will we set off?" Jingwu said: "Without further delay, we will set off now." As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the door of the wing room being pushed open.
Immediately afterwards, an old man wearing a cassock walked in from outside. Jingwu introduced: "Donor Leng, this is my senior brother and the abbot of Zen Temple, Jingchen." Leng Xuan sat up and bowed his hands in salute.
He said: "I have met the master." Jingchen held the Buddha in his hand and said: "Donor Leng, how do you feel?" Leng Xuan nodded and said: "Much better." Jingchen continued: "Donor Leng, before arriving at Dajue Temple
, you try not to use your true energy, so as not to trigger the demonic nature in your body." Leng Xuan nodded and said: "Okay." After chatting for a few words, Jingchen turned to Jingwu and said: "Junior brother, come out, I have something to say.
You say." After saying that, the two of them saluted Leng Xuan, then turned and walked out of the wing. When they came outside, Jingwu asked: "Brother, what do you want from me?" Jingchen whispered: "Junior brother
,Last night, my disciples discovered the bodies of several pilgrims near Zen Ming Temple."