"Apprentice, when you kneel down later, remember to be clear in your posture. Don't let others think that our master and apprentice have evil intentions."
"Yes, I remember."
"Also, if someone really wants to kill us, then we can't sit still and wait for death. You must take the things my master gave you and don't let your hands shake when the time comes!"
"Don't worry, master, I have learned how to use that thing."
"Very good. Whether we can survive today depends on the luck of our master and apprentice."
The master and the apprentice silently waited for the enemy's arrival with a tragic mood.
But after waiting for a long time, there was no break in as expected.
There wasn't any shouting either.
"Is the Son here?"
The voice of Monk Huikong came from outside.
Is it Huikong?
Ye Qingyun was startled, and then he felt overjoyed.
If the enemy army did not attack, it must have been blocked by Huikong and the others.
"I didn't expect these monks to be quite useful!"
Ye Qingyun is determined.
"Let's go out and take a look."
Ye Qingyun and Guo Xiaoyun got out from under the bed, opened the door carefully and took a look.
really!
There were no enemy troops outside the courtyard, only Huikong and a few other monks.
It can be seen that Huikong and others experienced a fierce battle, and everyone was injured.
But they looked extremely excited and excited.
"It turns out it's you. It scared me to death."
Ye Qingyun opened the door and said with a long sigh of relief.
But they saw Huikong and others kneeling on the ground, saluting Ye Qingyun.
This completely confused Ye Qingyun.
"What are you doing?"
Huikong had a look of respect on his face: "We are here to thank the Holy Son for his life-saving grace!"
What?
Ye Qingyun looked confused.
What a life-saving favor?
Shouldn't I be the one thanking you?
Guo Xiaoyun on the side also looked puzzled. He looked at his master and then at the monks.
He was also a little confused about the situation.
"No, no, no, it's me who should be thanking you. If you hadn't repelled the enemy, my apprentice and I would have been dead."
Ye Qingyun quickly went to help Huikong and others.
When Huikong and others heard this, they were all startled.
"Holy Son, it's not you..."
Just as a monk was about to speak, Huikong immediately gave him a look.
The latter understood and quickly shut up.
"The Holy Son understands the mortal world and devotes himself to cultivation. We must not damage the Holy Son's state of mind."
Huikong used Buddhist secret techniques to transmit messages to everyone.
"That's right. The Holy Son has great wisdom and great merits, but he doesn't care about these things. He practices as a mortal. This is the real master!"
"Compared with the Holy Son, we are really far behind."
"The Holy Son must be willing to incarnate as a mortal in order to save the world. This greatness is enough for our Buddhist sect to praise him for thousands of years!"
...
In the minds of the monks, Ye Qingyun seemed to be an eminent monk who was willing to practice as a mortal in order to save the world.
They all saw all the great things Ye Qingyun did, but they didn't say anything about it.
only if.
Only in this way can Ye Qingyun's practice be smoother.
Huikong and others all thought so.
Ye Qingyun watched these monks making eye contact with each other, their expressions changing, and nodding from time to time.
"What are these bald heads doing?"
Ye Qingyun was a little speechless.
"Holy Son, let's not disturb you for now. We will go down the mountain to practice."
Monk Huikong said.
"Yeah, okay, I'll go down the mountain and visit your temple another day."
Ye Qingyun said casually.
"We are extremely honored to have the Holy Son here!"
Unexpectedly, Ye Qingyun's casual words made Huikong and others become excited.
I wish I could get Ye Qingyun's patronage right away.
Ye Qingyun scratched his head.
I just said it casually, and you really became happy.
"Huh? Why do you two look familiar?"
Suddenly, Ye Qingyun pointed at the two bald heads kneeling beside him.
The bald old man and the young man looked familiar to Ye Qingyun.
Those two people are naturally the father and son of the Song family.
Seeing that Ye Qingyun could still remember them now, the Song family father and son were extremely excited.
"Holy Son, I am Song Xiaotian, and this is Song Chenglong, the son of a dog."
Song Xiaotian said excitedly.
"Oh! So it's you!"
Ye Qingyun nodded.
"Why are you still a monk?"
Song Xiaotian said: "Ever since the Holy Son taught us, father and son, that day, we, father and son, have devoted ourselves to Buddhism and are eager to join Buddhism."
"It just so happened that Master Huikong and others came to build a temple here. We, father and son, came to help us and asked Master Huikong to ordain us. This is how we entered Buddhism."
Song Chenglong continued: "Holy Son, my father's dharma name is Xu Hai, and my dharma name is Xu Zhu."
Ye Qingyun frowned.
"Your dharma name is Xu Zhu?"
Song Chenglong nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, Master Huikong got this for me."
Ye Qingyun smiled strangely.
"This dharma title is not bad, and it seems to be very promising."
Song Chenglong was overjoyed: "Does even the Holy Son think so? I also think it's very promising."
...
Not long after Huikong and the others left.
Emperor Wu Dongfang Su took Gu Yue to fly in the sky, galloping all the way from the imperial capital.
When they arrived near Fuyun Mountain, Dongfang Su and Gu Yue saw two large pits on the ground not far away from the sky.
Both of them were secretly awe-inspiring.
"Only true dragons can use such methods!"
Dongfang Su exclaimed.
"Your Majesty, there are indeed many temples built under Fuyun Mountain."
Gu Yue pointed to the foot of Fuyun Mountain and said.
Dongfang Su also looked over and saw that there were indeed more than a dozen temples.
The most magnificent one is called Shaolin Temple.
"With all these monks gathered here, could it be that Ye Qingyun is the Holy Son of Buddhism?"
Dongfang Su said doubtfully.
Gu Yue's face was shocked: "It is very possible that only such a master can be worthy of the title of the Holy Son of Buddhism."
Dongfang sighed solemnly.
I feel more and more that Ye Qingyun is unfathomable.
"Let's go and see the master."
Dongfang Su took Lone Moon and landed directly on the top of Fuyun Mountain.
As soon as they landed, Ye Qingyun and Guo Xiaoyun were shocked.
"Master, they can fly!"
Guo Xiaoyun's face was full of shock.
Ye Qingyun is relatively calm.
"Greetings to His Majesty the Martial Emperor!"
Ye Qingyun bowed and saluted.
When Guo Xiaoyun saw it, he quickly followed suit and saluted.
Dongfang Su saw that Ye Qingyun was still so low-key, and secretly admired him.
"You are truly worthy of being an expert. He has done such earth-shattering things and yet remains so low-key and ordinary."
If it were Dongfang Su, he would not think that he was as peaceful as Ye Qingyun.
too strong!
It's too unfathomable.
This is the demeanor that a master from this world should have.
"Master Ye, who is this?"
Dongfang Su did not mention the appearance of the real dragon, but instead asked about Guo Xiaoyun's identity.
"Oh, this is the apprentice I recently accepted, named Guo Xiaoyun."
Ye Qingyun waved to Guo Xiaoyun: "This is His Majesty the Emperor Wu of our Tianwu Dynasty."
Guo Xiaoyun looked at Dongfang Su blankly, his heart shocked beyond measure.
His Majesty the Emperor!
For Guo Xiaoyun, who was once a beggar, this is definitely an unimaginable big shot.