Over the next two days, Wangchen became increasingly depressed.
He could not accept the fact that Xuan Kong had passed away, but he searched the entire Lingyin Temple, but still could not find the old monk.
The little Taoist priest pulled Wangchen's sleeve on the side and said weakly: "Master, what should we do now?"
Wangchen took a deep breath, his eyes turning slightly red.
The whole person no longer has the same charm as before, as if he has aged several dozen years, his aura is decadent, and his originally silver hair has turned a little yellow.
The Taoist robes all over his body were torn and messy, and he didn't even bother to tidy them up.
After hearing what his young apprentice said, Wangchen sighed again, with a look of helplessness on his face.
"Let's go."
His voice became old and hoarse.
The whole person looked decadent, not like a strong man, but like a twilight old man.
Although he was very sad and wanted to stay here to accompany his old brother for a while, the time for war in Tianfu was approaching, and he had to go to help, otherwise the entire monastic world might be destroyed.
At this moment, Abbot Xuanshan and others quickly retreated to make way for Wangchen.
Although they are eager to imprison this old bastard here, who among them dares to stop him under such circumstances?
However, when the old Taoist priest walked to the door, he saw a drunken old monk wearing tattered monk robes and holding a broken gourd in his hand, blocking his way.
"Does the old Taoist priest have any wine?"
When Wangchen heard these words, his whole body was shaken.
At this time, when Abbot Xuanshan saw the old monk with torn cassock blocking Wangchen, his expression suddenly changed.
This old Taoist priest was in the Heavenly Ancestor Realm and must not be provoked. He finally wanted to send this plague god away, but he didn't expect that the drunken old monk dared to block his way.
He wants to involve the entire Lingyin Temple in this.
Everyone looked horrified.
One of the monks angrily yelled at the old monk: "Old drunkard, please step down quickly. As a monk, you don't follow the monk's precepts. We are kind enough to take you in, so we naturally have the qualifications to check and balance you."
This old alcoholic monk accidentally came to the gate of Lingyin Temple decades ago. He was seriously injured and was almost judged to be unable to survive.
But I didn't expect that this old drunkard was really lucky, and he survived in the end.
However, after waking up, he only knew how to drink and ignored other things. He couldn't ask about his history and said nothing.
Moreover, if you don’t give him a drink, he will go crazy and no one can stop him.
Finally, Xuanshan came forward and gave him a special case, allowing him to bring him wine every day but he had to clean the entire temple.
Everyone laughed at him and thought he was a drunkard.
This sentence was originally a joke on their part, but now it seems that this drunk maniac is really crazy.
He actually blocked Taoist Wangchen's path and asked him for a drink.
In response to the monk's angry shouting, the old drunkard smiled drunkenly and said: "Bold, I am your Patriarch Xuankong. If you dare to be rude to me, aren't you afraid of being punished by the Discipline Hall?"
"Asshole, you pretended to be the Patriarch again."
By this time, the monk was already furious.
It's okay to lose face in your own home, but this old drunkard actually lost face outside.
When this old drunkard first entered Lingyin Temple decades ago, after accidentally knowing about Patriarch Xuankong, he actually continued to call himself Patriarch Xuankong.
This immediately angered everyone in Lingyin Temple and even alarmed the abbot of Xuanshan.
Patriarch Xuankong died thousands of years ago, how could he reappear? This old drunkard really regarded Lingyin Temple as an easy target to bully.
It was okay to talk about it before, but now I say this in front of Taoist Wangchen. If this angers Taoist Wangchen, then I am afraid that the entire Lingyin Temple will be implicated again.
The monk shouted angrily and gritted his teeth and said: "Get out of here quickly, don't blame me for being rude if you block the road again,"
After saying this, seeing that the old drunkard still had no reaction, he couldn't help but get angry and wanted to kick the old drunkard away.
"Bang!"
A violent sound came, and what shocked everyone was that the old drunkard was not kicked away, but the powerful monk flew directly backwards.
"Master Wangchen, what do you mean?"
Xuanshan's face turned livid. This was an important place for Buddhism, and there had also been some powerful men in the world like Xuankong.
But being bullied one after another today, he was already on the verge of rage.
"You are so powerful that you destroyed all the temples in our Lingyin Temple. Since you are a senior and know our Xuankong Patriarch, we dare not do anything to you, but now that you are hurting others, isn't it a bit too much?"
His tone of voice was filled with unconcealable rage. He held the scepter tightly in his hand and exuded a powerful aura.
The monks also surrounded Wangchen one by one, with fierce momentum.
The little Taoist priest was so frightened that he hid in the arms of the old Taoist priest.
But Wangchen didn't even look at Xuanshan Mountain.
His eyes were locked on the old drunkard in front of him, and his eyes became moist again.
The old drunkard was shabby and had a messy beard that covered most of his face, but Wangchen still recognized him at a glance.
Wangchen's mood was very uneasy, and thousands of words were condensed into one sentence.
"Old man, long time no see!"
"What?"
Many monks had surprised looks on their faces.
Wangchen knows this old drunkard? How is it possible? What is his identity? He is a powerful person in the Ascension Realm.
And this old drunkard is at the bottom of Lingyin Temple, and he does some work of chopping firewood, boiling water and cleaning the temple.
If the two of them can't even get along, how can they possibly have any intersection?
The old drunkard chuckled, and his drunken and hazy eyes suddenly became brighter.
Revealing a deep color.
"I didn't expect that old monk I would become such a mess, you can still remember it."
"Damn it, we really know each other." When the old ghost said this, everyone was shocked.
How did the two of them know each other?
They all became a little curious. After all, from what they heard, this old drunkard who had been ignored by them for decades actually had the same capital as Taoist Wangchen.
Xuan Shan also had a look of shock on his face.
His intuition told him that this old drunkard's identity was unusual. He had never paid attention to him before because he was a superior abbot and the other party was just a handyman drunkard. There was a huge gap between the two and they were not compatible at all.
However, Wangchen, whom he calls his senior, actually has a close relationship with the old drunkard.
"Time flies so damn fast, we are all old in the blink of an eye."
Wangchen seemed to be sighing and remembering.
Then, he stared at the old drunkard in front of him, and then said: "Xuankong, you don't seem to be living a good life."
With one sentence, the whole place fell silent.
All the monks clearly heard a person's name from Wangchen's mouth.
Xuan Kong.
They all froze, with shocked expressions on their faces. Some of them were completely petrified and almost forgot how to breathe.
The sound of a needle dropping could be heard in the field, and everyone could only hear the sound of their own heartbeats and blood flowing in their bodies.
Even Abbot Xuanshan was included, looking at the old drunkard with incredulous expressions.
I don't know how long it took, but a monk present finally reacted, and his jaw almost dislocated.
However, he still looked at the old drunkard with shock on his face.
"Senior Wangchen, he, he, he... what did he say? That drunkard is our Xuan Kong Patriarch?"
An elder also felt that his brain was not enough. He scratched his head and said with shock: "This is absolutely impossible. Has Patriarch Xuankong passed away not long ago? All the relics are left behind in the forbidden area.
How could it be possible to fake it?"
Abbot Xuanshan was the most shocked: "Senior Wangchen would never joke about this matter, but how is this possible? Patriarch Xuankong was not noticed by anyone in our Lingyin Temple, and he was even treated as a
The drunkard has been treated and ridiculed for decades, why on earth did he do this? Why didn't he tell his true identity?"
He has an emotional breakdown now.
Thinking about asking his ancestor to carry water and chop firewood, Xuanshan wanted to die. (To be continued)
