Chapter 3489

"Hehe …" Xiao Hua laughed. It seemed that there were hundreds of different people, and there were also hundreds of different monks.

Perhaps because the old monk's lantern attracted the attention of these monks, they immediately sat upright, and the chanting from their mouths became louder. There was even the rhythmic sound of a wooden fish.

However, the old monk Yong Zhong seemed not to have noticed and simply ignored them. He passed through the main hall and walked towards the backyard.

Just as he was about to pass through the courtyard gate, a tall monk came from the backyard. This monk had thick eyebrows and big eyes, looking very mighty.

"Martial Ancestor, who is this?" The monk came face to face with Xiao Hua, frowned and asked the old monk Yong Zhong.

"Oh, Miao Fa, this is the little monk who came to my Jinshan Temple for a meal …" The old monk Yong Zhong looked up and weakly replied.

"Martial Ancestor, I am Miao Chen!" When the monk heard that it was a little monk for a meal, he no longer paid attention to him and started to walk away.

Xiao Hua did not dare to delay and hurriedly withdrew his hand and put his palms together. "Amitabha, this little monk Ti Pu greets Martial Ancestor Miao Chen!"

"En." Miao Chen nodded slightly and smiled. "Go quickly, there is not much food left. If you don't go now, you won't be able to eat it!"

"No need!" Xiao Hua hurriedly said. "This little monk came to visit Great Zen Master Ji Mie."

"Oh?"

Miao Chen was surprised and released his Buddhist sense. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, it turned into a sigh. "Ai, this little monk will talk to Martial Ancestor Yong Zhong!

However, if you want to see the abbot, I'm afraid it will not be easy! "

After that, Miao Chen quickly walked away.

Xiao Hua frowned. The scene of this Jinshan Temple was really strange. Miao Chen's Buddhist sense might not be able to see Xiao Hua's strength, but Xiao Hua could tell that Miao Chen should be at Ming Shen's level of cultivation. He could be considered an expert who was one step away from becoming a master. However, it seemed that Miao Chen's mood was somewhat depressed.

Thinking about that Ming Shen, he actually stole wine and meat from the temple and went out to enjoy himself, this was really inconceivable.

"Let's go, little monk, there will be no more food in a while!"

The old monk Yong Zhong was quite persistent. He pulled Xiao Hua's hand again and insisted on inviting Xiao Hua to enjoy the vegetarian meal.

Fortunately, when Xiao Hua followed the old monk to the backyard, the vegetarian meal in the Jinshan Temple had already been finished by the monks, which made the old monk Yong Zhong really unhappy. He seemed to be very embarrassed to Xiao Hua and insisted on inviting Xiao Hua to his quiet room to drink tea.

There were also a few hot-headed monks in Jinshan Temple. They all had sincere and apologetic smiles on their faces, but there seemed to be a trace of worry in their smiles.

When they arrived at the old monk Yong Zhong's simple meditation room, a quick-witted young monk also ran over from the kitchen. The old monk took out a teapot, and the young monk hurriedly took the teapot and quickly walked away. Xiao Hua then said with a smile, "Martial Uncle, there is no need to be so polite. I just have some matters to discuss with the Great Zen Master."

"Great Zen Master?"

At this time, the old monk Yong Zhong finally understood. He opened his turbid eyes and looked up and down at Xiao Hua. It was not clear whether he saw clearly, so he asked, "What matter does this little monk have to meet with the abbot?"

"Alright, Martial Uncle knows. This little monk just wanted to ask …" Seeing that the old monk had finally asked, Xiao Hua hurriedly explained. Unfortunately, before he could finish speaking, another wave of hurried footsteps could be heard. A slightly hoarse voice shouted, "Martial Ancestor, Martial Ancestor …"

Following this voice, Miao Chen pushed the door and rushed in!

Xiao Hua did not dare to be negligent and hurriedly got up. The old monk glanced at Miao Chen and asked curiously, "Miao Chen, didn't you go to the evening class?

Why did you come to this old monk's place? "

"Martial Uncle, I am Miao Fa!"

Miao Fa, who looked exactly the same as Miao Chen, plopped down on the praying mat that Xiao Hua was sitting on before. He grinned, then pointed at the praying mat not far away and said to Xiao Hua, "Little monk, go over there and sit!"

"Oh, Miao Fa, now is the time for the evening class. Why didn't you go to the temple for the evening class? Why did you come to this old monk's place?" The old monk asked in a low voice.

Xiao Hua looked at this seemingly reckless monk and did not say anything. He walked to the praying mat not far away and sat down, looking at the two with a smile.

That monk by the name of Miao Chen ignored Xiao Hua. He was in a hurry, moreover, with a mysterious expression, he lowered his voice and asked urgently, "Grandmaster, that Bodhisattva who achieved fruition just now … which temple is he from?"

"Attained enlightenment?"

Although the old monk Yong Zhong was hard of hearing, he heard the two words "attained enlightenment" clearly. His wrinkled face immediately showed bitterness, and he shook his head, "How would this old monk know!"

"Martial Uncle, the entire Pure Land is boiling. The Buddhist bell in every temple has rung 19 times. This disciple heard it on the way, so I hurriedly rushed back. How could you send this disciple away with just a few words!" Miao Chen was somewhat anxious.

"Miao Chen, if you want to know, you can ask the abbot. The Buddhist edict of Leiyin Temple was received by the abbot!"

The old monk Yong Zhong said with a smile, "The abbot was preaching in the main hall. When he heard the Buddhist bell ringing in the temple, his face changed greatly. Before the 19 bell rings ended, he stood up and walked to the front of the main hall without saying a word. He looked at the flowing Buddhist light in the sky, sighed, and went to the meditation room. The Buddhist edict of Leiyin Temple was received by the abbot when he was halfway there.

The abbot didn't even look at it. Now he is still in seclusion. How can this old monk tell you?

How about this old monk go to the meditation room and ask the abbot to take out the Buddhist edict? "

Hearing this, Miao Chen hurriedly shrank his neck. The excitement on his face had long disappeared. He stretched out his hand and hurriedly waved it with a smile, "Martial Uncle, this disciple just wants to know which senior attained the rare Bodhisattva Buddhist Fruit. It doesn't matter whether I know or not. How dare I disturb the abbot's meditation?"

Miao Chen looked at Xiao Hua and asked, "Little monk, come to Jinshan Temple!

Unfortunately, you came at the wrong time! "

While they were talking, the little monk who had just gone out to make tea came back. He carefully made tea for the three monks and respectfully stood beside the old monk Yong Zhong, waiting for instructions.

"Go. After finishing the evening class, rest early. These few days, focus your mind and don't make any mistakes!" Yong Zhong looked at the little monk and said with a smile.

The little monk's face was filled with sorrow. He whispered, "Martial Uncle, if this disciple accidentally makes any mistakes, you must bear with it!"

"En, this old monk knows. Go!" The old monk Yong Zhong nodded. Only then did the little monk respectfully leave the meditation room.

Although Xiao Hua didn't know the inside story, after listening to the old monk Yong Zhong's words and Miao Chen's expression, he had already guessed the matter.

Attaining the fruit was the goal of all the eminent monks in the Pure Land World. Seeing that someone had taken a step ahead of them, others inevitably felt some envy and jealousy in their hearts!

However, Xiao Hua pretended not to know and said with a smile, "This little monk didn't come here to register. I just wanted to ask Great Zen Master Ji Mie something.

This little monk doesn't understand why it's unlucky! "

Miao Chen rolled his eyes. "Unlucky is unlucky. What's there to say?"

With that, Miao Chen picked up the teacup. He didn't dare to check whether the tea inside was hot or not. He opened his mouth and swallowed it.

"Little monk, why are you looking for my abbot?" The old monk Yong Zhong finally asked.

Xiao Hua hurriedly said, "This little monk wants to ask … how did Great Zen Master Ji Mie get out of the Nirvana Realm …"

"Pu …" Miao Chen originally wanted to swallow the tea, but after hearing Xiao Hua's words, he spat it out all at once. It covered Xiao Hua's bald head. He said in astonishment, "What?

You … you want to ask abbot about the Nirvana Realm?? "

After saying that, Miao Chen came to his senses and hurriedly apologized, "Oh, I'm sorry, little monk …"

Speaking to here, Miao Chen's eyes lit up. He saw that the tea that was spat on Xiao Hua's head rolled over and turned into a sparkling water ball that spun in the air.

"Amitabha, this poor monk has been disrespectful!" Only now did Miao Chen realize that Xiao Hua's cultivation was not ordinary. He hurriedly put his palms together and said.

Xiao Hua flung his monk robe and sent the water ball out of the meditation room. He said with a smile, "It's okay. You and I are both Buddhist disciples. How can there be any disrespect?"

Miao Chen smiled and asked curiously, "I wonder what is Junior Brother's Dharma name?

Which senior asked Junior Brother to come and see my abbot?

Do you have any letters or Buddhist documents? "

"This little monk is Ti Pu. It was Green Lotus Temple's Senior Brother Ci Hui who recommended this little monk to find Great Zen Master Ji Mie."

Xiao Hua didn't hide it and said, "Originally Senior Brother Ci Hui wanted to come with this little monk, but Senior Brother Ci Hui had some important matters to attend to and couldn't come. This little monk came in a hurry and didn't bring any letters."

"Strange!"

Miao Chen was very puzzled. He looked up and down at Xiao Hua and said, "This little monk Ci Hui, this poor monk has seen him before. Abbot also admires him.

That year, the two of them debated Buddhism for several days. He also has a good understanding of my abbot.

He should know that my abbot is most afraid of people mentioning Great Zen Master. How could he recommend you to Jinshan Temple? "

The one who recommended Xiao Hua to Jinshan Temple was naturally Great Snow Mountain's Master Qing Chen. However, Master Qing Chen had already passed away. Moreover, Master Qing Chen's death was greatly related to the West Sea Eye. Even if you beat Xiao Hua to death, Xiao Hua wouldn't mention it.

"Strange, Great Zen Master Ji Mie's Dharma name is Great Zen Master Ji Mie. Why is it taboo to talk about Great Zen Master Ji Mie?" Xiao Hua intentionally or unintentionally led the topic to Great Zen Master Ji Mie.

Miao Chen shrugged and replied, "This poor monk doesn't know. If Junior Brother wants to ask, you can ask Martial Ancestor Yong Zhong!"

"Hehe, it's a long story!"

The old monk Yong Zhong shook his head slightly. He picked up the teacup and sipped it. After a while, he said, "Little monk, if you want to know more about Great Zen Master Ji Mie, you should call Ci Hui over. Perhaps Abbot and Ci Hui can talk about it!"

"Unfortunately …" Xiao Hua looked at the two and said with a bitter smile, "I'm afraid that Ci Hui has already arrived at Leiyin Temple. If this little monk wants to find him, it will be difficult!"

"Leiyin Temple?

Why did Ci Hui go to Leiyin Temple? "

Miao Chen was very puzzled. However, he poured another cup of tea and swallowed it in one gulp. He looked at Xiao Hua and asked.