Ye Xiangseng always had a dry face in front of Yi Tianxing, but in front of outsiders, he really had a bit of a monk's demeanor. Ye Feng gently blew his white cassock, and with his elegant face, he really wanted to leave with the wind: "Senior Jixiangtian, do you really want to be enemies with me Guiyuan Temple?"

Uncle Zhu had known Ye Xiangseng was in the car, but he thought that he was a closed disciple of Master Binku. He had no choice but to be an enemy of Buddhism, so he pretended not to know that he was in the car. But when he saw him standing out, he had to respond: "Jixiang Tianzhu Yingsou had met the master."

Ye Xiangseng smiled and tithes.

Seeing this, Yi Tianxing knew that nothing was wrong with him, so he smiled slightly and took back the real fire at his fingertips.

"This young man has no doors or sects, and his body is full of demonic fire. Why should the master protect him?"

"If there is no door or sect, will you be bullied?" Yi Tianxing said sarcastically.

Ye Xiangseng smiled and said, "Mr. Haojiao Zhu knows that this Jushi Yi is a lay disciple of this temple and has been practicing. If he has any misunderstandings with Jixiang Heaven, it is the matter between us..."

Yi Tianxing listened to his talk and changed his name from Donor Yi to Mr. Yi, but a strange feeling arose in his heart, thinking that Guiyuan Temple is really his own blessed place, but... just why are these monks so kind to him?

Uncle Zhu certainly knew that Ye Xiangseng was blowing the magic snails, and smiled coldly and said, "The master is a Buddhist, and lying is about to break the precepts."

Ye Xiangseng smiled slightly and said, "If Mr. Zhu doesn't believe it, you should know that all the authentic Zen meritorious methods are used by Mr. Yi, which is a proof."

"It is not enough to prove it. There are thousands of methods, and everyone can choose to learn it." Uncle Zhu shook his head and said.

"As for the reason, it is of great importance, but it is not something that the little monk can say or something that the gentleman can hear." Ye Xiangseng still maintained a smile on his face, but his words imply that Yi Tianxing's identity is noble.

Yi Tianxing was standing by, but the more he listened, the more he became more confused.

Uncle Zhu was wondering when he saw Guiyuan Temple protecting the fire-breaking boy with all his might. In addition, the old sect leader has always had strict orders not to disturb Guiyuan Temple easily. If the young master had not been too serious, he would be afraid that these things would not have been possible. However, although Zong Si secretly violated the order of the young master and investigated the whereabouts of Yi Tianxing with the Lingzhu in the sect, he was an outstanding young disciple in the sect and now he did not know how to live or die. That was something he had to ask clearly no matter what.

He was determined, and a smile appeared on his wrinkled face and said, "Guiyuan Temple is a major Buddhist place, and the auspicious sky will not disturb the master's cultivation easily. However, Mr. Yi still wants to go back to meet the young master and talk about it."

He paused the bamboo stick gently.

Yi Tianxing secretly moved the Heart Sutra to observe, but found that there was no strange phenomenon.

This pause was just a signal. Gradually, the auspicious people in the darkness appeared one after another. Although there were only four or five people, their true energy flowed in a lively manner and their realm was not low.

Yi Tianxing frowned and looked at Ye Xiangseng, thinking that if he ran for life, it would not be difficult to rely on his abnormal speed and the indestructible body of Vajra, but there were such monks around him... Since he first entered Guiyuan Temple, he felt that these monks had a bad cultivation level, but he didn't know that the monks in Guiyuan Temple had been treating him differently.

Ye Xiangseng smiled slightly, and his palms were originally separated, and his right palm slowly pushed forward. Every time he pushed forward, the faint Buddha light cage on his palm rose one point, and rose one point, just like a Buddha statue with a bright light in the night sky.

"Big Handprint?" Although Uncle Zhu couldn't see the eyes, he sensed the Buddhist true energy slowly flowing in the air and slowly revealed it.

"Om Mani Bame Hum" Ye Xiangseng gently chanted the six-syllable mantra, "All the Yin Realm dispersed."

The Buddha's light is so bright that it seems like the day suddenly comes in the dark.

Uncle Zhu's face calmed down, and he pinched a sword technique with his left hand. The Taoist secret technique was attached with a green bamboo stick. He was about to face the enemy, but the Buddha's light gradually came but had no murderous aura. Instead, he was open, pure and gentle, making people feel hostile.

Several auspicious heavenly people standing behind him felt a strange phenomenon and were about to take action, but they heard the sound of Buddha's verses coming from behind him.

"Davienda, Dalada." More than a dozen monks lined up in two lines and chanted the Great Compassion Mantra of the Sanskrit and slowly walked out of the night.

The sound of Buddha's visits, and the sound of Sanskrit is bursting.

There was a scattered Buddha's breath in the field.

Ye Xiangseng made a treasure statue solemn, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhu, please leave. Mr. Yi will be in Guiyuan Temple for a few days in the next day. If Jixiangtian comes to inquire, this temple will be welcomed by sweeping a bed."

Uncle Zhu's blind eyes blinked slightly, waved his hand and led everyone into the night, and before leaving, he said: "Add to visit three days later."

Looking at the people of Jixiangtian who were gradually disappearing in the night, Yi Tianxing glanced at Ye Xiangseng, turned around and got into the car, and said, "You'd better give me an explanation."

Ye Xiangseng responded with a smile: "That's the family master's business, and the disciples dare not accept it."
Chapter completed!