"Dong..."

"Dongdongdongdong..."

Chen Xinghe was a little surprised when the morning bell rings at Lianfeng Temple, and his face suddenly changed a few times.

"Two uncles of the Hui generation passed away!"

The sound of the bell is solemn and the arrogance is high, which means that the two monks of the Hui generation, who died unexpectedly.

"Which junior brother is the visitor?" A monk was stationed on the mountain road.

"Yanming, go out and return." Chen Xinghe closed his hands together and replied, his bare head just shaved his hair.

Now the atmosphere in the temple has changed drastically, and some monks are disinterested and want to leave. In addition, those monks gather together and become more united.

"Junior Brother Yanming? Who lost his way to Huitian Daji?" The garrison monk sighed: "You are lucky. You have all gone to Huitian Daji together to go to the front line. Now the Siren tribe is in great power, and the shrimp soldiers and crab generals are taking turns to attack. I heard that our cultivators have suffered heavy losses."

Chen Xinghe knew that the main sect on the island was good, and all the disciples of small sects and families died. Now there are even casual cultivators who serve as cannon fodder. For the strong sect of the high sect, it doesn’t matter how much damage is.

But Lianfeng Temple is a small family. Once it is forced to recruit, it will cause damage to the muscles and bones. It is estimated that it will completely wither when it comes again.

Yanming's identity was confirmed and he entered the lower court.

This time I came back, my vision was different.

My mind was refreshed completely, and I observed the Upper and Lower Houses, and found that those places I felt were extremely mysterious before, and now I saw a little bit.

Except for the Jingyunxuan in the upper courtyard, Lianfeng Temple has a little blush, the rest of the place is clear and clear, and it is no longer as foggy as before.

Chen Xinghe paused gently, and the purple lotus turned into a lotus-shaped mist, holding him to the top in one step, attracting several gazes of surprise.

Another step, he had already arrived in front of Jingyunxuan's door.

Xiao Shami Yanfang stood at the door and rubbed his eyes hard, exclaiming: "Senior Brother Yanming, you are back."

"Well, I'm back, can the abbot be there?"

"Here, Master Hui is also here." Yan Fang has always been a wise man. Seeing that Senior Brother Yanming is extraordinary, he immediately guessed that the other party had achieved luck and made a great progress.

"Come in! Yanming." The abbot summoned, and Chen Xinghe quickly put on his clothes and walked in.

When the incense burner was burning in the courtyard, the abbot sat on the bed, and the old monk Huien sat on the ground, and the breeze blew down the bamboo leaves, looking a little bleak.

"The abbot and the uncle Hui, please pay tribute to the two elders." Chen Xinghe said without hesitation: "Huating is Yanqing, which is to lead his disciples to the temple to practice. This kind of kindness is incomparable to money, so the disciple wants to find him and bring him all his musts and tails back."

Huien looked up and exclaimed: "It's a joyful congratulation to see that your roots and bones have been formed! At this time, you should devote yourself to understanding Buddhism and make building a foundation a top priority. Huating has the merits of Huating, and it will be difficult for you to get out of it if you are involved."

"Thank you for your care, but my disciples think this is the result of Huating, and he should return to the world and live a peaceful life."

"I'm crazy! I know you promised Huating a lifetime of glory! You are born in the martial arts world and are a very loyal person who cares about what you do and what you don't do. Why is the world now..." Huien said and looked at the abbot.

The abbot was extremely proud of his seniority and said slowly: "Yanming, you did it right, drink water and remember the source, and the causal cycle. Since you have promised Huating's wealth and honor for a lifetime, you must do your best! After you leave, you don't need to worry about Lianfeng Temple. People in the temple are floating in their hearts. Let them leave if you want to leave. If you like anyone else, take it away! In addition, this temple's ethics bag is handed over to you. This bag can store items and can imprison enemies, but it is naturally not comparable to the ethics bag in the hands of the Buddha."

"Disciple..." Chen Xinghe was about to refuse, but found that the old monk Huien winked.

"Go! Remember to keep your feet, but one day I saw a monk from Baolian Sect. This racial bag is your certificate of vain. Don't call him a joke about the Master Buddhist practice." After the abbot said that, he closed his eyes and cultivated, his breath was obviously a little weak.

Old monk Huien stood up and walked out, and Chen Xinghe quickly followed.

The two left Jingyunxuan one after another, and the old monk Huien sighed: "Before the passing of each abbot in our temple, you can see some people and things that are very important to the temple. You are obviously one of them."

"My master, my disciple is ashamed and has not made much contribution to the temple. He also invites you to buy it from the Sutra Pavilion. He has gained too many benefits from the temple..."

"Stop it, you don't understand the status of the race bag. The outside world only knows that there is a Zen stick in the temple that is equivalent to a medium-grade spiritual weapon to suppress the fortune. In fact, the direct descendants in the temple only recognize the race bag. If you get the race bag, don't say anything, and tigers and wolves are watching! They would never have thought that the abbot would give the race bag to Yan Ming, who was completely invincible, because you have never met before."

"Master, why is this?" Chen Xinghe was shocked.

"As soon as you enter the temple, the abbot actually knew that he had seen your back when he was fighting against the monks of Yueyue Sect in the mountains and fields. He became loving talent at that time and wanted to introduce himself to practice. Who would have thought that you came here by yourself and really had a fate with Buddhism. After observation later, I found that you did not lose the bottom line in your work, treat your friends sincerely and friendlyly, and treat your enemies with Vajra. Such a seedling cannot be wrong."

Huien said as she walked, "The abbot recognized you, and all the temple property in Lianfeng Temple is yours, and the building will naturally be given to the heirs."

"Me? Heir?" Chen Xinghe was a little confused. He didn't even want to be a monk here. Why did he upgrade to become an abbot all at once?

"Haha, your body refining achievement is not a pillar. Is it the wine bag that is the one that is in person and behind the back? The abbot said you can do it, and it's okay if you can't do it! Remember to open the spell of the human race bag, it's useless if others don't know how to spell it. In addition, there are objects in your body and foundation building in the bag, and there are only two Qi and foundation building pills. With your foundation, you may need multiple foundation building pills to support it. Two are far from enough, and you have to find a way yourself."

"Basic Building Pill?" Chen Xinghe was unbelievable and felt that Mr. Huien was taking all his family benefits in the temple to benefit him.

"Alas! Lianfeng Temple may not disappear and still stand here. However, the lower court and the upper court have different ideas. Since then, the Lianfeng Temple is not the current Lianfeng Temple, so you don't have to come back if you leave!"

"This?" Chen Xinghe was shocked for no reason. He suddenly thought of the bell he heard before entering the temple, and asked in a daze: "I heard that two uncles of the Hui generation, Hui, went to Xiyucheng, Feng'an County to suppress the haunted house."

"You guy is well-informed! Yes, there is the Ghost King Sect in front and the Xiyu City in the back. The lower court emphasizes everything. Their philosophy is to eliminate dissidents and let Lianfeng Temple go from secret to light, absorb the believers of Baiyuan County and quickly promote the temple to become the Dachang National Church."

Chen Xinghe was stunned and smiled bitterly: "The struggle for ideas is the most cruel, and each one has its own attachments! If we don't want this temple to wither, it seems that it will be the only way to continue to replenish new blood. Therefore, the master and the abbot were also very entangled and were swaying in the face of tradition and survival. This is the current situation and they are powerless to stop it. This is the disciple of this race bag. "
Chapter completed!