Campus belle's cultivation master

Lin Yu's eyes stayed on Huiming for a few seconds and nodded slightly.

According to what he has seen along the way, Baohua temple is not a place to come and go as soon as he wants. Only Huiming and Huijing, the two brothers, have extraordinary accomplishments. They are also first-class masters in the outside world. If he wants to take Luo Xiaoxiao back from here, he'd better say hello to the old monk in the Zen room.

After all, those who come here are guests. It's better to abide by the rules so as not to embarrass everyone.

Lin Yumu did not squint, but wiped from Huiming's side. On the contrary, he made the little monk Hui Jing stagger for several steps and almost fell to the ground.

Huiming glared at the frustrated younger martial brother, then raised his hand to stop Ning xinrou and Zhang Hao who wanted to keep up, and said in a soft voice, "two benefactors, please stop. Master made it clear that he saw benefactor Lin alone."

"Oh, smelly monk." Ning xinrou chuckled, but he stopped. "When he took money from me, it was more ridiculous than flowers."

Huiming's eyes twitch slightly, but he has no choice but to eat people with short mouth and hands, not to mention being a monk who cultivates his mind.

He looked up at the Grand Hall in the front yard, and forbeared in silence

Money is great. That's what it is.

"If you are outside, maybe the master will call you." Huiming orders Huijing, and then whispers a Buddha's name. He follows Lin Yu and enters the Zen room.

Shifu didn't say to let him in or not, so Huiming came in on his own.

Baohua temple is located in Jiangnan Province, close to Zhonghai. Even if Huiming was a member of his family, he had heard of the famous Jiangnan giants. They were both secular and spiritual. He was curious and wanted to see what this young man could do.

"Even if you are the pride of China and the best of martial arts, can you still compare with the old master?" Huiming thought this way, then looked at Ning xinrou, Zhang Hao and Huijing standing in the yard, and closed the door of the Zen room.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, a hard bed, a low table, and a few futons on the floor. The wardrobe in the corner is exquisitely carved, which is comparable to an antique.

A few pots of orchid grass on the windowsill, facing the bright sun, is the time of flourishing, adding a bit of meaning.

The burly old monk, with white hair and beard, sat quietly on a futon in front of a low table, wearing the most simple blue gray monk's clothes, squinting his eyes, seemingly dozing off. If you give him some hair and change his clothes, it's no different from a farmer who works all the year round.

Lin Yu took a glance

Well, a large marinated egg that's not very fresh.

Huiming respectfully said, "master, benefactor Lin is here."

The old monk didn't say anything, not even a word.

Lin Yu knew that the old man was pretending to be a bully.

He was too lazy to care, so he said, "are you that retarded?"

The old monk didn't recognize it. His voice was gentle: "yes, I am zhizang. Please take a seat, benefactor Lin. Huiming, serve tea and entertain distinguished guests. "

He opened his eyes slowly and looked at Lin Yu carefully. Then he gave his apprentice a look of understanding: "the best tea."

Huiming heart a Lin, busy should not die: "yes."

After a while, the tea was sent to the room with a sweet smell. Even in terms of Lin Yu's taste, it was definitely a first-class good tea.

Lin Yu glanced at Huiming who was bowing to offer tea and said with a smile, "you are a disciple with good aptitude. I didn't expect that in the South Tuoshan, where the eyelids are low, it's the land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. "

He was not interested in Buddhism and Taoism. He would not have come to Baohua Temple if it was not for Luo Xiaoxiao.

Huiming's hand is a little stiff. He knows that the Jiangnan giant has seen through his bottom, but he doesn't say anything. When the tea bowl was set, he took the tray and stood aside respectfully.

"I admire benefactor Lin's brilliant eyes. But surely benefactor Lin knows that today's world is very different. "

Lin Yu nodded: "not bad."

"My apprentice is indeed a unique cultivation genius, but he has been stuck in the peak of inner strength for several years and can't make any progress. If it is not for the impermanence of the way of heaven, it is absolutely impossible to break through into the realm in a short time. " The old monk also laughed and said it lightly, but he couldn't cover up his admiration.

Huiming, 31 years old, is the master of Huajing!

Lin Yu fell into a short meditation, and his guess was confirmed again.

As a result, great changes have taken place in the world, and practice has become easier and easier. Ji Mingyang entered the realm of enlightenment at the age of 35, which was unparalleled in ancient times. He suppressed the realm of Xiuzhen for decades. Until Lin Yu was born, he entered the realm of enlightenment at the age of 18, ranking as the master of heaven, and created an unprecedented miracle.

But Lin Yu knows what he's like. He's a bully!

How can ordinary practitioners, who have neither Zhang Biyao's congenital holy body nor Xue Yuwei's imperial spirit, reach the realm of enlightenment before the age of 35?

There is only one possibility, the end of the law era, is over!

The old monk turned his teacup and said, "what are you thinking, benefactor Lin?"

"Nothing." Lin Yu replied quietly, and decided to do the business in front of him. He said, "I'm coming to Baohua temple this time. I'm going to take Xiaoxiao back. Please let her go down the mountain."

"Benefactor Lin, Huizhen is related to Buddha. This is the great fortune..."

"Don't talk about it." Lin Yu shook his hand impatiently. "You Baohua temple is a monk temple, not a nunnery. Xiaoxiao, a girl, is always mixing with a group of smelly men. What does it look like?"

He almost opened his mouth to scold: that's my wife, does my wife understand? Who's going to stay in this crap free place all day, eating fast and chanting Buddha?

The old monk frowned and felt that the boy was a little difficult to deal with.

"Benefactor Lin, what you said is true. There is no precedent for Baohua temple to accept female disciples." He sighed softly, "so when Huizhen went up the mountain, I also flatly refused, and the gap was tightly sealed. But she begged and begged, and benefactor Ning was kind enough to persuade me. I'm very kind... "

Lin Yu squinted at him.

Bullshit compassion. Where's the glittering hall outside? How can old people be fooled?

"Keke... Keke, my Buddha is merciful, my Buddha is merciful..." the old monk was a little embarrassed. He simply stopped the topic and continued, "I know she will go down the mountain sooner or later, and I only intend to protect her for a while at first. At Huizhen's request, he was granted a caution for shaving, but it was a measure of balance in an extraordinary period. But I didn't expect that Huizhen was born with a Buddhist body and a root of wisdom. It's just the so-called Buddha's destiny... "

Lin Yu really couldn't listen. He interrupted the old monk's chatter and asked directly, "give me a clear word. I'm going to take Xiaoxiao. Do you agree or not?"

"Amitabha." Lao he Shang read the name of Buddha, "don't say, don't be born, don't say, don't be born, don't say, don't be born, don't say, don't be born, don't say, don't be born, don't say, don't be born, because of the reason, you can say..."

Lin Yu only felt that there were buzzing flies all around, one big and the other big. He put his hand on the low table and said coldly, "speak to others."

The old monk replied succinctly: "no way."