Chapter 737: The disciple of the monk

Qin Miaoyi, the Golden Monkey King Monk and others left, and only Zhou Ze and Xixi were left. Xixi had entertainment activities, and she was still playing with the mud, and she was very happy.

Zhou Ze did not bother it either. He sat in front of the Golden Buddha, took out a jar of wine, and prepared to take a few sips.

"Amitabha! The holy place of Buddhism! Meat and wine are not suitable!" As the Buddha's name sounded, an old monk with a gray beard appeared. Although he was fat, his face was kind and gentle. With a wave of his arm, the wine that Zhou Ze had just opened fell into his hands.

Zhou Ze narrowed his eyes and looked at the old monk: "You little Leiyin Temple still said that it is a holy place. The way of treating guests is too bad. I have been here for so long, and I have not eaten tea or food. Now I have to grab my wine. If you are really poor, tell me, I will send you 180 thrones of food!"

"Then thank you for the donor!" The old monk clasped his hands together and said.

Zhou Ze looked at the old monk in a daze and couldn't help but curse. Damn, this old monk is not, he wants to eat a hundred and eighty tracts of food, he is not so poor.

"Well, I'm just joking with you. When it comes to poverty, who can compare with me?" Zhou Ze sighed and pointed to Xixi next to him and said, "Look, my children are so hungry that they are hungry!"

"Shi mainly thinks that a hundred pounds are too much, so it's okay to give ten pounds!" The old monk answered Zhou Ze.

"..." Zhou Ze looked at the old monk and did not expect that he was so shameless and really wanted to fulfill his nonsense.

"Okay! When I am a rich family in the future, I will remember to give it to you!" Zhou Ze muttered in his heart, I am not familiar with you, so where can I give it to you? Even if it is ten tumblers of rice, it is very expensive.

"Then I will thank the donor for your generosity on behalf of Xiao Leiyin Temple!" The old monk saluted.

"The master came not just to ask me for ten loads of food!" Zhou Ze said to the old monk.

"Of course!" the old monk looked at Zhou Ze with a smile, "I just want to know where your Lord's universal sentient beings learned from?"

Zhou Ze looked at the other party and said, "You want to know this, I'll say it earlier, what's the difficulty!"

"Of course it was my master who taught me!" Zhou Ze said seriously.

"Your master?" the old monk looked at Zhou Ze and said with a smile, "Your master is the Yun Tomb lineage, how can the Yun Tomb lineage and the Buddhist lineage be one? He cannot know how to save all living beings!"

"You don't know this. My master is very knowledgeable and knows what the set of Buddhist secret methods are." Zhou Ze said, "He even knows the secret methods of the demon clan!"

"When it comes to your master, I'm very curious about who your master is? How many generations of disciples were expelled from Yun Tomb?" the old monk asked Zhou Ze.

"You've inquired about me very clearly!" Zhou Ze looked at the old monk.

"We will naturally pay more attention to the existence of those who can defeat the natural enemy. Young talents are always the new power of this generation. When we get old, we will all depend on you in the future." The old monk looked at Zhou Ze.

"What about the younger generation of you Little Leiyin Temple? I don't believe that you didn't raise Buddhist children!" Zhou Ze said to the old monk.

"He has not yet left the army and cannot walk around the world." The old monk looked at Zhou Ze and said, "It's not as good as you at this time!"

"I like to hear others say this the most, so that I will feel excellent!" Zhou Ze said seriously at the old monk.

"Haha! You kid will change the topic! How many generations are your master?" The old monk looked at Zhou Ze, "What is your relationship with Yun Tomb?"

"I can't tell you this for no reason!" Zhou Ze said to the old monk, "And my master has nothing to do with Yun Tomb. You won't naively think that I have a black lotus mark, but I am really a person from Yun Tomb!"

"I heard of Xiao Leiyin Temple in the battle of Zishan. However, no matter how you deny it, you can't get rid of your relationship with Yun Tomb!" said the old monk.

Zhou Ze shrugged and said, "Then I don't know. You need to ask me that the master has gone. But the old man has always been to see the dragon but not the tail. What's wrong with him knowing where he is!"

The old monk smiled and turned to Zhou Ze and said, "It's okay! No matter how many generations he inherited from Yun Tomb, it's impossible to practice and save all living beings. Tell me, who taught this secret method to you!"

"If I say it was my own understanding, do you believe it?" Zhou Ze looked at the old monk.

"Saving sentient beings is one of the most terrifying things in Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Sinology. If there is no one to guide you, you can't even enter. Don't talk about you, even if you have the strength to reach the realm of the God King, you can't get started!" The old monk shook his head and said, "If you want to get started, you must be the guidance of the Taoist monk, and you have a lot of connection with Xiao Leiyin Temple, which can help you understand your practice!"

When Zhou Ze heard these explanations, he couldn't help but think of the old Zen master. When he thought of the yellowed book, the books recorded in the uncomplicated talismans.

Zhou Ze suddenly thought of a possibility, was the other party deliberately decomposing the universal salvation, breaking this extraordinary secret method into ordinary talismans, and teaching it to him in this way?

But how did he know that he could learn it? You must know that Qin Miaoyi was known as the reincarnation of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl, and he could not read those talismans for a long time. And if he wanted to learn it, he must be a talisman master with a very powerful soul.

How could he be sure of the old Zen master just met him? Or he really just wanted to hand it over to Mingfan himself, not to learn it by himself.

Zhou Ze couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it. He looked at the old monk and said, "Oh! You can see it again. In fact, there is a master monk teaching it!"

"Teaching from the monk, can you tell me who it is? Is it a monk who is very old and has a swastika seal behind his ear!" The old monk looked at Zhou Ze.

"I don't know this!" Zhou Ze said, "I only have one chance to meet him!"

"You are so disrespectful to me, Buddha!" ​​the old monk said to Zhou Ze with a smile.

Hearing the old monk say this, Zhou Ze smiled and said, "Just just kidding. In fact, the one who spreads my secret technique is indeed a monk who has obtained a good relationship with me!"

Zhou Ze muttered, thinking that if you don’t believe it, then I will make up something.

"I guess it was him!" The old monk sighed and looked at Zhou Ze and said, "I didn't expect that he would accept you as a disciple. It's a life!"

I am not his disciple! Zhou Ze muttered in his heart, of course he would not say this sentence. He wanted to know what the old monk wanted to do when he asked about these things.

"When did he accept you as a disciple?" the old monk suddenly asked Zhou Ze again.
Chapter completed!