"Female donor, please kneel down." The old monk ordered.

Yang Xinyi knelt down without any hesitation.

"Look at the wall, what did you see?" the old monk ordered.

Yang Xinyi looked at the wall, but unfortunately she saw nothing on it.

"Master, I didn't see anything..."

Before he could finish his words, a golden light suddenly lit up.

Yang Xinyi looked down and found that in her pocket, the Buddha statues she picked on the ground had emitted golden lights. The golden light shone on the wall, and a Buddha statue of Xuyuan suddenly appeared on it.

Buddha fate, gifts, Buddha statues.

Almost instantly, Yang Xinyi understood everything.

The so-called Buddha fate is Buddha chanting and Buddha nature.

The Buddha’s philosophy is to save all sentient beings and resolve disasters.

Seeing dozens of monks suffering in front of them, turning a blind eye to them, how could they talk about the Buddha's fate?

Buddha is a kind of fate. Some people are very close to Buddha, just like living in their hearts; many people may not necessarily recite Buddha even if they eat vegetarian food every day.

The key lies in one word: heart.

"Female donor, you are destined to be blessed. Ask your question and the Buddha will answer it for you." The old monk said.

"Master, I want to know the whereabouts of Uemata." Yang Xinyi said hurriedly.

The old monk had a smile on his face the moment before, but his smile froze the next moment.

"Female donor, can you ask another question?"

After a while, the old monk said.

"I just want to know the whereabouts of Uemata." Yang Xinyi said firmly, and she looked at him: "Master, you once said that as long as you are a person with a Buddhist connection, you will answer any question you know, and you will not regret it, right?"

The old monk opened his eyes, sighed to the sky, and then said for a while: "Did you know that the old monk made a vow that he would never reveal the whereabouts of Umeta to anyone, otherwise he would pass away immediately?"

Yang Xinyi's body was shocked. She never expected that the old monk would make such a vow.

On one side is his own vow, and on the other side is his vow to Umeda. No wonder the old monk has difficulty making a choice.

"No need to say anything about the master, disturb me, say goodbye!" Yang Xinyi said that, turned around and left.

There are many channels for inquiring about Umetum. Even if she is trapped, she doesn't want to make a Taoist monk lose his life in order to get a piece of news.

"Female donor, please stay, Bodh Gaya, Thousand Buddha Temple."

Yang Xinyi turned around and found that the vital energy of the monk in front of her spread out. His appearance quickly became withered. In a moment, he became an uninhibited corpse.

He told Uemala and passed away immediately.

"Master." Yang Xinyi roared.

Ye Xiong heard Yang Xinyi scream and hurriedly ran in and found that the monk had passed away.

"Husband, the monk once vowed not to tell the whereabouts of Uemaceae, otherwise it would be the end of his death. I didn't expect..." Yang Xinyi choked up.

"Xinyi, has the monk told you about the whereabouts of Uemata?" Murong Ruyin asked anxiously.

"He said it, right..."

"Xinyi, stop talking, let's talk about it later when we go back."

Ye Xiong interrupted him, and suddenly a bang, and the black sword was directly placed on Bru's neck.

"Sir, what are you doing? Just say something. I have old friends and young friends..."

"Stop pretending, you have known about the monk for a long time, did you deliberately bring us here?"

Ye Xiong interrupted him and asked coldly.

"Brother, boss, I really don't know what you are talking about." Bruji explained.

"Do you think you are a cultivator if you suppress your cultivation, don't you know that you are a cultivator?" Ye Xiong snorted coldly and said to Murong Ruyin: "Control him, he has the slightest idea of ​​escaping, and kill him immediately."

Murong Ruyin knew that Ye Xiong had not been healed and could not use his vitality. She immediately pulled the sword and put it on Blu's neck.

Ye Xiong put away the sword and then said, "You have too many doubts. First, you are proficient in English and Chinese, and you can find a very good and comfortable job, but you would rather be the errand of the Hindu prophet. What do you want? At first, I thought you were a sincere believer for the sake of doctrine, but later I found out that you are not. Although you pretend to be greedy for money, for a monk, money is already an outsider. If you do this, it will prove your ulterior motives."

"I am really not a monk, I am just a mortal. Please let me go."

"Really?"

Ye Xiong sneered and suddenly stabbed him with a sword.

This sword has no vitality. If the opponent does not use the vitality to protect his body, this sword can penetrate the opponent through his chest.

Seeing that the sword was about to pierce into Bru's chest, suddenly a burst of vitality poured out from Bru's body, sealing Ye Xiong's sword.

"What else do you have to say?" Ye Xiong sneered.

Blu's face kept changing, as if he was thinking about countermeasures.

"I want to escape? I advise you to die. You can't escape any of us."

"Brother, even if I am a monk, this doesn't mean anything, right?" Bru said.

"Who are you?" Ye Xiong asked sternly.

"I'm just an ordinary person..."

As his neck tightened, Murong Ruyin's sword pressed down and cut the skin of his neck.

"Did I say that you will let me go?" Bru asked.

"It depends on your sincerity." Ye Xiong refused to comment.

"Okay, like you, I came to find Umetia, but I searched for ten years but couldn't find the whereabouts of Umetia. In the first few years, I looked for it myself, but I found nothing. After that, I decided to use others, so I lurked next to the Hindu prophet. This prophet is very famous in the local area. If anyone outsiders look for clues, they will usually find him; I can learn from it that someone is looking for Umetia."

"The people of the Indian sect are very disgusted with those who are looking for the dream celestial piety. Generally, they are expelled from the country immediately. If they do not leave the country, they will find ways to get rid of them. However, those who come to find the dream celestial piety are not simple people. After the people of the Indian sect cannot be eliminated, I will take them to see the monk."

"Is this monk who believes in it?" Ye Xiong asked, pointing to the monk who had passed away.

"He is one of the four holy monks of Buddhism, called the Believe Monk. The Buddhist Taoism is spread, and the four monks of Buddhism, wisdom, courage, benevolence, and faith are the envoys of Buddha Shakyamuni. If there is really Uedema in the world and even these four people don't know, it will not exist."

"But the Four Saint Monks have amazing cultivation and are sealed like a bottle. It is harder to get information from them than to reach the sky. Later, I accidentally inquired and learned that one of the four monks lived here, and he said that if anyone can have a connection with the Buddha, he would answer a question he knew."

"So you bring the people who are looking for Umeta to the believer monks to see if there is any Buddhist connection and ask about Umeta's whereabouts?" Ye Xiong interrupted.

"In the past five years, I have brought a lot of people here. No one has ever had a Buddha's fate, and I don't even know what the so-called Buddha's fate is."

Blu's eyes fell on Yang Xinyi. He really wanted to know what was different about this woman and why did he let the believer answer her question to death?

Yang Xinyi was very sad. She could never have thought that she had accidentally killed a monk who was the most respected among Buddhists.
Chapter completed!