The distance of one hundred and twenty miles is a relatively long distance for ordinary people, but it is nothing to Jiumokong who can open the space at will. It didn't take long for a temple adjacent to a beautiful lake to appear in his sight.
Thinking of the earth spirit bead he was about to get, even though he tried his best to hide it, the corners of his mouth still subconsciously curled up.
However, soon, his thick eyebrows wrinkled a little, and his expression became a little uncertain.
Logically speaking, there should be many monks in the Jade Buddha Temple, but for some reason there was no one there, which made him, who was always cautious, feel a little uneasy.
"Perhaps the abbot of this temple is not only a master of cultivation, but also of high moral character. When he sees you, he will directly clean up every household."
Li Xiaoyao, who had been holding back his anger along the way, saw Jiumokong's changing expression and couldn't help but sarcastic words.
Jiumokong, who was being talked about in his heart, glared at Li Xiaoyao fiercely, and then made a gesture, and the treasure minister solemnly said: "Amitabha, sin, sin, this young monk has violated the precept of anger again."
"Pretending"
Li Xiaoyao said with disdain.
In the past few days, he had suffered a lot at the hands of Jiumokong. He had already seen through what kind of person Jiumokong was.
Zhao Ling'er on the side looked at Jiumokong nervously when she heard this, worried that this monk who was good and bad would take action against her brother Xiaoyao again.
Immediately afterwards, something surprised her. Not only was the monk not angry, he also smiled gently at her brother Xiaoyao.
"Ling'er, over there"
Li Xiaoyao pursed his lips toward the Jade Buddha Temple.
Zhao Ling'er has lived on the Fairy Island, isolated from the rest of the world, since she was a child. Her thoughts are pure and honest, but she is not stupid at all. Now she realizes that the reason why Jiumokong's attitude changed so drastically was because of the possible cultivator in the Jade Buddha Temple. It was read by an old monk who was very tall and of good quality.
"Donor Li, Donor Zhao, follow the young monk in."
Jiumokong's expression became gentler.
"Hey, Master, I'm really not used to being so polite."
Li Xiaoyao dropped his teasing words and swaggered into the Jade Buddha Temple.
Zhao Linger followed Li Xiaoyao closely.
Jiumokong was the last one to enter the Temple of the Emerald Buddha with a sense of trepidation.
"Why is there no one?"
Li Xiaoyao was surprised.
"There are many footprints on the ground. People from the temple must have left not long ago."
Zhao Linger spoke.
Jiumokong, who also noticed the footprints on the ground, suddenly remembered a memory he had seen in many people's minds when he was erasing the memories of passers-by on the street - the old abbot of the Emerald Buddha Temple liked to make people become monks, and many people were confused. He became a monk.
"Those monks obviously fell into the trap of this great monk and couldn't help themselves. They suddenly disappeared all at once. Either the great monk discovered his conscience and drove them away, or a more powerful monk came and rescued them. These people."
Jiumokong guessed that a person suddenly appeared in his mind - Cao Yi.
Then, he shook his head. According to the memories of the previous residents of the town, the old abbot could only live for a few hundred years. He had seen Cao Yi's methods before, but they were not as strong as this.
"If you don't go to see the old abbot, why are you standing here shaking your head?"
Li Xiaoyao's voice sounded.
Jiumokong collected his thoughts, adjusted his monk's robe, and cupped his hands towards the courtyard where the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion was located not far away, and said: "Monk Jiumokong from India, I would like to pay my respects to the great monk."
There was no movement in the yard, like a dead zone.
Jiumokong hesitated for a while, then walked towards the yard not far away.
After walking about six or seven steps, he suddenly turned back and said, "Donor Li, you'd better keep up."
"You have placed a restriction in my soul, so I can run anywhere."
Li Xiaoyao said angrily and followed him.
Zhao Ling'er naturally followed closely beside Li Xiaoyao.
"I'm doing this for your own good, little monk. This woman is a snake demon. If you fall in love with her, it will only harm you."
Jiumokong said seriously.
Those who didn't know thought he was Fahai.
"When did the descendants of Nuwa become snake demons?"
Li Xiaoyao's face was full of sarcasm.
Jiumokong said nothing more.
The three of them entered the courtyard one after another, walked through a gravel road, and came to a three-story wooden building called the Sutra Pavilion.
Jiumokong felt that this ordinary-looking Sutra Pavilion was a space of its own.
Once inside, life and death will definitely be in the hands of others.
In the past, he would have never dared to go in.
After Relic awakens the ability to travel through space, it can be said that he can travel through any space, and he is not afraid of any space.
He grabbed Zhao Ling'er and Li Xiaoyao and appeared on the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion.
What came into view was an old monk wearing a gray monk's robe, with eyebrows and beard whiter than snow. He walked out from behind the curtain, holding an old broom in his hand, sweeping the floor. Every time it fell, it seemed as if it was supposed to be. Same there.
"All dharmas arise from conditions, and the Tathagata says it is the cause. That dharmas have their causes and conditions, this is what the great ascetics say!"
The old monk, or rather Cao Yi, uttered verses without raising his head.
"Meet the Monk"
Jiumokong bowed respectfully.
Cao Yi ignored him and continued sweeping the floor.
Jiumokong did not show any displeasure and continued: "What do you call the great monk?"
"It's been hundreds of years, and the old monk doesn't remember it."
Cao Yi shook his head slightly and continued sweeping the floor.
"Hundreds of years" Jiumokong was moved and asked, "I wonder who the great monk is?"
Although Buddhism is complicated, he basically knows all the famous ones in history.
"The old monk is Bodhidharma"
Cao Yi said.
"Dharma"
Jiumokong was stunned.
"Followers"
Cao Yi added another sentence.
Jiumokong breathed a sigh of relief.
Cao Yi picked up the broom and walked towards the second floor.
Jiumokong saw this and said hurriedly: "Master, stay here."
Cao Yi stopped and turned to look at Jiumokong, "What else is there?"
Jiumokong said respectfully: "The young monk traveled eastward and met a Buddha who was about to be enthroned. The Buddha had a premonition that there would be a disaster in the world. The young monk wanted to save the suffering, but his cultivation was insufficient. I heard that it was one of the five spiritual pearls in the past. The earth spirit pearl is in this area, and the great monk lives here. I wonder if there are any clues?"
Isn't it true that family members don't tell lies? Lies come from every mouth.
While Cao Yi was extremely speechless towards Jiumokong, his expression was as calm as a pool of stagnant water that had been silent for thousands of years. "The old monk does know the whereabouts of the earth spirit bead, but everything cannot escape a 'destiny'. You and the old monk If you don't have the chance to be a monk, go back!"
Jiumokong twitched the corner of his mouth and asked, "I wonder when the fate will come?"
"When the time comes"
Cao Yi said something that was like he didn't say anything.
Jiumozhi was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, but he was not one to give up easily. He took a step forward and said, "Master, to be honest, there is a demon named Cao who is chasing the junior monk. The demon's ability is equal to that of the junior monk. But raising an unpredictable corpse demon, even the great monk may not be our opponent, we must get the Earth Spirit Pearl before they come."
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