314: C314 The Old Monk's Scheme

C314 The Old Monk's Scheme

"Old monk, you want to learn too?" Xiao Chen asked the old abbot with a smile.

The old abbot shook his head. "I am on the verge of death. Even if I have a peerless cultivation technique, it is nothing more than floating clouds!" The old abbot said slowly. He might have wanted Xiao Chen to teach him when he was young, but it was different now. He had experienced too much and had looked down on everything. He no longer had the same temperament as before.

"You're getting over it!"

"Everything is empty!" The old abbot said with a smile.

"Then why have you come to my place?" Xiao Chen looked at the old abbot. The old monk wouldn't come to him for nothing. He must have something to ask of his help.

"Patron, you are wise, but I have something to trouble you with."

"Speak!"

Xiao Chen did not reject the request directly. Instead, he chose to listen to the old monk's request. He wanted to know what exactly the old monk wanted him to do. If he did not see wrongly, there were very few people in the entire Buddhist Plain who had such a Buddhist Dharma with the cultivation base of the old monk.

Everyone came to ask for such a person. Not to beg.

"Your dharma is superb, you understand Buddhism. What else do you need people for? " Xiao Chen was curious.

"I have a disciple named Hui Ming, who holds the Ten Thousand Buddha Dynasty in the Buddhist Plain. It will be held in Thunder Sound Temple. All the temples in the world have received invitations. I hope Hui Ming can go in my place." The old abbot said calmly.

"Oh? The Ten Thousand Buddha Empire? That sounds interesting. "Looks like your disciple is not simple!" Anyone who could obtain this old monk in front of him and replace him was no ordinary person.

He is the one with the highest talent among all my disciples. His Buddhist affinity is deep, and he is also able to understand the Buddhist Dharma with just a little bit! " The old abbot said with relief. He was already satisfied that he had such a disciple.

"Aren't you afraid that you will pass away after he returns from participating in the Ten Thousand Buddha Dynasty?" Xiao Chen looked at the old monk. He could feel that the old monk was at the end of his rope.

"Life and death are determined by fate. The body is just a layer of stinky skin! Death is a form of transcendence to us!" The old abbot pressed his palms together and chanted a Buddhist proclamation.

"I can promise you, but I won't help you for nothing. You should at least give me some benefits!"

Xiao Chen asked the old abbot for something. He was not a good person, so why should he offer anything for himself? The old abbot nodded. He could not ask for help without anything. Although he had escaped into the Void Gate and converted to Buddhism, he still needed to know a thing or two about the ways of the world. He needed to look like he was asking for help.

You can't just say one thing and ask the other party to help you.

The old abbot took out something wrapped in yellow cloth from his bosom. It was the size of a fist, and he did not know what was inside.

Placing it in front of Xiao Chen, the old abbot was very respectful. He put his palms together and recited the scriptures for a year. Then, he slowly opened the yellow cloth. His eyes were slowly filled with respect.

The yellow cloth was opened. Inside was a pure white jade. It was white and tender. It was the size of a thumb. It was completely white without any flaws.

"Sarira?"

Xiao Chen naturally knew about sarira. He picked it up and placed it in his palm. Xiao Chen slowly nodded. "Not bad, not bad. Such a smooth sarira. It seems like... This temple of yours is very important. There is actually such a sarira!" Xiao Chen said with a smile.

The quality of Seliko's appearance, color, light, and other aspects had to be observed.

"Almsgiver, you praise me too much! This sarira is... "The sarira left behind by the first abbot of my temple!" The old abbot said.

A Daolord monk! " Xiao Chen put down the sarira. Anyone who could produce a sarira like this was at least a Daolord. The sarira contained a powerful Buddhist power, which was considered a supreme treasure of Buddha Sect.

"I'll accept this. I'll be on my way tomorrow. Ask your disciple to prepare it!" Xiao Chen said.

The old abbot stood up, put his palms together and bowed respectfully to Xiao Chen. Then, he left the room, leaving Xiao Chen alone. He picked up the sarira and looked at it under the light.

"Good stuff!"

Xiao Chen took out some sand gold from his ring and sprinkled it on the sarira. In an instant, the sand gold attached itself to the sarira. Xiao Chen punctured the sarira from the middle and used a red rope to pass through it, turning it into a pendant.

After finishing, Xiao Chen examined it carefully and finally nodded his head in satisfaction.

"Young master!"

Xiao Chen had just finished his work when Liang Yiyi ran in. Xiao Chen had just placed the pendant on the table when Liang Yiyi took it and looked at it. "Young master, this thing is so unique! What is it?"

"Sarira!"

Xiao Chen said with a smile.

"Sarira? I heard that only the rumored eminent monks would leave behind a sarira. Moreover, this sarira contains supreme Buddhist principles. In the Buddhist Plain, this sarira is a treasure!"

Liang Yiyi said as she carefully sized it up. She did not expect that Xiao Chen actually still had a sarira in his hands.

"Young Master, how did you possess such a thing?"

"It was given to me by the old monk. The Buddha is going to hold a Buddhist meeting of the Ten Thousand Buddha Dynasty. The old monk asked us to bring his disciple, Hui Ming. This is the reward for us. I have nothing to do but make a pendant out of the sarira." Xiao Chen replied.

"Then Young Master is going to give it to me?" Liang Yiyi rolled her eyes and looked at Xiao Chen with a sweet smile on her face.

Xiao Chen nodded.

"That's right. This time, we are going to the Buddha Dynasty. If your cultivation base is too low, you will be affected if you do not have the protection of this sarira. " Don't worry, I have sprinkled sand gold on the sarira. You will not be affected by the Buddhist power! " Xiao Chen said.

"Thank you, young master!"

Liang Yiyi immediately took the pendant, afraid that Xiao Chen would change his mind.

The next day, at the entrance of the mountain, Xiao Chen and the other two looked at a small monk. It was the small monk who had opened the door for them.

"Amitabha. Little monk, Hui Ming, greets the three of you!" Hui Ming was very polite. When he saw Xiao Chen and the other two, he immediately went up to greet them.

"Did your master tell you?"

"Yes, master wants me to listen to your master's arrangements!" Hui Ming looked up at Xiao Chen. He didn't understand why his master would make such an arrangement. The man in front of him was talking nonsense in their temple. He had no respect for Buddhism.

He didn't understand why his master entrusted him to such a person. There were so many brothers in the temple. They were all very good to him. Why didn't his master choose them?

"You have a lot of doubts in your heart, right?" Xiao Chen said with a smile.

"Yes. A monk does not lie, but the little monk was curious why his master chose a benefactor. Not others!" Hui Ming answered truthfully.

"I don't know either. Get in the car. We need to hurry!" Xiao Chen asked Hui Ming to get on the car.

Xiao Chen also got on the carriage after Hui Ming. Liang Yiyi stepped forward and stood beside old servant. "Senior, do you know why? The old abbot even took out a treasure like the sarira to block the reward. What does he mean by this?" Liang Yiyi also did not understand what the old abbot meant.

Just like Hui Ming's idea, he entrusted Hui Ming to them and did not allow the monks in the temple to escort him.

"Because young master knows the Six Paths and Demon Subduing Vajra Seal!" old servant said.

"Really? No wonder the old abbot was willing to spend so much money. It's like this. Has this monk started scheming?" After old servant said this, Liang Yiyi finally understood what was the reason.

The old abbot had taken a fancy to the Six Paths Heavenspan and the Demon Subduing Vajra Seal on the young master's body. Along the way, he wanted the young monk to learn the young master's abilities. He was really too crafty.

"Senior, do you think the young master knows?"

"The young master is a celestial being. Naturally, he knows. If the young master didn't know, he wouldn't have accepted the sarira!" old servant said.

"Why?" Liang Yiyi didn't understand. According to Xiao Chen's identity, the Six Paths of Reincarnation and the Demon Subduing Vajra Seal were merely Cultivation Technique and Martial Skill to Xiao Chen. No matter who it was passed on to, it wouldn't affect Xiao Chen at all. She didn't understand why Xiao Chen still wanted the sarira. That thing was probably the treasure of this temple.

"The scripture cannot be passed down lightly!" old servant replied.0

"Can't be passed on lightly?" Liang Yiyi did not understand and sat in the carriage. In the carriage, Hui Ming had already sat cross-legged and closed his eyes. He was meditating as if nothing had happened.

"Young Master, are you really going to teach him?" Liang Yiyi asked.

"Everything depends on fate!" Xiao Chen looked at Hui Ming and said with a smile. The carriage left the temple. Three days passed, and the old abbot died. To Buddha Plain, a monk died like a drop of water into the sea.

After passing through a few temples, the carriage entered the main road. The road became much livelier and less desolate. Many monks went to participate in the Buddhist Assembly of the Ten Thousand Buddha Dynasty. Some of them were on foot, some were riding a sedan, some were riding a horse, and some were flying. In short, each of them had their own abilities.

"Isn't the Buddhist Sect particular about cultivation? Why is there still someone riding on a palanquin?" Liang Yiyi asked.

"Female benefactor, you are wrong. There are thousands of Buddhist Daos, and there are countless types of cultivation in Buddhism. No matter which type of cultivation they are, they are all cultivating. The Great Dao is different, but they all return together. In the end, they cultivate the heart!" Hui Ming gave a Buddhist proclamation and said.

Xiao Chen nodded. What the young monk said made sense. It was much better than those sour and stubborn monks.

"There is a pavilion in front of young master. Should we take a break?" old servant asked.

"Sure!"

They arrived at the pavilion. It was a very large pavilion. There were already quite a number of people in the pavilion. Each and every one of them found a place to cultivate.

"Young Master, here!"

Liang Yiyi found a good place.

"This place is not bad!" old servant looked around and said. The pavilion was surrounded by mountains and rivers. The scenery was pleasant.

"This is the Lofty Buddha Pavilion!" Hui Ming explained the background of the Lofty Buddha Pavilion to Xiao Chen. Hui Ming's explanation attracted the attention of many people around him.

"I never thought that a young monk like you would know so much!" One of them looked at Hui Ming and said with a smile.

"Amitabha. My master told me." Hui Ming replied politely.

"I'm hungry. I'll cook here." Xiao Chen pointed at an empty area outside the pavilion and said. old servant immediately prepared when he heard that. Liang Yiyi was completely dumbfounded. What kind of operation was this?

Do you want to eat meat in front of so many monks? Isn't this a bit too much?

"Young Master, is this okay?" Liang Yiyi asked. Don't offend the public just because of a single bite.

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