Mingxin remembered the important matter and hurriedly said, "Master, there is a Taoist priest who calls himself the Taoist of Lishan outside the mountain gate. Please see Master!"

Xu Yun walked out swayingly and said, "Isn't it just an old maggot? What a f*ck!"

Mingxin: "..."

Master, what they want to see is you, not just seeing you.

Mingxin said, "Master doesn't want to see him, so Mingxin goes and invites him back."

Xu Yun rolled his eyes: "Who said I'm missing? I'm so idle, so I went to see him."

Mingxin was very worried. Although the six brothers of the Ming generation were no longer surprised, they would be a little shocking to see outsiders. If Zen Master Xuyun, who is admired by everyone in the capital, smells drunk and keeps talking, is the image of me fart appearing, will Bodhi Temple be demolished tomorrow?

However, Mingxin quickly felt relieved. Master just enlightened him that everything is not necessary to be attached to appearances, everything is empty, Bodhi is not a tree, and he is still struggling with these things. It is really that his understanding is too bad, so it is no wonder that Master wants to kick him ass.

Xuyun walked a few steps, suddenly stopped and said, "Although I am handsome, handsome, handsome and elegant, this face is too young and handsome, I have to change it."

Mingxin said: "Yes, Master!"

So Xuyun immediately started to change it locally.

He stretched out his right hand and drew a semicircle. Starting from his right hand, the skin of the whole body was changing. The skin of young people with long knuckles and shiny skin became rough at this time. When the change spreads to their faces, it became even more wonderful.

His handsome and handsome face quickly turned into a fifty-year-old and long-haired eyebrows. Although he was still very handsome, he was already old.

Xu Yun said: "Mingxin, isn't it much better for me to do this?"

Mingxin: "..."

Master, it would be better if you don’t call me me!

However, he could only say this in his heart. Master asked and could not help but answer. He nodded and said, "Master became famous sooner and his face never grows old. But his image is more like a monk!"

Xu Yun was furious: "What do you mean is that I am an old monster? Do you think I didn't look like a monk before?"

Mingxin: "..."

When will the master get drunk and crazy? When will he get over such a master? Even if Mingxin has been tested for alcohol, he can only smile bitterly.

Xu Yun walked to the reception hall on the left and refused to leave. He said to Mingxin: "What's so great about the old mao in Lishan? I'll have to welcome me to the mountain gate. You go and welcome me, I'll wait here!"

There have been a lot of stories about Taoist people in Lishan in recent years. Although Bodhi Temple is a Buddhist temple, it is not so ignorant of worldly affairs and only chants Buddhist scriptures, so it is also known to me. This is why Mingxin will report to Xuyun in person.

However, Mingxin and others did not know that the Taoist Lishan was Qian Kunzi, but Xuyun knew.

When Mingxin took people to welcome the Taoist Lishan and returned to the reception hall, Qian Kunzi looked at standing in front of the reception hall, as if the entire reception hall had become the background. In front of him, he saw a white-faced monk with a handsome and elegant and elegant monk.

Just when the monk stood there, he felt a sense of solemnity and solemnity in his treasure. He seemed to be even more so than the entire hall, and he couldn't help but secretly say awesome.
Chapter completed!