Chapter 202 A small white flower

Huo Yuanzhen followed Murong Qiuyu all the way and finally arrived at a place called "Taoyuan Xiaozhu". The latest chapter of the Holy Temple

This is a clean and elegant courtyard located on a back street. Although the area is not large, it is enough to have such an elegant courtyard in Chang'an City, where every inch of land is valuable.

Seeing Huo Yuanzhen standing in front of the yard and looking around, Murong Qiuyu said: "This is the industry of our Tianya Hai Pavilion. Not only us, but many sects will have their own industries in various big cities. They live alone, but they will not be big sects after all."

Huo Yuanzhen agrees with Murong Qiuyu's words. The reason why the Demon Sect can become the largest sect in the world is not only because of how many masters they have, but also how big their sphere of influence is.

There are branches everywhere and disciples everywhere, so that a large sect can be formed.

However, it is still hard to say whether this structure is suitable for Shaolin Temple.

"Come in with me."

Murong Qiuyu greeted Huo Yuanzhen and the two entered the yard.

Entering the yard, a breath of spring came to my face.

Peach blossoms bloom in March. Now in early March, although the peach blossoms in the yard have not yet bloomed, they are already in bud.

The fragrance of flowers was soaring, Huo Yuanzhen took a deep breath: "Well, Xiao Tao looked west to that house, and the fragrance of trees came out, and the flowers were only afraid that the east wind could do evil, and it would fall into the window screen as red as rain. This small building in Taoyuan is indeed very beautiful."

As Huo Yuanzhen said, he wanted to take off the turban on his head and relax. After being a monk for a long time, he felt uncomfortable if something was on his head.

"Ah! No!"

Murong Qiuyu suddenly screamed, and Huo Yuanzhen was stunned for a moment: "I don't want anything?"

"You...you just bring a headscarf first. Here, be Huo Yuanzhen for a while, don't change back to the abbot."

Huo Yuanzhen looked at Murong Qiuyu with some confusion, but still did not disobey her. It was nothing.

Murong Qiuyu didn't know why she had to make this request, so she felt a little embarrassed and said, "Your literary talent is very good. I deeply learned it when I was in Shaoshishan."

Huo Yuanzhen smiled slightly: "Some poems are not worth mentioning. Instead, it is the poem "Miss Murong, life and death, and the dust and smoke of the flesh and blood, and the monk worships stones and soil, and has no chance to realize Brahma, which really touches me."

When Murong Qiuyu heard Huo Yuanzhen say this, he felt a little embarrassed. After all, it was his own trouble in Shaoshishan.

"I also like this peach blossom very much. Many times I think that if I could draw a painting under this peach blossom tree, I would lean on the peach blossom tree and turn this moment into eternity, how precious it would be. Unfortunately, the things painted by painters in this world can be freehand or vivid, but they are not real after all."

Huo Yuanzhen thought to himself that if you travel to modern times, you might be able to invent the camera.

Murong Qiuyu did not rush into the house, but came to the peach tree, walked slowly, looked here, touched there, and looked back and showed a big smile to Huo Yuanzhen. At this moment, she seemed to have become a simple little girl again.

This scene fell into Huo Yuanzhen's eyes, and the poem "Human face and peach blossoms complement each other" suddenly rose in his heart.

Thinking of this sentence, I naturally thought of "I don't know where the human face is, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze."

A little bit unknown in my heart, Huo Yuanzhen shook his head: "Miss Murong, should you see my baby?"

"Wait a minute, I'll take a look at these flowers."

Murong Qiuyu seemed to have not played enough and was wandering around.

"Hundreds of monks from Shaolin Temple are still waiting for the rice to be put into the pot. Miss Murong, let's see if it's almost done."

Murong Qiuyu suddenly said, "Let's take a look at this flower, it's white, very beautiful, but also very strange."

Huo Yuanzhen walked over helplessly and took a look. There was a white flower next to a green grass, like a trumpet flower, and a bit like a normal flower. It grew a bit weird and even had a weird smell.

Although I feel like I have seen this kind of flower somewhere, Huo Yuanzhen can't remember it for a while. (《》)

And now Huo Yuanzhen is not interested in these things, and just hopes that Murong Qiuyu will take a look at his coral tree quickly and give him money as soon as possible if he is optimistic.

Murong Qiuyu said to herself: "Have you seen this flower before?"

After saying that, she carefully wanted to pick the white flower.

"Beware of thorns!"

Huo Yuanzhen reminded him, and Murong Qiuyu quickly shrank his hand, lowered his head and looked carefully. Sure enough, there were small thorns on the stem of the flower, and he didn't pay attention at all. If Huo Yuanzhen hadn't reminded him, he would have pierced just now.

"You have such a good eye."

Huo Yuanzhen shook his head with a smile: "You just didn't pay attention."

"Oh, it's broken! You're a little late. I broke the flower. You are a monk. You must not bear to see me hurting creatures, right? The plants and trees also have life."

Huo Yuanzhen said: "Although plants and trees also have life, they are not impossible to harm. Buddhism says that sentient beings are divided into ruthlessness and sentient beings. Humans and animals are sentient beings. Knowing goodness and love, knowing resentment and hatred are all manifestations of emotions, and they are sentient beings. However, these plants and trees do not have their own emotions, but are ruthless. In fact, they cannot be considered sentient beings. Otherwise, we Shaolin disciples will not be able to eat anything, and Miss Murong does not have to blame themselves."

Huo Yuanzhen took the opportunity to teach a lesson, and Murong Qiuyu murmured: "I just see it look good."

"Okay, let's go in and see what I'm bringing."

Murong Qiuyu followed Huo Yuanzhen to the main hall of Taoyuan Xiaozhu.

"My master has gone out and hasn't come back yet. Take out your baby and take a look. Is it big?"

"It must be very big."

Huo Yuanzhen answered, opened his baggage, and the coral trees inside were exposed.

Murong Qiuyu couldn't move her eyes as soon as she fell on the coral tree. She stood up and came to the side of the coral tree. She looked up and down, left and right, and wanted to reach out to touch her, but she was always afraid to start, for fear that she would break the treasure.

"It's okay, touch it, this thing is not as fragile as you think."

This is a red coral that is more than one foot tall, with a magnificent appearance, and is countless times stronger than the one in the imperial palace. If you have to say that there is a second coral tree in the world that can be compared with it, you probably have to go to the East China Sea Dragon Palace to look for it."

"How much do you want to sell this thing?"

"Fifteen thousand taels."

This number was calculated by Huo Yuanzhen's shockingly. Shaolin's current foreign debt is 120,000 taels, and the remaining money is paid off, and the temporary expenses are enough. Anyway, the current scale of Shaolin Temple is almost the same. As long as the back mountain is developed, there will be no more things, and it is useless to use that much money.

Murong Qiuyu blinked: "Huo Yuanzhen, we want this treasure in Tianya Hai Pavilion. I agree on behalf of the master. You don't have to find anyone else."

Huo Yuan really wanted to agree, but suddenly a voice came from outside: "What baby makes us Qiuyu like so much? He actually made the decision for the master."

As soon as he finished speaking, a woman outside walked in.

Huo Yuanzhen took a breath when he saw this person.

He has a very beautiful face, but his expression is a slightly cold one. He is an iceberg beauty in his twenties.

Who else isn't An Ruhuan?

Before he could speak, An Ruhuan suddenly said, "Qiuyu, who is this person?"

"Master, this is the abbot of Shaolin Temple. What I have told you... is the person who gave me a fan."

"Oh! It's actually a monk? Why did you get started?"

At this time, Huo Yuanzhen realized that this person was not An Ruhuan, but An Ruwu, the master of Murong Qiuyu. Wuming said that he had besieged the top master of the Immortal Taoist with him.

This person's unique skills, Ghost Claws and Life and Death Talisman, are basically the same as An Ruhuan, and are in the late stage of the innate stage.

At this time, Huo Yuanzhen could not continue to wrap his headscarf, removed it, and then said to An Ruwu: "Amitabha, the abbot of Shaolin Temple in Songshan, Henan Province, I have seen Senior An."

Unexpectedly, An Ruwu snorted coldly: "You dare to come here? You humiliate my disciple with poems. This girl is stupid and doesn't care about you, but her master is not stupid. Do you think that our Tianya Hai Pavilion is all women, so is it easy to bully?"

"Amitabha, the female donor's words are wrong. There is only a small misunderstanding between me and Miss Murong. I believe that we are already friends."

Murong Qiuyu also nodded and said, "Yes, Master Yijie saved me today, otherwise I would have been captured by Hu Xiaoshan and others, and I will not be able to see Master now."

"They are still entangled? I really don't know how to live or die. I will argue with them when my master sees their master."

An Ruwu obviously didn't want to talk about this matter, and then brought the topic back to Huo Yuanzhen: "Although you saved my disciple, this humiliation cannot be counted."

"What if you don't know what Senior An wants?"

"You tease my disciples, but you don't take my Tianya Hai Pavilion seriously. As a martial arts senior, I don't bully you. Since you dare to humiliate me, you must have some skills. As long as you can take my move, this matter will be exposed. If you can't take it down, you will apologize to us Qiuyu."

"Amitabha, since this is the case, I will not refuse."

Huo Yuanzhen really doesn't believe that she can't handle it in one move. It's okay if Wuming said this, but An Ruwu, Huo Yuanzhen thinks she can't do it.

Murong Qiuyu wanted to speak, but An Ruwu glared at her eyes and stepped back obediently.

An Ruwu glanced at Huo Yuanzhen standing opposite him, without any signs, and suddenly shook his hand and a cold light shot out directly.

"Life and Death Talisman!" Murong Qiuyu looked at An Ruwu worriedly. When she saw that the master was taking action, she didn't care much about it and reached out to intercept it.

"Qiuyu hid, you can't touch this kind of life and death talisman!"

An Ruwu never expected Murong Qiuyu to block the life and death talisman, and her heart suddenly became cold. It was a bad thing now.

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