Ye Qingxuan thought about it again, but it was no wonder.

After all, Yan Fengfei's reputation in the Wulin Baidao is extremely unbearable, and this is also caused by the slander of her beloved disciple. Of course, the dirty propaganda of Qu Longxing is indispensable.

After squeezing past a group of drunken White Lotus scholars, Ye Qingxuan found a wonton stall and sat down, ordered a bowl of wonton noodles. As soon as he took a sip of the soup, he heard someone slamming the table and cursing: "You thief monk, I think you are also a Buddhist. I gave you a bowl of meat wontons. How dare you not give face? You know what you know, eat the wontons quickly, otherwise don't blame Master Buddha, I'm not polite!"

Ye Qingxuan sighed, and unexpectedly, he encountered another demon monk from the White Lotus Sect causing trouble. Since Zhu Wusheng reappeared in the world, these monks from the White Lotus Sect have become more and more arrogant.

Turning back, I saw a white lotus monk wearing a white monk's robe as white as snow. He was stepping on a chair with one foot, scolding a monk next to him coldly.

The most eye-catching thing about the monk was the Baina Monk's robe on him. There were countless patches on it, all sizes and colors, like a beggar.

It was such a poor monk who had clean clothes and a white face. He looked only in his early thirties. He had a bit of heroic spirit between his eyebrows, but his eyes were dull and dull, looking extremely honest and timid.

Because no matter how the White Lotus monk on the opposite side humiliated him, the monk was like a primary school student who admitted his mistake, just looking down at his toes.

A pair of newly woven straw sandals and a pair of white big feet.

It is hard to imagine that a poor monk sleeping in the open will have such clean feet.

Just like his monk's robes, clean.

When Ye Qingxuan glanced over the monk Qiu, the monk Qiu, who was originally like a wood, had a slightly trembling toe, obviously touching. Ye Qingxuan was stunned and couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

The poor monk sat in a regular manner on the chair, just lowered his head and looked at his feet, his eyes wandering and dull. He didn't listen to the other party's scolding, and gave the white lotus monk in front of him.

The White Lotus Cultivators who were watching the fun not far away suddenly burst into laughter and ridiculed the White Lotus monk for being looked down upon.

The White Lotus monk, who was obviously depressed, suddenly became furious and went up and "slap", slapped the poor monk in the face, cursing: "Silly monk, are you deaf? How dare you ignore your Buddha?"

The poor monk was slightly stunned, looked up and said cowardly: "What did you say, donor?"

Hahaha……

The White Lotus Sect members laughed even more wildly.

The white lotus monk's eyes were full of fierce light, but his voice suddenly became cold, and he said in a deep voice: "The Buddha treats you to eat this bowl of meat wontons..."

"I am a vegetarian monk." The poor monk's head hung lowered.

A grim smile flashed across the face of the White Lotus monk and said lightly: "My Buddha's Maitreya Buddha's order, Buddhist monks can eat meat without having to eat vegetarian food..."

As soon as this said, all the monks of the White Lotus Sect stopped smiling and stared at the poor monk.

The murderous aura suddenly increased.

Since Zhu Wusheng claimed to be the "authoritarian Buddhist sect", all his disciples regarded themselves as this. If the disciples of other Buddhist sects kept calling, they would be denounced as heresy and killed. Now the White Lotus monk used this to test it, obviously forcing the other party to submit. If he dared not to obey, it would be the result of his death on the spot.

At this time, everyone around stopped their bowls and chopsticks and looked at the confrontation here.

Many martial arts people with neutral identities were sweating for the poor monk in their hands, hoping that the monk would not be stubborn, so as not to lose his life in vain.

The poor monk seemed to have realized his crisis, and glanced at the Bailian monks blankly, held a single palm up, and pronounced the Buddha's name. Just when everyone thought that the monk would stubbornly stick to his belief, he saw the poor monk pick up the soup bowl, ate the bowl of meat wontons, soup and meat in one breath.

laugh--

The martial arts people who were worried about the innocent death of the poor monk before could not help but sneer at him and instantly felt very disdainful of his cowardice.

Only Ye Qingxuan could see the truth and was particularly interested in this monk.

The poor monk drank all the wontons, bowed to the white lotus monk, and thanked him, "Thank you for your kind gift from your senior brother." After that, he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Slow down!" The White Lotus monk raised his eyebrows and suddenly said, "That monk, seeing that you are still aware of the current affairs, why not join my White Lotus Buddhist Sect and worship him under my own disciple..."

The poor monk hurriedly bowed and replied, "The little monk claimed his guilt. The little monk already has a sect and does not dare to change the sect without the orders of his master."

The monk Bailian looked very stinky and said coldly when he heard this, "Since it's not my White Lotus Buddhist Sect, why do you dare to eat meat?"

The poor monk lowered his head and murmured, "The little monk suddenly remembered a sentence from Master: Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart. Since I have a Buddha in my heart, I have never killed this pig with my own hands, and then chop it into meat filling and make wontons... Instead of keeping it out of my body, it is better to eat it as if it is in my belly, chanting scriptures and praying for it day and night, hoping that it will reach the Pure Land soon and turn to humanity in the next life, which is also a merit."

The scene was quiet, and I was immediately shocked by the poor monk's theory. Then, with a "coaxing", everyone around me laughed and couldn't help themselves.

"Hahaha, I'm so laughing to death. I'm saving the meat stuffing...hahaha..."

"This is the first time I've heard someone find such an excuse, it's so weird..."

"It's not a weird guy, it's a genius. Junior brother, you must include this monk in the school. I don't know how fun it will be in the future..."

Hahaha……

The White Lotus monk also laughed so hard that his tears flowed. He couldn't help but step forward, patted the poor monk on the shoulder, and gasped, "Haha, monk, you are really interesting. The Buddha understands. Your master is also a strange one. How about worshiping me together? Where is the master? Which temple is the monk."

Let everyone make fun of it, the poor monk looked as usual, just lowered his head and said bluntly: "The family master has passed away, and the little monk is hanging a single place in Lingyin Temple in Yangzhou!"

The laughter stopped.

The White Lotus monk stood up suddenly, and a fierce light shot out from his eyes, "What did you say?"

The poor monk was still dull and said lightly: "The family master has passed away, and the little monk is hanging aside the Lingyin Temple in Yangzhou!"

At this moment, let alone the White Lotus monks, even the martial arts people around them all calmed down.

Lingyin Temple.

The largest temple in the southern school of Zen.

Decades ago, it was destroyed by the White Lotus Sect because the master "Cat Iron Buddha" in the temple dropped by the White Lotus Sect and led the White Lotus Sect to kill the head of the temple and seized the temple's treasure "Nine Dragon Tin Staff".

Later, Ye Qingxuan and Ruhua returned from the holy land and fought with the White Lotus Sect. In the end, they even killed Yin Kong and seized the "Nine Dragon Tin Staff".
Chapter completed!