Chapter 981 The Sutra Pavilion and the Old Monk Sweeping the Floor

Chapter 981: The Sutra Pavilion and the Old Monk Sweeping the Floor

A gentle force supported Zhang Hua and prevented him from bowing down.

"Don't be too polite, benefactor, I'm too simple here, please forgive me." Master Changsheng's voice was unusually kind, and it sounded very comfortable.

Zhang Hua said sincerely, "It's a great honor to see the master, how dare you care about foreign things?"

"Hehe, okay, benefactor Ren is not very old, but he is old-fashioned in receiving people and things, no wonder he can be favored by your lord, and send invitations instead of direct disciples."

"Where..." Zhang Hua said modestly: "Isn't it a bit of strength, the leader sent here?"

"Oh?" Master Changsheng was puzzled.

"Hehe, it's like this..." Master Chang Xing stepped forward and explained what happened just now in detail, and finally explained: "The poor monk made his own opinions without the permission of the abbot, and the abbot should punish him."

"Ha ha" Zhang Zhang smiled on the field, waved his hands and said: "Junior Brother, this is not true. The martial arts in the world come from Dalin. The martial arts in my Dalin Temple are for people in the world to practice. Although the benefactor is a disciple of Chuanxiang Sect..."

Zhang Hua was overjoyed when he heard this, but then he was disappointed, only to hear the Changsheng master say again: "Of course he cannot practice the secret internal skills and mental methods of our Dalin Temple, but the general...boxing, swordsmanship, etc. The flow of the law, it doesn’t hurt to have a look…”

However, Zhang Hua still thanked him, he wanted to advance the Dharma swordsmanship, but he was afraid that Master Chang Geng would be suspicious, so he had no choice but to be a gourd

Having received Master Changsheng's approval, Master Changxing was relieved. Zhang Hua took the opportunity to take out the jade slip, handed it up respectfully, and said, "This is an invitation sent by my lord, please accept it from the abbot."

The elder elder nodded: "It was really hard for you to send the invitation, why didn't I accept it?"

As he said that, he caught the jade slip, held the jade slip in his hand, immersed his spiritual consciousness, and after a while, raised his white eyebrows, and asked, "Ren benefactor? The protective array of your Xiangjiao has been completely broken. Is it gone?"

"Yes, Master Changsheng" Zhang Hua continued to talk about the preaching of incense. Master Changsheng frowned slightly, and sighed after a long while: "Time is also fate. People are in the rivers and lakes. By yourself, even if..."

Then he proclaimed the Buddha's name again, and laughed at himself: "As a foreigner, I made the benefactor laugh."

Zhang Hua shook his head and said: "Master is merciful,

In line with the principle of "I will go to hell if I don't go to hell", I really can't wait to be in the rivers and lakes..."

Then, looking slightly at Master Chang Geng with lowered brows beside him, he tentatively said: "Abbot Changsheng, you are dull, there is one more thing that Abbot is willing to..."

"What else is there?" The elder asked with a smile.

At this time, Master Chang Geng raised his head and said: "Brother Abbot, the poor monk knows what the benefactor asked for, and it involves the secrets of our Dalin Temple..."

"Oh?" The elder was taken aback for a moment, then turned to Zhang Hua and said, "Then please ask Master Ren to wait outside for a while?"

Zhang Hua got up quickly, cupped his hands and said: "This matter involves my senior sister Zixia's life experience. If possible, I hope Master will be merciful."

The long elder nodded slightly, smiled and said nothing.

Zhang Hua came out of the simple meditation room, stood outside, and waited for about half a meal. During this short period of time, he wanted to release his consciousness several times to look inside. What exactly is he doing, and he also wants to escape into it several times to hear what he is talking about, but one is afraid of being discovered by the elders, and the second most important thing is that he is afraid of offending Dalin Temple. For punishment, just a polite sentence: "I'm sorry, this is a secret of my Dalin Temple, and I can't spread it casually."

Well, the dream of finding one's own life experience has disappeared.

Maybe Zhang Hua can restrain Master Chang Gung and use the mí soul finger to force him, but the fine works of Tianlong Sect can escape the mí soul finger, so how can Dalin Temple not have it?

Just as Zhang Hua thought about it, scratching his head, the door of the meditation room opened with a "Zhila", and Master Chang Xing and Master Chang Geng came out from inside. Zhang Hua jumped over to the genius physicist and said anxiously: "Master, how... ....?"

Master Chang Geng said with a smile: "The abbot is merciful, it has been confirmed, but it has been a long time since the genius physiognomist, I will let you know after I think about it carefully."

Zhang Hua was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly saluted: "Thank you, Master, I..."

"The benefactor does not need to be too polite. The abbot has something to say, so there is no need to thank him face to face. The monks should make it easier for others. In addition, the abbot will definitely attend the martial arts conference of your teaching on time. The benefactor will report to Mrs. Jingyi when he returns."

"Thank you master!" Zhang Hua stood outside the door and bowed to the ground facing the meditation room.

However, a soft force came out from the room, supporting him and preventing him from bowing down. Although this force was not worth mentioning to Zhang Hua at this time, Zhang Hua respected it when he hesitated get up.

"Okay, benefactor, if the abbot doesn't allow you to thank me, you don't have to thank me. Why bother to stick to common etiquette?" Master Chang Xing said with a smile: "It's better to follow the old monk to the Buddhist scriptures pavilion to show you your sword skills, boxing skills, etc. Find it and talk about it."

Seeking clues for Meng to find his life experience, Zhang Hua is also less eager for swordsmanship, boxing and stick techniques. Thinking of the dream waiting outside the temple gate, Zhang Hua tentatively said: "Rongzi go outside the temple first, and tell Zi about this matter." What did Senior Sister Xia say?"

Master Chang Xing waved his hand: "It's not urgent, just find a disciple to go out and talk about it, I'll send you to the Sutra Pavilion, I have other things to do."

Zhang Hua said happily: "Thank you, master."

Then he thought of one more thing and asked: "By the way, before coming to Dalin Temple, the leader of that sect told me that if possible, let me pay homage to Master Yuantian. I wonder if I should report to Master Changsheng?"

"That's easy to say. I will tell the abbot later that I will go to Tallinn before the benefactor leaves."

"Tallinn?" Zhang Hua was stunned for a moment, before he could ask, Master Chang Xing walked ahead, as if Zhang Hua should know about Tallinn.

Following Master Chang Xing to an extremely ordinary pavilion, a gray-clothed monk went out to greet him. Master Chang Xing pointed to Zhang Hua and said, "This is Ren Xiaoyao, the messenger of the Fragrance Sect. The abbot has an order, you can choose a Common secret books such as swordsmanship and palm techniques, etc., can be read in the Sutra Pavilion, and cannot be taken out of the Sutra Pavilion, and cannot be copied."

"Yes, follow the abbot's decree. The benefactor, this way please," said the monk saluting.

"Here...is the Sutra Pavilion?" Looking at the unassuming Sutra Pavilion, Zhang Hua asked in amazement.

"What does Benefactor Ren think of the Sutra Pavilion?" Master Changxing laughed.

"This...however there must be guards of monks with high martial arts skills, why...however..." In addition to the guards, Zhang Hua almost told the appearance of the Misty Sect's Zangshu Pavilion.

"Haha, the benefactor has a picture." Master Changxing said: "Form itself is empty, and emptiness is form. No one said that this Buddhist scripture pavilion must be a solemn statue of a treasure, right?"

After finishing speaking, Master Chang Xing waved his hand and said, "I have other things to do. After the benefactor has finished studying the cheats, I will send the benefactor on the road again."

"Go on the road?" Zhang Hua pouted secretly: "This seems to have two meanings."

"Don't dare to nag the master, please do what you want"

When Master Changxing left, Zhang Hua followed the monk into the Buddhist scriptures pavilion. The Buddhist scriptures pavilion was not big, only about two feet in size. There was a wooden ladder in one corner leading to the second floor. Zhang Hua knew that , this second floor is definitely not something that you can go up by yourself, so you don't look there.

The monk led Zhang Hua to a row of bookshelves, pointed with his hand, and said respectfully: "Benefactor Ren, this row is all my school's collection of swordsmanship, palm techniques, boxing techniques, stick techniques, etc. Please choose a volume, poor one. The monk is here to greet you"

Zhang Hua understood it as soon as he heard it, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Master, I understand."

Then, Zhang Hua released his spiritual consciousness slightly, while looking at it with u eyes, while distinguishing it with his spiritual consciousness.

It's a pity, as Master Changxing said, these are all ordinary secret books of Dalin Temple. Zhang Hua searched the entire bookshelf, but couldn't find any movement of immortality. Unknowingly, Zhang Hua was randomly selecting secret books. At that time, his spiritual consciousness was released, covering the entire Sutra Library, checking each shelf one by one, and when he was full of disappointment, just when he was about to look up the wooden ladder with his spiritual consciousness, his eyes inadvertently rolled Sweep, I just froze on the spot

I saw a thin, very short old monk in a gray monk's robe, hunched over and holding an old broom in his hand, standing beside the wooden ladder, sweeping the ground meticulously with his head down.

With a sound of "coaxing", Zhang Hua's blood rushed to his forehead, and he swept away his spiritual consciousness again inconceivably. Still the same, in his spiritual consciousness, there was no sign of the sweeping old monk at all.

"This..." Zhang Hua didn't dare to pretend to be peeking anymore, and quickly withdrew his consciousness. Even if he wanted to force his way into the Sutra Pavilion at night, he gave up. After pretending to look for it for a while, Zhang Hua asked as if nothing had happened. : "This master, the master sweeping the floor in front of the wooden ladder, who is it?"

Hearing Zhang Hua mentioning the old monk sweeping the floor, the disciple was taken aback, looked at the monk in the distance, and said in a low voice: "The poor monk doesn't know what the master's name is. The poor monk only knows that since he can remember, he The old man is sweeping the floor in this Sutra Pavilion..." Afterwards, he said respectfully again: "Besides, I heard from the masters and uncles that since they were sensible, they have also seen him sweeping the floor here. As for the dharma name, age How, no one knows."

"Oh~" Zhang Hua nodded thoughtfully. The source of this sweeping old monk may only be known to the elders.

Since there is such a mysterious person sitting in the Sutra Pavilion, not to mention others, even Zhang Hua dare not covet it, so can Dalin Temple be worried? What kind of monk is there outside the door?

Therefore, Zhang Hua put away his spiritual consciousness and focused on finding the desired cheats with his u eyes...

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