"Haha! It seems that your master is really omnipotent!" Qing'er laughed.

"Monks don't lie. When you see my master, you will believe me." Liao Yuan really has the flavor of an enlightened monk and doesn't argue too much with Qing'er.

The mountain road was difficult, and everyone stopped and walked until they finally reached the top of the mountain.

Viewed from a distance, the Buddhist temple is actually extremely majestic and majestic, and it does not lose the aura of a Buddhist temple. It is built on mountains and rivers, surrounded by strange rocks and cliffs.

It was born between the cliffs and was protected by the sheer cliffs of the mountains.

There are two huge Buddha statues in front of the temple, standing on both sides, like gods protecting the temple. On the left is an Arhat with a long beard and a smiling face, and on the right is a ferocious god holding a sword.

Tang Mugong was shocked when he saw the grandeur of the Buddhist temple. Others were also surprised and inexplicable. They were all frightened by the majesty of the Buddhist temple. They also couldn't understand why such a majestic and magnificent temple would slowly decline.

Tang Mugong had previously learned from Ren Xiaoyao that the incense of Guanfo Temple was actually quite prosperous at first, but for some unknown reason, since Master Wuchen became the host, Guanfo Temple has slowly declined.

Could it be that the decline of Guanfo Temple is really related to Master Wuchen?

The reason for this is unknown even if he is re-elected Xiaoyao.

Liao Yuan brought everyone to the Buddhist temple, but they saw that although the courtyard was very clean, there were no monks or pilgrims at all. It was really deserted to the extreme.

Liao Yuan walked in front, while Ren Xiaoyao and Tang Mugong led everyone behind. However, they did not go to the main hall, but went to a small courtyard in a roundabout way.

Everyone didn't understand what he meant, but Ren Xiaoyao had already understood it. Ren Xiaoyao had known Master Wuchen for many years, so he naturally knew something about him. Master Wuchen was a hospitable person, but he was also a very focused person. If

Normally, when Master Wuchen heard that he was coming, he would definitely go out to greet him. However, at this time, he was making wine. Even if the sky fell, he would not be allowed to leave the winery for even half a step.

There is a kind of person who is always obsessed with one idea. As long as he believes in something, he will devote himself to it wholeheartedly.

Being too persistent is not a very good thing, but a person who is dedicated enough can always accomplish something.

Finally, the little monk Liao Yuan led Ren Xiaoyao and his party to a small house. Although the door was closed, the aroma of wine overflowed and had already aroused everyone's greed.

Ren Xiaoyao, Tang Mugong and others were all good drinkers, but they were all happy when they smelled the aroma of wine.

"Good wine!" Tang Mu couldn't help but sigh.

Steam was steaming on the small roof, and it seemed that it was a critical moment. Tang Muxian just said a word, and then he immediately said to "Shush": "My master doesn't like to be disturbed when he is making wine."

"It's fate, let them in!"

Who would have known that as soon as he finished speaking about fate, Master Wuchen's voice came from the room.

Feeling uninterested, he led everyone into the house with some reluctance.

Everyone was about to go in, but Ren Xiaoyao said: "Master Wuchen, didn't you say before that wine is also afraid of strangers? If it is 'awakened', it will not taste good. If that is the case,

Then we won’t come in.”

Ren Xiaoyao has known Master Wuchen for many years and already knows his temperament very well. Since he said this, he must have encountered such a situation before.

"Haha! It's great to have friends from far away! This is true for people, and so is the wine!" Master Wuchen replied with a smile.

However, Ren Xiaoyao did not go in after all. He still stood there waiting. Seeing that Ren Xiaoyao did not move forward, everyone stopped and watched.

However, Master Wuchen let things take its course and directly skipped the matter and said: "Today, the sect leader Ren and the elders of the Tang sect came to visit in a big way. It is really disrespectful for the old monk not to welcome him in person."

"Everything the master does, he must put his whole heart and soul into it. How can I dare to disturb you?" Ren Xiaoyao replied.

Everyone understood what Ren Xiaoyao said immediately. It turned out that Ren Xiaoyao knew that Master Wuchen was very serious about his work, so he deliberately did not enter the house for fear of disturbing his brewing.

After Master Wuchen heard this, he said nothing more, and everything inside and outside the hut suddenly became quiet again.

If the room is quiet, it means that Master Wuchen is concentrating on his work; if it is quiet outside, of course, no one dares to disturb the Master by making any noise.

In this world, it is hard to find a close friend and a close friend.

It is also a blessing for Master Wuchen to have such a close friend as Ren Xiaoyao.

Of course, Ren Xiaoyao is an extremely intelligent and world-savvy expert, so he naturally handles many things better than ordinary people.

Outside the house, no one dared to take a breath, but the aroma of wine in the house was already wafting out, and it was already filling their hearts and minds. Although they had not drunk the wine yet, they all seemed to be a little tipsy.

.

Perhaps, the best wine is meant to be drunk before you drink it.

Ren Xiaoyao and Tang Mugong, these worldly masters, smelled the fragrance of the wine while drinking, but their bodies and minds felt as if they had taken elixir and were about to ascend. Even the internal injuries on their bodies did not naturally heal.

It felt a little better. The energy and blood in the whole body suddenly felt relaxed and the internal energy was full, as if someone was healing their injuries.

What kind of people Ren Xiaoyao and Tang Mugong were, they immediately understood that the aroma of the wine really had a good healing effect on their internal injuries.

It's just that this is the first time for them to see this person who has never seen him before, and has already received his wisdom and ability to heal wounds from across the room.

On the other hand, Qing'er, a few people with low skills, really couldn't bear the power of alcohol. They were so drunk that their bodies were erratic and about to collapse.

At this moment, there was a loud "ah" sound outside the house, and an old monk with a white beard and a drooping beard came out. Although he was very thin, his eyes were full of fire, as if he had supreme divine power and could use it for eternity.

Endless.

When everyone heard the sound of the door opening, they all woke up immediately, feeling refreshed and as if they had had a good sleep.

"Master, long time no see!" Ren Xiaoyao was the first to speak.

"The sect master just spoke, although he still had enough energy, but his sharpness has lost. Could it be that the sect master has the intention of retreating, or..." Wuchen didn't finish his words, but anyone with a discerning eye knew what he wanted to ask.

Master Wuchen is an expert in the world. Just from Ren Xiaoyao's voice, he could tell that Ren Xiaoyao was injured. He didn't say anything, firstly to save Ren Xiaoyao's face; secondly, he himself couldn't believe it.

There is actually someone in the world who can hurt Ren Xiaoyao, the best player in the world.

He is an idle monk who doesn't care about worldly affairs. Naturally, he doesn't know what major events have happened recently in the world. It's not that he doesn't want to know, it's just that he's not interested.
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