Yuan Ziyan's bright eyes lit up, and a cold light flashed by.

With such cultivation, it is rare to be able to hide from my own senses. This monk was not aware of it in the woods.

Li Chengkong turned his head and looked over.

The dense bamboo forest was moving, rising and falling like blue waves, and a handsome young monk emerged from it.

His yellow monk's robe seemed to have been washed countless times, and it was faintly white and was about to break, but it was so worn, but it did not damage his style at all when worn on his body.

Hearing his voice calm and vicissitudes, he thought he was an old man, but a young man, and he looked only in his twenties.

At first glance, it seems to be younger than Li Chengkong.

But through the expression between his eyebrows, Yuan Ziyan could feel that he should be quite old and has a sense of vicissitudes of life.

"Amitabha!" The young monk hailed the same ritual: "The two donors are polite."

Li Chengkong smiled: "Don't you know the master's name?"

"I am wise and foolish."

"Master Zhiyu." Li Chengkong nodded and said, "I wonder if this is Daming Temple?"

The temple is dilapidated and shaky, but there is no plaque on the temple gate, so it is difficult to find out whether it is Daming Temple.

"That's right." Monk Zhiyu nodded lightly: "What's the matter with the two donors coming to my temple?"

He has handsome facial features, a focused and quiet expression, as if the years are quiet, without worries, no sorrow or joy.

Yuan Ziyan smiled curiously and said, "Monk, let's come here and have some incense, won't it be possible?"

"Female donor, my temple is not open to the public, I'm really sorry."

"Since I'm here, can't I be able to be compatible?" Yuan Ziyan said: "Is it because I am a woman?"

"The donor misunderstood. My temple is a temple that is a Qing Dynasty temple. I don't open incense to the public. I hope I will forgive you."

"Okay," Yuan Ziyan stopped entangling, and Yanran smiled and said, "That monk, are you the only one in Daming Temple?"

"I am a monk here to stay in the temple and is responsible for cleaning."

"No one else?"

"There is only one monk."

"Then you are the only one in Daming Temple, right?" Yuan Ziyan understood his words and frowned and said, "Monk, you are half hidden and half hidden, so it's so unhappy!"

"I wonder what the two donors are doing?" Monk Zhiyu said calmly.

He was keen and felt that the person who came was not good, so he didn't say much, so he didn't say much to avoid spreading it.

Daming Temple was born and practiced, and did not enter the world, nor did it want to cause trouble in the world.

If one more leak is more, one more cause and effect will be more troublesome, so if you can not say it, you won’t say it.

Yuan Ziyan glanced at Li Chengkong, coughed lightly, and went straight in: "Can monk know about Monk Zhidu?"

Li Chengkong stood aside with his hands behind his back, his blue shirt floating with the bamboo forest, and it was as if he was about to fly up to the clouds.

He smiled and looked at Yuan Ziyan and spoke.

Now that Yuan Ziyan has experienced it, she is becoming more and more smart, keen and sharp, no less than herself.

"Senior Brother Zhidu?" Monk Zhiyu frowned and said slowly: "I wonder what the two donors have to look for Senior Brother Zhidu?"

"He is back?" Yuan Ziyan asked.

Monk Zhiyu pondered.

He didn't know how to answer Yuan Ziyan.

Why didn't this person ask about anything else but asked Senior Brother Zhidu? Although Senior Brother Zhidu is just a branch of inheritance, it was also from the same lineage after all.

Once Nirvana is gone, you will be admitted to Daming Temple and continue to practice the secret method.

Senior Brother Zhidu acts in a clever manner and does not interfere in civilized matters when he travels around the world. How could he get involved in this cause and effect?

"That's coming back." Yuan Ziyan snorted: "It's true that I can't die."

Monk Zhiyu said: "Do you two donors have a grudge against Senior Brother Zhidu?"

"No revenge."

"That……?"

"I just want to meet him and ask something in person." Yuan Ziyan frowned: "Isn't this possible?"

"Senior Brother Zhidu has not returned to the temple yet."

"What does this mean?" Yuan Ziyan said angrily: "You monk, it's really hard to speak. Isn't it good to say it clearly? Why do you have to hide it, intermittently, hide your head and tail?!"

"Donor," said Mr. Zhiyu calmly, "Senior Brother Zhidu has already passed away and needs to be pulled before he can return to the temple."

Yuan Ziyan's bright eyes flashed, thinking: "What do you mean is that it hasn't attracted you yet?"

"That's right." Monk Zhiyu nodded slightly.

He then woke up suddenly.

I have said too much and shouldn't say much. I should shut up and pretend that I don't know anything.

It’s not that I don’t know, but that’s the right thing to do.

Yuan Ziyan snorted: "When will we return to the temple?"

Monk Zhiyu shook his head.

If there were no accidents, it should be in these few days, but he didn't want to say more, so as not to cause trouble again.

Seeing Yuan Ziyan's move, it was definitely not a good thing, and he would even continue to get entangled.

Yuan Ziyan snorted: "Then we will wait here. Whenever he comes back, we will wait until we do."

"Amitabha!" Monk Zhiyu shook his head and said, "I suggest that the donor come again another day."

Yuan Ziyan has bright eyes.

Monk Zhiyu said: "There are too many variables in the pulling matter, and sometimes it takes a year and a half to bring it back."

"Not so troublesome!"

"I don't lie."

Yuan Ziyan looked at Li Chengkong.

Li Chengkong said: "Where is Master Zhidu now? We can help you and speed up the pulling."

"Amitabha, thank you for the donor." The monk Zhiyu thanked him, and then shook his head: "The technique of traction is a secret of my temple."

"Ah!" Yuan Ziyan suddenly screamed.

Monk Zhiyu was startled, and his yellow robe swayed, then calmed down and looked at her calmly.

Yuan Ziyan scolded, "It's so annoying! I'm so lazy!"

Li Chengkong smiled. She was so anxious that she would inevitably get angry when she met such a sluggish person.

This wise monk is handsome and elegant, but he is slow to speak and do things, which makes people want to get angry involuntarily.

Monk Zhiyu smiled and said nothing.

Yuan Ziyan looked at Li Chengkong: "Master, it seems there is nothing I can do. Catch him and force him to ask."

Li Chengkong shook his head with a smile.

Yuan Ziyan said angrily: "He said nothing, what should I do? Could it be that I have to wait here?"

"It's good to wait here." Li Chengkong nodded: "You go and go, I'll stay and wait."

"master!"

"Go."

"Amitabha!" Seeing that Li Chengkong was about to wait here, Monk Zhiyu finally spoke, "I wonder what the two donors are doing to find Senior Brother Zhidu?"

"The child received the initiation of Master Meng Zhidu and passed all his cultivation to him." Li Chengkong smiled.

"Young Master?" asked Monk Zhiyu.

Li Chengkong nodded.

"Amitabha." Monk Zhiyu said slowly: "That's nothing more than an outsider."

Li Chengkong raised his eyebrows.

Yuan Ziyan scolded, "Speak clearly, why aren't you considered an outsider?"

When she heard this, she felt harsh and troublesome.

After gaining his cultivation, he became a person from Daming Temple. Wouldn't that mean that the little prince wants to become a monk?

This is absolutely not allowed and impossible.

Monk Zhiyu smiled: "The noble son is the descendant of Senior Brother Zhidu's robe and mantle, so he is naturally not an outsider."

"Then you have to be a monk?" Yuan Ziyan snorted.

Zhiyu nodded gently: "I practiced the method of being born in Daming Temple and cannot enter the world."
Chapter completed!