Lord Sword Immortal will not be defeated

Chapter 5
Behind Elder Qingchi, several monks suddenly appeared at some point, and then more lights and shadows came one after another.

It's just because the outside of the originally plain and clumsy Sutra Pavilion has already lit up a little bit of light at this time, as bright as stars.

The old monk in Qingchi collected his mind immediately, his expression calmed down, he turned his head slightly and squinted at both sides, and said: "What are you doing? This place has always been guarded by a poor monk, and there is nothing wrong now. Let's go, everyone!" , With a wave of his sleeve, he will drive people away.

At this time, there were seven old monks standing behind him.

Adding Elder Qing Chi, Jing Yuan's master who went out on a trip, and Qing Wang who just took Jing Yuan out to subdue demons in the morning, they formed the top ten most powerful monks in Bailong Temple today.

Bailong Temple is hidden deep in the mountains, and does not seek to show its holiness to the world, and it is invisible to ordinary people passing by. Now the number of disciples and disciples can exceed one hundred, and it is very impressive to have ten eminent monks sitting in the temple.

Among the seven monks behind the old monk Qingchi, the one standing in the middle also looked the oldest, and his figure also looked a little stooped.

However, several old monks around him cast their eyes on him after Qing Chi spoke.

This is the current abbot of Bailong Temple: Master Qingzheng.He smiled and stepped forward to hold Qing Chi's arm, the wrinkled eyebrows almost left only a narrow gap after the smile bloomed.

When Qing Chi looked back and saw his smiling face, his heart beat involuntarily.

Master Qingzheng's voice was clear and his breath was very calm: "Junior Brother, don't worry, don't break the precepts."

Qing Chi blushed immediately, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out, arguing, "I'm so anxious... I'm a monk, can I violate the precepts?" The "disciple" and the like caused all the monks to burst into laughter, and the outside of the Sutra Pavilion was filled with joy.

After a while, seeing that Qingchi was really in a hurry, Master Qingzheng pressed his hand, and everyone quickly calmed down.

Immediately, Master Qingzheng also looked at the Buddhist scripture building that was already shining with a substantial golden light.

At this time, many monks gathered in the distance of the Sutra Pavilion, and they were also attracted by the abnormal light. Most of the young and middle-aged monks were of the pure generation, and the young monks who followed them were of the true generation.

They looked at the scripture building in amazement, and saw the eight eminent monks gathering together, so they hesitated to go forward, they could only watch from a distance and make soft comments. One or two monks of the Jingzi generation seemed to have discovered something, but they just waited and watched in shock, not daring to speak easily.

Master Qingzheng looked no different from ordinary old people, and his eyes were not as bright and sharp as that old Qingxuan monk.However, his pupils still reflected the body surrounded by lotus petals.

Wang Li's face was pale at the moment, and the baby fat on his cheeks became much weaker, and he seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

Seeing this, Master Qingzheng raised his arm, flicked his withered palm like a tree, and a yellow light suddenly shot out, invisible through the Sutra Library, and directly into Wang Li's body.

Immediately, this point of yellow light converged inward, causing the elixir wrapped in it to quickly decompose and melt.

Wang Li's face flushed instantly, the exhausted energy and blood were replenished to a great extent at the same time, and his cheeks became plump again visibly.

At the same time, the lotus petals around the body rotated faster, stirring up a howling wind, and the dense golden glow seemed to turn into a huge oval cocoon in a blink of an eye.

But seeing its light flickering slowly like breathing, after a pause, it suddenly broke out of the cocoon.

In an instant.

Thousands of lotus petals suddenly burst out from the Sutra Pavilion glowing with golden light. They fluttered and glistened with the wind, and suddenly the whole sutra building was covered. The monks couldn't help but exclaim again and again.

Inside the building, Wang Li also woke up suddenly.

After he stopped and remained silent, the medicine power that suddenly appeared in his body just now hadn't been completely absorbed. At this moment, it slowly flowed along the meridian illuminated by the scriptures, and continued to disperse into his limbs and bones.

Looking down at the scriptures, a smile couldn't help showing on his face, but the smile quickly subsided.

Get up, just take a step.

From the point of contact between the soles of the feet and the floor, a slowly rotating green lotus suddenly sprang out. This lotus was tangible but intangible, and it slowly disappeared after two breaths.

Wang Li opened his eyes wide, froze for a moment, raised his foot and took another step.

In the same way, another green lotus was born.

After pausing for a moment, Wang Li sorted out the illuminated meridians in his body, and then tried to take another step.At this time, Qinglian did not appear.

Secretly heaving a sigh of relief, he put the scriptures back in their original place, and when he turned around and went downstairs, [Meditation] calmed his mind, and he was simultaneously thinking about how to deal with it.

Of course he couldn't see through the scene outside the Buddhist scripture building, but the elixir that suddenly entered his body just now meant that he had been discovered by someone, and the lotus petal that broke out of the cocoon and rushed out of the attic meant that he might be in front of everyone in the temple. Can't hide.

It's not a big deal if you don't hide. The so-called hiding is either used to shady people, or to prevent being yin.In Bailong Temple, there should be no monks who like Yin people... right?

The main trouble is how to refuse to become a monk on the premise of ensuring one's own safety.

It is said that Buddhism has a super-powerful method of salvation, just say "fate with me", no matter it is a person or a treasure, it will be taken away.

Bailong Temple gave Wang Li a good first impression, but he is still not sure whether other than Master Jingyuan have not inherited the unique knowledge of that Buddhist mother.

When he came to the door on the first floor, Wang Li took a deep breath.

squeak~

Even though he was prepared, Wang Li was still taken aback by the scene behind the door.

The eight old monks are all masters and uncles of Master Jingyuan. According to Master Jingyuan, they are all the "treasures of the town temple" of Bailong Temple.

Wang Li took a deep breath, but his expression remained calm.

After crossing the threshold, he quickened his pace and bowed his hands together: "Disciple pays homage to all masters!"

The eight old monks all smiled and nodded kindly.

Just now I saw Wang Li's excellent talent, but now I saw Wang Li's state of mind like water. For these eight experienced and accomplished Buddhist monks, the latter is sometimes even more important than the former. In Buddhism, it is not uncommon for people to practice painstakingly for many years without gaining anything, and to achieve enlightenment and go straight to heaven. Therefore, there is undisguised love in their eyes.

The same is true for Elder Qingchi, but he knows more about Wang Li than the others.Therefore, he smiled even wider, and stepped forward first, stretched out his hand to support Wang Li, and said: "Before Nephew Jingyuan left the temple, he said that he would hand you over to the poor monk. At that time, the poor monk was still puzzled, but now the poor monk I understand what he means. From today onwards, your dharma name will be Jing..."

"Wait a minute!"

Amidst the sound of stopping at the last moment, an old monk stepped forward, his appearance was quite similar to the old monk Wang Li had seen.

"Senior brother Qingchi, why are you lying?"

Qingchi's smile froze slightly, he turned his head, and glanced around with displeasure: "Junior Brother Qinghe, and fellow senior brothers, when the excitement is over and people are seeing you, then hurry back to your respective Zen rooms to meditate and practice. Don't disturb the poor monk accepting disciples."

Wang Li looked at the bald back of Qingchi old monk's head in surprise, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was turning black.

At the same time, these few words of Qing Chi also aroused public outrage.

"Junior brother, you have violated the precept!"

"Junior brother, you were not like this before!"

"Junior brother, this son is destined to be with me!"

"Brother, show some face!"

(End of this chapter)