In the field, an old man was turning the soil.
This work was not urgent. He just needed to turn a part of it every day. It would be more convenient to sow the seeds in spring.
His body was rusty at home, so he might as well go out and exercise.
A handsome young man walked over from the ridge in the field.
This young man was born with clear eyes and a good temperament.
But his expression … was a little sneaky.
"Old man, I want to ask you something …"
However, it was a holy land of Buddhism, so the people there were simple and honest. The old man did not have any bad guesses.
He just slowly broke the soil and smiled kindly. "What is it?"
This young man was naturally Jiang Wang. When he mentioned Ku Jue's name, he looked left and right. It was obvious that the yellow-faced old monk had traumatized him.
He asked carefully, "Has Master Ku Jue returned to Buddhism recently? Do you know?"
The old man shook his head. "I haven't heard."
Great!
That old monk Ku Jue was powerful and respected (he called himself). If such an eminent monk was in the temple, the believers would know. After all, eminent monks of Buddhism often needed to do good deeds.
Xuankong Temple was an ascetic temple. There were often eminent monks working in the fields, so there was not much difference between them and the believers.
Jiang Wang was relieved. He straightened his back and looked calm. "Thank you, old man!"
After saying goodbye politely, he went straight to the gate of Xuankong Temple.
The old man continued to turn the soil, but he could not help but have some doubts.
Was there a Master Ku Jue in the holy temple? He had not heard of him. It sounded like he was in the same generation as the abbot!
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The gate that appeared in the secular world was only a part of Xuankong Temple. It was usually called the outer mountain.
A sect like Xuankong Temple had a reception monk who specialized in receiving cultivators.
Those who came from aristocratic families had to have someone give them a name card in advance.
They had to write their family name and title.
Jiang Wang was not that particular, but he still followed the etiquette and showed his identity to the reception monk.
After all, he was here to visit, not to challenge the temple.
"Jiang Wang, Qingyang, was asked by someone to pay a visit to the mountain. Please … "
Jiang Wang was facing the reception monk of Xuankong Temple. While he was going through the formalities, a monk slowly walked past him.
Suddenly, he stopped and retreated. A surprised voice rang out, scaring Jiang Wang so much that he even forgot what he was going to say.
"Junior Brother Jingshen!"
Jiang Wang felt his scalp go numb.
He turned around and saw that the monk had delicate features. His robes were clean, and his scalp was shiny. It was the "old acquaintance" he had seen in Qingyang Town.
Even a wise man would make a mistake!
Despite all his calculations, he had left out Monk Jingli!
However, Jiang Wang soon discovered that he had made more than one mistake.
This was because Jing Li had already turned his head and shouted happily, "Master! Junior Brother Jingshen is back! "
His voice was infused with Dao Essence and spread far and wide in the mountain gate.
Whoosh!
The wind blew past.
"Where, where?"
The yellow-faced old monk's voice arrived first. As soon as he landed, he saw Jiang Wang with a stiff expression.
"Good disciple!"
He praised, "Aren't you throwing yourself into a trap … Think carefully!"
"Have you had an epiphany?" Ku Jue grinned, revealing a mouthful of not-so-white teeth. He nodded in affirmation. "I told you you have the root of wisdom!"
Monk Jing Li looked at him emotionally. "Little Junior Brother must have suffered a lot in a turbid place like Linzi, right? You look a little haggard … "
The reception monk looked at Jiang Wang in a daze, thinking, Is this the legendary junior brother of Master Jing Li? Why hasn't he had his head shaved?
Jiang Wang was speechless.
How can I not be haggard after meeting you?
"Masters." Jiang Wang took a deep breath. "I think you've misunderstood."
"No, no, we're family. Master understands you. "Ku Jue smiled from ear to ear and reached out to hold his hand.
Jiang Wang hurriedly dodged, but he failed completely. Just as his Dao Essence began to surge, his hand was grabbed. His Dao Essence rushed forward, but it was as if it had hit an iron wall. It couldn't move at all.
It looked like he was letting his "master" hold him.
The scene was quite harmonious.
Jing Li chuckled. "Junior Brother, you've realized your mistake and returned to the sect to enjoy life!"
Ku Jue was already leading him inside. "Let's go. Master will take you to see the sect!"
Jiang Wang was secretly shocked. The stronger he was, the more he recognized Ku Jue's strength. The current Jiang Wang was much stronger than the Jiang Wang in Qingyang Town. But in front of Ku Jue, he still couldn't resist!
Wait, what sect?
He came back to his senses and said, "Master, master, please listen to me."
"Hey, you're quite shy with strangers!" In order to show his friendliness, Ku Jue deliberately squeezed his eyebrows and pretended to be angry. "You're still calling me Master?"
Jing Li also said, "It's time to call him Master."
After saying that, he smiled happily. "And then call him Senior Brother!"
It was impossible to get along with these two monks, one old and one young.
Jiang Wang had no choice but to circulate his Dao Essence and shout loudly, "Under Master Guan Yan's request, Da Qi's Qingyang Town's Rank-4 Blue Medal Constable Jiang Wang is here to pay a visit!"
He said the purpose of his visit. He wanted to draw out the person who could suppress Ku Jue. At the same time, he pointed out his official title in Qi to show that he had a backer and was doing well in Qi. He wanted to make the old monk and the young monk give up.
His voice shook the sect.
Jing Li was one of them, so it was fine to shout. Jiang Wang's shout was somewhat provocative.
But no one cared about this.
"What's Yan?" Ku Jue turned his head and asked his obedient eldest disciple.
Jing Li said honestly, "I think it's Yan …"
"What Yan?" Ku Jue asked Jiang Wang again. "Good disciple, you're very happy to see Master, but don't speak without thinking."
The two of them didn't care about Jiang Wang's title, but they were very sensitive to the Master he mentioned.
There was no other reason. Guan Yan's seniority was too high!
The current generation of Xuankong Temple was, "Pass Xing Zhi Guan Yi Xin, Sorrow and Suffering Emptiness are all Dharma."
The "Guan" generation was four generations older than the "Ku" generation!
At this moment, a worrisome voice sounded in everyone's ears.
"Invite Benefactor Jiang into the sect."
The owner of the voice ordered.
First of all, the name "Benefactor Jiang" meant that he didn't approve of Ku Jue's one-sided decision to take him in as a disciple. Then, the word "please" indicated that his attitude couldn't be forced.
Other than Abbot Ku Ming, no one could persuade Ku Jue, who was eager to take in a disciple.
And the sect he mentioned was, of course, the true location of Xuankong Temple.
Since Senior Brother Abbot had spoken, Ku Jue could only let go of Jiang Wang's hand, but his expression was still unhappy.
"Oh, my good disciple. Did you really come for something? You didn't come just to see Master? "
"I was asked by someone," Jiang Wang said helplessly. "Also, Master Ku Jue, please don't call me disciple anymore."
"Disciple, you should think carefully before you speak."
The yellow-faced old monk automatically ignored the second half of his sentence. He curled his lips and said, "Those bald donkeys are quite troublesome, especially the one called Ku Bing. He's been annoying since he was young. But don't be afraid. "
He patted his chest. "Master will protect you!"
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