However, it was really difficult to see Monk Xian Yin. Squeezing in the crowd, Yaoyue finally took a look at Xian Yin from a distance, with his hands clasped together and trembling without saying a word.

It was so funny. He really looked like Han Yi, but he was as elegant as Tang Monk! Completely different from the emperor who ruled the world in the previous life! Yaoyue couldn't help laughing, raised her hands in the crowd and shouted:

"Han Yi! Han Yi is me!"

Perhaps he had never thought that someone would know his common name. Monk Xianyin was startled and opened his eyes to look over.

The abbot was dissatisfied with the behavior of shouting in the temple, and said to the young novice next to him: "Who is that person? He actually made a loud noise again and kicked him out!"

Therefore, before Yaoyue could get to know Han Yi, she was kicked out by several novice monks.

The next day, Yaoyue transformed into a little monk asking for alms, standing at the door of Qingliang Temple and said: "You can't kick me out now!"

Yaoyue was finally invited into the temple with her delicate appearance and honey-smeared mouth. Among them, there were several cleaning monks who were whispering beside them, saying: "Look at the children who are monks now."

All of them are so good-looking, this one is comparable to Xian Yin!"

Yaoyue heard several cleaning monks whispering, so she approached and asked, "I heard that you have a monk named Xian Yin in Qingliang Temple?"

"Why, are you here to see Xian Yin too?" One of the monks looked at Yaoyue with confusion, "Which temple are you from?"

Yaoyue immediately said: "Ah, no, no, no, I just heard about it! I just happened to come to your temple. I thought it would be nice to meet him."

The monk said disdainfully: "Then you are late, Xian Yin went out with the master."

Yaoyue was shocked. He was here yesterday, why did he go out today? So he asked, "Then where did he go?"

Monk Sasa looked Yaoyue up and down and said impatiently: "He followed Master to Fawang Temple to hold a Zen Dharma conference."

I asked Sister Siri, and she said that the Zen Dharma Festival is the most solemn Buddhist ceremony in this script. It is estimated to be held for several days, so if I rush there now, I should still have time to find Han Yi.

You can also listen to Han Yi, a monk, talk about what Buddhism is like!

After eating the vegetarian meal donated by Qingliang Temple, thanking the substitute host, and leaving the temple, Yaoyue became a kid from a rich family again.

He rented a carriage and planned to visit Han Yi on the pretext of traveling around the mountains and rivers. Anyway, the monks said that the Dharma conference would last seven days, so he couldn't attend it for seven days...after all, he was in Luoyang.

He would doze off as soon as Master preached on the Fairy Mountain.

Because she had found Han Yi, Yaoyue felt relaxed.

Hoo-ji Temple is only a two-day drive from Kiyomizu-dera Temple, so along the way, Yaoyue would hear people discussing the Dharma ceremony.

For example, when he was sitting in a teahouse drinking tea, there were at least two people at the table talking about "Monk Xianyin" who also went to the Dharma conference this time——

"Hey, have you heard that the old abbot of Qingshui Temple brought that monk Xian Yin to the Dharma conference this time!"

"I didn't expect that the monk, at such a young age, could speak the Dharma so eloquently."

"Have you heard? Even the representative disciple who hosted Fawang Temple lost two rounds of Buddhist debates to that monk Xian Yin!"

"Really or not? I thought that monk only had skin and could only seduce female pilgrims..."

Yaoyue almost spit out a mouthful of tea while listening.

Unexpectedly, Han Yi turned into someone he was completely unfamiliar with. After all, the Marquis and the Emperor had some similarities, but this little monk... He was looking forward to seeing Han Yi teaching Buddhism more and more.

, so he didn’t stay at the inn that night and rushed directly to Fawang Temple.

This was the third day of the Zen Conference at Hooji Temple. People around could come and watch, so Haruyuki mingled among them and went to have a look.

Today's Dharma assembly has been moved to the inner altar, that is, indoors. The monk presiding over the Dharma set up a flame outlet outside the altar. After that, representatives from various temples and factions began to debate the Dharma. At first, Yaoyue never saw Han Yi.

There, the monk sent by Qingliang Temple was not known to Yaoyue. He stayed in the crowd for a long time and almost dozed off, but he heard the host say that the last round was about to begin.

Only then did he see Xian Yin, who was wearing a red cassock, slowly walking up from the background, and then sat down on the futon calmly.

Tsk, the saying that only truly handsome guys can withstand the test of shaving their heads is true. Even if Han Yi is bald and still unsmiling, he is really handsome... Ah, he actually closed his eyes and smiled?

This is going to kill people! If it were placed in modern times, it would be trending on Weibo!

Although Yaoyue, the poor guy, could neither understand the master's teachings nor the so-called Buddhist teachings, he seemed to be able to vaguely understand anything that came out of Han Yi's mouth.

Someone asked, how to escape from birth, old age, illness and death?

Xian Yin said: When you were born, you indulged in the mountains and rivers and looked at life with a smile. When you are old, you can live your life with peace of mind and obey God's will. When it comes to love, you must cherish what you have before you, and when you say goodbye, you must learn to let go.

Yaoyuexin thought, you said it is so simple, but can anyone really do it?

He just can't do it.

That's why I found it here.

But it was at this time that he felt a sense of awe for Han Yi.

In his last life, he was an emperor, but he was trapped in the royal family but yearned for freedom. In this life, he is very free. He can freely speak his mind and do what he wants to do.

As expected of my Korean family.

Yaoyue silently approved in her heart.

On this day, the chief disciple of Fawang Temple was defeated once again.

A busy day of Dharma meetings was over, but Yaoyue failed to see Han Yi. All the monks needed to meditate, and only the gatekeeper told Yaoyue that if he wanted to see it, he could just come back tomorrow.

Although Yaoyue wanted to see Han Yi very much, Han Yi in this life did not bury the poison, so he could not remember his own after drinking Meng Po soup. Even if he was guarding him silently, it would be good, so he kept guarding him.

Let’s talk about it after this Dharma conference is over.

That night, Yaoyue squatted at the entrance of Fawang Temple, planning to grab a good seat when the Dharma meeting was held tomorrow morning. As soon as he sat down next to the steps, he heard the temple door open behind him, and a monk quietly walked in with a baggage on his back.

Walked down.

"Eh?" Yaoyue stood up and suddenly felt that this person had a kind face.

The monk was also stunned and asked, "Why haven't you left yet? The temple won't open until tomorrow."

Yaoyue said: "Are you the chief disciple of Fawang Temple?"

It was the monk who lost to Han Yi in two games in a row, plus one today during the day.

"My name is Yixin." Yixin put his hands together and bowed politely towards Yaoyue.

Yaoyue glanced at the baggage on his back and asked doubtfully: "Where are you going?"

Monk Yixin said: "The young monk knows that he is not good at learning, so he wants to experience and travel around."

"Oh," Yaoyue turned aside to give up her position, "then walk slowly."

Monk Yixin clasped his hands together again and walked quickly down the stairs.
Chapter completed!