"Thank you, Master Yuanjie!" After Zhuo Yifan expressed his thanks again, he stepped into the Zen room. Yuanjie also walked in from the outside after him.
"Amitabha. I have a distinguished guest coming from afar. I am sorry to hear you come from afar, so please forgive me!" At this time, the old monk who was still sitting on the futon had already stood up and greeted Zhuo Yifan, who had just walked in.
He put his hands together and said with a smile.
"The presiding abbot is serious. I came here uninvited because I was afraid of disturbing the master's spiritual practice. I hope you can forgive me if I have offended you. Do you dare to ask the abbot his name?" Zhuo Yifan nodded very politely.
"The old monk's name is Wende. May I ask how you call this donor?" Abbot Wende introduced himself and asked with a smile.
"Abbot Wende, you're welcome. Junior Zhuo Yifan, you can just call me Xiao Zhuo, or Xiao Fan!" Zhuo Yifan nodded lightly and explained.
"It turns out to be Donor Zhuo. Please take a seat quickly. The Zen room is simple and I apologize for the poor reception!" Abbot Wende's eyes lit up, he pointed to the tables and chairs on one side and greeted Zhuo Yifan.
"Thank you, Abbot Wende!" Zhuo Yifan nodded to express his gratitude, and then sat down on the chair with Abbot Wende.
After Monk Yuanjie made Zhuo Yifan a cup of tea, he stood aside respectfully and continued to wait for Abbot Wende's instructions.
Abbot Wende just waved his hand to Yuan Jie and said: "Yuan Jie, since Donor Zhuo has arrived at Lao Na's place, Lao Na will receive him. Something went wrong in the Main Hall just now, and there should be things that need to be dealt with.
You’d better go back quickly!”
"Okay, master, I'll take my leave first!" Upon hearing this, Monk Yuanjie immediately and respectfully agreed, then exited the meditation room and closed the door directly.
When Zhuo Yifan saw this, he couldn't help but feel moved in his heart. The smile on his face did not diminish, and he asked jokingly: "Abbot Wende looks to be about seventy years old, right? You put your own disciple away, and you put me, a complete stranger, away."
If outsiders stay here, aren't they afraid that I will be a bad person?"
When Abbot Wende heard this, he immediately smiled. While stroking his long silver beard, he shook his head and said, "Yuan Jie just told me what happened when Donor Zhuo rescued a mother and her son in the main hall. I believe it."
Given the benevolent nature of the benefactor, he should not embarrass me, an old monk who is about to die!"
When Zhuo Yifan heard this, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Master Wende is serious. Although you are old, with your current skills, it would be a bit embarrassing for the younger generation to say that you are about to die!"
When Abbot Wende heard this, a hint of sharpness and surprise flashed through his sharp eyes, but it soon disappeared. Instead, there was a curious look on his face, and he asked with a smile: "Donor Zhuo can see the depth of Lao Mon.
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"Forgive me for being reckless, but I can indeed feel the Buddhist aura emanating from Abbot Wende. If my guess is correct, Abbot Wende should already have peak innate strength. It's just that you are studying the principles of Buddhism.
, it is slightly different from the Taoist power of the younger generation. But the principle is the same!" Zhuo Yifan hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly and explained.
When Abbot Wende heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up again and he asked: "Is Donor Zhuo also a cultivator?"