"Why, the person the founder of Tianquan Sect asked you to send a message to turns out to be the old monk in this vegetable garden?"
Zhao Rui frowned and looked at Murong Chunyu and asked.
Murong Chunyu nodded deeply and said: "The Shaolin Temple's dharma names are strict and there will never be duplicate names. However, this generation of this master will always have the word "Shi" in front of their names. It's not him."
Who else could it be?"
Although Zhao Rui and Murong Chunyu were far away from Master Shi Lin, because Master Shi Lin was too old, Zhao Rui could still tell them apart at a glance.
Seeing that Master Shi Lin's face was full of grooves and his beard was snow-white, he was probably over seventy years old.
Because Murong Chunyu was quite anxious, he quickly pulled Zhao Rui along a crooked mountain road on the left and hurried towards the vegetable garden.
In less than two sticks of incense, Murong Chunyu and Zhao Rui had already rushed to the outskirts of the vegetable garden.
Zhao Rui shouted into the vegetable garden: "Master Shi Lin! Master Shi Lin!"
I saw that Master Shi Lin was still watering the water meticulously, without raising his head at all, and even if he heard it, he turned a deaf ear.
On the contrary, the other three monks in the vegetable garden heard clearly and ran over quickly.
"Who are you?"
The two young monks asked anxiously.
Zhao Rui was about to announce his name when Murong Chunyu, who was standing next to Zhao Rui, said quickly: "Head of the Tianquan Sect, Murong Chunyu."
The two monks frowned and said, "Tianquan Sect? Tianquan Sect?"
Murong Chunyu was generous, bowed and saluted, and said: "I also hope that the two young masters can let me and my husband in. I want to send a letter to Master Shi Lin."
The two monks were naturally very embarrassed and shook their heads and said: "Master Murong, the Tianquan Sect is famous in the martial arts world. It's not that we don't want to let you in. This is the rule of our Shaolin Temple."
"Since you have made a big mistake, you cannot be treated like ordinary people. Let me put it this way, if you are let in, it is very likely that the two of us will be implicated and severely punished by the elders in the temple!
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Because Murong Chunyu was so anxious, he asked urgently: "Master Shi Lin is already quite old. Not to mention that Master Shi Lin has been in Shaolin Temple all his life. You should not treat him like this even if he is a monk who has become a monk halfway.
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One of the monks smiled, shook his head and said, "Master Murong, you don't know something about this."
"The state has national laws, and the temple has temple rules. Since we, the chief elder of Shaolin Temple, have given Shi Lin such a heavy blame, it means that he has indeed made such a big mistake. Please come back and don't let us be implicated."
Zhao Rui saw that these two monks kept talking about Buddhism, but what they did in the end was not transcendent from the five elements of the world. It was really unimaginable that they had been eating fast and chanting Buddha all day long. Where did they go to chant the Buddhist scriptures?
Could it be that the Buddhist scriptures were recited into the dog’s belly?
Zhao Rui immediately sneered.
The young monk standing next to the two monks said urgently: "Tianquan Sect! My master mentioned the Tianquan Sect to me!"