"You have the ability to slander me, and you have the ability to answer my questions?"
Wei Yang's tone was strong, his eyes widened, and he looked like he had been wronged and bullied.
The old monks were silent.
Can't say it.
It's totally unspeakable.
beat?
It is impossible to fight.
He is a disciple of Lu Zu, so he has a high seniority.
Not to mention this kid, who has a pure Yang aura, is huge and terrifying, and is not easy to deal with.
If we can really defeat them together, how can we defeat them?
Wei Yang just had to not fight back and let them fight.
Then this matter needs to be discussed.
Shaolin Temple is not the best in the world, and I don’t dare to say, “I work in Shaolin Temple, why do I need to explain such awesome words to others.”
After all, not to mention the other factions of the Qi Sect, just the terrifying existence of the Zhenmo Division suppressed the Qi Sects in the world, and the evil spirits did not dare to show up for decades.
Wei Yang's seniority is here.
There is no real evidence to prove that Wei Yang stole the Buddha's light from Shaolin Temple.
Then, as long as you hit him, you will be committing the following offense and disrespecting your elders.
The other Qi sects who had good relations with Lu Dongbin back then, and even shared the same path, would definitely seek an explanation for Wei Yang, and they would pretend they could not see it, that is, they would be white-eyed wolves.
After all, Qimen circles cannot avoid the phenomenon of seniority ranking.
No one dares to break this rule, otherwise the Qimen circle will probably become a mess in the future. The younger ones will not respect the older ones, and the older ones will not care for the younger ones. Everyone should stop messing around.
Therefore, Wei Yang's attitude of not being afraid of boiling water made several old monks unable to eat it.
"Amitabha, Wei Zaichuan is indeed worthy of his reputation." At this time, the fourth old monk who had been watching finally came over, clasping his hands and smiling.
He was as skinny as a stick, with sharp eyes and an angry look on his face.
Anyone who feels guilty will feel guilty when they see him and dare not look at him.
Wei Yang turned a blind eye and said: "Who is the master?"
The old monk said: "The poor monk is wise."
"Now I understand, you are the four great monks of Shaolin Temple!" Wei Yang smiled.
"Wei Zai passed down the reputation. Compared with Lu Zu Zai's status, the four brothers of Lao Na are just juniors." The old monk continued to answer, looking a little timid, and even praised Wei Yang.
Wei Yang raised his eyebrows.
Instead of being happy, I felt a little solemn.
This old monk is difficult to deal with.
Don't be afraid of cruel people, don't be afraid of fierce people, just be afraid of evil ones.
"Okay, Master Zhiming, I wonder what you want to say about my question?" Wei Yang smiled and returned the words that the old monk asked him before, unchanged.
The old monk said calmly: "Buddha talks about cause and effect, and there is cause and effect. Perhaps it is not a bad thing that the Buddha's light disappears today. This matter is due to Lao Na and his disciples being too obsessed with it. Wei Zaizhuan, please bear with me and don't care about it. After all, we are
It’s a junior.”
Oh.
This old monk has something.
Are you trying to figure out my seniority?
Wei Yang smiled and said: "Looking at what you said, of course I won't care about it. My master Lu Dongbin is also known as Da Fang Lu. He has no choice in what he does and what he does. Naturally, I want to learn from my master, right?"
The old monk smiled, but he had a Vajra statue, which made his smile uglier than crying.
"Well, masters, I'm just here to have fun. Now that you've made such a big noise, I believe you'll be busy later, so I won't disturb you." After Wei Yang finished speaking, he turned around and left.
However, as soon as he moved, three old monks took a step and stopped him.
Wei Yang narrowed his eyes: "What? This is too soft, are you going to be hard?"
"Wei Zaizhuan laughed. It's just that when seniors came to visit, they were in a hurry. This is not the way to treat guests. Our Shaolin Temple can be regarded as an authentic Buddhist sect. Now that Zaizhuan is here, Shaolin Temple is enthusiastic and wants to stay for a few days. Could it be that Wei Zaizhuan
You won’t give me any face at all?” The old monk, Vajra Statue, continued to speak.
Wei Yang paused and smiled: "Are you sure you want to keep me?"
King Kong Statue said: "Of course, this is the etiquette of Shaolin Temple and the hospitality of Buddhism."
Wei Yang said: "Okay, then I'll stay for a few days. Hey, I've never lived in a temple before. I feel very strange."
"The temple is a simple meal, I hope you won't dislike it if it is spread again."
"No, you can maintain your health by eating vegetarian food for a few days. Seeing that you are still strong and lively at your age, it is obvious that the food in Shaolin Temple will not let me down."
Several old monks were silent again.
If it were any other person, one slap would knock the shit out of him.
How can anyone bear to be ridiculed in person like this?
But it was Wei Yang who said this, who can object?
If someone is the descendant of Lu Zu, it is equivalent to the eighteenth generation of the ancestor of an ordinary family, suddenly resurrected, teaching his children and grandchildren, even if they are seventy or eighty years old, who dares to talk back?
Therefore, the four great divine monks should all turn a deaf ear.
Don't listen, don't listen, the bastard is chanting sutras.
Soon, the four great monks ordered the monks to arrange accommodation for Wei Yang.
It is a separate small courtyard, also called a Zen room.
It looks very neat, there are no decorations, but some simple layouts, which are full of Zen, and the fragrance is lingering, making people feel peaceful.
This is probably the benefit brought by incense and Buddha's light.
Practicing here, especially Buddhist practice, will get twice the result with half the effort.
No wonder the Shaolin Temple has such a strong foundation and can cultivate four great divine monks. It is even possible that there are even more powerful Buddhist powers in private.
The person who brought Wei Yang here was a young monk, a young monk of sixteen or seventeen years old.
He looks a little shy, which is a symbol of innocence.
After all, these days, there is an explosion of information. Everything can be seen on the Internet. Children aged seven or eight know more than people who were twenty years old before. How can they be innocent? Even elementary school students have begun to fall in love.
She is seventeen or eighteen years old, but she still looks innocent, especially her eyes, which are like clear springs without any impurities.
In addition, Wei Yang felt pure Buddha light in him.
This child must have achieved some success in Buddhism.
If this person is released, he can at least be a host in any ordinary temple.
But here, he is just an ordinary little monk.
Shaolin Temple has profound heritage and is so terrifying.
"Donor, you live here. If you need anything else, just let me know. I'll be outside." The young monk clasped his hands together and spoke softly.
Wei Yang smiled and asked: "What is your name?"
The young monk quickly said: "My name is Xu Zhu."
Um???
Wei Yang was stunned and looked at the little monk in surprise.
This name, at first glance, carries great luck, and with such a handsome appearance, I am afraid that I will be riddled with love affairs and a lot of love debts in the future. Tsk tsk, Buddhism has a genius.
"I know, thank you."
The young monk then bent down, folded his hands, turned and left.
Wei Yang watched the young monk leave the courtyard, and then the corners of his mouth raised.
If I leave, that will be it.
But you left me here?
Tsk tsk, it’s easy to ask God but hard to send him away.
It just so happens that I can take the opportunity to make a new vest. The new vest will be passed on by Bodhidharma. How about it?
It seems that Bodhidharma existed longer than Lu Zu.
When the time comes, Qimen, no, let’s even consider Buddhism, there will be many old bald donkeys in the world who, when they see me, will call me Patriarch, kowtow to me, and give me gifts.
Lu Zu once again told me that it belongs to the Qi sect, so you don’t have to shout and don’t care.
It doesn't matter.
If you don't call me Patriarch again if Bodhidharma is taught again, then I will publicize to the outside world that Bodhidharma's direct disciples have been bullied, and I will join Taoism and betray Buddhism.
If it doesn't work out, I will pick up girls, eat meat, and drink alcohol under the light of Bodhidharma, so that everyone in the world can see that I am the scum of Buddhism.
The more he thought about it, the funnier it became, and Wei Yang couldn't help laughing.
"Tsk, tsk, kid, what are you thinking of, and you smile like that? Do you want to tell me?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded.
Wei Yang paused and looked around, and found an old beggar with disheveled hair and ragged clothes, lying on the stone slab at the entrance of the yard, holding a chicken leg in one hand and eating deliciously, and with the other hand,
Picking your feet.
Wei Yang's expression froze.
Good guy, it wasn’t there just now, and now it’s popping up?
This strength is so much greater than mine that I can't even detect it.
When he opened his spiritual eyes, he almost blinded Wei Yang's eyes wherever he looked.
Purple energy surges from this head, as if a saint is alive and extremely noble.
Damn it, a god has come down to earth?
No, why does this old beggar feel familiar? It seems that I have seen him somewhere.
Wei Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at the old beggar.
"Hey, you don't want to say it? You don't want to say it, I'm not happy to hear it." The old beggar pouted his dirty and greasy mouth, turned over, lay down on the ground, crossed his legs, gnawed on the chicken drumsticks, and hummed a tune.
A leisurely one.
Wei Yang curled his lips.
Hey, do you think this is your territory?
Regardless of whether this belongs to the Shaolin Temple or not, it is arranged for me now, and I am the temporary owner.
Just rely on your higher strength to show off in front of me?
Do you think I am still the same person as before?
Now I have a powerful weapon and am not afraid of anything.
Wei Yang showed a meaningful smile and without saying a word, he took out an anti-matter bomb and threw it at the old beggar.
Then, Wei Yang turned around and ran away.
The old beggar was stunned.
The next moment, he looked at the antimatter bomb, which was about the same size as an egg, and immediately felt the horror in it. His pupils suddenly shrank, and he jumped up.
"Oh shit, the great black thunder of annihilation!"
While exclaiming, the old beggar jumped up and disappeared in an instant.
At this time, Wei Yang stood at the door of the yard, watching the old beggar disappear, and curled his lips and said: "Whatever you are pretending to be, it is nothing."
