"Hahaha, yes, Senior Brother Han only has the sect in his heart. Today, he saw the disciple who took the initiative to leave the sect leave with his own eyes. At this time, he must be deeply regretful!"
Yue Qingsu swept away the gloom and laughed heartily.
Pei Xianqiao watched intently as the monks from the spiritual world were being taken into prison one after another, with a faint smile on her lips.
"Father, mother, clan leader, clansmen... the enemies are all dead!"
Han Huijun imprisoned the spiritual monks in an underground prison, and four ferocious beasts majestically guarded the square, shocking all the monks.
After being baptized by the gazes of the four ferocious beasts, Yuan Kong walked up to Yao Ranran and said with a pious expression: "Amitabha, when I saw him back then, the poor monk knew that the fairy was unusual. Now that we meet again, the fairy is already in the East and the West.
Immortal Lord!"
Yao Ranran raised her hands modestly and said, "It's just a false name. Master, you don't need to keep it in mind."
Yuan Kong sighed: "Such a false reputation is something that countless people have been pursuing for many years but have never obtained. The Immortal Master has paid a lot for the monks in the Eastern Wasteland and the Western Sea. He protected their lives when the catastrophe of the spiritual world came, and also assisted Zhongzhou.
The name of the Immortal Master who solved the serious problem should be remembered by everyone in this world!"
"Master, you are serious! I just made a deal with Sect Master Han. He gave me the Wuxiang Sect's treasure house, and I helped the Wuxiang Sect survive. This is a matter of mutual benefit."
Yao Ranran waved her hands hurriedly, people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong!
In this current situation, there is no way to ascend to the spiritual world. She just wants to stay in the lower world in an ordinary way until she reaches perfection and ascends to the fairy world. She does not want everyone to remember her appearance.
Yuan Kong raised his palms with one hand, seeming to be aware of her thoughts, "Amitabha, please don't worry, Immortal Master. The poor monk will leave a statue of the Immortal Master in Guanfan Temple. However, the Immortal Master's appearance is so good that he may disturb his disciples."
If the mind is unsettled, when carving the Buddha statue of the Immortal Lord, the way of heaven will naturally cover the Immortal Lord's face, so that all the disciples will kneel down and worship the Immortal Lord, their hearts will be clear, and they can only express piety."
"She sounds a bit like a vixen, old bald donkey. Isn't your plan to do this to prevent her appearance from seducing the souls of your disciples?"
Mu Xin's eyes revealed doubt.
Yao Ranran twitched her lips in embarrassment. In fact, when she heard Yuan Kong's words for the first time, she felt like she was being led into the image of a vixen.
Is this for her sake or for the novice monk of Guanfan Temple?
Yuan Kong put his hands together and looked gentle.
Mu Jialing regained his Buddhist power and stepped forward.
"Fairy Ran Ran, Master has no intention of guarding you. It's just that the last time the young monk was punished in the temple, the young novice sent there had six impure roots. He was distracted by the fairy's appearance and talked nonsense after returning to the temple. Master did this.
I have this idea!"
Yuan Kong silently glanced at his apprentice and sighed softly in his heart.
This explanation is like no explanation at all!
Yao Ranran looked at him blankly, "What did the little novice say last time when he went back?"
You didn’t say anything bad about her, did you?!
She muttered in her mind.
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Mu Jialing's cheeks, and he said honestly: "He said that the young monk wanted to become the abbot of Guanfan Temple, and said that Guanfan Temple would be the young monk's sooner or later, but the young monk really didn't have this idea. Master and the fairy must
Believe me, little monk!"
He eagerly expressed his sincerity to Yao Ranran and Yao Ranran.
Yuan Kong recited Amitabha Buddha softly and nodded slightly.
He had never doubted this apprentice, because what the little novice monk said was right, sooner or later he would be the master of Guanfan Temple.
Yuan Kong glanced at Mu Jialing calmly and turned the black sandalwood beads in his hand.
Yao Ranran smiled and said: "Is that just like this? I believe you. If you wanted to take over Guanfan Temple, this master would have given up his position long ago!"
Yuan Kong's movement of twisting the beads paused slightly. He raised his eyelids and glanced at her. He couldn't help but secretly thought that a powerful person really didn't need to hide anything in front of others.
Mu Jialing's cheeks were slightly blushing, "No, Guanfan Temple can only be safe if the master is here. The fairy saved the young monk, and the young monk doesn't know how to repay the fairy?"
"There's no need to repay you. You and I are old acquaintances. The master said that he wants to invite me to Guanfan Temple as a guest. Let's go there now!"
Yao Ranran said with a smile.
Mu Jialing stared at her in shock.
Yuan Kong immediately put down the beads in his hand and said, "The poor monk will lead the way for the Immortal Lord!"
Yao Ranran smiled and pointed to the flying boat behind her, "No need, we can reach Guanfan Temple very quickly with this fairy boat."
Yuan Kong was stunned for a moment, and then praised: "It is indeed an immortal boat, but the poor monk has little knowledge."
He did not argue with Yao Ranran, and they immediately got on the flying boat.
The surrounding miasma was completely cleared by Yao Ranran, and Bai Qingwu in the boat no longer felt so painful. He sat weakly in the corner of the boat and watched them get on the boat.
"You can really dissolve the miasma!"
Yao slowly drove the flying boat and heard a weak female voice coming from the boat.
Mu Jialing stared at Bai Qingwu's face in surprise, "Isn't this the saint from Beiming Holy Palace?"
"She is a saint from the Holy Palace? No wonder she looks pretty good!" Mu Xin looked at Bai Qingwu interestingly.
A hint of understanding flashed through Yuan Kong's eyes, "It turns out that this saint is by the Immortal Lord's side, and several elders from the Beiming Holy Palace have removed her from the status of saint. Now she is just an ordinary female monk.
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"What? Why did Beiming Holy Palace suddenly withdraw from the position of Saint? This has never happened before!"
Mu Jialing knew the importance of the Saint to the Holy Palace, so he could not understand the Holy Palace's decision.
Yuan Kong frowned slightly, his eyes fell on Bai Qingwu, and he said pitifully: "This female donor wants to know the reason why the Holy Palace did this."
Bai Qingwu bit her lower lip stubbornly and looked at the three of them.
"If I tell the truth, will you save me?"
"Amitabha, it's not that the poor monk doesn't want to save people, it's just that the female donor's life is not in our hands."
Yuan Kong slowly closed his eyes and shook his head helplessly.
Mu Jialing and Mu Xin looked at each other and lowered their eyes in silence.
"This request is really too much!"
Mu Xin said to himself.
Although Mu Jialing didn't answer, he agreed with his idea.
Bai Qingwu bit her lower lip and suddenly closed her mouth, "Then I won't say anything!"
"If you don't say it, don't say it. When the Immortal Lord finishes this trip, the entire lower world will be led by her. By then, if I want to know about the Holy Palace, I only need one sentence!"
Mu Xin walked leisurely towards the cabin, no longer interested in Bai Qingwu's affairs, and lay on the boat, holding a piece of dead grass in his mouth coolly.
Bai Qingwu looked at Mu Jialing and Mu Jialing for help, "I know you are both good people, and you have the world in your hearts. Yao Ranran was taken away from her, so hurry up and save me!"
Yuan Kong seemed to have not heard anything and turned his back silently.