I went straight up the mountain to the dilapidated White Horse Temple with only a few walls left. From this alone, we can see the difference between this monk and ordinary people.

Moreover, the White Horse Temple was abruptly rebuilt into a period when incense was at its peak.

It is said that there is a golden Buddha in the temple, which was brought by monk Yideng. The gate of the temple has never been closed, but no robber or bandit dared to go up the mountain to snatch anything.

"If the old monk helps my Murong family, I will keep his temple prosperous, but if he helps that guy, he will be an enemy of my Murong family. He can tell which is more important. Sending troops to the foot of the mountain is a warning!"

Murong Yi said in a deep voice.

"I suggest that people be arranged in a small town at the foot of the mountain, so it's not considered a collision!"

The butler lowered his head and said in a low voice.

Monk Yideng is also a rare expert, if it is not necessary, it is indeed better not to conflict with him.

She also nodded slightly, expressing her agreement with the decision.

At this time, Langshan White Horse Temple!

Lan Wancheng was wrapped in a quilt and drinking ginger soup in the next room, still shivering. It was already twenty or thirty degrees below zero in Fengtian City, but the temperature on the mountain was even colder!

Inside the temple hall.

Gu Chen was kneeling on the mat, thinking about lighting incense to worship the Buddha.

But as soon as he knelt down, the whole temple trembled, and the golden body of the Buddha shook.

"The Almighty's Fate Mahayana, you don't have to kneel down to worship my Buddha, just stand up and offer incense!"

A monk standing next to him held a Buddhist bead in one hand and bowed his head respectfully and said, "Amitabha!"

"Can't you kneel?!"

Gu Chen stood up slowly, patted his knee and said in puzzlement.

He shook his head slightly: "Maybe in the world, except for your biological parents, everyone can afford your worship. The Buddha in my temple really wants to talk about seniority, but he is not as honorable as the donor!"

"ah?!"

Lan Wancheng used to talk about some of these things before, but today I heard Monk Yideng say that some of them are not!

"Hey, you cultivators always like to say things that I don't understand. If you don't kneel, don't kneel! You won't let me kneel!"

Gu Chen lit three incense sticks, bowed and bowed to signal, and then inserted the incense sticks into the incense burner.

"I haven't seen you in a few months, it seems that your injury has healed a lot!"

Monk Yideng looked at him and smiled slightly.

If he hadn't healed Gu Chen's wounds, he might have died outside.

If it weren't for his fate, ten top experts might not be able to survive the serious injury he suffered. His meridians were cut off, and he suffered 108 injuries on his body.

When I saw Gu Chen last time, he looked haggard, and he looked like he was dying, but it's only been a few months, and he is still alive and well.

"Thanks to Master for saving me, if it wasn't for you, I might have died in the northern border that time!"

Gu Chen spread his hands and smiled lightly. JrNovels.com