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Inheritor of Buddhism and Taoism¡ªMaster Tianfeng

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    The old man in monk clothes turned around slightly, revealing a childlike face with white hair and a kind expression, as expected in the legend.

    "Master Tianfeng!"

    I haven't seen him for a few years, but the master today is the same as he was many years ago, and his appearance has not changed at all.

    Ye Qingmei also greeted happily.

    Only Yin Chen was startled for a moment, his eyes flickering.

    "Miss Ye, how are you doing recently?" Master Tianfeng put his hands together, pinched the Buddhist beads with two fingers, and greeted Ye Qingmei with a smile.

    Ye Qingmei bowed solemnly to Master Tianfeng, and said solemnly: "The little girl is well recently, and I came here today to fulfill my wish. Thank you for your good words back then, Master."

    Having said that, Ye Qingmei also took out a few incense sticks, facing the Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva, and earnestly worshiped.

    Then put it on the altar.

    Master Tianfeng smiled knowingly, but then shook his head benevolently:

    "Son, it's not because of the old man's auspicious words that you are today."

    "You are born with abundant spiritual energy. Although you have rough and rough appearance, you are destined to be prosperous and rich, and you will rise to the top."

    At the same time, Master Tianfeng took a slight look at Yin Chen, who was watching his words, and smiled slightly,

    "Even if there is no poor monk to tell you, Miss Ye will usher in this day sooner or later. If you really want to thank you, maybe you should thank this sweetheart by your side."

    "Master, how do you know"

    Ye Qingmei's face was startled, and she almost blurted out.

    However, Master Tianfeng's eyes, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, had already fallen on Yin Chen, who had never said a word from the beginning to the end.

    "I see Your Excellency, and I have a lot of fate. I don't know if I can enter the temple and have a narration with the poor monk alone?"

    Yin Chen's eyes moved slightly, and after pondering for a moment, he nodded and said, "Yes!"

    "You wait for me outside first." Yin Chen whispered to Ye Qingmei, and then entered a small hall with Master Tianfeng.

    Yin Chen just stepped in.

    The door of the Zen hall, which was still wide open, suddenly closed automatically.

    In the deep Zen hall, it instantly became inexplicably quiet and silent.

    I saw that the Zen hall is not big, but the surroundings of the hall are filled with golden statues of Buddha Guanyin and Bodhisattva Arhat.

    Yin Chen's space consciousness trembled slightly, and he could see the power of the dharma all around him.

    "Amitabha Buddha."

    After a long time, Master Tianfeng put his hands together and nodded to Yin Chen again.

    Yin Chen was neither humble nor overbearing, and returned the salute with his hands together.

    "Donor, don't you look like a common man?!"

    Master Tianfeng smiled lightly, his scrutinizing eyes seemed to want to see through Yin Chen.

    "Compared to your identity, whether I am ordinary or not is just a trivial question."

    Yin Chen raised his eyes slightly, staring at the old monk in front of him with great interest,

    "Am I right? The inheritor of Buddhism and Taoism!"

    As soon as the words fell, Master Tianfeng's cloudy old eyes suddenly froze.

    "Amitabha Buddha."

    After a while, he put his hands together again, and said in a voice still unconcealable,

    "It turns out that the benefactor has already seen through the poor monk."

    Yin Chen put his hands on his back, and glanced at the old monk peacefully:

    "Honestly speaking, I used to think that the most powerful person in China other than me was the Daoist Qingwei who lives in seclusion in the South China Sea and ranks ninth on the list of gods."

    "But after seeing you now, I realize that I seem to have guessed wrong."

    Master Tianfeng remained calm, and asked lightly, "Benefactor, what do you say?"

    Yin Chen smiled faintly, turned his back, and explained in a leisurely manner:

    "Your Excellency's body has no fluctuations in the slightest internal energy. His cultivation must have reached the realm of returning to the original and returning to the real world, and I counted. In addition to the hidden depth of your cultivation, you have also accepted Buddhism and Taoism.  The inheritance of a certain god."

    "So, besides your body, there is also a faint layer of dharma body. You can practice Zen and enlightenment, understand the past and present, know the world, and even peek into part of the secrets of heaven!"

    After finishing his speech, Yin Chen turned around, and his gaze fell back on the old monk again.

    I have to say that the world of Huaxia is really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, even Yin Chen would not have believed it.

    In this world, there really are inheritors of the Ministry of God!

    Master Tianfeng's eyes turned slightly, and as Yin Chen spoke eloquently, his face became more and more surprised,

      "I don't know the benefactor, how did he see through the poor monk's Dharma body?"

    Yin Chen shook his head and remained silent. If he wanted to peek at the secrets of heaven, his divine power in the space consciousness realm was far better than the other party's Zen calculation.

    Just this ability, how can he easily expose it?

    However, the supernatural power of the space consciousness world also has a shortcoming that makes Yin Chen a headache.

    Although he can deduce certain things through the space consciousness world, such as Master Tianfeng in front of him.

    But with his current cultivation base, this will also consume his soul, so he rarely uses it except for matching formations.

    Second, the space consciousness world can only infer others.

    Can't count himself.

    ?Because he was walking against the sky, relying on breaking the void and being reborn.

    Therefore, his current life.

    Already beyond the way of heaven!

    Not even himself.

    Thinking of this, Yin Chen couldn't help but look at the old monk, and said lightly:

    "Master Tianfeng, since you are an inheritor of Buddhism and Taoism, and you know the past and present, now Yin has a question in his mind, please answer it, Master."

    "The skill of donating is not inferior to that of the poor monk, so why bother to ask the poor monk if you don't even know about it?" Master Tianfeng closed his eyes slightly and moved his lips slightly.

    "In the past, since you calculated Ye Qingmei, you must have known about my existence at that time, and saw through my fate that was worse than Ye Qingmei at that time."

    "So, I would like to trouble Master to tell me my real background at that time?"

    Master Tianfeng shook his head slowly, and said lightly: "I never calculated the life of the benefactor at that time."

    "If the benefactor came here for this question, please come back."

    After finishing speaking, Master Tianfeng turned his back and stopped responding to Yin Chen.

    "So it seems that you don't want to say it, right?"

    Yin Chen's eyes were calm, neither annoyed nor angry, but said indifferently.

    Master Tianfeng still kept his eyes closed, reciting scriptures silently.

    Just this will.

    But seeing a sudden increase in shock.

    Yin Chen stood still in the whole body area.

    Suddenly, an indescribable, unknown aura rose up, silently filling the air.

    Calm and quiet.

    Without the slightest murderous aura, there was an inexplicable palpitation.

    Just like a big wave blowing sand.

    Sweeping around.

    Furthermore, purple awns bloomed.

    "Amitabha Buddha!"

    The old monk, who was sitting cross-legged peacefully, frowned.

    At the same time, the wooden fish in his hand was also beating faster.  Accompanied by the slight tremor of the body, a layer of incomparably tough and sacred aura was raised.

    That's right, the golden body of Dharma Xiang!

    The whole body is golden.

    appears yellow.

    There is a kind of glorious meaning that the Buddha is facing the sky and Nirvana is immortal.

    "The poor monk really has no intention of interfering with the fate of the benefactor, benefactor, why bother to force it?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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