The two of them came to the temple through the light gate and worshiped outside the Buddha statue. The moment they raised their heads, Mu Hanmin saw a little reluctance from the corner of the Buddha statue's eyes, intentionally staying but helpless. The scene outside the temple was still the same, and the two of them quickly went down the mountain along the path.

A mountain villager appeared from somewhere. He carried a hoe in his hand, shouting: The king asked me to patrol the mountain, ah, just the cry could reach thousands of miles away. Mu Hanmin and the others appeared that figure. From a distance, they looked like beans. I guess this person must be a hermit in the deep mountains. Mu Hanmin stopped walking forward, and he stood there and bowed and waited for the man.

Although the figure kept moving forward, it gave Mu Hanmin and the others a feeling of being gradually moving away. After waiting for an hour or two, the man still did not see the man going up the mountain. Guo Yumu understood Mu Hanmin's intention and stood quietly beside him. He believed in Mu Hanmin's eyes. They had spent six years together in Yanwu Sect, and he admired Mu Hanmin more and more.

"Who is the one who worships in front of you?" The man only changed a few steps to Mu Hanmin. The bamboo cage was filled with various farm food, and the tip of the hoe was filled with a little fragrance of soil.

Seeing that man coming, Mu Hanmin seemed even more respectful. "I have seen sir!" Guo Yumu was a little surprised. He had no idea why Mu Hanmin saluted to the Shanye family. In his eyes, the man in front of him was just an ordinary Shanye villager, but he shouted a little more powerfully.

"It's just a mountain village man, why do you worship him?" He smiled and became interested in Mu Hanmin. Only the soul master with strong mental power would know what was hidden behind the previous shouts.

"You are a trinity of soul power, mental power, and voice. Your attainment is so high that you are gentleman." Mu Hanmin bowed respectfully again. The man from Yamano Village came to Mu Hanmin and patted him gently on his shoulder. A few pieces of mud chips were left behind, leaving a mark on Mu Hanmin's clothes.

"It's like this after negotiating with nature for a long time, just a mountain village man." The man shook his coarse cloth coat and looked ahead. His eyes turned around and seemed to understand something. He shrugged his shoulders and stabilized the position of the bamboo cage, carried the palm of his hand on his shoulders, and walked slowly towards the top of the mountain.

Mu Hanmin had been bent over since the two of them started to communicate. He firmly believed that the person in front of him was a master. The pure return to nature was the product of enlightenment and the realm that Mu Hanmin yearned for. After worshiping for a moment, Mu Hanmin opened his eyes and found a ragged book on the ground. At the first moment, he thought of the man, raised his head and watched, and was about to chase him, and echoed in his ears.

"Even fate is a good fortune, it is considered a meeting ceremony, and there will be a date later." The book turned into a light and penetrated into Mu Hanmin's eyebrows, and the three words "Lu Ban Shu" appeared in his mind.

"The king asked me to patrol the mountain, ah!" Following the direction of the sound, I heard the sound but saw no one. Mu Hanmin turned around and looked at Guo Yumu beside him. The two looked at each other and laughed. Mu Hanmin said to the side of his mouth but stopped. Guo Yumu must have noticed that book.

"You are the one who has shown you. Don't give me the luck you gave me." Guo Yumu knew Mu Hanmin's embarrassment and spoke first to resolve the embarrassment. When he turned around, he might not have that fate. After he went back, he went to the Tang Sect to learn the Purple Demon Eyes technique and temper his mental power well.

"Buddha, come out, I know you are inside." The man from Yamano Village stood in front of the temple on the top of the mountain and called, waiting, Qing Cang was a generation of sages who were planning to call Buddhas and sages as Buddhas. In this way, this person has the same name as Qing Cang, and is he also one of the nine saints in the Source Realm.

"The visitor is a guest, come in and speak." The gates of the Buddhist temple opened one by one, and a shield formed in front of the Yamano Village man to resist the Buddha's aura. He snorted and stepped to the door.

"You want me to demolish this Buddhist temple and tell you that it will take a minute." Seeing this, the Buddha immediately came outside the Buddhist temple. I really don't know which gust of wind blows this person.

"Craftsman, if you have something to do, don't demolish this Buddhist temple." The Buddha said with a smile, looking unserious.

"How do you explain the two kids who just went down the mountain? You said you wouldn't take your disciples. Among them, there is a realm of Buddha nature enlightenment that is not inferior to you." This mountain village man is the craftsman, one of the nine saints in the source world. Because of his nature, he prefers to integrate into nature and feel the vitality of all things.

"None of them are my disciples. The one with a high Buddha nature is the disciple of the Mashen Qingcang. I just saw that he had a fate with the Buddha and gave him a fortune." The Buddha said in a casual manner. The face of Jiang Sheng was blue and purple. He thought of meeting a soul master with a higher understanding as his disciple. When he just patted Mu Hanmin on the shoulder, he found that the Buddha breath in his body was quite high, and when he looked up, he saw a Buddhist temple.

"So you" Jiang Sheng was speechless. The fat meat he got was actually someone else's dish. Thinking about it, I left a book for the baby just now, I came here subtly, afraid that you won't succeed.

"His martial soul is quite special. Do you still remember the words from that year?" The words from the Buddha made the sage sage calm down excitedly, and he began to go back to the words from that year.

He was imprinted in his mind that year. The sage of Jiangsheng looked at the Buddha seriously, "You mean he is?" He took a deep breath, but the Buddha did not answer him, but this also showed many questions. He thought that in a few years of stable life, what should come will come eventually and will not be late.

Mu Hanmin and Guo Yumu were talking and laughing. Although the changes around him were not great, they had not come out for six years. They were relieved and had never seen many delicacies before. They lingered in the street at the junction of Tiandou and Xingluo. It was not until the sky was dim that they realized the passage of time and what they should do.
Chapter completed!