A quarter of an hour later, he had already left Tianren City and sat on the old man's donkey cart to Jiushan Temple. Since the system has not yet been updated on the server and the mount function is not enabled, players cannot ride a horse. Fang Yuan relied on his identity as a fake aboriginal person to let the old man agree to carry him for a ride, which is already a good footwork.

When Fang Yuan arrived outside the gate of Jiushan Temple, he was stunned. Looking around, there was no pilgrimage, and all the players were black. Since the rebellion of the foreign race in the north and the celestial beings carried out on a large scale, the local governments turned a blind eye and allowed the celestial beings to appear in the area under their jurisdiction.

This is why players gather in front of the temple gate so unscrupulously.

"When will so many people wait?"

Hearing Fang Yuan's words, the male player on the side said, "I have been waiting here for most of the day but I haven't seen the temple gate open."

Fang Yuan looked at the crowd and realized that he seemed to have fallen into a misunderstanding. The monks in China are not the same system tasks as NPCs in normal games. They accept heavenly beings because of their Buddhist practice. However, it is impossible for so many heavenly beings to enter the temple, and it is even more impossible for them to have a rigid conversation like NPCs in the system tasks, and the content of the dialogue is the same.

"Brother, aren't you going to wait?" Seeing Fang Yuan leave, the male player said suspiciously.

"I won't wait."

Looking at the man's back, the male player shook his head: "Young people nowadays just can't stand their temper."

...

After going down the mountain, Fang Yuan sat in the pavilion, thinking about what triggered the task.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, he took out the map, and turned his eyes to the Yunshui River on the back mountain of Jiushan Temple.

Then he put away the map, crossed mountains and ridges, and then he walked around the Yunshui River behind Jiushan Temple. Looking at the path stretching to the distance by the river, he couldn't help but smile.

He sat cross-legged on the huge rock and entered a state of cultivation.

Until the sun was west, two figures appeared on the path, two little monks were talking and laughing with wooden barrels.

Hearing the conversation, Fang Yuan opened his eyes and jumped off the boulder, and then screamed echoed.

"Senior Brother Mingwu, have you heard any abnormal noise just now?"

"Abnormal noise? I seemed to hear the roar of my master."

"Hahaha, it would be strange if he doesn't get angry if you cut his beard."

Lying on the ground, Fang Yuan, who was fully immersed in the play, found himself ignored and shook his head, "Help! Are there any kind-hearted people!"

"Junior Brother Mingjing, I seem to have heard a sound. Your stomach is screaming. Are you hungry?"

...

The scene was once very awkward, and Fang Yuan was ignored again.

He slowly climbed out of the back of the huge rock and waved to them tremblingly. The two little monks finally saw him.

"Junior Brother Mingjing, look at someone lying there."

The two came to Fang Yuan's side. "Is he dead..."

"Ahem... I think I can save it." Hearing this, Fang Yuan was covered in black and pretended to be very weak.

"He coughed and was not dead yet. This donor, are you a refugee who fled to the north?" At this time, Fang Yuan's appearance was indeed quite like a refugee, his clothes were torn, his face was dusty, and his hair was scattered.

"Gugugugu..."

"Senior brother, don't look at me. This time it wasn't my stomach screaming, it was his stomach that came out. He must be hungry."

Senior Brother Mingwu nodded and said, "Can you still walk? Come back to the temple with us."

When Fang Yuan heard this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he made an extremely weak voice: "For some reason... When I heard that I had food, I felt my body full of strength. Let's go back to the temple quickly. I haven't eaten for several days."

...

In this way, Fang Yuan successfully got into Jiushan Temple by looking at the identity of the fake aboriginal people and his poor acting skills.

"Thank you, Master Mingwu." Fang Yuan was lying in Yunshuitang's vegetarian room. He was really hungry with the hot soup in his hand.

"I heard that there was another war in the north. Did the donor flee?"

"Yes, the villain originally lived by the city of Bingzhou. He had a house and a field at home, and had a boundless life. Who knew that the thief from a foreign race was cruel and not a human being. He colluded with powerful men and stubbornly, killed my parents and took my fields. The villain was strong and his life was preserved and he was wandering to the riverside. The poor relatives returned to heaven. This hatred was even more difficult to fill. I swear to show fame and reputation and kill my enemies with strong will!"

The two young monks were a little confused by Fang Yuan's rhymes, but they probably understood the story and were indeed a pitiful person.

"Why hasn't the task been triggered yet?" Fang Yuan stole the two little monks, and tears were all over the corners of their eyes. Why is there no system news yet?

Step on...

The footsteps came, Fang Yuan looked up and an old monk walked in. The young monk Mingjing hurriedly stood aside and lowered his head and said, "Master, don't be angry, your disciple knows that he is wrong."

"As a disciple of Buddhism, he is really making a fuss!."

Oh? This is the abbot’s master who had his beard cut off. In order to trigger the task, Fang Yuan could only angrily show his presence.

"Abbot, practicing is a little bit of effort. Master Mingjing's path to practice is obviously very long. However, it is a great good thing that he saved my life today. Please don't blame him."

Upon hearing this, the abbot looked at the man on the bed and started, "Does the donor understand Buddhist principles as well?"

"I understand a little bit."

"There is dust in people's hearts, so we have to wipe them naturally. Thank you, the donor pleads for the little monk, and the little monk is willing to receive punishment." Mingjing lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

"Xinchen cannot be wiped away." Fang Yuan smiled.

"What about digging your heart?"

"Dust is not the original dust, so how can there be dust?" After saying this, Fang Yuan looked up at the abbot: "People with deep karma are looking at other people's faults and shortcomings all day long. People who truly practice will never look at other people's faults and shortcomings. Abbot, am I right?"

The abbot laughed out loud and nodded, "It's a pity that the donor doesn't enter Buddhism."

"bite!"

"Congratulations to the players who have triggered the serial mission "Looking for the Fragments of the Village Building Order". The first part: discussing Buddha with the abbot of Jiushan Temple. The second part starts: discussing Buddha with Jiushan Temple abbot of Jiushan Temple won."

The system prompted the sound, Fang Yuan was happy, but he saw the opening conditions, which were like cold water initiation. How could he win?

"Just just said that the donor understood a little, so I want to ask for advice."

"Don't dare."

"Don't you dare to do it or not?"

"Don't dare to respond or let go."

The abbot started and said, "It's better to let go."

"My hands are empty, what do I put?" Fang Yuan said casually when he heard this.

"Then why still hold it?"

Forehead……

"There is a heart-to-heart relationship."

The two of them went back and forth, and Mingwu next to him asked in a low voice: "Senior Brother, do you understand?"

"I don't understand either, it's too profound."

This time Fang Yuan took the initiative to ask: "How do the two little masters practice Zen on weekdays?"

"Sitting in meditation and practicing meditation."

"Hahaha, if everyone in the world sits down, can't everyone become a Buddha?"

"How does Master Abbot practice Zen on weekdays?"

"As long as you have a Buddha in your heart, nothing is not just meditation, and every day you just shut down the door and sweep the floor!"

Fang Yuan smiled and said, "Buddhist is a pure land. Where can I sweep it? Where can I close it when it is an empty gate?"

"This is a difference. If the pure land does not sweep frequently, it is not called a pure land. The empty gate just keeps the world outside the gate!"

"Since that's the case, your clean floor is not clean and not clean, so what?"

Hearing this, the abbot was speechless for a moment and his face turned red. He sighed. "I lost."

“Master~”

Mingjing and Mingjing showed surprise, but they didn't expect that the master would lose to a person from the secular world.

"The donor, what he said is that if he can enter my Buddhism, he will definitely become a Buddha."

Become a monk? Fortunately, the system did not send a message. If the second part is to be a monk, you may be depressed. "Everywhere is Buddha. In the secular world, in Buddhism, you, me and others can become Buddhas. Why should you stick to this?"

"What a Buddha who is everywhere, it seems that I have not practiced enough."

"bite!"

"Congratulations to the players who have completed the mission "Looking for Village Building Order" with the first part, the second part: the abbot's worries. The third part starts with conditions: Help the abbot."

Fang Yuan was delighted when he heard the system prompt. It seemed that the abbot was really admitting defeat at this time. He was just convinced and was dissatisfied. However, the second link made him a little puzzled. The abbot's thoughts did not explain anything. The condition was to help the abbot, and he did not say how to help.

"Abbot, have you had any worries recently?" Fang Yuan said straight to the point.

"Things to do? Why did the donor ask about this?"

"I see that you are worried, so I have this question."

The abbot was a little confused and showed a sad look on his face. "I have no worries recently. Thank you for your concern. You can take good care of the donor. I will take good care of you. I will say goodbye."

"The abbot walked slowly."

...
To be continued...