"Yes, donor." The young monk nodded, speaking very sincerely, and he looked very well educated at first glance.

"It's a waste to live alone in my house. Why not live like this? Let's share it?" Ye Xiong shook the sign in his hand.

"Thank you for your kindness to the donor. The little monk will not disturb you. Just find another place to live." The young monk said, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait a moment."

Ye Xiong hurried forward, blocked his way, and said, "I have been shopping in this Dao City for a day. There are not a hundred or eighty inns I have walked through. Only this one has free rooms. If you go out, I guarantee that you can't find a room, which is useless."

"This donor said, in two days it will be the day when the pilgrimage ceremony begins, and there are no more rooms available during this period."

The young monk was immediately embarrassed and stood there, not knowing what to do.

"My little master, they are all Buddhist disciples, you are not a woman, so what's wrong with us living together?"

"Donor, how convenient is this?"

"What's inconvenience? Could it be that you look down on me?" Ye Xiong felt his cultivation level and couldn't see through it, and immediately said, "I understand. It must be that your cultivation level is higher than mine and you look down on me."

"The donor, the little monk has no such intention. The monk said that all living beings are equal, even ants are life, and there is no distinction between noble and humble."

"The little master said it very well. As soon as I see, the little master is a monk who is a Taoist monk. Not only has profound cultivation but also has boundless Buddhism, he is also an easy-going person. So he decided." Regardless of whether he agreed or not, Ye Xiong hugged his neck and went upstairs.

The young monk was not very willing, so he looked at Ye Xiong's face and probably felt that his face didn't look like a bad person. He followed him upstairs while he was half-spoken.

Since there is only the last room left, the location of the room is not good. On the last corner of the second floor, there is no window inside.

For monks, these are nothing, it would be nice to have a place to stay.

When I opened the door and entered, a smell of musty smell came out in the room. I don’t know how long it took for the room to be rented out, and there was even dust inside.

There were some footprints at the door. It seemed that someone had been here before. He thought the environment here was not good, so he changed his room.

The young monk walked in as if he didn't see dust everywhere in front of him.

"My little master, I haven't lived in this place for a long time, what will I do?" Ye Xiong asked.

"It doesn't matter, just have a place to fall into the corner."

The two of them went in and each cleaned up a clean area for their practice.

"Where is the little master from? What is the name?" Ye Xiong asked while cleaning.

"The little monk's Dharma name Wulian comes from Wuliang Buddha's Court." said the young monk.

"Wuliang Buddha Temple, Master Bantuo... do you know him?"

"Bangtuo is my senior brother, and he is from Wuliang Buddha Temple. Have the donor seen him?" Wu Lian asked.

Not only did I see him, I also punched him!

Of course, he must not say this, otherwise the little monk would definitely be suspicious of him.

"I haven't seen it before, I just heard of it." Ye Xiong sat cross-legged on the ground and asked again: "Master Wulian..."

"Don't call me a master, my bone age is still young, but I'm just seven hundred years old. The donor should be older than me. Just call me Wulian, or call me Wulian monk." Wulian said.

At the age of seven hundred, he has such a powerful cultivation level, and he is indeed awesome.

Among the monks Ye Xiong had met, no one was better than Lu Tianzhao, who was reincarnated by the god general.

The current divine cultivator is not over a thousand years old.

"Then I'll call you monk Wulian. My surname is Lu, and my single name is Yun."

Ye Xiong stared at the Buddhist beads in his hand, his mind kept turning, thinking about how to trick his Buddhist beads into.

This monk Wulian looked upright and cute, without any scheming, and was likely to be the rumored hidden cultivator.

The so-called hidden cultivation is a monk who practices wholeheartedly and does not care about worldly affairs. This little monk is very likely to be this kind of person.

"Donor Lu, it's getting late, let's have a good rest!"

Wu Lian sat cross-legged on the ground, his fingers were like lotus flowers facing the sky, and the string of Buddhist beads were constantly pinching in his hands, pinching one by one, chanting the Buddha's name in his mouth.

It was only evening, and it was too late. Ye Xiong was sweating wildly.

He suspected that this young monk had been practicing for a whole day except for eating, drinking, defecating and urinating.

"Wu Lian, are you here to attend the pilgrimage ceremony this time?" Ye Xiong didn't ask for a question.

"Yes."

“How many times have you participated?”

"First time."

"I think you have a deep Taoist practice and good Buddhism, and you will definitely achieve good results."

"The master said that I came here mainly for my experience. Whether or not I have any grades is not important, so there is no need to force it."

"We have the same mentality, the same, the same..."

Ye Xiong looked at the Buddhist beads in his hand with his eyes slanted, and kept thinking about how to trick the Buddhist beads into it.

But after thinking about it, he could think of a solution.

At this moment, suddenly, a thumping knock on the door came from outside, and a familiar sound came.

"Bastard, bastard, get out of here, I know you're in there."

"Open the door, open the door quickly. If you don't open the door, I will break into the door."

Lu Chan's voice sounded outside the room, and even through the room, you could feel the anger in the other person's voice.

"Wu Lian, are you looking for you?" Ye Xiong glanced at the little monk.

"no."

"I didn't look for me either. Could it be that the wrong person?"

Ye Xiong glanced at the door and said, "How about you going to open the door and seeing who it is? Will it be a misunderstanding?"

Wu Lian stood up, walked to the door of the room, and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, one hand reached over. Wu Lian was about to fight back, but found that the other party was not carrying energy and was not attacking him, so he stopped.

"Girl..." Before he could finish his words, a shoe was stuffed directly into his mouth.

Wu Lian was confused. When he realized his reaction, he quickly took out the women's shoes from his mouth and threw them on the ground, his face flushed with anger.

"Girl... the little monk has no grudge against you. Why... how did you do such immoral things? Bah..."

Wu Lian spitted desperately and wiped his mouth with his clothes.

Lu Chan then realized that she had recognized the wrong person and quickly apologized: "Little monk, I'm sorry, I'm so embarrassed, I think..."

Before she could finish her words, her eyes had already seen Ye Xiong in the room, and her apology came to an abrupt end.

"You are a group of people, deserve it, boy, give it, let's settle the accounts."

With the support of Lu Chan, her momentum suddenly became stronger.

Senior Brother Chen and Senior Brother Duan are waiting outside. This kid is hard to fly now.

"Donor Lu, didn't you just say you didn't know her?" Wu Lian looked at Ye Xiong with a grievance.

He could see that the woman's shoes were originally stuffed into Lu Yun's mouth, and he became a scapegoat.
Chapter completed!