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On Qingling Mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, there is a large temple called Longxiang Temple.

I don’t know when this Longxiang Temple has existed, and no one knows it. Even the oldest monk in the temple can’t know.

The incense in Longxiang Temple is very prosperous, which is one of the reasons why Longxiang Temple can remain prosperous for so many years.

"Little Master, are you saying true?"

There are many good men and women nowadays. With the changes of the times, the temple also allows women to enter. At this moment, at the Longxiang Temple, a young monk of eighteen or nineteen years old was touching the hand of the young and beautiful female pilgrim opposite him, looking like a magistrate monk.

If an experienced old pilgrim will definitely be confused when he sees this scene, the monk explains when he needs to touch someone's hand? Isn't this a Taoist priest's thing to look at palmistry?

Seeing the female pilgrim opposite him with an excited and shy look, a hint of cunning flashed in the eyes of the eighteen-nine-year-old monk, but it flashed away. He coughed lightly and said seriously: "This female donor, don't you believe me? Although I am not old, my backup of the Longxiang Temple is not low. If you don't believe me, you can ask the old monk beside me." As he said that, the young monk pointed at the old monk standing beside me with a puzzled look and said with a hint of laughter and a look of embarrassment.

"My little master, it's not that I don't believe in your magic power, but I'm just too excited. Can I really meet my true destiny?"

Hearing this, Wuxin couldn't help rolling his eyes and thought to himself, Amitabha, why are the female donors now thinking about these things? What a bullshit true emperor? Isn't this master good? Alas, I really have too little eyesight.

Although I was very unhappy with the girl's eyesight, it was also very happy that Wuxin was able to touch a woman's little hand.

"Haha, don't worry, this female donor, I have been professionally trained in this regard, and I will never solve the problem!" Wu Xin said seriously, but the thief's eyes were staring at the girl's plump chest.

Tsk, it's so big. The old bald donkey of the master is really unkind and bullied me ignorant. I have told me since I was a child what kind of beast that women were. The two pieces of meat on my chest were the nemesis of a special man. Humph, how could he know that this master had already secretly bought a golden bottle of plum blossoms with his senior brother when he was eight years old?

The girl seemed to feel Wuxin's gaze, her heart trembled, and her face suddenly turned red. Although she knew that the man in front of her was a monk, she still couldn't help but feel shy. She quickly pulled her hand back and said with a blushing face: "Thank you, my parents are still waiting for me, I, I'll leave first." After that, she left as if she had not waited for Wuxin to come back to her senses.

"Hey, hey, female donor, we haven't finished the sign yet..." Wu Xin came to his senses and shouted loudly from behind, but when he heard his words, he found that the little girl was running faster.

"Oh, it's boring! Let's give it back to you." Wu Xin's face was full of displeasure when he saw the girl leaving.

The old monk Jiezhan looked at the young master who was even more sad and angry than him, but was only eighteen or nineteen years old, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. His uncle had scared away many young and beautiful female donors who came to him to explain the situation.

You said that you want to take advantage of other girls, you have to be more obscure and implicit. But he is not skillful at all. It is really a failure.

As soon as I walked to the backyard of Longxiang Temple, I heard a young monk who was about the same age as Wuxin respectfully bowing and shouting: "Uncle Wuxin, my master said that the abbot of the ancestor called you to come and said that there is something big to ask you to discuss."

"The master is looking for me? Why is he looking for me for nothing?" Wuxin asked in confusion.

"I don't know what the uncle said when he returns to the master!" the young monk answered respectfully.

Wuxin waved his hand and said lazily: "Okay, I understand, you can go ahead and do your business." After that, he left with doubt in his heart.

"Master, are you really sure to let Junior Brother Wuxin go down the mountain? Although Junior Brother Wuxin has excellent talent and has already cultivated the three consciousnesses of eyes, ears, nose, and three magical powers, he is still a little too young?" In a Zen room, a monk with a strong face frowned and said worriedly.

On the cushion in front of Monk Gangyi, there was an old monk with long eyebrows, who looked kind-hearted. Hearing Monk Gangyi's words, the old monk smiled and slowly opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, a trace of splendor flashed suddenly. If Wu Huchen was here, he would definitely be very surprised, because the splendor flashed in the eyes of the old monk was very familiar with the golden light of the Burning Heaven Buddha Fire!

"Wuxiang, thousands of years ago, in that battle between the human race and the demon race, our Longxiang Temple touched many Taoist monks to participate in the battle, and it had a decisive role in the battle. However, the ancestors had good intentions and did not kill all the demon races, but sealed them up." The old monk with kind eyes said this matter, with a serious and respectful expression on his face.

"And my master surveyed last night, and the demons seemed to have shown signs of turning over again, so I wanted to send your junior brother Wuxin down the mountain to experience it." Speaking of his little disciple, the old monk smiled, "You can't be made into a weapon without being carved! Although your junior brother is very talented, he lacks experience."

Wuxiang frowned when he heard his master say this and said, "Master, do you still know what Junior Brother Wuxin is like? If he goes down the mountain and no one disciplines him, I don't know how many precepts he will violate. I have made a statement in advance. At that time, he will break the precepts and fall into my hands. My precepts will not show mercy."

"Hi, I said, Senior Brother Wuxiang, you are not kind. You actually said bad things about me behind my back. How about it? Do you want to fight one-on-one?" As soon as Wuxiang finished speaking, he heard a rogue voice from outside the door. He rolled his eyes in anger, "Master, look, this kid is really too much."
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