Fish swimming around the world

The great monk finally looked solemn at this moment and looked at Jiang Fan carefully. However, he couldn't see anything, which made the great monk wonder whether his cultivation was too poor.

For a long time, he couldn't figure out the reason, so he could only say: "Little donor, you must remember the full text. On behalf of the entire temple, this abbot agrees to everything the little donor asks for."

Jiang Fan was surprised: "Really?"

The great monk nodded cautiously: "Monks don't lie."

He really came from his heart. Not only does this kid possess Buddhist treasures, but he actually has such a shocking Buddhist scripture. If the Southern Sect can obtain it, the unification of Buddhism will be just around the corner, and it is even expected to prosper the world.

Jiang Fan seemed to be thinking hard, but finally shook his head: "I have too many things on my mind, my mind is confused, I can't remember..."

The great monk was anxious: "Little donor, please calm down and remember. Oh, by the way, there is nothing wrong with the Dharma Protector boy. If the donor has any other requests, I will grant them."

Jiang Fan tried his best to think for a while: "My heart is not calm enough, why not let me sit quietly and meditate at the Buddha's place, maybe it will be effective."

The big monk's eyes moved, but he only hesitated briefly before agreeing: "The poor monk will make arrangements now. However, the Buddha likes to be quiet, so please don't disturb the little donor."

Jiang Fan said: "That's natural, I also do it to meditate."

Therefore, Jiang Fan was soon arranged to enter the Buddhist temple, and according to his request, everyone stayed away and did not disturb him.

Seeing the door closed, the old monk looked doubtful: "The abbot said that he seems to be interested in Buddhist disciples. Is it inappropriate to let them stay alone?"

The great monk recited a few lines from the Heart Sutra and said, "This risk is worth taking."

The old monk thought for a while and agreed: "If this son can really recall the supreme Buddhist scriptures, it will be of great significance to my Buddhism."

"Yes, it is enough to make him a Buddhist disciple."

All the monks thought so, but the old monk said: "It's just that we already have a Buddhist disciple..."

The great monk said: "One more person, doesn't it prove that our Southern Sect is the authentic Buddhist sect and is favored by the Buddha?"

"That makes sense!" The old monk suddenly understood: "As the abbot said, we really want to invite this Buddhist disciple."

The great monk said: "The only problem is its identity and purpose. As long as we understand these two things, if there are no problems, it will be a great thing."

The old monk said: "I'm afraid this person has malicious intentions... Does the abbot think he is from the Northern Sect?"

The great monk pondered for a moment: "Probably not. How could the Northern Sect let the Buddha treasure flow into our Southern Sect? They know that we will definitely not let it go, even if it means robbing it. Therefore, it cannot be someone from the Northern Sect. Besides, the Northern Sect If this kind of Buddhism existed, it would have flourished long ago.”

The old monk nodded: "What the abbot said makes sense, so how to determine his identity and purpose? Could it be that the abbot plans to use the Heavenly Listening Skill to spy here?"

The great monk shook his head: "No, that young man doesn't know the depth, but the old man can recognize the supreme Dharma, and it is very powerful to confirm it. He is protecting the Dharma in front of the temple. If we act rashly, there will be something wrong. Since we want the Dharma, we can Show your sincerity. Don’t linger or pry, I have my own ideas.”

Jiang Fan sat quietly in the Buddhist hall and looked up at the Buddha.

Suddenly a strange look appeared on his face: "Buddha...I heard that you really have supernatural powers and can know the past and the future. I have something to ask you..."

He suddenly said slowly: "If you really have supernatural powers, can you know my intention?"

The Buddha sat cross-legged quietly, his eyes downcast, as if he was unaware.

Jiang Fan frowned: "Don't you know how to speak? Do you want that great monk to speak for you?"

Buddha still made no move. Jiang Fan finally couldn't help it, stood up and started circling around Fozi to look at him.

The Buddha is sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform. I don't know if it is painted with paint or something else. The golden light is shining like a golden body, and his true appearance cannot be seen at all.

He seemed not to notice that Jiang Fan was circling around him.

Jiang Fan secretly looked around and saw that no one was around. He even poked his back with his hand, but there was still no response. However, the tentacles were soft and warm, confirming that it was a human being and not a mud tire.

Jiang Fan was also a little helpless and had no choice but to sit down and meditate again. He wanted to find someone, Xiao Nuomi, and wanted to ask Buddha to show him. But he had doubts and didn't dare to speak in front of others.

However, Buddha didn't move at all. Jiang Fan couldn't help but shake his head. It seemed that if he wanted to communicate with Buddha, he really couldn't do without the great monk. He didn't want anyone to know about this, so it was a bit difficult to handle.

Yes, it was not Xiong Da's plan to bring the Buddha treasure to Jiang Fan. It was purely an unexpected situation. There is simply another purpose, and of course it is not deliberately asking questions from the Buddha. This kind of thing doesn't seem very reliable to him, but it doesn't hurt to give it a try.

After all, when I first pretended to be Xiaozhenren, I had heard of the Buddhist disciples of the Southern Sect, and they all said that they were truly possessed of Buddha-nature and supernatural powers. This time, because they were not far away, I thought of asking him.

If we can get some information, why not give the so-called Vajra Subduing Demonic Pestle to Nanzong?

It's a pity that he didn't expect to be in such a situation. The Buddha was as dumb as a clay body and had no reaction at all.

Do you really need to find a great monk to communicate on your behalf? Jiang Fan scratched his head a little.

Although judging from the information he received from Paradise City and what he had known for many years, Xiang Chen was not interested in the so-called Buddhism. He was even somewhat resistant to the philosophy of Buddhism because of his advocating for force. But I haven't heard of any major conflicts between them. And Xiao Nuomi's matter was too important. Nan Zong was in Chu State, and he really didn't dare to expose the news that he was looking for her. Once the poppies are alerted, it will be even more difficult.

The reason why he dared to ask the Buddhist disciple alone was because he knew one thing. It was said that the Buddhist disciple never spoke twice. This matter was very interesting. It was said that the Buddhist disciple would never mention what he said again, as if he had forgotten it.

But no one told him that he had to pass the message through the monk. What should he do? Can the monk be trusted?

Should he first confirm the relationship between the monk and the Chu royal family? This is too roundabout...

Moreover, psychologically, he felt that knowing the past and the future was a bit nonsense, and he didn't really trust it.

No, forget it. It seems that the rumors are not credible after all. This kind of mysterious thing is not very likely to be possible. However, he has been in this era for a long time and has seen many mysterious things, so he has the idea of ​​trying it out.

Of course, in addition to this, Jiang Fan also had some other purposes for this trip to the Southern Sect.

Jiang Fan made up his mind and sat in meditation with his eyes closed for half a day before walking out of the hall.

As soon as he came out of retreat, he alarmed the monk.

Almost instantly he came to the Zen room where he was.

"How? Little donor, have you thought of it?"

Jiang Fan pondered for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "I thought of it."

The big monk was immediately overjoyed: "Maybe..."

Jiang Fan shook his head: "Such a serious Buddhist law, the abbot is too careless."

The big monk's expression changed, and gradually calmed down.

"Little donor, who are you? What is your purpose?"

Jiang Fan smiled faintly: "Oh? Are you going to be frank?"

The big monk chanted a Buddhist name: "Little donor, to be honest, that Dharma instrument is a Buddhist treasure, and this Buddhist scripture is even more important. If you have any request, please speak up. As long as it can be done, it will be granted."