Playing the role of gods and Buddhas: starting from Avalokitesvara

There was silence in the room.

Meng Yuan glanced at the old monk and found that he had a sad face, the two apprentices had followed him for more than two years, how could they have no feelings.

"Master, do you know which senior brother was killed?"

Monk Huiming shook his head: "This is just for the teacher's heart, there is no evidence, maybe it's just an illusion."

"Master, how should we deal with it now?"

Although the old monk said that it might be an illusion, Meng Yuan had some hunch that this matter might be true.

There is now a demon mixed in the temple, and maybe one day when the eyes are closed, they will never be able to open them again.

Hui Ming frowned slightly, and then said: "That demon is not too strong because of its hidden strength, but you have to pay more attention and come over with your ears."

Meng Yuanyan lowered his head and approached.

"Your master brother Miaoyan practices closed-mouth meditation, and he doesn't speak on weekdays, so he is not dumb."

The old monk continued, "Your second senior brother Miaole practices the Great Impure Void Sutra, and you need to eat impure food and wear impure clothes on weekdays.

It turns out that if you add the Lotus Duer Heart Sutra that you practice, you can't kill, and the methods taught in this small temple seem to be somewhat taboo.

"If you find anyone who is abnormal on weekdays, you can also come and report to me." The old monk instructed.

Meng Yuan nodded: "Yes." "

The live-action werewolf kills...

Immediately out of the old monk's house, Meng Yuan was about to go to the kitchen to find some food, he still hadn't entered a single piece of rice in the morning, and now his stomach was hungry.

When I came to the dining hall, I saw a steamer in the pot, and after lifting the lid, there was a bowl of porridge and two steamed buns.

Meng Yuan immediately began to gobble up.

At this moment, a figure at the door sneakily entered the kitchen.

"Junior Brother, are you hungry?"

Meng Yuan's arm trembled slightly, secretly vigilant, and said without changing his face: "It turned out to be Senior Brother Miaole, could it be that this breakfast belongs to Senior Brother?" In this way, the junior brother took it rashly, please forgive the senior brother.

Miao Le's fat body sat on the bench on the side, making the stool legs a little overwhelmed and squeaking. I

saw him wave his hand and said, "Eh, junior brother doesn't know, I eat differently from you, this is for you."

Meng Yuan nodded slightly, he now knew that Miao Le could not eat clean food, and Fang Cai was also a small temptation.

"Suck ~ slip."

A bowl of porridge and two steamed buns were quickly settled, but Miao Le still never left.

"Is something wrong with Senior Brother?"

When Miao Le heard this, he looked left and right nervously, and asked quietly: "Junior Brother, did something strange happen between you and Master outside last night?"

"Strange thing? I arrived in town with Master last night..."

Meng Yuan roughly said what happened yesterday, and after Miao Le listened, his fat face was almost wrinkled into bun folds.

"Junior Brother, that means that Master has not been with you since he arrived in town yesterday, and you don't know what happened to Master when you encountered that white mist in the middle of the night..."

"Senior Brother, what happened?" Meng Yuan saw him asking about the old monk, and there was a faint feeling of bad premonition in his heart.

Miaole's face was dark, and he whispered: "Last night, I suddenly had a cramping in my heart, guessing that something happened to you Master and Junior Brother, and I should be happy to see you and Master come back this morning, but Senior Brother I am always a little unsteady, Master seems to be a little different." "

Shhh, does Miao Le mean that Master could be a wolf?

After living for a few years as a master and apprentice, and they are all practitioners, they will notice a slight difference.

For a while, this originally simple small temple werewolf killing made Meng Yuan feel complicated.

According to what Master said, some of the two senior brothers Miaoyan and Miaole may have been replaced by demons, but now Miaole told him that Master may be the one who was killed by demons.

If only his own Heavenly Eye could evolve into a wise eye.

Suddenly, Miaole patted him on the shoulder and said, "Junior Brother, this matter must not be made public, I hope it is Senior Brother I guessed wrong."

With that, Miaole left the dining hall, leaving Meng Yuan alone to sit on the stool.

No matter who the wolf is, only oneself is the most dangerous situation!

After washing the dishes and putting them away, Meng Yuan hurried back to the room.

Sitting cross-kneeled on the bed, Meng Yuan carefully recalled all the details from last night to today, if the master had a problem, then the biggest possibility was that when he was pulled into the so-called Buddha world, the old monk may have encountered an accident at that time.

Of course, this is all his guess.

Last night's events made Meng Yuan feel a huge crisis, after all, he had not yet begun to popularize all sentient beings, and he was almost crossed.

"The progress of the play has reached 7%, is it because I am preaching in public in that Buddha country?" At that time, it seems that

he also transformed some people, it seems that his guess is not wrong, and Duren is indeed a way to improve the progress of the role.

Immediately, Meng Yuan began to cultivate again, and learned from the words of the old monk last night that only by cultivating to the Golden Pill Realm could he have the strength to protect himself in this dangerous world.

Although playing can get a lot of magical powers, if the realm can't keep up, it won't play much role, if he was in the same realm with that Buddha statue last night, maybe he could have made it on the spot.

After running the Lotus Duer Heart Sutra, Meng Yuan found that his cultivation speed seemed to be faster, although it was not very much, but there were obvious differences, the same place, the same exercises, the same people... If you use the control variable method to calculate, there should be only that one that affects your cultivation speed.

Play the progress!

Yesterday to today, it has increased by two percentage points.

After running for a big week, Meng Yuan found that the increase in spiritual power in his body was probably about this number, but he didn't expect that in addition to the skill hanging, there was also a cultivation qualification hanging, if it was 100%, wouldn't his cultivation speed be doubled?

Since then, as he has played more and more gods, this... Tut!

Meng Yuan immediately threw himself into cultivation with joy.

It is estimated that it will not be long before he can break through to the middle stage of the realm of Qi training.

It wasn't until the evening, when Meng Yuan finished the last week, that he realized that he was hungry in his stomach, and was about to get up and go out to the kitchen to find something to eat, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Here it is."

Opening the door is a master's word.

Miaoyan gestured with his hand, and Meng Yuan roughly understood that he had asked him to eat, so he followed him all the way to the dining hall.

For this master brother, he looks only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he is the youngest person in the temple, but I don't know if it is because of practicing closed-mouth meditation, but some young people are old.

In the dining hall, Master Huiming and Second Senior Brother Miaole really arrived.

Meng Yuan glanced at the plate in front of Miaole, and sure enough, it was another lump of raw meat, as well as a bowl of sewage. The

corners of Hui Ming's eyebrows raised, and his lips moved slightly: "The people have arrived, let's open the meal."

The four of them immediately sat down and began to eat, and no one spoke.

A quarter of an hour later, as Miao Le wiped his mouth full of dirt with his big hand, the meal was finished.

"Buddha's birthday has just passed, most of the nights are a little evil these days, remember not to leave the temple at night." The old monk instructed.

"Yes, Master."

The kitchen is always a matter of good words, after all, it is really inappropriate for Miao Le to be dirty.

When the old monk left, Meng Yuan saw that Master Brother Miaoyan began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, so he also went up to help and put away the remaining half bowl of porridge from Master.

And Miaole looked at the busy two, the body sitting on the stool moved, and the eyes that were piled up into a slit by the fat meat opened slightly.

"Senior brother, third senior brother, you should all find out that something is wrong with Master, right?"