The whole sect is reborn

Demon Sword is very worried about Xuan Jia. They are the same master's magic weapon, so Demon Sword knows Xuan Jia somewhat well. If Xuan Jia doesn't show up on his own initiative, no one will be able to find it out.

"Xuan Jia, come out quickly. Let's leave here together."

No one said anything, and the Demon Saber was extremely angry. It knew that Xuanjia was as timid as a mouse, and now it was frightened into this state by just a few words. It was really irritating. But it couldn't do it now, the owner was still with it.

Lying down, he could only continue to ask. Mo Dao thought about it for a while and then spoke angrily.

"You idiot! Why don't you come out quickly! Why don't you wait for me to find you? If you don't leave here, the master will have to stay in this ungrateful place with these bald donkeys for the rest of his life. Do you want to

Are you mad at me?!"

Bald donkey?

After hearing this, Li Sheng glanced at the Demon Sword lightly. Isn't it a bit too much to talk about the Buddhist practice of Wuyuan Zen Temple in this way on the territory of Wuwu Zen Temple? However, the Demon Sword has a crazy temperament, and it thanked Pei Mingzhi for a few

Give it new life, but will not thank the people of the Endless Zen Garden who trapped them here.

Xuan Jia is timid by nature, so he won't get better feedback if he just tries to persuade. On the contrary, if he is tougher, he will get good results.

Sure enough, after the Demon Sword furiously beat the opponent, Xuan Jia immediately appeared. It turned out that it was following the Demon Sword, not far away. When it appeared, it felt aggrieved.

Looking at them, even though they have no faces and no facial expressions, their looks can kill someone.

"I, kawaka, I..."

Probably because he had been asleep for too long, Xuan Jia stuttered a bit when he spoke, and his voice sounded strange. The Demon Sword was also impatient to listen to it, so he simply asked it to leave with him.

.

"Let's go to a new place. If we stay here before we go, we will all be sucked dry."

Suck it dry…

Ling Jun and others twitched their mouths. They felt that the armor that looked so coercive would rise up. They would press the overly arrogant magic sword to the ground and rub it fiercely.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Jia said "oh" meekly when he heard this, without any appearance of being forced.

"OK."

So obedient?

Zhu Fu and others looked at Xuan Jia in surprise, and then at the magic sword. It was amazing that these magic weapons belonging to the same demon king would have two completely different reactions.

"Ahem."

Liao Sheng coughed a few times, and then invited everyone to go to the next place where the magic weapon was. However, Zhu Fu and the others looked at each other, and then Ling Junqian took the lead and stood up.

"Master, we have received enough gifts. We can no longer accept the gifts you mentioned. This is too much."

Ling Sheng glanced at Ling Junqian with some surprise, but this was something these people could say. She had been walking outside for so long and had seen all kinds of monks. Only the group of monks in front of her gave such an impression.

The most profound.

It's not because of their ever-changing appearance, nor because of their outstanding demeanor. Naturally, talent and cultivation also account for a large part. After all, it's rare to see so many talented people in a sect in this lifetime. But what's more,

Mostly, it's because of the complete tacit understanding and affection between these people. To put it slightly bitterly, there are more than a million disciples in the endless Zen monastery. There are also countless junior disciples who have passed away, and even the direct disciples have hundreds of them.

But there is no such kind of almost mutual affection between them.

It must be a tacit understanding that has been cultivated over a long period of time, and an emotion that can only be obtained after going through countless life and death tests together. This kind of relationship and tacit understanding makes people a little envious.

But on the other hand, she also has many interesting junior brothers, which she is only slightly envious of. Moreover, it is really eye-catching to see these people risking their lives for someone they don't know well.

It was not surprising that Ling Junqian said such words at this moment, but she could not help but feel a little regretful.

"Are you really not considering it? There are many good things in the Endless Zen Garden."

What he said was as if he was expecting outsiders to take away the good things from Wuwu Chanyuan. If the elders of Wuwu Chanyuan heard this, they would probably say that they were cheating.

"It's really not necessary. We will also attend the Buddha's birthday party in the future, and we have already received a lot of help from the master. Without the bodhi seeds you gave us, we would not have a good place here."

It was only later that Ling Junqian and others found out that because of the bodhi seed given by Sheng, they would be able to sit at the front of the Buddha's birthday party five days later.

As I said before, the Buddha's birthday party is crowded with people. Although all living beings are equal, those who sit in the front seats can absorb and comprehend the Buddha's light naturally more abundantly. The further back, the less things they can feel.

Taking a look at Ling Junqian, Ling Sheng was sure of the other party's thoughts. Although he was regretful, he didn't say anything in the end and sent the few people back kindly and politely. But before leaving, Ling Sheng looked at Zhu Fu and patted her gently.

He patted her shoulder, as if he had patted something insignificant.

Zhu Fu raised his head and looked at this female Buddhist cultivator who could gain a firm foothold in the endless Zen monastery filled with all male cultivators, with a hint of admiration flashing in her eyes.

Then everyone from the Wuji Sect left together.

Liao Sheng stood there and stared at them for a long time, then turned around and prepared to go back. As a result, he saw the people in the Endless Zen Temple behind him who were silently staring at him without saying a word.

The master of the Hall of Punishment, the master of the Hall of Buddhist Incense, the master of the Zhike Hall...

They were all staring at themselves silently.

Liao Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly. What's wrong?

The Master of the Punishment Hall frowned and glanced at the direction Ling Junqian was leaving, with something in mind.

"After rebirth, your heart is not calm."

"Look at the breeze blowing on your face, the leaves swaying, and the greenery swaying, but your heart is not calm. This is a big taboo."

"Yeah yeah……"

Several elders were looking at him seriously, and what they said was quite mysterious. Zuo Sheng narrowed his eyes and stared at them for a long time, and then suddenly raised a smile.

"Elders, is there something wrong?"

"...You and that Ling Junqian..."

"Just a fellow Taoist."

"You have countless Taoist friends and several junior brothers. Why don't you see that you are so close to them?"

"Why should one have a good method?"

"A lot of attention is paid to him."

"I also pay a lot of attention to your junior brothers."

"...you know what I'm talking about."

Seeing the sudden serious expression on the face of the execution hall master, Liao Sheng was silent for a moment, and then smiled slightly.

"It seems that I haven't paid enough attention to the junior brothers. Don't worry, elders. I will go and take care of the junior brothers to ensure that they can make progress before the Buddha's birthday party and live up to the name of the first Buddhist sect in Endless Zen Temple."