"Junior Brother Wukong." Hongren calmly knelt down and turned around, faced with Wukong, and then clasped his hands together with a serious face, "Thank you for taking care of your master during these days when your senior brother is gone."

When Hongren turned around, even Wukong could not help but exclaim in his heart, his appearance was good!

This is not to say how handsome Hongren is. In fact, Hongren has a standard national face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, straight nose, square ears, and very wide. How should we describe it? If ordinary people call the general face, it means that they can't be found if they are thrown into the crowd, then Hongren looks like this.

However, unlike ordinary people, Hongren is not able to find it if it is thrown into the crowd, but if it is thrown into the pile of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas or Vajras, yes, Hongren is the standard Buddha statue face. Just put a red dot between Hongren's eyebrows and then put a curly hair on his head, there is only one word to describe:

The treasure is solemn!

When he saw Hongren's appearance, Wukong immediately remembered what he had seen in his previous life about Hongren. When Hongren was seven years old, he was seen by Master Daoxin at one glance, saying that he had a Buddhist fate and was destined to be a monk? His senior brother looked like a monk at first glance!

"Senior Brother is too rewarded!" Wukong also lowered his head and bowed his head seriously and closed his greetings. "My teacher is helping him first and preaching the Dharma later. Wukong is just doing what he should do under the guidance of his master. How dare you be a senior brother and treat you so politely?"

"The courtesy cannot be abandoned!" Hongren explained to Wukong in a stern manner, then turned around seriously again and looked at Master Daoxin, "Master, now my Zen Buddhism has established a foundation in Huangmei. I believe that in another two or three years, you can ask Master, you can move to Qizhou and stationed in Huangmei."

"You did a good job, Hongren!" Master Daoxin said with a smile, "It's much better than what I expected at the beginning."

"Disciple doesn't dare. This is the foundation you have laid in fifteen years for master. Only by accumulating strength and making achievements can you achieve the current results. The disciples have just done what they should do."

Alas! People are really incomparable! Wukong looked at Hongren with a smile, and said that he did what he should do. He said that it was definitely hypocritical and polite, because he had already learned from other brothers that his senior brother Hongren was serious and serious. He said that just to his preferences.

When the future fifth ancestor Master Hongren said this, it seemed that everyone could see the sincerity in his heart. In Wukong's opinion, no matter how polite the words were, as long as he used this voice and said it from this hypocritical face, all the people present would subconsciously feel that this was an indisputable fact.

Now, Wukong finally understood what it means to be born with Buddha's fate, what is a natural monk, and what is a tongue-in-law lotus.

However, this monk Hongren saw in the Sixth Patriarch's Platform Sutra or the Five Lanterns Collection, which is too different. It is rigid, rigid, unrestrained, and serious. This kind of person may look like a monk on the outside, but it is completely different from which of the fifth Patriarch Hongren in history?

"Good disciple, what does it mean to look at you, Senior Brother Hongren, like this?"

"This, my senior brother is solemn, so I really respect you!"

Hongren first turned straight and replied respectfully to Wukong, and replied seriously: "Thank you for your praise. You must know that monks should have three thousand majestic etiquette and sixty thousand meticulous actions. Therefore, I have always been cautious and self-righteous, and dare not be arrogant or lazy."

Damn it, whoever tells me that the Fifth Patriarch Hongren is a real monk will be anxious.

"Hey, my good disciple, why are you watching me like this now?" After Hongren left Daoxin's Zen room, Master Daoxin glanced at Wukong with a smile, "Do you say, my good disciple, have you made some trouble? Do you need a master to help you with the aftermath?"

"How is that possible? I am so obedient that I can't be more obedient. What trouble will I make to ask my master to help me with the aftermath?"

"Oh, is that right, good disciple, do you know if a joke you once told is very suitable for this occasion?"

"What a joke?" Wukong looked at Daoxin with a innocent face.

"Good disciple, you said you are a good baby, all the novice monks in Dalin Temple laughed!"

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"Okay, why do you keep watching me? Tell the truth?"

"In fact, I am expressing my respect to you, Master?"

"Is that true?" Master Daoxin looked at Wukong with a playful smile on his face, "This is the first time I have discovered my good disciple, you are so respectful to your teacher. Tell me, what did you find out that you suddenly admire your teacher?"

"This, master, Senior Brother Hongren said just now, did you start operating Huangmei County, Qizhou fifteen years ago?"

"Fifteen years, or sixteen years." Daoxin pinched his fingers with his hands, "It's almost the same. I'm old and I can't remember the specific time."

"Master, it's not the first year of Daye? Didn't you tell me before that you saw that the emperors in the future had their surname Li, so you knew that the Taoist priests must surpass those of monks, so you planned to move Zen to the south? Did you say that in the first year of Daye, you discovered that Emperor Yang of Sui was unreliable and would be the Li family as the emperor in the future? Master, you are such a living god!"

"How is it possible? If you could see that Yang Guang was unreliable in the first year of Daye, you would have seen that Yang Guang was unreliable. If someone from the Li family became an emperor in the future, he would have spent so much energy to move my Zen Buddhism south. And even if you could know that the future emperor's surname was Li, you would not think that this emperor's hat would fall on the head of Li Yuan, the young supervisor in the hall."

"Why did you start preparing for my Zen migration south at that early?"

Daoxin picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of water, "By the way, have you ever told your disciple that your brother came to Dalin Temple to burn incense when he was young?"

“…Master, don’t change the subject.”

"Your brother has visited Dalin Temple twice before. My master also told him the principle of meditation. As a result, your brother sat in the guest room of our temple for a night, and then he ran to the master excitedly and told him that he had gained something in meditation. So my master asked your brother, what did you gain? What did your brother say?"

"What did you say? It seems that my disciple has never heard of this."

"Of course I haven't heard of it. You were only over one year old at that time, and your parents were still alive."

"I don't know what my 'brother' said?"

"Your brother said, thank you, Master. Last year, I put out a few debts, but I accidentally lost the IOU. But now I can't collect it. After Master enlightenment, I remembered the whole thing after sitting in meditation this night. It turned out that I had just rolled the IOU into a silk book."

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Chapter completed!