At this time, Chen Hua remembered that he had met with Xuhua Zen Master at Fulong Temple not long ago. He had entrusted himself to take care of a disciple who went down the mountain to verify Buddhism. Unfortunately, he had eaten, drink and have already left this matter behind after returning to Xiangjing. He had never thought of it. Unexpectedly, his disciple automatically bumped into the door. He really searched for it without any effort.

Monk Lingyu felt Chen Huayao's terrifying gaze, and felt that he could not touch his head, and replied: "I am Lingyu, I don't know the donor..."

"It's been five years since I went down the mountain. How do you feel? The girls are all very beautiful and the fat meat is delicious, right?" Chen Huayao simply stood up and looked at Lingyu back and forth.

The monk was quite thin, with a slightly dark skin and a frosty face. He obviously suffered a lot in the world.

But his eyes were clear and bright, and under the filthy monk's robe, he had outstanding appearance and figure. He was besieged by four people under Su Chenghuan and beaten with a metal bench. If someone else had already fallen down, he was just a skin injury. As if nothing had happened, his physical fitness was obviously very comparable.

As I smiled, I seemed to be admiring a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered. My smile was full of cruelty. Such talent would be a waste of not being a thug in the organization.

Ling Jue hurriedly replied, "Donor, I don't eat meat and don't know what fat meat is."

Chen Huayao grabbed Ling Jue's arm and pinched it, slapped his chest hard, and then raised his chin again to check it out, just like choosing a pig in the market. He whistled and couldn't help but sigh: "Very good, with wide shoulders and thin waist, long hands and long legs, perfect proportions, a natural savage, with a frightening physique, this kind of physical talent is simply one in a million, just a little worse than me. As long as you train for a few months, it's no problem to be able to cross and elephant Jing."

Lingyu didn't know what he was saying, but seeing that this man was so gloomy that his temperament could kill people with the light emitted from his eyes. He seemed to be a hundred times more fierce than that Young Master Su. He didn't dare to say more for a moment, so he had to keep a smile as much as possible, for fear of angering him.

Du Yinqiao usually competed with several other tiger generals, Lei Xin, Bajie and others in the meeting to compete for the title of "the first general under the chairman". However, he was not convinced when he heard this and said lightly: "I think no matter how well this monk trained, he was at most a second-level elite level."

Chen Huayao touched his faintly shaved chin and said, "Second level, I can't stop thinking about it, but I still need some training. Jade cannot be made into a weapon without being carved, and children cannot be made into a good person without being beaten."

He sat back on the sofa, raised his legs and said, "Lingyu, do you know that I am your master's illusory best friend?"

"What? The donor is the master's friend?" Ling Ju was really surprised. The master had not been out of Zangxin Linyuan for 20 years in seclusion. How could such a friend come from? He was full of ruffianism. He knew at a glance that he was not a good person and had nothing to do with Buddhism.

Chen Huayao said: "This month I went to Fulong Temple. The Master of Honor personally invited me to go to the Xinlin Garden to have tea. During this period, I talked about many Zen strategies. I felt deeply involved with the Master of Honor, so I became friends."

Ling Ju asked, "I wonder what kind of tea the donor and the master are drinking?"

"A bottle of black tea taken out of the refrigerator has a unique taste." Chen Huayao smiled and said, "The Tibetan forest garden is like a paradise. I respect my teachers and live in the forest to cultivate one's own character and stay away from the troubles of the world. I am very envious."

Ling Jue thought that except for the temple, there were a few senior brothers in Yuangen Limited, no one knew that Master Vulture had a refrigerator hidden in his cottage. He also liked to drink the iced black tea of ​​the "health master" on the market. The Tibetan Heart Garden for 20 years was prohibited from entering. The young man shouted, obviously he had been there, and believed 80% of his words. He hurriedly asked, "Is my master in good health?"

Chen Huayao said: "The master has food in the refrigerator, recites scriptures during the day, and eats midnight snacks at night, and has a very good appetite. If there is anything inconvenient, just call the monk in the temple to send things over. Life is free and happy. It is a ninety-eight-year-old, and it looks no different from being sixty-seventy-seven. You can rest assured."

Lingyu was sure of it, so he immediately stood up and shook his monk's robe, leaned on the ground, bowed three times to the direction of the Luluo market, muttering something and being very respectful.

Chen Huayao waved his hand and said, "What are you going to worship? That old guy can't see it. You have come down the mountain at the age of eighteen and lingered in the world for five years. What profound Buddhist principles have you been pursuing? Let's hear it?"

Ling Yu said with shame: "I have traveled all over the country for five years and found that the world is confused and the people of society are restless, but they have not learned anything, and they have not realized anything. I originally thought that Xiang Jing would take a last walk and return to the temple, but I didn't want to break the expensive wine in the bar, so I had to stay and work to pay off my debts."

"It is now the age of the Dharma-Ending Age. With your qualifications and experience, it is of course difficult to understand at present. Fortunately, you didn't go back."

"Why, donor?"

Chen Huayao said: "I have been living outside for five years, why are you still the donor, I am so unpleasant? You think this is making a movie?"

Ling Yu scratched his head: "One of the things I've gotten used to, but two, if you don't say it, you'll always be misunderstood by others and become a liar in the world. Last time I was beaten in Zhonghai, I insisted that I was a fake monk to cheat money."

"My teacher said that you cannot go back until you are thirty years old. Before that, I will follow me and I will give you some delicious food and drink spicy food here."

Ling Yu hesitated for a moment and said, "It's better for me to be an ascetic monk. The donor has a kind intention to pay his respects. How dare you ask the donor's name of Gao?"

"My name is Chen Huayao."

Ling Yu couldn't help but crack his mouth, rubbed his eyes constantly, and said blankly: "Chen Huayao! It turns out that you are the destined person who has been waiting for ten years for master?"

Ling Yuda started practicing with the Illusion Master in the temple at the age of twelve. When he was thirteen, Zhenren Li Shanyuan came to visit and he was always with him.

The master also waited for the destined person named Chen Huayao, and he had never taken a step in the Tibetan Heart Garden for many years.

On the first night after going down the mountain, Xu Hua called Lingyu to his room, and said something mysteriously, saying: "You have not achieved your mind and nature. You should temper yourself in society and find someone with destiny for me. If you have destiny, stay by his side to eliminate his demonic nature. He will help you achieve great success in Buddhism."

After wandering around the country for five years, he was in a very difficult situation and was almost in a state of great difficulty. After confirmation, it suddenly became clear that no one in this world except Li Zhenren, Master and himself, had no doubt about him.

"That's right, Master Idiom said that." Chen Huayao smiled so mysteriously. "I'm talking about my relationship with Master Idiom. If you count it, you should call me uncle."

Seeing Ling Jue's silly appearance, Du Yinqiao pushed him: "Why don't you pay homage to Master?"

Lingyu quickly folded his hands together, bowed deeply, and said, "I'm here to see my uncle."

Chen Huayao helped him sit down, put on an elder style, and smiled gently, "The teacher asked me to take good care of you in Xiangjing. Master I have been kind to me and has given me some advice. I can't let him down. From now on, you can follow me."

"Abide by the orders of uncle of the master." Ling Jue said respectfully.

Chen Huayao said: "Xiangjing City is prosperous and bizarre. With tens of millions of people, you can experience all kinds of human feelings here. Follow me, you can observe all the world, understand the lives of the people, understand the social truth, and improve your cultivation. In the future, you will naturally understand the profound Buddhist teachings. When you are thirty, you will return to Fulong Temple to meet with your respected teacher."

Ling Yu deeply agreed and said, "Thank you for your advice and support. But... my certificate was still detained by the bar. I must work for them to pay off their debts. I can't get rid of it. What should I do?"

Chen Huayao raised the certificate in his hand and said, "I can't even handle this little thing. How can I be your uncle? The bar has agreed to let him go, so don't worry."

Ling was frightened and surprised: "Uncle Master is indeed very powerful."

"Practicing in the world is called hidden cultivation in Buddhism. The glitz and confusion in society, attracting thousands of people, is the most challenging one's nature. Without great wisdom and wisdom, one can only fall into depravity or be confused. Look at the so-called monks in Shaolin Temple who have been in society for a few years, and some of them simply return to secular marriages and sway over the market, wearing gold and silver, making people shook their heads and eyes."

Lingyu nodded and said yes.

Chen Huayao said: "If you want to practice secretly, you must understand the principle of following the local customs, put aside the so-called Buddhist disciples' obsessions, and truly regard yourself as a member of the world, so that you can see clearly and clearly. If you keep away from them from the heart and don't contact them, you will naturally be watching flowers in the fog and catching the moon in the water, what else can you talk about in your practice?"

Lingyu couldn't help but be happy and admired, and felt that what the uncle said was profound and philosophical, and it seemed that they all had the point.

Chen Huayao was already like a master monk who was instructing the lost lamb, his face was covered with a holy light, and said, "When you walk in society, it's like acting. Look at the big stars with superb acting skills, Tony Leung, Leslie Cheung, Ning Jieqing, Bai Youcheng, etc., when they were filming movies, they were completely immersed in it, and they really regarded themselves as that role, acted with their souls, and acted like whatever they were..."

"Oh?" Ling Yu looked confused and Chen Huayao ignored it and continued, "Bai Youcheng filmed the legend of ***. The comrades in the past said that he was more like a real person than a real person. He was determined and determined, and the most vivid steel warrior, with grassroots and leaves, but at the celebration banquet that night when the movie was finished, Bai Youcheng immediately changed to his noble prince's style, and it seemed that it had never happened. What is the reason?"

"Uncle Master, I seem to have realized it!" Lingyu shouted happily with a flash of inspiration in his mind.

Du Yinqiao and Meng Sifei secretly said that Chairman of the group's tricks are getting stronger and stronger. If he hadn't known his usual character, he would have to believe him on the spot.

"From today on, you don't have to think that you are a Buddhist disciple. You can do whatever I ask you to do." Chen Huayao finally revealed his true intention and laughed: "It's like acting, you don't have to worry about blaspheming the Buddha. The Buddha is in his heart."

Ling nodded with fear: "Abide by the teachings of uncle of the master."

He waved his hand to send a plate of 5-mature salted steak with juice and placed it on the table, "I see that you have a pale face and thin skin. I will eat it first to supplement some nutrition. How can I follow me to chop people when I don't have the strength?"
Chapter completed!