After a while, Murong Ningyue indeed saw a group of monks coming not far away. Taoist Master Fuxu hurriedly came forward and said, "Master Mingli, it's really a long time no see!"

"Amitabha! The Fallen Taoist Master is still so energetic. I really admire him!"

The person who spoke was Master Mingli in Dazhe Temple. Murong Ningyue also stared at Master Mingli at this time. Master Mingli was wearing a shabby but neat monk's robe, with white hair and beards that looked extremely eye-catching, and it was not much different from the master's appearance Murong Ningyue imagined.

Behind Master Mingli are seven or eight monks of different ages, all of whom are kind and polite.

Although Murong Ningyue did not believe in Buddhism, she felt a little fond of these people from Dazhe Temple. At this time, under the leadership of Taoist Master Fuxiao, everyone also walked up the mountain.

On the way, Master Mingli suddenly said to Taoist Master Fuxue: "Tail Master Fuxue, who are these two girls? Have you never had a woman in your Wudao Sect before?"

The two girls Murong Ningyue and Murong Yue are indeed very conspicuous among these monks and Taoists, like two red flowers among a group of green leaves, and it is difficult to make people not pay attention.

Taoist Master Fuxue introduced to Master Mingli: "Master Mingli, one of these two girls is Miss Yue'er, the youngest daughter of the Third Prince, and the other is Murong Ningyue, the adopted daughter of the Third Prince. However, Ningyue has joined our Wudao Sect and is my personal disciple, and the Taoist name is Qinglian!"

Master Mingli was shocked when he heard this, "Oh? It turns out that he is Taoist Qinglian. He can be valued by Taoist Fusha at such a young age and is accepted as a disciple. It seems that he is a talented person!"

As the head of Wudao Sect, Taoist Master Fu Xiu had not personally accepted disciples for a long time. Taoist Master Fu Xiu only accepted three disciples. The first two were outside and were not in the sect. Murong Ningyue was the third disciple.

It is precisely because he knew that Taoist Master Fuxu rarely accepted disciples himself that Master Mingli was so shocked after he knew that Murong Ningyue was the Taoist Master Fuxu's personal disciple.

Seeing that Master Mingli mentioned himself, Murong Ningyue could not lose his etiquette, and immediately smiled at Master Mingli and said, "Master, you are too rewarded. I am just lucky to be grateful for my master's love. There are still many places to learn!"

"I'm so humble at such a young age, it's really a craftsman!"

Seeing Master Mingli praise Murong Ningyue, Master Fufei couldn't help but feel a light on his face. At this time, everyone had already arrived at the Taoist temple on the mountain.

Taoist Master Fuxiao smiled at Master Mingli and said, "Master Mingli, let's follow the usual rules. You will preach the Dharma in the morning first, and how about we communicate with each other until the afternoon?"

"Of course I have no objection!"

The disciples of Wudao Sect have long gathered in the square on the mountain. This big square is specially used for preaching. However, today, Master Mingli, the monk, stood at the top to preach Buddhism to a group of Taoists, which does look a bit strange.

When Master Mingli began to preach Buddhism, Murong Ningyue couldn't help feeling a little impatient, but as a personal disciple of Taoist Master Fuhuang, she certainly couldn't act too obviously. Even if she was bored, she still had to pretend to listen carefully.
Chapter completed!