I don’t have to look back and know who said this. At that moment, I saw that Wu Mian and Gui Bugui had already walked into Xinjue Temple.

Seeing Wu Mian's appearance, Volcano's expression was a little complicated. After nodding at the white-haired man, he said, "You have finally come to my three-day appointment. Since you will come here in person, I should hear good news..."

"It has nothing to do with you when I come here." Before Huoshan finished speaking, Wu Mian had already interrupted the great master. After pausing, he glanced at the old monk Kashyapa who was not clear about the truth and said, "Monk, you explain the rules of your disciples. Is the disciple wrong? Should Master be punished with me?"

Kashyapa did not expect Wu Mian to come directly at him. After a moment of silence, he looked at Guangxiao, who seemed to be fine. Then he closed his hands and chanted the Buddha's name at Wu Mian, and then said, "It depends on what mistake the disciple made. If a small mistake is punished by the master, everyone in the world can punish him. If a disciple violates the great precepts, the master will not be able to escape."

"That's good," Wu Mian sneered and said to Gui Bugui who was smiling beside him: "Old guy, you told this old monk that his disciples have made a big mistake."

"How can I say this to the old man?" Gui Bugui sighed pretendingly, and then continued to say to the old monk: "I remember that you monks must observe the four precepts, right? Why not kill, steal, commit adultery, or lie? Master Kashyapa, if your disciple violates the great precept of stealing, what should you do? Will you be implicated?"

"Stolen..." Kashyapa frowned, and then continued: "Stolen is one of the four major precepts. The disciples of the Buddhist sect have committed the crime of removing the door wall. The master has the crime of being incompetent instructed. He will punish him with fifty staff and cancel all monk positions. The old donor, I don't know that the old monk's disciple committed the serious crime of stealing and stealing what treasures he had. I also have to trouble you and donor Wu Mian to come and ask for the crime in person."

"Don't mention it, I'm blind, too," Gui Bugui smiled bitterly, looking at Guangxiao, whose expression still did not change, and said, "I heard that you, the great monk Guangxiao, was also a monk with great knowledge, so I sent my beloved son to Guangxiao's disciple as a disciple. I originally wanted to use Buddhism to dispel the evil nature in his heart. Who would have thought that the child would come home and tell me that our family found something in the Zen room of his master Guangxiao. The old monk, Guangxiao became a monk during the day and stole thousands of households at night. Is this considered adding incense oil to your Buddha?"

"In Guangxiao's Zen Room, I found something from your mansion..." Kashyapa looked back at his disciple, and after a while, he said to him: "Guangxiao, have you ever taken it yourself without asking for it, and you have stitched and threaded in the donor's home?"

Guangxiao bowed his head and bowed, and replied: "I have been staying in Xinjue Temple for a long time. In addition to taking the monks out to beg for alms every day, I have studied Buddhism in the temple. I have never left the temple privately, and it is even more impossible to ask the donor's house to take it without asking for it. There may be any misunderstandings in this regard. I hope the master will clearly observe it."

"Whether there is any stealing? Let's go to Master Guangxiao's meditation room and see it," Gui Bugui laughed and waved to the outside of the temple and said, "Silly son, come in, let's go and go and find it yourself."

"Old guy, don't harm me. Guangxiao is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Don't find that thing for you. He will destroy my mouth again." At this time, Bai Wuqiu appeared from the hiding place behind the temple. Erlangzi is still wearing the monk's robe when he became a monk at Xinjue Temple. After a little nervous look at Guangxiao, he continued, "Old guy, otherwise let it go. Anyway, your family's great business doesn't care about this thing, just give it to his monk..."

Later, after repeated persuasion by Guibugui and Kashyapa, Bai Wuqiu finally agreed to take a few people to Guangxiao's Zen room. In front of everyone, he found a piece of silk full of handwriting in the box where Guangxiao stored monk's robes and threw the silk to the old guy. Erlangzi said, "It's it. I remember clearly that the last time I was in the Xu Fu family, this one was taken out. The old guy, the prescription for immortality was written on it."

"It turns out that donor, you sent the young master to Guangxiao for frame-up," Guangxiao saw Bai Wuqiu pull out silk from his box without any surprise. After pausing for a moment, he turned around and said to his master: "Master, when Guangxiao was still a alchemist, he was already an immortal body. Everyone in the world wants immortality, but the disciples don't need it..."

"That's hard to say." At this time, Wu Mian sneered and continued, "Who knows if you want to hand over this recipe to your elders of the Sect. At that time, everyone of the Sect's children will live forever and don't have to pray to Buddha. There are Buddhas everywhere in the world."

While speaking, the white-haired man had already sneered and turned his eyes to Kashyapa, who was staring at Gui Bugui's immortal pill in his hand, and was stunned. After being reminded by his disciples around him, the abbot of the White Horse Temple reacted and said to Wu Mian: "Please be careful of your words. Although everyone in the world can become a Buddha, the Buddha is only Buddha Shakyamuni. Please ask the donor to speak without hesitation."

After hearing the old monk's explanation, Wu Mian sneered rarely, but did not answer. At this time, Gui Bugui smiled and shook the silk in his hand towards Kashyapa, saying, "Old monk, do you think we are using this treasure to frame your precious disciples? I won't obey this lawsuit. Let's fight the emperor and find someone to decide for us."

Guibugu is a pill recipe that makes people immortal. If the emperor knew that there was this treasure, his eyes would have turned red. He would not care about any monks or monks. However, the old monk himself was kept in the dark. Almost everyone else present knew that this was a failed pill recipe. I don’t know whether he would live forever after taking it, but he would definitely become a crazy person.

Although Guangxiao also knew the details of this pill recipe, it was not convenient to tell the old monk that although Kashyapa knew in his heart that Guangxiao would not do such a thing, he now saw the thief taken out of Guangxiao's box with his own eyes and wanted to say a few words for his disciple, but he didn't know how to start.

At this moment, Master Huoshan, who had been watching the fun, suddenly said, "I thought it was something. It turned out to be this gadget. Mr. Gui Bugui, you may have misunderstood. This pill recipe was given to Zen Master Guangxiao. As a thank you gift for me to stay in the temple, Mr. Gui, please go back to your home and look for it carefully. Where should your pill recipe be left behind?"

"Master Dafang said that this was what you gave to Zen Master Guangxiao," Gui Bugui frowned after hearing Volcano's words. After the old guy looked at Wu Mian, he was about to say that this pill recipe belonged to his sect, how could it be in the hands of Volcano?

At this moment, Huoshan said: "This is the pill recipe written by Master Xu Fu. Who will I give to the private affairs of the alchemist and the Sect? Mr. Gui or not, do you even have to take care of this?"

It was not just Wu Mian, but if he did not, Guangxiao could not understand what Volcano meant. He should have hated himself to the core, but suddenly began to excuse himself. What did this great master want to do?

Seeing the volcano trying hard to protect Guangxiao, Gui Bugui immediately changed his tone: "Then I will go home to see you. Maybe I remember it wrong. You also know that I have saved a lot of Danfang like this, and maybe it may be that I remember it badly,"

After saying that, he spoke a few polite words to the old monk Kashyapa and Guangxiao, and then pulled Wu Mian, who was as heavy as water, and his cheap son out of Xinjue Temple. Seeing his three people who couldn't say anything, Volcano sighed in his heart.

When Wu Mian and Gui Bugui walked out of Xinjue Temple, he saw a seven or eight-year-old child sitting next to the mountain gate. After seeing the three of them coming out, the child jumped to their side and said to Gui Bugui: "I'm old, you guessed it. There are really two people hidden underground in Xinjue Temple."
Chapter completed!