Chapter 787: Jinshan Temple

Temple of the Golden Mountain.
　　
　　 is very much like an old monk, like Fahai.
　　
　　 But this ancient temple is going to be flooded later.
　　
　　The old monk is sometimes not very authentic, but he is absolutely jealous, so he suppresses Bai Suzhen.
　　
　　 Jinshan Temple.
　　
　　 is a famous Buddhist temple.
　　
　　Because the old monk Fahai is here, Jinshan Temple is so famous and it has attracted countless people.
　　
　　 or admiration, or admiration.
　　
　　 There are countless people traveling between Jinshan Temple and West Lake, no worse than the Emei Golden Summit.
　　
　　The number of believers, the wide range of churches, and the wide spread of Buddhist teachings are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
　　
　　 was really horrified.
　　
　　 Jiangque looked at the sky above the incense-filled Jinshan Temple, and couldn't help being a little surprised, "It's actually more prosperous than the incense of the Chenghuang Temple. The old monk can really promote and manage it."
　　
　　 In comparison, the Chenghuang seemed a bit petty, not magnificent.
　　
　　The Jinshan Temple is the true believer.
　　
　　 I only slipped when I had fun.
　　
　　 "Master, why did you stop?" the old butler suddenly asked.
　　
　　 My master suddenly stopped, which made him feel very puzzled. Does his old man suddenly feel emotional?
　　
　　 This is possible, after all, Master Jiang is a sentimental person.
　　
　　 "It's nothing." Jiang Que shook his head, and suddenly said, "Follow the master and I will go in, and carry things."
　　
　　After admiring Fahai for a while, Jiang Que had to continue to ask the subordinates to hurry up and follow him. This was the first time he met Fahai officially, so it was natural to be more grand.
　　
　　 Otherwise, how could people spread the meaning of the scriptures?
　　
"Yes."
　　
　　 The old butler nodded, and quickly ordered the servants of Jiang Mansion to carry it and continue to follow, for fear of slowing down.
　　
　　 "Give a hand, everyone gives a hand."
　　
　　 "I'm sorry, everybody, please borrow me."
　　
　　 "……"
　　
　　 squeezed all the way.
　　
　　The old butler couldn't help but wiped his sweat, saying, "The master looks like a weak scholar, but he can actually run faster than people who exercise regularly. It's a bit powerful."
　　
　　 Wanting to return, he ran out quickly.
　　
　　 My master spent a lot of money on this trip. The old butler personally managed it, and he knew the value very well.
　　
　　 "The old monks of Jinshan Temple are cheap." The old housekeeper couldn't help but muttered, his face was not waiting to see the monk.
　　
　　 It's not easy to buy so much money.
　　
　　 Jinshan Temple.
　　
　　 There was a monk who greeted him at the gate of the mountain. When he saw a great master like Jiang Que, he was simply the master of gold.
　　
　　 must be taken care of.
　　
　　 "Master, please here." A Buddhist monk respectfully said to Jiang Que.
　　
　　 Jiang nodded. "Go, tell Master Fahai, and say that someone surnamed Jiang is looking for him."
　　
　　 The monk was taken aback, "..."
　　
　　He immediately said, "The son will wait a while, the poor monk will report to him, and the son will tell the poor monk his name."
　　
　　 "Jiang Que."
　　
　　Master Jiang said lightly, his face calm and indifferent.
　　
　　 After asking the servants to give the things to the monks, he continued to wait, calming down.
　　
　　 The monk left.
　　
　　 is to inform the old monk Fahai. Although Fahai is not the host, he is stronger and better.
　　
"I don't know what this person is doing with Master Fahai." The monk who went to report to him murmured in his heart, "Many people look for Master Fahai every day. Unfortunately, Master Fahai is willing to meet very few. This guy is afraid. It’s a trip for nothing."
　　
　　 He felt that Jiang Que was going to run for nothing.
　　
　　 His own Uncle Fahai is a figure who wants to become a Buddha. Where does he have extra time to see this and that?
　　
　　 After all, Fahai is also a human being.
　　
　　 At least for now, he is still an individual, a person who relies on the world's famous people.
　　
　　 old monk.
　　
Do not.
　　
　　 is the master of Fahai.
　　
　　 In a courtyard of Jinshan Temple.
　　
　　 Fahai is meditating and meditation, practising the power of his body.
　　
　　 He is also a monk after all.
　　
　　 "Uncle Master."
　　
　　 The monk who came to report respectfully yelled at Fahai, and when he saw that Fahai was meditating, he looked startled.
　　
　　I should have disturbed Master Uncle’s practice. Although Master Uncle is amiable and amiable, he will not pursue anything, but he feels guilty in his heart.
　　
"what happened?"
　　
　　 Fahai slowly closed his gong, raised his brows and asked the monk, "Is there something important?"
　　
　　Monk "..."
　　
　　 He doesn't know how to answer, after all... After all, Jiang Que's meeting with Master Uncle is not a big deal.
　　
　　Awkward.
　　
　　 But he still bit his head and said, "Uncle Master, there is a man named Jiang Que outside the door saying that he wants to see you. The disciple sees that he is a man of extraordinary aura, and he is also a cultivator, so he came to tell you."
　　
　　 Implication.
　　
　　 Uncle Master, do you see it or not.
　　
　　 "Jiang Que?" Fahai was taken aback when he heard the words, "He actually came to my Jinshan Temple, please go and invite him in. This is a poor monk and Taoist friend, you have to be a disciple."
　　
　　 "……"
　　
　　 The monk was stunned, but he respectfully said to Fahai, "Yes, Master, the disciple will go and invite him in."
　　
　　 is really a friend of my master's uncle, not bad.
　　
　　 is still a fellow Taoist.
　　
　　 It's just that I didn't hear it before, and the monk was a little embarrassed.
　　
　　 He had to leave without changing his face, and secretly remembered Fahai's words, "In the future, I should be better with that surname Jiang. After all, he belongs to the uncles."
　　
　　 In a lobby.
　　
　　 Jiang Que drank the tea lightly, "The old housekeeper and the servants are worried, but Jiang Que has a calm face and a calm expression."
　　
　　 It seems that it doesn't matter to me, I hang up high, my mind is very calm and calm.
　　
　　 Those who are the emperors are not anxious and eunuchs are anxious.
　　
　　 Actually.
　　
　　Jiangque really didn't care, Fahai would definitely meet him because it was intuitive.
　　
　　 Sure enough.
　　
　　 Before he waited, the monk who had gone in to report to him came out. He respectfully walked in front of Jiang Que and said, "Senior Jiang, my uncle, please come in. Please come with me."
　　
　　 As he spoke, he also made a please gesture, his expression somewhat respectful.
　　
　　 After all, my teacher and uncle confessed.
　　
　　 He wants to be a disciple, and as a junior, he just does it, and it doesn't matter much anyway.
　　
　　 "Lead the way ahead." Jiang Que said lightly, "How is your master uncle now? The deity talked to him on the banks of the West Lake before, and his knowledge shocked the deity, so I came to talk to him."
　　
　　Monk "..."
　　
　　 This person is so powerful.
　　
　　 "Just, when did Uncle Master make such a Daoist friend?"
　　
　　 The monk was curious and asked, "Senior, how do you know my uncle?"
　　
　　 "Well, fate." Jiang Que smiled, he could only say that.
　　
　　 I wouldn’t say that you and my uncle ran into the inn by the West Lake by chance.
　　
　　 almost started fighting.
　　
　　 The atmosphere was tense at the time, and they almost got together.
　　
　　Monk "Uh..."
　　
　　 He couldn't help but smoked his face, and said to Jiang Que, "Senior, how did you cultivate?"
　　
　　 The monk couldn't help asking.
　　
　　 After all, I also practiced, but I haven't achieved much.
　　
　　 He wants to ask where the trick is.
　　
　　 "Normal heart." Jiang Que said lightly, "You don't need to care too much, practice is actually to conform to nature~EbookFREE.me~Don't think too much."
　　
　　Monk "..."
　　
　　 believed in your evil.
　　
　　 He is not stupid.
　　
　　 He knew how true or false this was, but he didn't want to do that.
　　
　　 Jiangque naturally would not tell the other party that he was piled up by the power of the world's origin, nor would he tell the other party that he could travel through countless worlds and then obtain the resources for cultivation.
　　
After using 　　, he suddenly felt that he had a very high style, and this monk seemed ordinary.
　　
Ok.
　　
　　 Jiang Que thinks this is good.
　　
　　 I am very happy anyway.
　　
　　 In a courtyard of Jinshan Temple, the old monk Fahai is looking forward to it.
　　
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