Chapter 2611: Dying zen

"Yes, the subordinate retires."
The kneeling subordinate bowed a respectful face, then stood up and rushed towards the exit of the underground cave.
Seeing this figure go away silently, the huge figure on the huge bed groaned for a moment, then called a servant next to him and whispered his instructions.
After listening silently, the servant on the side nodded vigorously, and then followed a secret path on the side to silently follow the figure who had left.
At the same time, Zhang Yifeng, Zhishen and others have already stayed in the guest rooms of Jinshan Temple.
Everyone has a room, but it is also clean.
Because Mu Xue was bored, she went to chat with Zhishen with Zhang Yifeng.
Yuan Ling stayed in the room alone, not knowing what he was doing.
At this time, Zhishen was chatting with Zhang Yifeng about interesting things in Lingzhou, and a knock on the door sounded from the door of the guest room.
Hearing the knock on the door, Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen frowned at the same time.
They had just arrived at Jinshan Temple for the first time. The two Jinshan Temple deacons brought them and left directly. Obviously, it was impossible for the two of them to come back.
Then who else might come to look for them, Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen looked at each other, and both saw vigilant eyes in each other's eyes.
They all know the degree of danger of this trip.
In fact, Zhang Yifeng didn't want to bring Mu Xue and Yuan Ling with him. After all, both Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen have their own means of life-saving, and they can break through even if they are in danger.
But Mu Xue and Yuan Ling insisted on following Zhang Yifeng, but Zhang Yifeng had no choice but to agree and lead people to the Jinshan Temple.
The scene was quiet for a moment, then Zhang Yifeng silently signaled Zhishen and others not to move lightly for the time being, then walked to the door of the guest room and slowly opened the door.
As a result, the figure that appeared behind the door made Zhang Yifeng frown, because the person here was an old man he didn't even know.
I saw this old man wearing a simple cassock, holding an iron fist in his hand, and he looked like a seven-year-old man.
As soon as Zhang Yifeng opened the door, a gentle smile appeared on his face.
"I've seen a little friend, and I've just had a fate, but I still have doubts in my heart, so I came here to inquire about it."
"This Buddhist disciple joked, please come in if you have any doubts."
Zhang Yifeng said with a smile, and at the same time put down a hand behind him ready to make gestures, and invited the old man in front of him into the guest room instead.
The old man was not polite, smiled kindly at Zhang Yifeng, and casually followed into the guest room.
As soon as he entered, the old man's gaze was tightly locked on Zhishen's body, and the purpose of coming here was self-evident.
When Zhishen saw this, he was taken aback, and then he reacted and took the initiative to step forward and bow his hand to the old Buddha.
"I think you shouldn't be that person, you should be his disciple?"
"The predecessors have extraordinary eyes. I am indeed not my master who respects Zhishen. I am his apprentice, Li Zhishen."
Zhishen said to the old Buddha in front of him normally, and after hearing this, the old Buddha also showed a look of reminiscence on his face.
"Sure enough, I just didn't expect that after so many years, he would be no match for the obsession in his heart. But it doesn't matter, since even he has gone to meet the Buddha, then I really live to be old, and I should treat myself His mantle passed on."
The old Buddhist disciple spoke softly, with a touch of dying expression on his face.
At the moment when this color of dying appeared, everyone around, including Zhishen, was shocked, and the thought of ending this life arose in their hearts at the same time.
Zhang Yifeng felt the thoughts that had arisen in his heart, and only felt astonished that this old Buddha had such a deep understanding of Buddhism.
Just a few words of effort can affect the people around him.
Zhang Yifeng was horrified and was about to resolve the distracting thoughts in his heart. As a result, the old Buddha in front of him seemed to have recovered, and the expression on his face was taken away.
Immediately, Zhang Yifeng and others regained their Qingming in their hearts.
"Sorry, little friends, I just felt a sense of Taoism that accidentally released the way of dying in my body."
The old Buddha said to Zhang Yifeng and the others with a little embarrassment, and then waved the Buddha's light in his hand, and he saw that the residual Taoism of Zhang Yifeng and the others was taken back by him.
Zhang Yifeng paid a salute to the old Buddha without changing his face, and said in praise: "The predecessors are really amazing. The meaning of this autumn cicada is really extraordinary. It seems that Lingzhou is really the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."
"Oh? The little friend has extraordinary eyesight, and he can actually see that this way is the meaning of the death of the autumn cicada. It is really a talented person from generation to generation, old."
The old Buddha shook his head as he said, and then arched his hands at Zhang Yifeng, Zhishen and others.
"Since the doubts in my heart are resolved, then I should leave. But I still have to remind a few friends that the Jinshan Temple is not as simple as it seems, so you should be careful of some unknown people."
The old Buddha finished speaking lightly, then took a step back and walked out of the guest room.
Zhang Yifeng shut the door of the guest room silently, and after a moment of silence, he walked to the side of Zhishen and sat down.
"Friend Li, do you know this Buddhist disciple?"
"Yes, my master told me about this. I heard the master said that this person was from the same age as him, but at that time this person was not well-known. My master knew that he was also due to a blunder. , Knowing that this Buddhist disciple understood the extremely powerful Qiucic dying meaning."
Zhishen spoke plainly, and Zhang Yifeng raised his brows when he heard it. He turned out to be a Buddhist of the same age as Zhishen, no wonder that Zhishen's face was very familiar.
After such a small episode ended, the room of Zhang Yifeng and others returned to silence again.
At the same time, a mysterious person dressed in black hiding in a tree outside the guest room also silently retracted his gaze from the guest room.
"Hey, it seems that this person is indeed that person's disciple. Tsk tsk tsk, I really didn't expect that after so many years, the old things of the year can still cause so much influence."
"I don't know if the guys below have any thoughts about this person. It seems that after holding back for so long, it is time for the guys below to see our strength. Last time I missed a deep wisdom, this You must never miss the next Zhishen once."
A cold voice was spit out from the mysterious population, and then the mysterious person's figure flashed in place in the next second, and then completely disappeared from the tree.
Noting that the observer outside the door had left, Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen were relieved of their acting state.
"Master, who was your friend just now?"
Zhang Yifeng looked at Zhishen and blinked twice.
"Of course it is, otherwise, what did he come to do with me, but I didn't expect that his current meaning of death would actually cultivate to such a state of mind."