disguised holy monk

When Xuanqing arrived, Beixuan couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but saw that his face was pale and haggard, and he wanted to care about him, but because he was far away now, he had to turn to Kongjian, and said with a faint smile: "Abbot Kongjian, everyone has arrived Alright, let's start."

Kong saw that An An's expression changed, and he gave a salute before opening his mouth, but the elders on the side were somewhat hesitant, "But the bell has already rung three times, according to the regulations..."

When he said this, Wuxin, who was already full of anger and worry, couldn't help but said, "I think you just don't want my uncle to participate in the conference. If you are so afraid, why send an invitation to the conference?" Come?"

As soon as he said this, everyone was in an uproar.

"Wuxin." Xuan Qingming's brows were bright and his eyes were bright, even though he had doubts on his calm expression, he stopped him softly, "Don't be rude."

Wuxin looked at his weak appearance, and said wronged: "But Master, if we don't talk about it, people think we are easy to bully..."

He almost confirmed that Xuanqing's pale face at this time had something to do with Luoxia Temple.

Beixuan couldn't sit still anymore, he held his folding fan tightly and stood up, his gaze passed over Kongjian and the elders, and landed on Wuxin, restrained his coldness, and asked in a deep voice: "Little Master Wuxin, what happened?" thing?"

For a moment, everyone's eyes were on him, Wuxin was startled, he glanced at Xuanqing, not knowing whether to say something or not.

At this time, everyone is looking for it, and they have to say it if they don't say it.

Xuan Qing sighed and didn't stop, just closed his eyes slightly, put his palms together, and recited the Buddha's name.

He has never punished Wuxin very much, telling him to get rid of this quick-talking style, and just wait for this time to say what he should say.

Wuxin saw that he had no objection, so he pursed his lips and said, "The little monk dare not lie, since we entered the Luoxia Temple, we have lived in the most remote and cold room, and we ate rotten food, and we were also tortured by others. The monastery monks framed and beat and scolded... Fortunately, I met Master Kongying, who helped us change rooms and fast meals."

He saluted Kong Ying gratefully, and then said with righteous indignation: "But this morning, after eating the vegetarian meal that Master Uncle sent, he started to have abdominal pain and vomiting, so he almost couldn't catch up with the seminar..."

As soon as he said this, the square immediately became noisy——

"Is this still a place of pure practice? Why are there so many dirty things in a temple?"

"Could it be that I just ate something wrong?"

"That's such a coincidence? Why is it that everyone is fine, but it happened to Master Xuanqing?"

"Master Xuanqing is so kind-hearted, if not for everyone forcing that little monk to question him, he wouldn't have said anything about it..."

"I don't think this little monk is lying. You see that the monk next to him still has fresh wounds on his face. I really don't know how Luoxia Temple treats guests."...

The bruises on Wu Ku's face were not fully healed, it looked as if he had been brutally beaten in Luoxia Temple.Coupled with Xuanqing's pale complexion, everyone talked a lot, and they looked at Luoxia Temple with unkind eyes.

Beixuan became angrier as he listened, and sneered, "I don't know, but this is the way of hospitality at Luoxia Temple?"

He looked at the people in Luoxia Temple, and with a glance, his originally gentle eyebrows and eyes suddenly became sharp, and his expression was cold, "Someone wants to disrupt the conference, whether it is framed or has ulterior motives, we have to find out clearly, see the abbot, you Say?"

"That's impossible..." The elders of Luoxia Temple also looked at Kongjian in astonishment, asking what was going on.

Kong Jian's eyebrows were dark from the beginning, and now he raised his voice slightly apologetically: "Amitabha, what this little master said, Junior Brother Kong Ying has already told me, and punished the monk who committed the crime. As for today What happened to Junior Brother Xuanqing, whether someone intends to disrupt the conference, the poor monk will definitely find out the truth and give you an explanation."

After appeasing everyone, he then ordered the young monk on the side: "Go and call the monk who made the fast food today, and also invite the medicine monk to come over to see if Junior Brother Xuanqing is in trouble..."

Only then did everyone quiet down, waiting for the results of the investigation.

Only Kong Ying looked at Kong Jian, pursed his lips, and his brows became more indifferent.

Kong Jian is suffering now and can't tell, if the reason for provoking Xuan Qing and the others at the beginning is to make him feel resentful and lose his mind at the conference.But now, in front of the temples in the south and the watching people, how could he do such a thing to discredit Luoxia Temple?

He secretly squeezed the beads tightly, his expression darkened.At this time, on the one hand, he wanted to find out a harmless truth in front of everyone and give everyone an explanation; on the other hand, he called the medicine monk to investigate, also to confirm whether Xuanqing really had abdominal pain as they said.

Soon, after an investigation, it turned out that the little monk in the kitchen saw a few steamed buns left over from yesterday.Probably because of the hot weather recently, those steamed buns were spoiled, and they happened to be delivered to Xuanqing.

The medicine monk also showed Xuanqing his body, and it was indeed abdominal pain and vomiting caused by food poisoning.

Kongjian Anan's face darkened, and he thought to himself, if it's really because of those steamed buns, is this the Buddha's will?

Everyone thinks this is too much of a coincidence, right?

But even if they had doubts, they would only guess that it was the inside story of Luoxia Temple, and they would never suspect Xuanqing.

But no matter whether they believe it or not, it just passed by.After all, if we go deeper, it will only become more and more unfavorable to Luoxia Temple.

Kong Jian stepped forward, faced Xuan Qing and said in a warm voice: "The poor hospitality of the temple has made Xuan Qing suffer."

Now that the matter has been explained clearly, Xuanqing will naturally not chase after him.

He has long eyebrows and bright eyes with a pure and kind smile, "Seeing brother Kong is just an accident, don't worry about it."

Xuan Qing's tolerant appearance, everyone only thinks that this is the peaceful and peaceful appearance of a practitioner.

Comparing the monks of the two temples, except for Kongying, everyone in Luoxia Temple has mediocre facial features, and the elderly elders are a little fat.

As for the monks of Qingchan Temple, not to mention Xuan Qing's handsome face, who looks like a holy son in the light of Buddha; Xuan Yuan is upright, handsome without suffering, and alert and lively without heart.

The demeanor of the whole body also made most people's first impression lean towards Xuanqing; looking at Luoxia Temple again, they felt inexplicably shocked.

"It's said that monks are Qingxiu. You can see that the little master in Qingchan Temple is slender and weak, and he can tell that he is studying Buddhist scriptures hard every day; why are the elder masters in Luoxia Temple all potbellied and full of fat?"...

Anyone with a little bit of internal strength could hear the discussions among the crowd, and Beixuan couldn't help laughing for a while.

Seeing that Kong Jian's face was extremely ugly, he glanced at the elders on his side - indeed the food was a bit too good, without a bit of fairy air!

He managed to maintain his good intentions, and said, "Since the matter has been resolved, the seminar will continue."

Xuan Qing's round seat had been removed earlier, at this moment, Kong Jian was about to order someone to lift it up.

The round seat was taken down and brought up again, it would be a humiliation to Xuan Qing if it spread like this.

"Don't bother me." Xuan Qing smiled slightly, stepped onto the round platform slowly, lifted up the white monk robe and sat directly on the ground in the center of the round platform.

His delicate eyebrows are indifferent with a smile, and his bright black eyes are clear and penetrating. He clasped his hands together and recited: "There is a lotus platform in my heart, and there is a lotus platform everywhere."

The people below were stunned for a moment, and then thunderous applause broke out.I just feel that even if Xuan Qing is sitting on the ground, he seems to be one level higher than everyone on the round seat.

When everyone was seated, the corners of Beixuan's lips curled up unconsciously, and he even leaned back and stretched his shoulders in a relaxed manner, waiting for the start of the seminar.