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Chapter 1320 [The Poor Monk Has Been Waiting for the Donor]


Ye Chenfeng muttered to himself and walked away.

"Pavilion of the Scriptures" The location of the meditation room is very close to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and Ye Chenfeng saw the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion at a glance when he passed by.

The Shaolin Temple's Scripture Pavilion has always been mysterious.

The treasured exercise scriptures in it have always been coveted by many people, and there have been many ill-intentioned people who sneaked into the Shaolin Temple's scripture pavilion to steal.

So when he saw the Scripture Pavilion, Ye Chenfeng subconsciously stopped.

But it was just a few more glances, although he was very curious about the Scripture Pavilion, Ye Chenfeng would not really sneak into the Scripture Pavilion.

Besides, in case there is any sweeping monk in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

I broke in rashly, and it would be embarrassing if I was scolded. leave After walking out of the area, the vanishing smell reappeared.

Suddenly, Ye Chenfeng frowned, followed the direction of the smell, and gradually came to the location of the mountain behind the Shaolin Temple.

"Fluttering Ridge" But just as Ye Chenfeng was about to leave, the sound of birds flying and beasts walking was heard not far from the mountain behind the Shaolin Temple.

It is absolutely abnormal for such a movement to appear suddenly.

"Let's see" Ye Chenfeng's body swept up, and he rushed towards the back mountain like lightning.

The mountains and forests stretch as far as the eye can see, but at night they seem even more mysterious.

Ye Chenfeng did not hesitate at all, and plunged into the mountain forest.

The huge movement continued, so Ye Chenfeng easily found the location of the incident.

Seeing the scene in front of him, he finally understood what the huge movement was all about.

"Bang Bang Bang" It turned out that there was a monk of one meter and nine heads, and at the same time carried six buckets of water and walked like flying in the mountains and forests.

Maybe it's because he doesn't know how to control the power and create a huge movement.

"Follow him and see" Ye Chenfeng could see that this monk was not idle and made a disturbance in the middle of the night.

His current behavior is to receive some kind of training that will allow him to make a qualitative leap in his physique.

The big monk ran wildly in front, and Ye Chenfeng followed silently behind.

As time passed, the terrain became more and more precipitous, and it became more and more difficult to walk.

If ordinary people come here, they definitely have to turn back.

If you continue to go deeper, it is definitely an act of looking for death But the big monk didn't seem to be affected by the environment at all, and his speed didn't slow down at all.

After more than ten minutes, the line of sight suddenly widened.

There were several caves not far away, and the big monk did not stop, rushing into one of the caves.

Ye Chenfeng stopped in a hidden place and silently observed the cave.

Shaolin has a profound heritage, and there must be many hidden monks.

Usually the place where they live in seclusion is such a remote place.

"This place is definitely the residence of some eminent monk."

Ye Chenfeng observed for a while and said with certainty.

Because here, he smelled a hint of breath similar to that of the old monk of the Zen Temple.

"Something is wrong" Suddenly, Ye Chenfeng's gaze froze, forming the most dangerous needle-shaped, and his eyes were full of danger.

"Since the donor is here, don't you go in and sit down?"

At the same time, a voice sounded in Ye Chenfeng's ears.

I don't know when, there was one more person behind Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Chenfeng slowly turned around, and an old monk stood behind him.

There are a lot of patches on a monk's robe, but there is no dirty feeling at all, although the patches are all over the body, but the old monk gives people a very clean feeling.

Moreover, the old monk has a fragrance of grass and trees, which is very comfortable after smelling it.

The old monk looks even more kind, and he always has a smile like a spring breeze on his face, and when he sees him, it seems that all the negative emotions in your heart have been suppressed.

"Master, I won't go in and bother.

After all, it's already so late. ” Ye Chenfeng smiled, in fact, he was shocked or shocked in his heart.

According to cultivation, the strength of the monk in front of him far exceeds that of Master Huiwen and the old monk of Zen Temple.

His presence was barely noticeable to him Fortunately, Ye Chenfeng had already broken the third seal, and the perception of his body had reached a perverted level.

Almost the moment the old monk came behind him, Ye Chenfeng woke up.

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But Rao is like this, if the old monk wants to have killing intent towards Ye Chenfeng, although Ye Chenfeng will not die, he will definitely suffer a heavy blow.

"Amitabha, I don't know what happened to the donor's visit late at night, as far as the poor monks know, this place is not known to ordinary tourists, let alone come here."

Although the words had a questioning tone, they came out of the mouth of the old monk, and they were particularly useful.

Ye Chenfeng smiled, and did not answer the old monk's question, but asked, "The big man just now should be your apprentice, master?"

The old monk smiled and shook his head: "Although they are all adopted by poor monks, they are not apprentices of poor monks, and poor monks have never accepted apprentices in their lives." ” "Oh oh" Ye Chenfeng nodded and continued: "It can be seen that you should be refining them at night, and during the day, you are afraid that others will see it."

"That's right, the donor guessed right.

Until now, no one has found out except you. ” The old monk said with a smile.

"I don't think it's too difficult to find here, just follow the big guy."

The smile on the corner of Ye Chenfeng's lips deepened.

The old monk smiled brightly: "Donor, you are different from others. ” The old monk said coldly, and Ye Chenfeng was confused.

Ye Chenfeng said helplessly: "Master, what is the difference between me and others, not all of them carry a head on two shoulders" "Donor, you're different" The old monk said with a smile.

"Hey, how do I always meet some strange monks this year.

Master, if you play alone, I won't accompany you. ” Ye Chenfeng smiled bitterly and shook his head, and was about to leave.

"Donor, please stay" But the old monk's tone suddenly increased, and it seemed that there were three thousand avenues in Ye Chenfeng's ears.

"What's wrong with the master" Ye Chenfeng felt that he and the monk were in a hurry, and it had always been like this.

Of course, except for the Ten Buddhas, the Buddha is not as strange as him.

"The poor monk has been waiting for the benefactor Amitabha" The old monk clasped his hands together and looked at Ye Chenfeng seriously.

"Master, are you mistaken, this seems to be the first time we've met."

Ye Chenfeng was full of black lines on his forehead and said speechlessly.

"The donor still remembers the Tianshan Zen Temple" Just the old monk's next sentence made Ye Chenfeng's head boom.

Immediately, Ye Chenfeng looked at the old monk with incredible eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Could it be that the monk of Zen Temple is you."

The old monk shook his head and said with a smile: "The poor monk withered leaves, he is the poor monk's junior brother withered Xuan":