Evil Master and Disciple

Ye Feng rolled up his sleeves and called Hong Jiu and Guo Wei, ready to beat up this fat monk who had driven up prices and made him lose a million silver coins for nothing.

The fat monk Fa Ming was not in a hurry. He put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Mr. Ye, Senior Brother Fa Yuan invites you to have a chat."

Ye Feng, who was about to take action, was slightly startled and asked: "Fa Yuan?"

He rolled down his sleeves that he had just rolled up.

He asked, "Fayuan from Kuhai Temple? Is he also in the capital?"

The fat monk Fa Ming nodded slowly and said, "Senior Brother Fa Yuan is currently in Bai Ling Temple, not far from here."

The fat monk brought out the monk Fayuan, and Ye Feng couldn't beat him up in the street anymore.

Fayuan is not an ordinary monk from Kuhai Temple.

He is the true disciple of the abbot of Kuhai Temple and the only candidate for the next abbot of Kuhai Temple.

In other words, Fa Yuan is now just a young jade-faced monk.

After his master passes away, he will become one of the leaders of the world.

Not only did Ye Feng not dare to offend him, even the elders and seniors from various factions did not dare to disrespect Fa Yuan.

Ye Feng turned around and asked, "Master Ye, do you know where this Bailing Temple is?"

Guo Wei nodded slowly and said, "Bailing Temple is in Chongningfang, only three or four hundred feet away."

Ye Feng thought for a moment and said, "Oh, it's so close. Although I don't like Fa Yuan, this guy is the future leader of Kuhai Temple. It's really hard for me to refuse him. Okay, let's go over and take a look."

Guo Wei said, "Young Master Ye, you and Young Master Hong should go. I have some minor grudges with Kuhai Temple, so I won't go."

Ye Feng said: "In that case, then Master Ye, you should go back first. We can drink together another day."

Guo Wei nodded, and the two sides bowed and said goodbye in front of the Jiuzhou Hall.

Ye Feng looked at Sanzhier and said to Monk Faming, "Fat Monk, don't just stand there like an idiot. Lead the way."

Monk Fa Ming clasped his hands together, nodded slightly, and turned to walk towards Bailing Temple.

Ye Feng and Hong Jiu walked about ten feet behind Monk Fa Ming.

Hong Jiu glanced back at Jiuzhoutang and whispered, "Old Ye, Lingyin doesn't seem to have come out yet."

Ye Feng shrugged and said, "If he didn't come out, then he didn't come out. What does it have to do with us? I understand now. What about the talk of upholding justice, slaying demons and monsters, and the incompatibility of good and evil? It's just a slogan, just like the Amitabha Buddha that Buddhist disciples always say.

We are tempered in the mortal world. We cannot draw our swords and fight to the death every time we encounter a disciple of the Demon Sect. Our lives are our own. There is no need to risk our lives for an empty slogan.

As long as that witch doesn't provoke us, we shouldn't provoke her. The road is wide open and we can go our separate ways."

Hong Jiu thought about it and felt that what Ye Feng said made sense.

In fact, Ye Feng only realized this truth recently.

He was not like this when he first came down the mountain. When he heard about the disciples of the Demon Sect, he immediately drew his sword, ready to slay the demons and uphold justice.

It was reality that made him grow up quickly.

Jiuzhou Hall is not far from Bailing Temple. Soon, the three people and Green Hair arrived at the gate of Bailing Temple.

It was already dusk and the sun was setting. There were few pilgrims left at Bailing Temple. Some monks were sweeping the floor in front of the door, while others were preparing to close the gate.

Ye Feng has never had a good impression of Buddhism, and he did not express anything when passing by the Buddha Hall.

After a while, the fat monk Fa Ming brought Ye Feng and Hong Jiu to the quiet Zen courtyard behind Bailing Temple.

There is a wooden pavilion in the yard. At this moment, Monk Fayuan is not in the meditation room, but sitting in the wooden pavilion making tea.

Seeing Ye Feng and the other two coming, Monk Fayuan stood up, walked out of the wooden pavilion, put his hands together, and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Ye, Junior Brother Hong, we meet again."

Ye Feng and Hong Jiu bowed slightly in return.

Ye Feng looked at the handsome face of Monk Fayuan, which captivated everyone, and felt very jealous.

When I first traveled to this world, I saw my handsome face and thought I was invincible.

As a result, the young men I met were all more handsome than the other.

For example, the monk Fayuan has red lips, white teeth, delicate features, and skin as tender as a young lady.

Every time Ye Feng saw Monk Fayuan, his mind would inevitably recall Monk Bianji, the lover of Princess Gaoyang during the reign of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty.

In history, the monk Banjin, who slept with many Tang Dynasty princesses, was famous for his beauty.

It's a pity that he ended up badly and was beheaded by Lao Li's order.

Ye Feng laughed and said, "Brother Fayuan, I haven't seen you for three months. You seem to have become even more handsome. This makes me feel very stressed. Hahaha!"

"For a monk, the four elements are empty. Appearance is just a shell. There is no distinction between beauty and ugliness."

"Haha, these are things that only handsome people can say. Take me for example. Every time I got a haircut, even though I was very dissatisfied, I didn't dare to say anything to the barber because I knew that my ugliness had nothing to do with my hairstyle.

I really envy you handsome guys. You can still look so handsome even with your heads shaved. Don’t you want to give others a chance to live?”

Ye Feng said half-jokingly.

Monk Fayuan said calmly, "Junior Brother Ye, you're joking. Junior Brother Ye, Junior Brother Hong, please come in."

Fa Yuan invited the two into the wooden pavilion.

There was a cold wind outside the pavilion, and it was very cold.

But inside the wooden pavilion without walls, it was warm as spring. Even the white smoke rising from the incense burner was not blown away by the wind. It was obvious that this wooden pavilion must have been set up by Monk Fayuan with some kind of barrier array to isolate it from wind and frost.

After letting the fat monk leave, Monk Fayuan picked up the teapot and poured tea for the two of them, saying, "I am not very good at making tea, so please don't be disgusted by my tea, my two junior brothers."

Ye Feng said, "It's a coincidence. Xiao Hong and I are both big and strong men. We don't know the tea ceremony. Good tea is like a cow drinking it for us."

Having said that, Ye Feng drank it all in one gulp.

The word "drinking like a cow" is really well interpreted.

Hong Jiu is also a rough man with a straightforward and generous character. He cannot be a dilettante.

I just felt the tea was bitter, how could anyone define this thing as elegant?

The three of them exchanged pleasantries in the wooden pavilion.

Fa Yuan praised Ye Feng and Hong Jiu's performance in the Yunhai Sect's inner sect battle some time ago, while Ye Feng praised Fa Yuan's performance in the Lingshan Competition sixty years ago.

The two sides praised each other's business.

Although they were all meaningless empty words, Fa Yuan felt relieved.

Compared with the last time they met in Yunhai Sect, Ye Feng's hostility towards himself and Buddhism had obviously dissipated a lot today.

Unlike a few months ago, when people were speaking in sarcastic and venomous ways.

Ye Feng did not ask why Fa Yuan invited the two of them.

He has been tempered for so long that his edges have been smoothed out a lot, and he is no longer as impatient and reckless as before.

Since Fa Yuan called him here, he was most likely here for Sancai and Mingyu. Even if he didn't mention it, Fa Yuan would definitely bring it up.

As expected, after exchanging pleasantries for nearly half an incense stick of time, Monk Fayuan spoke up, "Junior Brother Ye, it was you who bought the Three Talents Harmonious Mysterious Ice Ancient Jade at Jiuzhou Hall today, right?"