"Amitabha, female donor."

Behind Feng Jiu and the others, a Buddhist language came from a voice that was not unfamiliar, causing Feng Jiuqing to raise his brows and turn around to look. He saw the monk walking slowly with the young monk.

"Master Yijie, don't come here unharmed." Feng Jiu smiled slightly, and it was not surprising to see him here.

The monk walked forward slowly, came to Feng Jiu, and asked, "The female donor traveled all the way to the west and came thousands of miles away. I don't know why?"

"I want to see the holy Buddha in the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect." She said slowly, looking at the monk in front of her, and said: "The Master Yijie knows that I have come from thousands of miles away, shouldn't he refuse me from the Buddhist Sect?"

"Amitabha Buddha, don't dare to precept." He lowered his head slightly and closed his eyes, folded his hands together, and said: "The female benefactor and the poor monk will go in together! The poor monk will introduce you to the holy Buddha." As he said, he stepped out.

Feng Jiu watched him walk forward, came to the Buddhist gate and knocked on the door knocker. After a while, the door slowly opened.

He turned around and said to Feng Jiu: "Female donor, please."

The little monk followed and saw the master personally guide her, and asked her to go first. He couldn't help being surprised, and he looked at the beautiful woman curiously, wondering who she was?How can the master be so polite?Moreover, in Buddhism, ordinary women are not allowed to enter, why make an exception to her?

There was countless curiosity in my heart, but I didn't dare to ask more, so I could only stand quietly behind his master, watching the woman in red and the man enter the Buddhist gate.

After they entered, the little monk asked in a low voice: "Master, did they click the acupuncture points of the two senior brothers under the mountain to go up the mountain? Why did the master invite them to the Buddhist gate?"

The monk looked back at him, did not say much, just said: "Go down!" The implication was that he didn't have to follow.

"Yes." The little monk replied, and did not follow.

"Uncle Master."

"Uncle Master."

The monk took Feng Jiu and the others forward, and the monk he met along the way slowly folded his hands together and called out. After they passed, he looked up at the beautiful woman in red in surprise.

"That's a woman? Why did the uncle Shizu bring a woman back?" a young monk asked strangely.

"Uncle Shi has his own intention to do things, so we don't need to guess here, let's go!" said an older monk, motioning the crowd to leave.

Feng Jiu walked all the way, and there were not many monks who met there, so he couldn't help but think of something about this Ten Thousand Buddha Sect.It is said that there are only a few hundred disciples here, and it is not easy to accept disciples, sometimes only one or two a year.

Looking at this Buddhist school now, it is true that there are not so many disciples like other sects, and you know that what is said outside should be true.

However, walking in it, she felt that the atmosphere in it was so peaceful that her mood calmed down.

Following the monk all the way, when she came to a hall, she looked up and saw a golden Buddha above the hall, and in the middle of the hall, several monks were sitting there with their eyes closed and meditating.

"Female donor, just wait here." The monk said to Feng Jiu, and then walked into the hall.

Leng Hua looked at the front and whispered: "Master, this Buddhist holy light is so dazzling." So that he didn't dare to look directly.

Hearing this, Feng Jiu smiled and said slowly: "This is a Buddhist holy land for hundreds of years. It is comparable to an extraordinary sect. In such a place, it is impossible for the evil spirits to move."