"Yu...Yu..." Just as Zen Master Mingyue bowed, the donkey cart not only did not stop, but accelerated. Yuanya hurriedly grabbed the reins of the lame donkey and shouted loudly, wanting to stop the donkey cart! Yuanya was extremely strong, "Scale..." The reins made the lame donkey painful, and he couldn't help but raise his front legs and scream loudly, sounding...it seemed to be answering Zen Master Mingyue's words.

The donkey cart had already lost the balance between the in and out of the balance. Xiao Jian stood in the cart and staggered a little. He simply jumped up from the donkey cart, landed on the ground and bowed quickly: "I dare not, I am just a little Taoist priest, and it cannot represent my Taoism. But today, for the survival of my Taoist lineage, I still dare to visit Xiaojin Temple!"

Xiao Jian's voice was quite loud, but it was hard to hear the sound of the donkey's roaring.

"Go to die!" Yuanya, who had circled the reins, was furious when he saw the lame donkey struggling hard. He shook the reins and jumped up from the carriage first, kicking the side of the lame donkey.

Yuanya's feet were extremely powerful and "sparse", but when he heard the lame donkey screaming, he was kicked down by Yuanya to the side of the mountain road, and fell to the ground with the carriage! Xiao Hua, who was sitting cross-legged behind the carriage, jumped off the carriage slowly. Although his figure was agile, he could not tell anything special.

"Damn it!" Xiao Jian was originally a master, and he bowed to Zen Master Mingyue in a gentle manner. When he saw this, his face changed drastically and cursed, "Ya, this is a donkey cart I borrowed from the tea shed at the foot of the mountain! This donkey is worth a few dollars. If you kick it out, why would you ask me to pay for the boss of the tea shed?"

After hearing this, Yuanya never spoke. Zen Master Mingyue's face turned green first. He glanced at Mingcheng. Mingcheng understood and said with a smile: "Master Xiao, don't worry about any donkey cart, just go up the mountain quickly. Now it's getting late, and the Immortal and Buddha ceremony should have begun! The ring competition has long been waiting for people!"

"Oh, no!" Xiao Jian woke up and shouted, "Yes, Ya, hurry up and drive the donkey cart aside. You will go on stage to compete with these monks in a while! Remember, I will not be ready to go back when I come today! After the arena, I will include this little Jin Temple in my Jiangchaoguan lineage! Is this donkey cart? It's better not to have it!"

"Master~" Yuan Ya on the other side had already raised the donkey cart with one hand. The lame donkey was honest at this time and shyly came to Yuan Ya's side. He actually licked Yuan Ya's hand with his tongue! Unfortunately, Yuan Ya slapped the donkey's head aside and replied to Xiao Jiandao, "This donkey cart is worth a few dollars. Although Xiaojin Temple has some copper coins, we can't live a big life!"

"You..." Zen Master Mingyue's nose was about to become pissed. He looked at the neighborhood. Fortunately, there were not many villagers in Changsheng Town, so he sneered, "Xiao Jian, aren't you daydreaming? What are your master and disciple? Do you think I don't know? Just by your new Taoist disciple, you want to drive me away from Changsheng Town?"

"Hehe, can we just go and see?" Xiao Jian laughed, "But, I think, you should ask Mingfa about this, he seems to have a better mind than you!"

"I only know that I can knock your eyes black!" Mingfa's eyes naturally avoided Xiao Hua, looked at Xiao Jian coldly and shouted, "If you have the ability, do you go to the ring with me to see you?"

"Haha, that's natural. I'll see you on the ring later!" Xiao Jian waved his hand, looked at the crowds in the distance, and smiled, "Mingyue, why don't you take me to the ring? Just drink the dust here. Is this your way of treating guests in Xiaojin Temple?"

"Hmph..." Zen Master Mingyue gritted his teeth in hatred, but he still clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Master Xiao is like this!"

As he said that, he took the tin staff from Mingcheng, led the way without turning his head, and led Xiao Jian and the other three to the mountain road.

In the sky, Shi Chen flew in front of him, looking at the faces of Mo Jianli and others, and his eyes narrowed slightly. The cultivation of these people was just as good as that of him, but Mo Jianli in front of him was obviously much younger than him. The Tibetan Immortal Continent was really hidden dragon and lying on the tiger! However, thinking about the powerful Buddhist consciousness that made him suffocate in the early morning, he sneered in his heart again, stopped in the air, clasped his hands together and said, "Yunlin Temple Shi Chen leads three junior brothers Shi Chen, Shi Jing and Shi Fan, and has seen several immortal friends who have met Confucianism!"

"I dare not!" Mo Jianli was originally behind Zhu Junfeng. When he saw that Ming Yue was not Ming Yue, but the second-rank Yuanli old monk, who flew out of the gate of Xiaojin Temple, immediately flew out from behind Zhu Junfeng and bowed to salute, "I am Mo Jianli, Chongyun Sect, and three nephews Qiu Jian, Li Moming and Ji Dong, as well as Zhu Junfeng, my Changsheng Academy, Tai'an, and I have seen the immortal friends of Yunlin Temple!"

The Confucian scholars and the Buddhist sect met, bowed to each other, and exchanged greetings. Zhu Junfeng looked at Zen Master Mingyue who took Xiao Jian to the gate of Xiaojin Temple in the distance, and many villagers under the arena. He flew half a step forward and said respectfully: "Zhu Junfeng of Changsheng Academy, on behalf of Changsheng Academy, I would like to welcome seniors to my Changsheng Town to participate in the Immortal and Buddha Ceremony!"

"Haha, Master Zhu!" Xingchen said with a smile, "I have never heard of Dean Zhu's name before coming to Changsheng Town. Over the past few years, Changsheng Academy has not only supported Xiaojin Temple, but also sent students to assist Xiaojin Temple today. This has not made Mingyue look ugly. I also want to thank you on behalf of Yunlin Temple! Seeing that the two families of Immortals and Buddhas in Changsheng Town get along so well, I will still come to Changsheng Town to participate in the Immortals and Buddha Ceremony in ten years!"

"Haha, seniors are so willing. Every ten years, my Changsheng Academy invites seniors to Changsheng Town to attend the Immortal and Buddha Ceremony!" Zhu Junfeng said with a smile.

"Well, that's what it should be!" Xingchen also stroked his palm, "I will ask Mingyue to send an invitation to Mo Xianyou every ten years from now on, and you and I will come here together!"

"Hehe, it's easy to say, it's easy to say!" Mo Jianli didn't like to confront Xingchen's words, laughed dryly, looked at Xiao Jian who had not yet walked to the mountain gate, and waved his hand, "Nephew Junfeng, you go and hold a ceremony for the Immortal Buddha Ceremony with Mingyue first. I will say a few words to the Immortal Friends of Xingchen."

"Yes, uncle!" Zhu Junfeng agreed, bowed to Xingchen and others, and took Mr. Tai'an to fly over the crowd calmly and landed on the ring.

"See sir!" As soon as Zhu Junfeng and Mr. Tai'an's feet fell, hundreds of disciples shouted in unison, making them so magnificent that they were almost sank to the ground.

"Haha, thank you for your hard work!" Zhu Junfeng raised his hand and greeted him a few times, looking like Zen Master Mingyue was even more abbot!

"Director Zhu..." A loud voice came from the ring, "I haven't seen you take action for a long time! I heard that today's Immortal and Buddha Ceremony will challenge Xiaojin Temple and Changsheng Academy. You won't take action too, right?"

"Haha, it turns out to be the shopkeeper Zhang!" Zhu Junfeng glanced at him and said kindly, "It's just a matter of a discussion. I'm afraid it's not the turn of Zhu to take action! Of course, if Zhu needs to take action, Zhu will never be stingy! He will never hide his own personalities! Because my Changsheng Academy is the academy of Changsheng Town, the students of Changsheng Academy are the students of Changsheng Town, and Zhu is also a citizen of Changsheng Town!"

"Okay, okay, that's right!" Zhu Junfeng's voice had not yet fallen to the ground, and countless applause and cheers sounded again. Many villagers who had just bowed to the ground and had never seen Confucian methods flashed with piety, and had long regarded Zhu Junfeng as a god who had descended to earth.

Before Master Mingyue arrived at the mountain gate, he had heard Zhu Junfeng's words long ago. He was so angry in his heart. He was even more depressed than hearing Xiao Jian's arrogance that was ignorant. If Master Mingyue's nose was crooked just now, it would be smoke from his seven orifices, and he would be furious! Zhu Junfeng said this, Xiaojin Temple has done so much and is covered. Wouldn't Xiaojin Temple make wedding clothes for others? Who is the abbot of Xiaojin Temple?

Unfortunately, Zen Master Mingyue could not be angry yet, so he could only smile on his face, patiently waiting for Xiao Jian, who was like a pig, and slowly came from behind.

"Mr. Shinchen said last night... it was really right!" Zen Master Mingyue was really convinced at this time. He originally thought that Changsheng Academy was a Confucian scholar, and he had to understand more etiquette than Jiang Chaoguan, but now that the etiquette has come, the thoughts inside are clear at a glance.

"Of course..." Zhu Junfeng raised his hand again and said with a smile, "Today, Xiaojin Temple is hosting this Immortal and Buddha Ceremony, and I, Changsheng Academy, are also here to be a guest. On behalf of Changsheng Academy, Zhu Moujin thanked the Buddhist Sect, thanked the disciples of Xiaojin Temple, and thanked Zen Master Mingyue for his hard work and efforts!"

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful!" Fortunately, although the Buddha's names of the thirty monks are not as loud as those of the students of Changsheng Academy, they are also uniform and obviously have been practiced countless times in advance.

"Amitabha..." Among the villagers who came to participate in the Immortal and Buddha Ceremony, many of them were also pilgrims from Xiaojin Temple, and some were even given by Zen Master Mingyue many times. When they heard the monks speak, they would immediately agree. The whole scene finally became a little harmonious in Zen Master Mingyue's eyes.

"My Buddha is merciful~" At this time, Zen Master Mingyue had just walked to the mountain gate and gently paused the tin staff in his hand. The mind power in his body activated. A very faint cloud emerged from under the tin staff, wrapping Zen Master Mingyue's feet, and then slowly flew towards the arena with one hand raised and bowing his head to hear the Buddha's name.

"My Buddha is merciful..." Zen Master Mingyue's ordinary soldiers did not reveal the cultivation of the Buddha sect. He flew up from the mountain gate to the ring, which immediately stunned many pilgrims. Then the noise suddenly started, and for only a moment, many people bowed their heads and recited the Buddha's name with Zen Master Mingyue. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!