Now that she thought about the power of the Dharma Divine Sword, Marlene still had a lingering fear.
In terms of martial arts, that unruly Drunken Monk was completely worthy of the title of Saint Monk.
However, her words made all the monks in Xuan Bei dumbfounded.
"Patron, are you saying that the person who attacked just now was a monk?”
Xuan Bei was delighted.
"That's right!"
Marlene wanted to say something, but she still said it, It's a monk who drinks wine."
"No wonder there's such a strong smell of alcohol nearby!”
Xuan Sheng sniffed deeply.
Before becoming a monk, he was also an alcoholic and was extremely sensitive to this smell.
This time, Xuandu didn't look at Xuan Sheng to warn him. Instead, he looked at Xuan Bei.
Xuan Bei's expression was very interesting.
From the series of events tonight, he came to a very strange conclusion.
There was an expert in their temple, and this expert liked wedding wine. The strangest thing was that this guy even stole the incense money from the merit box to buy wine to drink.
As the head of Dharma Hall, Xuandu naturally hated monks who broke the precepts.
This kind of scandal would not be known to an outsider like Marlene.
He pondered for a moment and suggested,"Patron, it's not convenient for the temple to let female guests stay overnight. This Penniless Monk will let Xuan Sheng and the others send you back!"”
Marlene rejected tactfully.
Xuan Sheng and the others were not as strong as her, so she could go back alone.
Xuan Bei and the monks returned to the temple with the unconscious Qing Xin.
"Senior Martial Brother Abbot, are there any eminent monks in our temple?”Xuandu couldn't help but ask as soon as he arrived at the Dharma Hall!
Xuan Bei shook his head.
The Cold Water Temple was a branch of Shaolin Temple, and he had built it single-handedly.
They were the first batch of monks. How could there be other eminent monks?
"He must be a wandering monk. He stole the incense money from my temple and saved Qingxin.”
Xuan Bei came to this conclusion.
However, no matter what, the Cold Water Temple's crisis of being destroyed was temporarily resolved because of the mysterious drunk monk.
Even though Xuandu wasn't happy about the monk drinking wine, he still felt relaxed.
Cold Water Temple fell silent again.
Apart from the few monks on duty, some were cultivating and some were resting. The holy land of Buddhism returned to its previous peace and quiet.
In the Scripture Depository, Lin Yun had already fallen asleep after drinking too much.
In the latter half of the night, he would snore from time to time. In his mind, the sound of the system notification did not stop.
"The host has entered a drunken state, and his martial arts cells are abnormally active. He is currently studying the Buddhist martial arts, Tendon Changing Classic, progress 100%!”
"Congratulations to the host for achieving the Purple Pagoda in Tendon Changing Classic!”
“……”
"The host has entered a drunken state, and his perception cells are abnormally active. He is currently comprehending the Buddhist divine power, Divine Limbs, progress 50%!”
“……”
"The host has entered a drunken state, and his perception cells are abnormally active. He is currently comprehending the Buddhist divine power, Heavenly Eye, progress 100%!”
"Congratulations to the host for cultivating the Buddhist divine power, Heavenly Eye.”
" Helping the host to activate the Heavenly Eye!"
“……”
As the system notifications rang out in his mind, a golden light quietly bloomed between Lin Yun's eyebrows.
Very quickly!
An eye that looked like a heavenly eye quietly appeared.
In an instant, the pressure of heaven and earth descended on the entire Cold Water Temple.
Therefore, the sleeping monks seemed to sense something and woke up as if they were having a nightmare.
When he wanted to sense what was happening, he could no longer feel that unquestionable power.
In the Scripture Depository, Lin Yun's eye was smiling as it blinked a few times before quietly retreating with the golden light.
Everything fell back into silence, as if it had returned to its original state.
The next day!
Lin Yun, who had woken up early, went to clean the courtyard and the temple gate.
This was his job.
Before activating the system, Lin Yun hated this job, but now, with his strength increasing, Lin Yun felt that it was a kind of enjoyment.
Lin Yun was still Lin Yun, but his realm and mental state were different.
Hanshui Temple was a famous temple in Suhang City. Many people came to offer incense every day.
When Lin Yun opened the mountain gate, many devotees were already waiting outside.
Everyone was here to snatch the first incense stick.
It was said that the first incense stick burned for Buddha was very effective.
Lin Yun was already used to it.
But Ma Lin 'er and Ma Feifei's group surprised Lin Yun.
Of course, it wasn't because of their good looks, but because of the good wine in their hands.
Lin Yun's nose subconsciously sniffed.
As a drunkard, he naturally knew what kind of wine it was.
1960's Wuliang Liquor was more than 50 years old. It was very expensive and had once been sold at a sky-high price of 980,000 yuan on the market.
And five bottles at once.
Lin Yun smacked his lips and resisted the thought of snatching it.
As the saying goes, as long as the saint does not die, the thief will not stop.
"Saints all rely on stealing heavenly secrets to improve themselves. It's not a big deal to steal some wine to improve their strength, right?”
Some people were sweeping the mountain gate on the surface, but in their hearts, they had already developed dirty thoughts.
Ma Liner, Ma Feifei, and the others also noticed Lin Yun cleaning the mountain gate.
Their eyes lit up and they sighed in their hearts. What a handsome little monk.
Lin Yun's lips were red and his teeth were white. His facial features were tough, and he was a typical handsome man.
Even though he was bald, it didn't affect his looks at all. Instead, it added a bit of divine temperament.
Mao Fei sighed,"Indeed, in front of true looks, having hair is no longer important."”
"Little Master, we want to visit the Abbot. Can you lead the way?" Marlene smiled.”
Lin Yun originally didn't want to agree, but he couldn't go against wine!
He nodded for the sake of Wuliang Ye and led Ma Lin 'er and the others into the temple.
Lin Yun led Marlene and the other two to the place and left, hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to move.
Dharma Hall!
Xuan Bei, Xuan Du, and the other monks were discussing what had happened last night. They were all dumbfounded when they saw Marlin visiting the temple with wine.
There were many visitors who came to the temple to burn incense, but she was definitely the first one to deliver wine.
Xuandu's face was a bit ugly, and he subconsciously said, Patron, what are you doing?"
Ma Lin 'er gestured for Mao Fei to put the Wuliang Liquor to the side and said with a smile,""Master, I'm here to thank the holy monk for saving my life last night. I'm sure the holy monk will like this gift!”
Xuandu's mouth twitched.
Xuan Sheng, on the other hand, stared at the white wine on the ground and subconsciously said,"1960's Wuliang liquor, good wine!”
Noticing Xuandu's murderous gaze, Xuan Sheng's heart trembled. He quickly withdrew his gaze and looked down.
Xuan Bei was the abbot after all. He was much stronger than Xuandu in both martial arts and mental state.
He put his palms together and said," Patron, the person who saved you is not a monk of my temple. I appreciate your kindness. You should take these and go down the mountain."”
Xuan Bei pointed at the place where Mao Fei had put the Wuliang Liquor.
Then, his expression changed drastically.
The five bottles of Wuliang Ye that were placed there just now were gone.
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