Chapter 678

"These are two highly respected monks in Chenhai area, master Qinghe and Abbot xuanming."

Immediately there are clansmen, gather to the ear of clan leader Luo Yan to remind.

"Two masters, please come inside."

The patriarch Luo Yan's face moved slightly and said hello politely.

Although these two Buddhists may not be able to bring benefits to the Luo people, and even their morality may not be very high, it is very clear from Luo Yan's experience as the head of the clan that such masters are a clear stream in the field of Dharma. They have a good reputation in the Jianghu. If the Luo people are slighted, it will be very humiliating to spread!

What's more, this kind of decent friars can't figure out which branch of Buddhism is behind them. They don't show Fengshui at ordinary times. Once they meet with great events, they may lead to the existence of peerless people.

"Amitabha, you don't need to be polite, benefactor."

Abbot xuanming and abbess Qinghe put their hands together and chanted the Buddha's name. Before entering the inner hall, they looked around and walked through the seats of elders and elders to the quiet corner.

Seven uncles Luo Fei put away a smile, straightened clothes and sat up.

He had been wandering outside before and had dealt with these two Buddhists. He knew that the two Buddhists were not elegant or out of the world. They had passed away in front of them.

Today, there are many masters in the field of Buddhism who have paid him new year's respects. Up to now, he is a little numb. However, the congratulatory words of these two Buddhists are still very popular, and he even secretly expects them.

Just like many local tyrants and dignitaries, they like to have a little relationship with artists and writers. Anyway, they have a lot of face.

Moreover, Buddhist masters, no matter how high or low, are worthy of respect in the hearts of ordinary people. Just look at the subtle reactions of the people around them.

However, when the two Buddhist masters passed by, they did not slow down. They just nodded to him, who was just an old friend.

"Er..."

This makes the seventh uncle Luo Fei who is ready for a kind of elegant return speech embarrassed.

At the same time, the little girl, Luoni, stopped eating melon seeds. She was excited and her heart thumped: "are the two Buddhist masters going to pay New Year's greetings to me?"

She looked around, there is no more identity than their own people ah!

If it comes true, it seems that her daughter will shine in the eyes of the people in the future. Even if she boasts that she is a reincarnated saint and a living Buddha, people may believe her.

"Amitabha! In the world of mortals, we can meet only when we are predestined. At a glance, we are predestined. Goodbye is also predestined. Lord Luoshi and my Buddha are predestined. I'm honored in this chamber. "

Abbess Qinghe is the first to salute Luo Yu.

Since the end of the Jianghuai corpse demon disaster last time, abbess Qinghe has had a dream. In the dream, there is a man full of Buddha nature. At first, the outline is blurred, but later, it becomes clearer and clearer. The more he looks like Luoyu, the more he comes to Luoyu today. Abbess Qinghe talks to himself and is full of Zen.

"Mr. Luo, abbess said that you have boundless Buddha nature. I have already had this kind of enlightenment."

Master xuanming is more reserved, but his eyes are eager.

Every time he met Luo Yu, he felt like he was facing a Holy Buddha. From Luo Yu, he could not feel a trace of dust.

"You think too much. Although I am predestined with you Buddhists, I am not in the same way."

Luo Yu laughs dumbly. They are afraid that they were influenced by the Buddha nature they had discussed with the Buddha.

In the eyes of Luo Yu, the Buddha nature is just a thread, but in the eyes of ordinary monks, it has become boundless Buddhism. This shows that Buddhism is also Tao. In the level of the great road, different paths lead to the same goal!

However, this kind of communication between the two sides has stunned the ethnic people in the hall.

In the eyes of the elders, it is more mysterious and mysterious!

What's more, I don't know why. I feel that the two Buddhist masters came to meet Luo Shuxiang's little grandson, which is a bit of a Buddhist.

"Luo Shuxiang, the little grandson, can he still have Buddhism? Buddha nature?... "

Even the patriarch Luo Yan felt a little incredible.

"Xiaoyu, I think you should talk to two Buddhist masters more." Grandfather Luo Shuxiang is even more proud.

In the minds of most mortals, whether they believe in Buddhism or not, Buddhism is a transcendent existence.

Especially in the Asian region, those great temples and towering temples are always full of incense.

To put it bluntly, anyone who can get involved in Buddhism will feel very tall and can fool the world.

Luo Yu smiles. Since grandfather thinks so, it's up to him.

When abbot xuanming and nun Qinghe left, they also nodded to Luo Shuxiang, which made Luo Shuxiang very comfortable. Once upon a time, such a Buddhist master could not touch the side.

"Well! I don't know where to find these two fake Buddhists. I don't believe that real Buddhists can boast for a young man like this. "

On one side, Luoni's mouth was so high that it was obviously delicious, because her little saint and little living Buddha couldn't blow.

"Although the two Buddhists are noble and upright, we can't rule out that they usually have a lot of contacts with Luo Yu. On the scene, they have the suspicion of deliberately raising this little guy."

The patriarch Luo Yan and Wang Jing look at each other and smile. They both feel that this kind of thing is not far fetched.

They listened very carefully just now. Both of them were in the area of Chenhai.

It is self-evident that Luo Yu is known as the immortal master of Chenhai.

Just as the patriarch was about to take heart, he continued to discuss with Wang Jing about today's magic meeting. Then another Taoist with a moustache, a bad old man and a big eyed girl came in.

"People from the two families of Nanmao and Beima."

As soon as Wang Jing's eyebrows were picked up, he became serious.

He was ready to get up and say hello.

Although there are only three people coming in, unlike the previous warlock groups, the status of "South Mao, North Ma" in China's Xuanmen industry is almost equal to that of apple and Samsung in the mobile phone industry.

Nanmao and Beima are highly respected by the Warlocks all over the world. He is the leader of the martial arts league in China. If he doesn't get the support of Nanmao and Beima, he will have a hard time.

However, Yang Xuzi, Ma LiuYe and Ma Shiya, just like the two Buddhists just now, motioned to his alliance leader and went into the cold corner.

"Mr. Luo is all right. We are here today to attend the surgery conference. I heard that you are also here. I'd like to pay you a new year's respects."

Yang Xuzi solemnly practiced the rites of Taoism.

"Yes, Mr. law." Ma LiuYe held his fist and squeezed his eyes.

"Happy new year, brother Luo!" Ma Shiya smiles shyly.

Then, with sharp eyes, they saw the old man sitting with Luo Yu.

"Is this Lord Luo?" The girl said: "Hello, master Luo, I'm Ma Shiya, a descendant of the Ma family. I wish you a happy new year. This is a peace knot that Shiya usually makes up in her spare time. I hope you don't dislike it."

In front of Luo Yu, she was under a lot of pressure. In front of Luo Yu's grandfather, she was much more relaxed. She quickly gave the old man a magic weapon she had woven by herself.

"Lord Luo, it's just a small gift. Please accept it."

Ma LiuYe smilingly presented a bottle of rare Panax ginseng powder saved during the period of the City God.

"Poor Yang Xuzi, these five emperors' coins have been worshipped for many years under the seat of my Maoshan patriarch. Lord Luo might as well take them back to the town and settle down."

Yang Xuzi gave several precious five emperor coins to Luo Yu's grandfather.

Today is new year's day, but if it's a door-to-door New Year gift, it's natural to respect the elders first.

Moreover, the three knew that the gifts they could bring out could not move Luo Yu, who is now sitting in the valley of medicine king. It would be better for them to make a lively and auspicious scene to please the old people.

"It's very kind of you to give me a big gift from three experts..."

Luo Shuxiang is thirsty with these heavy things. Even if he is a little old man who doesn't know how to do it, it's like thunder in his ears.

He felt a little unbearable and wanted to return it.

"Grandfather, take it if you like."

Luo Yu smiles and nods to the three people.

He doesn't care, as long as grandfather is happy.

On one side, Ronnie's eyes straightened and her teeth cracked. She likes the peace knot made by sister Shiya very much. It is beautiful and full of spirituality. She would rather exchange the pile of gifts she just received on the stool.

The elders present, as well as the patriarchs Luo Yan and Wang Jing, looked at each other. How could the grand Nanmao Beima pay such a kind new year greeting to Luo Yu and send Luo Shuxiang his precious magic tools and medicinal powder?

At this time, there was a commotion at the entrance of the hall, and many masters of magic came in this time.

"He is Zhang huaiqiu, the leader of Jiuzhai village in Wulong mountain and other Shu masters." Seeing the former group, Wang Jing whispered in the ear of the patriarch Luo Yan.

Although most of the masters in Shu are not well-known, lack of talent and learning, and most of them are prodigious, their success lies in the large number of people. At present, hundreds of people are pouring in.

Then there came another batch. Wang Jing nodded slightly and said, "these should be the masters and representatives from Jiangnan. They are Wu Fangtu, who is known as the Taoist in Mayi in Jiangnan."

Jiangnan, like Shuzhong, is also a place of outstanding talents. There are many magicians in Jiangnan. Of course, their level is generally low.

In the twinkling of an eye, the reception hall was too crowded to fill.

The elders here are frowning.

These mobs, most of them, are not qualified to pay special respects to the Luo people.

"Come on, let's say hello to the patriarch for the sake of their sincerity." However, some elders feel that this is the result of the strength of the Luo people, and they are complacent.

However, in the next moment, under the leadership of Master Zhang, Wu Fangtu, Wulongshan Jiuzhai stronghold leader and other leaders, the group found the right direction and crawled down to the secluded corner from the standing posture.

"We have come to pay New Year's greetings to master Luoxian. May master Luoxian enjoy happiness forever and live together with heaven!"

These people spoke in unison, as if the beams of the hall were shaking.

In the face of the powerful scene, the faces of the people here are as black as charcoal. It turns out that this mob has nothing to do with the Luo people. It's also a special trip to pay New Year's respects to the grandson of luoshuxiang.

"I wish Luoxian master immortal happiness forever, longevity and heaven together!"

Without waiting for the elders to call someone to disperse, there was a deafening voice outside the hall.

A clansman ran in in a hurry, full of horror and said: "patriarch, there are more than 1000 people gathered outside, and the surrounding water is tight!"

"What?" Hearing this news, the clan leader Luo Yan and a group of clan elders almost lost their tea cups.

Luo Yu is neither laughing nor crying.

Maybe it's because Master Zhang and Wu Fangtu, with their own resources behind their backs, have integrated the magic forces in the middle of Sichuan and Jiangnan?