Sun Yuanjie carefully concealed his figure along the way, afraid of accidentally bumping into Xiao Feng and that mad monk.
The thought that Xiao Feng's plan would be discovered by the people of the Little Buddhist Temple because of his betrayal made Sun Yuanjie extremely excited.
Since it is not yet a Buddhist festival, ordinary people are not allowed to enter or leave the small Buddhist temple.
Although Sun Yuanjie arrived outside the small Buddhist temple, he did not go in, but stood outside and watched.
Sun Yuanjie waited outside for a long time, and after confirming that he did not see Xiao Feng and the mad monk in the vicinity, he...
He calmed himself down, took out a note he had written in advance from his waist, and looked at the gatekeeper monk standing outside the small Buddhist temple.
"Who are you? This small Buddhist temple is not open to the public at the moment. Please leave."
The monk had just noticed Sun Yuanjie, who had been pacing back and forth outside.
Sun Yuanjie didn't make any further moves, so the young monk didn't say anything either.
“Young monk, I have something very important to tell the abbot of the Little Buddhist Temple. I know that as an outsider, it is not convenient for me to go in, but could you please pass this note on to the elder of the Punishment Hall of the Little Buddhist Temple?”
"The contents of this note are of utmost importance, concerning the most precious treasure of the Little Buddhist Temple. I am truly unwilling to see this treasure lost. I humbly request that you, young monk, help me deliver this note to the Elder of the Punishment Hall or the Abbot of the Little Buddhist Temple."
"Time is of the essence. The Buddhist festival is about to begin. If we don't ask the two of them to take extra precautions, I'm afraid the precious treasure will be lost during the festival. Please help me with this task, little monk."
Sun Yuanjie spoke earnestly, his eyes filled with concern.
Seeing Sun Yuanjie's appearance, the young monk took the note from his hand but did not open it himself. Instead, he asked, "What is your identity, benefactor? Do you believe the contents of this note?"
This humble monk has only been at the small Buddhist temple for a short time.
His master said that he was very wise and kind-hearted, and if he could cultivate himself well, he would surely become a Buddha who saves all sentient beings in the future.
At this moment, seeing the man before him looking nervous and speaking earnestly, the young monk began to have some faith in him.
But since this item is to be handed over to the abbot of the Punishment Hall of the small Buddhist temple, I still want to be more cautious.
"I swear on my own path to immortality that if even a single word of this is false, may the Heavenly Dao strike me down to my death and obliteration, so that I may never be reincarnated!"
Sun Yuanjie spoke with absolute certainty, and the contents of the note he wrote were precisely the plan that Xiao Feng and the others had discussed beforehand. There couldn't be the slightest error.
Sun Yuanjie spoke with conviction.
The young monk subconsciously looked up at the sky, only to see that the Heavenly Dao had sent down a unique wave that enveloped Sun Yuanjie.
This means that what Sun Yuanjie just said is completely true.
The humble monk dared not delay any longer. After thanking Sun Yuanjie hastily, he hurriedly took the note and rushed to the punishment hall.
"Elder Wuwei, Elder Wuwei—"
The young monk was quite unconventional; before he even entered the punishment hall, the monks inside could hear his voice coming from outside.
"Junior brother, why are you in such a hurry? What happened? Do you need to see Elder Wuwei?" The senior brothers in the Punishment Hall pulled the young monk aside and asked.
"Is Elder Wuwei in the punishment hall right now? I have something very important to give him!" The little monk was panting, but he gripped the note tightly in his hand, not daring to delay for even a moment.
"The elder is indeed here now, but because of what happened before, his emotions have been unstable lately. You should be careful not to anger him."
As the elder of the Punishment Hall, he was naturally one of the most feared people among the many monks in the entire small Buddhist temple.
"I know! I have to hurry and find the elder!" The little monk waved to his fellow disciples and ran quickly into the punishment hall.
"What's all this commotion? Didn't your master teach you to stay calm and collected?" The young monk heard the monk's reprimand coming from inside the Five Flavors Monk's room after he entered the punishment hall.
“Elder Wuwei, I have something here from a benefactor. That benefactor swore on his own path to immortality that there is not a single falsehood in the contents of this note.”
"They also said that the contents of this note are related to the most precious treasure of the small Buddhist temple, and the disciple dared not delay, so he quickly delivered the item."
The young monk, still somewhat frightened by the imposing presence of Elder Wuwei before him, quickly handed over the slip of paper.
"A benefactor? What does that benefactor look like? Did he tell you what was written on this note?" Elder Wuwei asked casually.
"He looked very ordinary, with no distinctive features. He seemed to be a monk. He didn't tell me the specific contents of the note, only that it concerned the most precious treasure of our little Buddhist temple, and mentioned that the other party might make a move during the Buddhist festival."
The young monk relayed everything that Sun Yuanjie had told him to Wuwei Monk.
The monk Wuwei found it strange and unfolded the note.
Upon seeing the above content, Monk Wuwei was furious and slammed his fist on the table.
The sandalwood table next to them was smashed to pieces by the monk Wuwei.
"Elder Wuwei, please calm down." The little monk was startled by Elder Wuwei.
"You may leave now. Thank you for your trouble. If this matter truly comes to pass, the benefactor who delivered the message will be our little Buddhist temple's savior!"
The monk Wuwei was furious. He never expected that anyone would dare to covet the relic of the Green Master.
The Qingzhu Relic is indeed the most precious treasure of the small Buddhist temple.
It is important not only to small Buddhist temples, but also has different meanings for all Buddhist practitioners.
Anyone who dares to mess with it will pay the price.
Elder Wuwei directly instructed all disciples of the Punishment Hall to strictly guard the Qingzhu Relic.
The major actions taken by the Punishment Hall could not possibly be kept secret from the abbot of the Little Buddhist Temple.
After learning about this, the abbot immediately summoned Monk Wuwei to him and asked him why he had suddenly arranged for the disciples of the Punishment Hall to guard the Qingzhu Relic so strictly.
Has something happened again?
"Senior brother, look at this note." Monk Wuwei handed the note he had received earlier directly to the abbot of the small Buddhist temple.
After reading the contents of the note, the abbot's expression remained unchanged. He then looked up at Monk Wuwei and said, "Junior brother, you are still too impatient. Calm down. You usually teach your disciples like this, so why do you lose your composure like this?"
Seeing his abbot's expression, Monk Wuwei couldn't help but speak up: "But this matter concerns the relic of Master Guan Qing, and that junior disciple said that the cultivator who delivered the note swore an oath on his path to immortality."
"This is enough to prove that everything he wrote here is true. We must take precautions as soon as possible. I suggest that we suspend this Buddhist gathering for now."
"Or perhaps we shouldn't display the Azure Lord's Relic to the public this time, and instead hide it away first. Senior brother, we can't afford to be careless!"
After hearing what the monk Wuwei said, the abbot glanced at him and then said, "Amitabha, everything is predestined. What Buddhism emphasizes is going with the flow."
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