The Buddha looked at Ye Chen casually and smiled slightly, not paying attention to his gaze.
He just fixed his gaze on Xiao Wuhen, as if he wanted to see through him.
"Amitabha, my friend is less than a thousand years old, but he has already reached the Celestial Immortal Realm. There are probably less than a hundred people in this immortal world who can surpass him."
After looking at it for a moment, the Buddha nodded approvingly.
This evaluation is already extremely high. You know, the entire fairy world has a population of hundreds of billions.
What an honor it is to be ranked among the top 100 among these hundreds of billions of people.
"Lord Buddha, your praise is too much. I just have a little chance, I don't deserve such praise."
Xiao Wuhen quickly clasped his hands together and said with his head down.
"Old monk, there are no outsiders here, so stop being so hypocritical!"
Ye Chen knew that the Buddha of the Zen Ling Buddhist Sect was a highly accomplished monk on the surface.
In fact, except for not touching women behind his back, he still drank and ate meat.
More than ten years ago, the Buddha of the Zen Ling Buddhist Sect often went to the Wuji Immortal Palace in Zhongzhou to drink and eat meat with the Wuji Immortal Emperor.
Under the pretext of drinking and eating meat, they say that they are doing so in order to better understand the various aspects of life and cultivate the mind of Buddha.
Ye Chen was present every time and remembered his words well.
Unexpectedly, Ye Chen would later use this sentence on Mingyuan.
Xiao Wuhen was shocked and stared at Ye Chen with wide eyes, secretly blaming Ye Chen for being too reckless. It was too unreasonable to call him an old monk directly!
He didn't know that the Buddha also drank alcohol and ate meat, he only knew that the Buddha was an enlightened monk.
"Amitabha!"
The Buddha glanced at Ye Chen, chanted a Buddhist name, closed his eyes, and ignored Ye Chen.
Seeing that the Buddha ignored him, Ye Chen gave up and was still waiting for the Buddha to comment on him.
"Old monk, why don't you praise me?"
The Buddha opened his eyes, shook his head, and said only three words: "It cannot be said."
Ye Chen refused to give up until he got a clear answer.
"Old monk, what do you mean by 'unspeakable'? You need to explain it clearly!"
The Buddha smiled slightly and changed the subject.
"How is your master doing recently?"
"That old man is still the same as before. He can't die."
Ye Chen curled his lips, still dissatisfied with the Wuji Immortal Emperor for kicking him out of the house.
"The two predecessors, Immortal Emperor Wuji and Immortal Emperor Taixu, have profound Taoism and long-lasting blessings, so there will be no hindrance." The Buddha said slowly.
"Old monk, you haven't told me yet! What's going on?" Ye Chen continued to ask.
The Buddha shook his head helplessly.
"The secret of heaven cannot be revealed. When the time comes, you will naturally understand."
"Tsk, just trying to be mysterious." Ye Chen muttered softly.
Xiao Wuhen gently pulled Ye Chen's sleeve, signaling him not to ask any more questions.
"Are you two here because of Mingyuan's matter?"
The Buddha's kind gaze fell on Xiao Wuhen.
Xiao Wuhen nodded quickly, "Exactly."
"Old monk, you ask questions even though you already know the answer!"
Ye Chen curled his lips in dissatisfaction, "Mingyuan was punished by Huikong to face the wall and reflect on his mistakes, and you didn't do anything about it?"
The Buddha smiled slightly and knew what Ye Chen meant.
Huikong obviously took the opportunity to suppress Mingyuan, which shows that he is too narrow-minded.
He also wants to use his ranking on the Supreme List to run for the position of Buddha's disciple. He is not suitable to be a Buddha's disciple.
As the Buddha, he had the power to directly deny Huikong, but he did not do so.
"Young friend Ye Chen, this is the path he must take. It is also a test for him."
The Buddha spoke slowly in a calm tone, gently twisting the Buddhist beads with both hands, with a solemn expression and a distant gaze, as if he had already seen Mingyuan's future path.
"Experience? What about Miao Xiaorou's matter? How does your Buddhist sect plan to deal with it?"
Ye Chen asked, a hint of concern in his tone.
The Buddha smiled helplessly and said, "Some things are beyond my control. They are destined to happen, and cannot be forced."
Ye Chen rolled his eyes.
"Old monk, you've started talking about these mysterious things again. I just want to ask you, how does the Buddhist sect plan to deal with the matter of that girl Miao Xiaorou?"
Upon hearing this, the Buddha sighed and said, "Alas, this is the mortal tribulation that Mingyuan must go through, and the Buddhist sect cannot forcibly intervene."
"Red Dust Tribulation?"
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows with a look of doubt, obviously not believing this statement.
"Why does this sound a bit like something out of those third-rate storybooks?"
The Buddha smiled and did not refute.
"The cause and effect relationship is complicated and can only be overcome by the parties themselves. Outsiders cannot intervene."
"Even if we intervene now, what is going to happen will still happen, it will just happen in a different timeline and location."
Ye Chen touched his chin, looking thoughtful, his eyes flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his mind.
Although he was still a little worried, he also felt that what the Buddha said made some sense.
If all of them can be intervened, then with the deduction skills of Tianji Pavilion, all disasters can be resolved in advance.
"So, Mingyuan is destined to be entangled with this girl?" Ye Chen asked.
"Everything has its cause and effect. The fate between Mingyuan and Miao Xiaorou needs to be faced and resolved by him alone.
The Buddha nodded slightly.
Xiao Wuhen, who was standing aside, listened quietly, nodding and frowning from time to time. He was obviously thinking about what the Buddha said and Mingyuan's affairs.
Mingyuan has to rely on himself now, outsiders can't help, Ye Chen and Xiao Wuhen are no longer entangled with it.
Suddenly, Ye Chen's eyes turned.
"Old monk, can you bring out the fine wines you've collected? Let's taste them together."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Wuhen almost vomited blood.
PS: There is another chapter in the afternoon
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