At this tense moment, several eminent monks slowly walked out from the Chanling Buddhist Sect.
The robes of several eminent monks fluttered in the wind, and they looked like immortals descending to the earth. The pressure they exuded made the air around them seem to freeze.
The leading monk's eyes were like lightning as he swept coldly over Ye Chen and Xiao Wuhen.
"Who is this lunatic who dares to run wild in my Zen Ling Buddhist Sect?"
His voice was like a loud bell, rustling the leaves around him.
Ye Chen spread his hands, looking innocent.
"Master, with what you said, how dare we act wildly?"
"We just want to meet your Buddha and have a good chat about life and our ideals."
"Who knew that you little monks were so vicious and ferocious that you didn't inform us?"
Ye Chen shook his head and pouted, looking aggrieved.
"Yes, we have no intention of offending you. We just want to see the Buddha."
Xiao Wuhen also echoed.
"How can we see the Buddha just by saying so?"
"If you don't give me an explanation for offending the Buddhist sect today, I will suppress you in the Buddhist sect and make you repent for a hundred years!"
The monk's tone was cold and full of unquestionable majesty.
"Tell the old monk that Ye Chen from Zhongzhou is coming to visit, and he will naturally meet us."
Ye Chen raised his chin slightly, looking confident.
"How dare you repeatedly offend Buddhism!"
The leading monk snorted coldly.
"You two should repent for a hundred years in my Buddhist sect!"
As he spoke, he waved his hand and a powerful pressure from an immortal burst out, trying to suppress Ye Chen and Xiao Wuhen.
At this moment, a peaceful voice came from the deepest part of the Zen Ling Buddhist Sect.
"Let them in."
Although the sound was not loud, it was clearly heard throughout the entire Zen Ling Buddhist sect.
When the leading monk heard this voice, his face changed and he immediately withdrew his pressure.
"Follow the Buddha's command."
The monk put his hands together and bowed respectfully towards the deepest part of Buddhism.
The other monks also had expressions of horror on their faces. The Buddha actually wanted to meet these two young men.
"Well, I'll just say your Buddha will see me."
Ye Chen chuckled, his face full of smugness, and he looked like he really deserved a beating.
When the monks heard what Ye Chen said, their faces turned unhappy.
"Young man, don't be arrogant. Just because the Buddha sees you doesn't mean you can do whatever you want."
The monk frowned, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.
"Even if you enter this door, you must be careful with your words and actions, otherwise the Buddha will blame you and no one will be able to save you."
Another senior monk also said with a frown.
The leading monk turned his back to Ye Chen and Xiao Wuhen, said nothing, but his face was full of anger.
His back was tall and majestic, as if silently warning Ye Chen and Xiao Wuhen.
"Brother Ye, it's better to keep a low profile."
Xiao Wuhen looked at him helplessly, secretly worried that Ye Chen's arrogance would cause unnecessary trouble.
Ye Chen curled his lips and said no more.
"Two donors, please follow me."
The leading monk suppressed his anger, took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards the depths of the Zen Ling Buddhist Sect.
Ye Chen and Xiao Wuhen looked at each other and followed several monks into the Buddhist sect.
Inside the Buddhist sect, temples and pavilions are arranged in an orderly manner, and the golden glazed tiles shine with mysterious light in the sun.
The ancient trees are towering, the air is filled with mist, and the melodious sound of bells from time to time adds a touch of mystery to the atmosphere.
After passing through several quiet corridors, they arrived at a hall in the deepest part of the Buddhist sect.
Several monks stopped and signaled Ye Chen and Xiao Wuhen to go in alone.
Ye Chen and Xiao Wuhen walked into the hall together.
The door closed automatically.
The hall is solemn and dignified, with exquisite Buddhist murals painted on the walls and the curling sandalwood incense making people calm their minds.
An old man wearing a cassock and with a kind face was sitting on a cushion with his back to them, emitting a soft Buddhist light.
"Junior Ye Chen (Xiao Wuhen) pays homage to the Buddha."
Ye Chen and Xiao Wuhen saluted respectfully.
The Buddha turned around, nodded slightly, and gestured for them to sit down on the cushions.
He did not ask Ye Chen and Xiao Wuhen why they wanted to see him.
Xiao Wuhen sat cross-legged and upright, looking respectful and reserved.
Ye Chen sat casually on the mat, with one leg crossed and the other stretched out, looking nonchalant.
There was an unruly look in his eyes, and he was not intimidated by the Buddha's majesty at all.
His eyes were fixed on the Buddha, sizing him up and down. He thought to himself: This old monk really looks like a great and enlightened monk when he gets serious!
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