Chapter 684 Sky Falling Pie, White-browed Zen Master

The sudden retreat of the Emei faction was more than everyone expected. Especially for the Demon Sect, at the beginning, Zheng Yin, the god of blood, thought that the Emei faction was playing some trap. When he realized that it was a real retreat and turned around to the green cliff, it was too late to chase him. With the help of the immortals talking about Wuchen and Tianmeng Zen master, the Emei School is as solid as gold and has no fwreds. In the end, the magic group could only leave safely and turn to the West Kunlun Mountain.

After the magic group left, the snowy mountain returned to its usual silence. However, at this moment, it is difficult to have the same beauty as before, because at least nearly half of the peaks of the Snowy Mountains are ruined and scattered.

Just in this silence, suddenly, an old monk appeared above a peak.

This old monk looks seventy or eighty years old, with a thin figure, two eyebrows, white and long, but it does not look strange. Under the influence of the gentle spring breeze on his body, the old monk looks extremely kind.

This old monk is not someone else, but a white-browed Zen master who is one of the three great monks in the world.

"Master Zhong, the old monk knows that you are still here, so don't hide it. Come out!" The white-browed Zen master suddenly opened his mouth, and his expression was as usual, as if everything was not in the way of his heart.

After this statement, everything was as usual. Except for the voice of the white-browed Zen master, which echoed from the sky, there was no other movement.

After a moment, the voice of the white-browed Zen master sounded again, "Master Zhong, do you have to do this? I'm afraid that such a small trick will lose your identity as the leader of the Tongtian League!"

As a result, it was still calm, and there was no other vision.

Even so, the psychology of the white-browed Zen master is still very calm, not shaking, waiting quietly. After a long time, there was still no reaction at all. Now, the white-browed Zen master is a little uncertain.

"Is it true that I guessed it wrong?" Unconsciously, the white-browed Zen master said to himself. While talking, there was a slight golden wave of light in his eyes, like mercury, penetrating into the void in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, the white-browed Zen master searched for a hundred miles nearby, but he found nothing. At this point, his heart was completely confirmed, and Zhong Yuan had already left.

"Alas--"

With a long sigh, the white-browed Zen master waved his sleeves and was about to leave. Suddenly, a voice sounded behind him, "I don't know if the old Zen master is so close. What's the matter?"

There was a spirit in the heart of the white-browed Zen master, and then he completely regained his composure. He turned around and looked at Zhong Yuan, who suddenly appeared behind him. After a while, he opened his mouth and praised: "Master Zhong's good ability, even Guangcheng Jinchuan's treasure has actually been refined into an incarnation!"

"It's just luck! I didn't expect that I would refine in such a short time. Everything can only be attributed to God's will!" Zhong Yuan replied very easily. Then, he asked, "However, I don't think the old Zen master wants to talk to me about the golden ship!"

"What does the old monk think the old monk will talk about with the Lord Zhong?" Zen Master Bai Mei did not respond positively, but asked rhetorically.

"How can I be clear about this? After all, I am not an omnipotent Buddha! However, I also have a little idea. If, as I didn't expect it, the old Zen master wanted to talk to me, it should be the problem of Buddhism!" This time, Zhong Yuan did not open his mouth blindly, but after a little thought, he said.

Hearing this, the white-browed Zen master nodded first, then shook his head and said, "What you said is right, it's not right. What I want to talk about with Master Zhong Meng is indeed a matter of Buddhism, but it is not only a matter of Buddhism, but also the overall situation of the Tongtian League, and even the whole world of monks!"

"Oh? The old Zen master is idle in the mountains and rivers, and does not do vulgar affairs. Is he also interested in this? Zhong Yuan was slightly surprised. He said with surprise.

"Who can really enjoy the mountains and rivers and be free from the world? After all, I am also a Buddhist disciple!" When Zen Master Bai Mei said this, he couldn't help sighing.

Zhong Yuan became more and more curious about this. He didn't know what the white-browed Zen master was going to do. After a little meditation, Zhong Yuan's expression also became solemn, no longer as relaxed as before, frivolous "Do you still ask the old Zen master to teach you?"

"I don't dare to teach!" The white-browed Zen master smiled faintly and said, "Master Zhong is a person who is favored by fate. What he thinks and does is in line with the way. Naturally, he is clearer about the general trend of the world than the old monk and me. What I want to say to Master Zhong is about the future of Buddhism.

"Is the old Zen master going to say it here?" Hearing this, Zhong Yuan suddenly had a vague idea in his heart. Although the idea was very unclear, Zhong Yuan was clear, which was an absolute good thing for his family. At that time, Zhong Yuan became more and more cautious. Involuntarily, his mind was like a vast ocean tide, rushing in all directions.

"Ha ha--" Seeing this, the white-browed Zen master smiled faintly and said, "It doesn't have to be like this. There is no one here except us! The Holy Land of Qinglianyu was decided to give up by the brother of Tianmeng in advance, so the monks here have long been transferred to other Zen temples.

"So that's it!" Zhong Yuan suddenly fell into it, but then he said, "However, we'd better be cautious. If you are not secret, you will lose your body, if you are not secret, you will lose your country!" Although we are not kings and ministers, what we are talking about is, in a sense, higher than that. While talking, Zhong Yuan rotated his hands and stroked gently in the void. The invisible tracks turned into tangible silk threads and hooked each other. Soon, they formed a huge trap and covered them in it.

That is, time, Zhong Yuan and Bai Mei Zen Master completely disappeared from the original place.

"Now, we can negotiate boldly and have no need to worry about being snooped and eavesdropped by others!" Zhong Yuan explained immediately.

"This is an empty prison! Master Zhong Meng is really a very intelligent person. A change of thinking has given a new life to the chicken rib spell. It seems that I'm looking for Zhong Mengzhu to cooperate. I'm really looking for the right person!" The white-browed Zen master praised without hesitation.

"The old Zen master has a good reputation!" After Zhong Yuan's rare humility, he continued, "I don't know what kind of cooperation the old Zen master will have with Zhong?"

Zen Master Baimei did not answer this directly, but asked, "In this Qinglianyu Dharma Association, I don't know how much Master Zhong knows about the intention of my brother Zen Master Tianmeng?"

"Tianmeng Zen Master?" Zhong Yuan was stunned at first, and then he was relieved. Then, he unreservedly said what he knew and the conjecture in his heart.

When he heard some key points, the white-browed Zen master was also quite shocked. The reason is very simple, because he does not understand those, but through the results of his verification of those understandings, he believes that Zhong Yuan's conjecture is also correct.

"Master Zhong Meng is serious. Just by conjecture, he can see the core like this and whip into it!" After admiring, Bai Mei Zen Master continued, "However, there is a little bit that Master Zhong may not know that the old monk is also a participant in this plan from beginning to end!"

"Oh? Is the old Zen master also involved? Zhong Yuan was slightly surprised. He said.

"That's right, because, I feel that this is the last chance that my Emei faction rose in this great disaster. If I miss this time, I won't have this opportunity again. Unfortunately, in the end, it still failed. At this point, the white-browed Zen master sighed again.

"However, this failure also woke me up. I understand that in this great disaster, my Buddhism is still not qualified to be the protagonist, and I can only play supporting roles!"

"So, is Buddhism ready to give up the competition for the leader of the world's sects and continue to develop by assisting other sects?" Zhong Yuan asked a little nervously.

"You're right, but it's not all right. It's just me who chose to give up. Tianmeng Zen Master still chose to continue to dormant and wait for the opportunity!" The white-browed Zen master immediately replied.

"In this temporary dormant period, Zen Master Tianmeng will still choose to stand under the Emei faction and become a firm ally of the Emei faction!" Zhong Yuan asked again, right in time.

"That's good!" The white-browed Zen master did not speak out and said directly.

"Baidu Tieba Sailing Text" So, did the old Zen master choose our Tongtian League?" Zhong Yuan said again.

"That's good!" The white-browed Zen master replied.

"Why?" Zhong Yuan frowned slightly, and his eyes stared at the white-browed Zen master tightly, as if he wanted to see the white-browed Zen master's Yuans magic phase directly.

"Because, I learned about the ambition of Master Zhong from some friends. Although no one has ever succeeded in the sect system built by Master Zhong Meng's intention before, once it succeeds, it must be a system that can last for thousands of years. In this stable system, the rise of our Buddhism, no different from other sects, also has equal opportunities, not now, because because of the shadow of foreign sects, it is greatly rejected.

"So, the old Zen master completely agrees with my idea?" Zhong Yuan asked again.

"That's good!" Zen Master Bai Mei nodded firmly, "As long as Master Zhong is willing, my Buddhist disciples can stand with Master Zhong and fight together!"

"Oh? Just directly fall out with Tianmeng Zen Master, fight against each other, don't you regret it, and don't you flinch? Zhong Yuan forcibly suppressed the joy in his heart like a volcanic eruption, pretending to be calm.

"Not bad! If Master Zhong Meng has doubts, I can break with Zen Master Tianmeng now!"