Chapter 339 Jueming is broken
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Jiu Yu
Looking at the broken Buddha hearts of the disciples, Jueming frowned slightly, this sect was getting weirder and weirder.
Send a group of disciples, and the Buddha's heart will be broken.
Regarding this, all the disciples were silent, not knowing how to explain it.
If it were any other leader, he would definitely be scolded, but in the end Jueming didn't say much, just let everyone disperse, and then walked into the Dao Yizong station.
He came here to compensate Daoyizong. Senior Brother Juexin didn't want to come, so he left it directly to Jueming.
But he was not stopped. After all, he was a strong man in the Holy Realm, so naturally he couldn't be treated like an ordinary disciple.
"Master Jueming, Peak Master and the others are having dinner, why don't you go to the lobby and wait for a while?"
The two Jade Girl Peak disciples said and asked politely, but Jueming didn't care about this.
"It doesn't matter, the poor monk can just go to the kitchen."
With that said, Jueming walked towards the kitchen.
Outside the kitchen, he also saw several Putuo Temple disciples and elders.
Seeing them, Jueming was stunned, and these disciples and elders also quickly bowed respectfully.
Compared to the Taoist Sect, Putuo Temple pays more attention to these so-called rules. Any disciple, including elders, must salute immediately when they see the head of each temple.
It's strange why these people are here, but before Jueming can think about it, the rich fragrance has already hit his nose.
"smell good..........."
The glutton in my belly seemed to be completely aroused. I had never smelled such a fragrance before.
I walked into the courtyard involuntarily and saw a group of Dao and Sect disciples who were devouring food.
Seeing how delicious they were eating, Jueming couldn't help but swallow his saliva and murmured in a low voice.
"Amitabha, sin, sin, sin........."
How can a monk have desires caused by eating meat and quickly recite the Pure Heart Mantra?
But with such a fragrant fragrance, the Pure Heart Mantra seems to have no effect at all.
At this moment, Jueming seemed to know why the Buddha hearts of so many disciples outside were broken.
He struggled to find Hong Zun. At this time, Hong Zun had just finished the last bite. When he saw Jueming arriving, there was still grease stains on the corners of his mouth.
"Hey, Master Jueming is here."
"Fellow Taoist Hong Zun."
They greeted each other and expressed their intention to come. Hong Zun was not polite and accepted all the compensation offered by Putuo Temple.
When he came here, Jue Ming should have left, but the alluring fragrance in the air made him ask out of nowhere.
"Fellow Taoist Hong Zun, your Taoist sect's food is really good."
Ok? ? ?
Hearing this, Hong Zun looked at him strangely and said suspiciously.
"Why, Master Jueming is also interested in these meats?"
In response, Jueming quickly waved his hand.
"No, no, no, the poor monk just asked casually, I am a vegetarian."
"Why do you ask so many questions about vegetarians? We are all vegetarians."
"hehe..........."
He smiled awkwardly and was about to leave, but as soon as he turned his head, Jueming inadvertently saw several fresh cowhide hanging in the courtyard.
Only the leather is left, but the mark of Putuo Temple is clearly visible on it.
As a working cattle of Putuo Temple, it is normal to be branded.
"Fellow Taoist Hong Zun, this should be our cattle from Putuo Temple, right?"
He turned to look at Hong Zun with a strange look on his face. Hearing this, Hong Zun's expression didn't change. Of course he knew what Xu Jie had done. When Jueming discovered it, he said calmly.
"Then I don't know. They were all sent by the disciples of your temple."
"Did it come from our Putuo Temple disciples?"
"Yes, it's right outside the door. If you don't believe me, ask them yourself."
The cow was obtained by your disciples from Putuo Temple. As for where it was obtained, I, the Taoist Sect, don’t know.
The more I heard this, the more I felt something was wrong, but Jueming didn't say anything more.
He greeted Hong Zun and left quickly.
It seemed that he didn't care about anything, but just after dinner, the people responsible for monitoring Dao Yizong and those who went to grab seats at noon were all called to his residence by Jueming.
In the hall, Jueming sat in the main seat, with a group of disciples and elders below.
"Tell me, what's going on with the Dao Yizong, what's going on with your Buddha's heart, and what's going on with the cattle?"
Seeing that they could not hide three questions in a row, all the disciples could only tell the truth.
"The food of Dao Yizong is so fragrant. I have never smelled such fragrant food in my whole life."
"This disciple just wants to eat. Besides, Kumuan also ate. They are all fine."
"Other senior brothers have already recast the Buddha's heart, so can we."
"Farming cattle are a necessary ingredient for Taoism. They said that as long as we provide the ingredients, they will give us a fair chance to compete."
Everyone told Jueming the situation in a flurry of words. After hearing these words, Jueming looked strange.
Just because of one meal, not only did you break the Buddha's heart, but you also took the initiative to send the cattle from my Putuo Temple to the Taoist Sect to be used as food for them?
What a courageous person.............
But when he thought of the fragrance, Jueming couldn't help but nod secretly. It was indeed very fragrant, and it made people move their index fingers.
Even Jueming himself can't forget it, let alone these disciples. Looking at it this way, it seems to be excusable.
And is this so-called recasting the Buddha's heart just like what they say? If it is true, then I...
He did not deal with these disciples and quickly let them leave.
But during dinner, a fat monk appeared on the courtyard wall, occupying the best position.
"Um, Chief Jueming, you..."
The two elders on the side looked at Jueming and said with twitching lips.
You scolded them at noon, but you came here yourself at night. What do you mean?
Moreover, as one of the leaders of Putuo Temple and a powerful person in the Holy Realm, it is a bit embarrassing for you to lie on other people's wall like this.
However, Jueming didn't pay any attention to this at all. He looked at Hong Zun and the others who were devouring food in the courtyard, his saliva couldn't stop flowing, and he kept mumbling.
"It smells so good, it smells so good..."
Kakakaka........................
"Damn it, sir, your Buddha's heart... your Buddha's heart..."
The sound of the Buddha's heart being broken sounded again, but this time, the faces of many Putuo Temple disciples and elders present changed greatly, and they looked at Jueming in horror.
Ordinary people can forget about it, but who is Jueming? He is one of the leaders of Putuo Temple, a strong man at the holy level, the close disciple of Abbot Juexin, and an absolute high-level person.
Even his Buddha heart was broken, so that was fine.
Even if something happened to Jueming, the abbot would not skin them.
Everyone was extremely nervous, their eyes fixed on Jueming, and the sound of the Buddha's heart breaking continued to sound.
"First seat, hold on, you must hold on."
"First Officer, are you okay? You should say something."
"smell good."
Everyone was worried, but Jueming only cared about the rich fragrance. It was really too fragrant. How could there be such fragrant food in this world?
In the kitchen, Hong Zun and others were eating while staring blankly at Jueming on the wall. Zhang Tianzhen swallowed a mouthful of food and whispered.
"Is nothing going to happen? This old bald donkey's Buddha heart seems to be broken."
Send a group of disciples, and the Buddha's heart will be broken.
Regarding this, all the disciples were silent, not knowing how to explain it.
If it were any other leader, he would definitely be scolded, but in the end Jueming didn't say much, just let everyone disperse, and then walked into the Dao Yizong station.
He came here to compensate Daoyizong. Senior Brother Juexin didn't want to come, so he left it directly to Jueming.
But he was not stopped. After all, he was a strong man in the Holy Realm, so naturally he couldn't be treated like an ordinary disciple.
"Master Jueming, Peak Master and the others are having dinner, why don't you go to the lobby and wait for a while?"
The two Jade Girl Peak disciples said and asked politely, but Jueming didn't care about this.
"It doesn't matter, the poor monk can just go to the kitchen."
With that said, Jueming walked towards the kitchen.
Outside the kitchen, he also saw several Putuo Temple disciples and elders.
Seeing them, Jueming was stunned, and these disciples and elders also quickly bowed respectfully.
Compared to the Taoist Sect, Putuo Temple pays more attention to these so-called rules. Any disciple, including elders, must salute immediately when they see the head of each temple.
It's strange why these people are here, but before Jueming can think about it, the rich fragrance has already hit his nose.
"smell good..........."
The glutton in my belly seemed to be completely aroused. I had never smelled such a fragrance before.
I walked into the courtyard involuntarily and saw a group of Dao and Sect disciples who were devouring food.
Seeing how delicious they were eating, Jueming couldn't help but swallow his saliva and murmured in a low voice.
"Amitabha, sin, sin, sin........."
How can a monk have desires caused by eating meat and quickly recite the Pure Heart Mantra?
But with such a fragrant fragrance, the Pure Heart Mantra seems to have no effect at all.
At this moment, Jueming seemed to know why the Buddha hearts of so many disciples outside were broken.
He struggled to find Hong Zun. At this time, Hong Zun had just finished the last bite. When he saw Jueming arriving, there was still grease stains on the corners of his mouth.
"Hey, Master Jueming is here."
"Fellow Taoist Hong Zun."
They greeted each other and expressed their intention to come. Hong Zun was not polite and accepted all the compensation offered by Putuo Temple.
When he came here, Jue Ming should have left, but the alluring fragrance in the air made him ask out of nowhere.
"Fellow Taoist Hong Zun, your Taoist sect's food is really good."
Ok? ? ?
Hearing this, Hong Zun looked at him strangely and said suspiciously.
"Why, Master Jueming is also interested in these meats?"
In response, Jueming quickly waved his hand.
"No, no, no, the poor monk just asked casually, I am a vegetarian."
"Why do you ask so many questions about vegetarians? We are all vegetarians."
"hehe..........."
He smiled awkwardly and was about to leave, but as soon as he turned his head, Jueming inadvertently saw several fresh cowhide hanging in the courtyard.
Only the leather is left, but the mark of Putuo Temple is clearly visible on it.
As a working cattle of Putuo Temple, it is normal to be branded.
"Fellow Taoist Hong Zun, this should be our cattle from Putuo Temple, right?"
He turned to look at Hong Zun with a strange look on his face. Hearing this, Hong Zun's expression didn't change. Of course he knew what Xu Jie had done. When Jueming discovered it, he said calmly.
"Then I don't know. They were all sent by the disciples of your temple."
"Did it come from our Putuo Temple disciples?"
"Yes, it's right outside the door. If you don't believe me, ask them yourself."
The cow was obtained by your disciples from Putuo Temple. As for where it was obtained, I, the Taoist Sect, don’t know.
The more I heard this, the more I felt something was wrong, but Jueming didn't say anything more.
He greeted Hong Zun and left quickly.
It seemed that he didn't care about anything, but just after dinner, the people responsible for monitoring Dao Yizong and those who went to grab seats at noon were all called to his residence by Jueming.
In the hall, Jueming sat in the main seat, with a group of disciples and elders below.
"Tell me, what's going on with the Dao Yizong, what's going on with your Buddha's heart, and what's going on with the cattle?"
Seeing that they could not hide three questions in a row, all the disciples could only tell the truth.
"The food of Dao Yizong is so fragrant. I have never smelled such fragrant food in my whole life."
"This disciple just wants to eat. Besides, Kumuan also ate. They are all fine."
"Other senior brothers have already recast the Buddha's heart, so can we."
"Farming cattle are a necessary ingredient for Taoism. They said that as long as we provide the ingredients, they will give us a fair chance to compete."
Everyone told Jueming the situation in a flurry of words. After hearing these words, Jueming looked strange.
Just because of one meal, not only did you break the Buddha's heart, but you also took the initiative to send the cattle from my Putuo Temple to the Taoist Sect to be used as food for them?
What a courageous person.............
But when he thought of the fragrance, Jueming couldn't help but nod secretly. It was indeed very fragrant, and it made people move their index fingers.
Even Jueming himself can't forget it, let alone these disciples. Looking at it this way, it seems to be excusable.
And is this so-called recasting the Buddha's heart just like what they say? If it is true, then I...
He did not deal with these disciples and quickly let them leave.
But during dinner, a fat monk appeared on the courtyard wall, occupying the best position.
"Um, Chief Jueming, you..."
The two elders on the side looked at Jueming and said with twitching lips.
You scolded them at noon, but you came here yourself at night. What do you mean?
Moreover, as one of the leaders of Putuo Temple and a powerful person in the Holy Realm, it is a bit embarrassing for you to lie on other people's wall like this.
However, Jueming didn't pay any attention to this at all. He looked at Hong Zun and the others who were devouring food in the courtyard, his saliva couldn't stop flowing, and he kept mumbling.
"It smells so good, it smells so good..."
Kakakaka........................
"Damn it, sir, your Buddha's heart... your Buddha's heart..."
The sound of the Buddha's heart being broken sounded again, but this time, the faces of many Putuo Temple disciples and elders present changed greatly, and they looked at Jueming in horror.
Ordinary people can forget about it, but who is Jueming? He is one of the leaders of Putuo Temple, a strong man at the holy level, the close disciple of Abbot Juexin, and an absolute high-level person.
Even his Buddha heart was broken, so that was fine.
Even if something happened to Jueming, the abbot would not skin them.
Everyone was extremely nervous, their eyes fixed on Jueming, and the sound of the Buddha's heart breaking continued to sound.
"First seat, hold on, you must hold on."
"First Officer, are you okay? You should say something."
"smell good."
Everyone was worried, but Jueming only cared about the rich fragrance. It was really too fragrant. How could there be such fragrant food in this world?
In the kitchen, Hong Zun and others were eating while staring blankly at Jueming on the wall. Zhang Tianzhen swallowed a mouthful of food and whispered.
"Is nothing going to happen? This old bald donkey's Buddha heart seems to be broken."
