Chapter 396

Sitting on the back of the beautiful tiger, Cui Hao looked ahead. After passing through a narrow and hidden valley mouth, the vision in front suddenly opened up. It was flat. It was a rare basin. It was full of lush, birds and flowers. Many green bamboos grew in it, and an ancient temple was located in the depths of the bamboo forest.

Golden light temple!

When he looked at this ancient temple from a distance, Cui Hao couldn't help feeling a little excited. He smiled and said, "little master, is the golden light temple ahead?"

Hearing the speech, the little monk nodded and folded his hands. "Amitabha... Benefactor, it's the golden light temple before. You two are noble people. Our golden light temple is shining because of your arrival. By the way, introduce yourself. Little monk Kong Kong Kong is the only disciple of the elder in the golden light temple."

"It's Little Master Kong Kong. I've heard so much about him!" Xiao Hui hurriedly bowed his hands with a greeting face, as if I were a Jianghu person.

I'm a real nobody. What did the benefactor say? I've heard so much. It's really hypocritical. The little monk Kongkong thought so much that he was completely inclined to Cui Hao between Cui Hao and Xiao Hui's judgment. Moreover, after the observation of the little monk Kong Kong along the way, Cui Hao is also making decisions between the two people. Moreover, Xiao Hui calls Cui Hao the eldest brother, which also shows his status. Even if he is a foreigner, he will inevitably have some thoughts about being poor and loving the rich. Therefore, the little monk nodded not coldly. Then, when he turned to Cui Hao, his smile was quite bright.

The herd of animals walked in the bamboo forest and were familiar with the road. About ten minutes later, Cui Hao and others came to the front of the golden light temple.

If this scene is seen by ordinary people, it will be shocked and feel incredible. However, this scene falls into the eyes of the four floor sweeping young Shamis at the end of the sheep's intestines path, but it is calm. Because they have seen the same picture too many times and it has lasted for many years. Although these beasts look very fierce, they actually have no wildness and never hurt people. Therefore, there is no need to be afraid at all.

"Amitabha, welcome to the golden light temple!"

Seeing Cui Hao and Xiao Hui jump off the tiger's body, the four little Shamis look at each other. Then, they respectfully salute the two. There is no sadness or joy on their faces, giving people a feeling of no desire and no desire.

Yiye Zhiqiu only saw the four floor sweeping little Shamis. Cui Hao felt that the whole Jinguang temple was not simple. The floor sweeping little Shamis had such a state of mind. It was quite not simple!

Cui Hao smiled and saluted. Looking at the whole temple, he saw an ancient plaque at the door. It seemed that it had been honed by wind and frost for countless years and was a little fuzzy. However, the three big characters on it could still be seen clearly. It was the three characters of Jinguang temple. It was full of ancient meaning, vigorous and powerful, giving people a penetrating feeling.

At this time, Kongkong also jumped off the white elephant. He gave an order with the beasts. Led by the white elephant, they walked towards the depths of the bamboo forest. Kongkong greeted the four little Shamis and led Cui Hao into the golden light temple with great respect.

"Dang Dang..."

Just entering the golden light temple, there was a melodious bell ringing through, followed by a faint sound of chanting sutras. It turned out that it was time to chant sutras. Walking among them, Cui Hao appreciated the ancient meaning of the golden light temple, and there was a strong sense of history. Xiao Hui looked around like a curious baby, and kept asking the little monk empty questions, which made him feel at a loss.

The deeper they go, the more melodious the bell sounds, like a morning bell and evening drum, washing the soul, wiping the dust of the soul again and again, making it crystal clear and free from dust.

Perhaps it was because the monks in the Jinguang temple were all chanting scriptures, and they didn't meet one along the way. In this way, Cui Hao and others followed Kongkong and bypassed a Buddhist hall. Finally, they came to an ordinary thatched house wrapped in bamboo forest.

The thatched cottage was very shabby, but it was cleaned clean. At the door stood a big monk with angry eyes, big ears, big ring eyes, eyes like copper bells, muscles like dragons, full of infinite sense of power, and his body exuded a powerful breath of deterrence.

"Who's coming? Give me your name!" the monk yelled at Cui Hao and Xiao Hui.

Seeing this, little monk Kongkong hurriedly said, "elder martial brother Sande, these two are the noble people the elder ordered to see. I specially welcomed them."

"San De, don't be rude. Please invite two dignitaries into the hut."

Just then, a lazy voice came from the hut, which seemed to have just been awakened. However, the voice was very kind and clear, giving people a feeling of spring water flowing and tinkling.

Hearing the speech, the mighty monk's face changed slightly, hurriedly bowed to the hut, and then said to Cui Hao and Xiao Hui, "two distinguished people, please, elder, you can enter. The elder's speech, the poor monk won't hear it, and I'll leave for the moment."

With that, he left the door of the hut with great strides and went straight to 20 meters away. Then he stood still again and continued his responsibility of guarding. In fact, the whole golden light temple is hidden in the mountains. In the past, no outsiders would arrive for many years. This kind of protection is actually useless. However, the big monk still insists on his own work.

With a sorry smile, the little monk Kong Kong saluted, "Amitabha, two benefactors, please follow me in."

Hearing the speech, Cui Hao and Xiao Hui nodded and walked in with the little monk Kong Kong.

The whole hut is very simple. There is only a set of rough wooden tables, chairs and beds. The whole house clearly does not light any incense burner or provide incense, but it is filled with a faint and very good smell of sandalwood. At the moment, on the wooden bed, a kind-hearted old he Shangpan sits there, giving people a feeling that the Buddha sits on the lotus platform.

The reason for this feeling is that there is a golden scroll hanging on the wall behind the old monk, on which there are only two big characters, solemn and solemn, which are Da Xiong.

These two words are powerful and majestic, giving people a feeling of overlooking the world and all sentient beings.

In Buddhism, the word "Da Xiong" is of great significance. It represents all virtue and wisdom. Xiong is to subdue all outsiders. There is an unwritten rule in Buddhism that only real virtuous monks have the opportunity to get the praise of the word "Da Xiong". There was nothing else in the old monk's house, but only the golden scroll, Da Xiong, showed his identity.

"This is a real Buddhist monk!"

Although he didn't know the division of the rank of Da Xiong eminent monk, at the first sight of the old monk, Cui Hao felt this idea in his heart and was determined. Although the old monk looks very thin, he has a holy smell like a lotus. He is muddy but not stained. There is a kind light in his eyes. His face is always smiling, giving people a feeling of warmth, kindness, courage, confidence and joy.

Looking at Cui Hao and Xiao Hui, the old monk was surprised. Then he turned his eyes to Xiao Qi in Cui Hao's arms, but the solemn color on his face gradually became stronger.

At this time, Cui Hao didn't notice that there was a dazzling light spot in the middle of the old monk's eyebrow that could not be seen by the naked eye. This feeling was very much like the legendary heavenly eye.

After watching for a moment, the old monk recovered and breathed out a long breath. Only then did he regain the smiling expression on his face, which was very kind.

When the old monk observed the two people, in fact, Cui Hao and Xiao Hui were also seriously observing each other. Cui Hao's body was strong and his smell was amazing. Although there was still a distance, he sniffed and judged for a moment that the light sandalwood smell in the room came from the old monk's body in front of him!

What a virtuous monk he is. He can smell sandalwood and fill the void.

Aware of this situation, Cui Hao's face became more respectful.