One person: Practicing all magic skills! The old master was stunned!

Chapter 152 It’s that Lao Junior Brother Again

"Master Tang, the matter is over. I plan to leave for Lingyin Temple today. It has been a long time since I was with Master. If you need anything regarding the Tang Sect, you can always send me a message. I will definitely not refuse any help I can offer."

After sending the message to Tang Miaoxing, Ye Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

Well, it’s been a long time since I last saw Master. I should spend more time with him before going to Nasen Island, so that he won’t say that his disciple is out playing outside all day long and doesn’t care that there is an old man in the temple.

The high-speed rail station was bustling with people coming and going. Ye Qing, carrying a travel bag, blended into the bustling crowd.

He bought a business class ticket, which had a special waiting ceremony, so he didn't have to fight with other passengers for a seat outside. He remembered that when he came down from Longhu Mountain and wanted to go to Beijing, he had no money on him and had to ride in Wang Ye's car. Now he can be considered a good match!

"The train is about to arrive at the station, please be prepared..."

The sound of the radio interrupted Ye Qing's thoughts. He opened his eyes, stood up, and stopped thinking about other things.

Which one is your position?

Oh, it’s on the phone. Ye Qing walked towards the platform while checking his location on his phone.

The moment he stepped onto the train, Ye Qing looked back at the crowd on the platform that was gradually moving away.

Goodbye, Tang Clan!

As the train slowly started to move, the scenery outside the window began to become blurry, and Ye Qing also felt homesick. He hadn't been back for so long, and his master wouldn't beat him, would he?

The high-speed rail was very fast and it only took three or four hours to reach Jiangnan. After getting off the high-speed rail station, Ye Qing took a taxi directly back to Lingyin Temple.

The driver was very enthusiastic. Seeing Ye Qing was bald and going to Lingyin Temple, he asked the young master if he was from Lingyin Temple.

The two chatted all the way, asking and answering each other, and soon sent Ye Qing to the outside of the Lingyin Temple scenic area.

The driver's car couldn't get in, so Ye Qing got out of the car, said goodbye to the driver, and walked inside.

The weather is pretty good today, and since it's the weekend, there are quite a few people coming to the temple to burn incense, and the noise is so loud that it's a headache.

When we arrived at the temple gate, the gatekeeper monk today was still the little monk Baole from last time.

Oh no, it seems I won’t be able to leave for at least half an hour this time!

This junior brother loves to chat the most, and his gossip is well-known in the temple!

Seeing Ye Qing coming back, the little monk's eyes lit up and he moved closer to Ye Qing.

"Brother Baoneng, you're back? There's a lot of talk going on out there now, saying you saved the Tang Clan leader from the Tang Clan Danxi poison. Is that true? Isn't it said that no one can cure the Tang Clan Danxi poison?"

The junior brother is young, lively and gossipy. Every time I meet him, he will chatter for a long time.

Ye Qing smiled and nodded, then said to the young monk Baole, "It's a long story, but it's true. Although Dan Shi's poison is powerful, there is a solution. It's just that I, your senior brother, am more powerful. Tell me, am I powerful or not?"

This kid is actually quite interesting to tease.

The young monk Baole's eyes widened as he looked at Ye Qing with admiration.

"Brother Baoneng, you're truly amazing! Our Lingyin Temple has become famous again in the world of extraordinary people. You can even detoxify the poison of the Tang Sect's Danxi. Doesn't that mean you can detoxify all poisons in the world?"

The Blood Shadow Magic Art does have this effect, so isn't it true that it can cure all poisons in the world?

Thinking of this, Ye Qing nodded to the little monk with a proud look, which made the little monk envious again.

The two of them walked through the bustling crowd of pilgrims and entered the temple while talking.

The temple was filled with incense and the sound of bells was melodious. Ye Qing took a deep breath of the fresh air, feeling the long-lost inner peace and feeling very comfortable.

"Brother, is the Tang Sect's matter very troublesome? You look very tired."

Baole asked with concern.

What could make the powerful senior brother Baoneng look so tired?

"Coming back from Tangmen, I took the high-speed train for three or four hours. I'm a little tired. But I'll just need to rest in my room later."

Ye Qing kept walking, but he was complaining in his heart.

What else could make me so tired? Of course it’s you, silly junior brother. You have too many questions!

Soon, Ye Qing arrived at the meditation room of his master, Master Jiekong.

"Master, the disciple is back."

Ye Qing stood obediently in front of Master Jiekong's meditation room, fearing that something would make his master angry.

"Is that Baoneng? Come in."

Ye Qing opened the door and walked in.

The young monk Baole outside the door nodded to Ye Qing and left.

Ye Qing closed the door casually and turned to walk towards Jie Kong.

At this time, Monk Jiekong was sitting on a cushion with his eyes closed, meditating, twirling Buddhist beads in his hands, with a look of compassion on his face, a Buddhist expression.

"Master, the disciple is back!"

Ye Qing clasped his hands together and greeted Master Jie Kong.

Jie Kong didn't say anything, and didn't even open his eyes. He casually pointed to the cushion beside him, indicating that Ye Qing should kneel on it and meditate with him.

Ye Qing was a little afraid of such a master, and always felt that the master would give him a severe punishment!

Hey, but it wasn’t me who caused unrest in the Tang Sect this time. It was all done by that guy Zhang Chulan. What’s more, I saved Tang Miaoxing, which is such a good thing. So the master will definitely not hit me, right?

Ye Qing knelt obediently on the mat. He was still upset at first, but after calming down, his aura gradually became stable.

In the Zen room, the candlelight flickers and the air is filled with the faint scent of sandalwood, which makes people feel peaceful.

An hour later, Master Jiekong slowly opened his eyes, his gaze was deep, as if he could see into people's hearts.

"Ye Qing, do you know why I asked you to meditate with me first?"

Master Jiekong's voice was deep and rich, breaking the silence in the room.

Ye Qing's heart moved slightly. Although he had some guesses, he didn't dare to say them directly, so he could only pretend to be confused.

"I am a foolish disciple, and I hope Master will explain it to me."

"You've been down the mountain for several months, have you gained any insights?"

Master Jiekong reminded Ye Qing that this little disciple was too young.

Ye Qing pondered for a moment and became serious.

"This time, I witnessed the various aspects of human life and gained a deeper understanding of the suffering of the world. I believe that spiritual practice is not only about self-improvement, but also about cultivating compassion and saving all living beings."

Ye Qing was still full of lies and did not tell his master his true thoughts.

Master Jiekong showed him no mercy and exposed him directly, but a barely perceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the movement of gently twisting the Buddhist beads paused slightly.

"You little bastard, you're still trying to fool me."

Seeing that his master was no longer as inviolable as he used to be, Ye Qing finally relaxed.