The miracle doctor comes down the mountain: The beautiful CEO wants to support me

"So, I'm lucky today."

Hearing that Mingkong only showed up once a month, Xiao Yi smiled.

Xuanyuan Yunxi's eyes were always on Mingkong, and he seemed to be listening very seriously.

"Why are you looking at me like this?"

Noticing Xiao Yi's eyes, Xuanyuan Yunxi was a little puzzled.

"You look good... Why, are you interested?"

Xiao Yi asked.

"Although I don't have any faith in this area, it doesn't stop me from having reverence, right?"

Xuanyuan Yunxi said.

"Yeah, I said that too."

Xiao Yi nodded.

"Besides, what the master said really makes sense. A few words, like a trickle of water, seep into your heart."

"It seems you are really serious."

"After all, who can be truly free of desires in life? As long as there are desires, there will be pain. Then the master's words will feel inspiring."

Xuanyuan Yunxi smiled.

"Life is full of ups and downs. Anyway, I don't want to be pure and see through the world. That would cost me my life."

Xiao Yi shrugged.

"...I see you mainly because you don't want to see the world."

Xuanyuan Yunxi could only smile in response.

"It seems you already know me well."

Xiao Yi nodded seriously and continued to feel the power of faith in his body.

He had not absorbed the power of faith from those precious bones before. Firstly, he was reluctant to do so, and secondly, he was worried that it was just the beginning and he did not dare to absorb too much blindly.

Now, he decided to give it a try, after all, this opportunity was rare.

Mingkong preached for more than two hours, and Xiao Yi also absorbed the power of faith for more than two hours.

He was sitting in the corner and actually felt very full.

"Yunxi."

Xiao Yi waved his hand and grabbed Xuanyuan Yunxi.

Noticing his expression, Xuanyuan Yunxi was very puzzled: "What's wrong with you? There is a bathroom over there."

"…Do I look like Sankei?"

Xiao Yi couldn't laugh or cry.

“I’m just a little overwhelmed.”

Xuanyuan Yunxi had a face full of question marks. She really had no idea what Xiao Yi was doing just now.

"Here, there is a kind of power similar to spiritual energy, called the power of faith. I just started trying to absorb this power, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful."

Xiao Yi explained.

"The power of faith..."

Xuanyuan Yunxi was stunned.

Soon, Mingkong finished preaching and disappeared from everyone's sight surrounded by many eminent monks.

Thousands of believers knelt on the ground and performed Buddhist rituals repeatedly, still very excited.

"let's go."

Xiao Yi tried his best to practice his mental skills to suppress the surging power in his body.

"Are you sure you can do it?"

Xuanyuan Yunxi pulled Xiao Yi, feeling a little worried.

"A man can't say no!"

Xiao Yi straightened his back, politely declined Xuanyuan Yunxi's offer of support, and strode away with his head held high.

"That's it."

Xuanyuan Yunxi laughed softly.

“It has to be!”

Xiao Yi didn't even turn his head.

Soon, Xiao Yi and the other person passed through the Buddhist halls and came to the backyard of the temple.

At this time, quite a few people gathered in the yard, many of them were practitioners. Many of them were wearing expensive suits and had alert looks on their faces. It was obvious that they were just guards.

In the Buddhist hall on the other side, there were more than a dozen respected people sitting there, including high-ranking officials and heads of large families.

“It’s quite a scene.”

Xiao Yi muttered.

Without waiting for further words, a senior monk came towards him.

"Donor, may I ask who you are..."

The monk bowed and asked.

"I... am Xiao Yi, and I'm here to pay a visit to Master Mingkong."

Xiao Yi said directly.

"Xiao Yi?"

The monk asked back.

“You are not Burmese?”

"From China."

Xiao Yi nodded. It seemed that the monk didn't know him.

"I'm sorry, our Master Mingkong doesn't see outsiders, let alone women."

The monk apologized.

"What does this mean?"

Xiao Yi was puzzled.

Xuanyuan Yunxi was also stunned. Why was he being targeted?

"You are a Chinese, why don't you ask questions in your own country? Why do you come to our country, Myanmar?"

A young man walked out of the Buddhist hall slowly and stretched.

When his eyes fell on Xuanyuan Yunxi, there were obvious changes.

"It seems that Buddhism in China has declined seriously. I'm afraid there is no one to succeed it."

Another person echoed.

As for the other officials or elders in the Buddhist temple, they did not pay attention to the situation outside.

"First of all, I came to see Master Mingkong not to ask for advice, but for other matters. Secondly, my coming here does not affect you in the slightest, so there is no need to be so hostile."

Xiao Yi said calmly, not bothering to challenge a few strangers.

"Besides, the foundation of Chinese Buddhism is no less profound than your little corner. You might as well open your eyes and stop sitting in a well and looking at the world from afar."

"Ha! You are really eloquent!"

"Where do you think this is? Do you think Master Mingkong can be seen by just anyone?"

The two young men said something mocking.

"Donor, please forgive me. This is the temple rule. Not to mention you, even they, most people can't see Master Mingkong."

The monk quickly tried to smooth things over and lowered his voice.

"Oh."

Xiao Yi responded.

The monk frowned. What kind of reaction was this? Wasn’t what he said clear enough?

"They... they are not them. I am me."

Xiao Yi saw something and spoke again, showing no intention of leaving.

"Boy, do you not understand what I'm saying?"

A young man said disdainfully.

"That has to be said by a human so that I can understand it, right?"

Xiao Yi was not angry.

He came here only for the precious bones, nothing else mattered. There was no point in getting angry or fighting with these people.

"Why, a gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall?"

Xuanyuan Yunxi smiled.

"Not really. They are not dangerous. The main thing is that I am no longer the boy who would start fighting at the slightest disagreement. It's boring."

Xiao Yi sighed, looking very experienced.

"Say it to me again!"

A young man got angry and called them "not human beings", right?

"Master, what's going on? How come all kinds of people can come here?"

A middle-aged man stood up, and the guards' eyes all fell on Xiao Yi.

"I'll ask them to leave immediately."

The senior monk responded, and many monks gathered around him.

"Sir, please leave and don't embarrass everyone."

"I advise you to clarify the situation first. It won't be too late to chase me away then."

Xiao Yi said lightly.

"I told you! That's the rule of our Tianluo Temple! You..."

The monk finally lost his patience.

Just when the other monks were about to blast Xiao Yi and the two young men were feeling smug, the door to the Buddhist temple in front of them suddenly opened.

A high monk walked over, and the monks around him bowed to him. A group of bigwigs in the temple also showed up.

"Master Juemai, did Master Mingkong say who he was meeting with?"

An old man, leaning on a dragon-headed cane, stepped forward and asked, while the others all looked expectant.

However, Jue Mai walked past a few people and came straight to Xiao Yi.

"Big Brother, there is something wrong. I will drive them out immediately."

The monk saw Juemai's gaze on Xiao Yi and spoke hurriedly.

The monks came to their senses and stepped forward, looking at Xiao Yi with unfriendly eyes.

"Go back!"

Juemai shouted loudly, but everyone was confused.

"Finally, someone who knows the truth has come."

Xiao Yi saw something and muttered.

"Are you Mr. Xiao Yixiao?"

Jue Mai asked.

Hearing this, the expressions of the people around changed. How did Master Juemai know this?

"I am. It seems that it is not easy to meet your Master Mingkong."

Xiao Yi said casually.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Xiao. Master only told me about this to reduce the impact. I didn't expect you to arrive this morning."

Juemai raised his hands in a Buddhist salute with a look of respect on his face.