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While Chen Ping'an was accompanying Song Chufeng shopping, Holy Monk Wuchan had already bid farewell to everyone and set foot on the road to Yinlong Temple.

Monk Wuchan didn't know much about the island country, so when he left, he took Fatty Wang with him who had nothing to do and asked him to send him there.

Yinlong Temple is the largest temple in the island country and the birthplace of Buddhism in the island country.

The abbots of almost all other temples originate from Yinlong Temple.

Therefore, Yinlong Temple is equivalent to a holy place for Buddhism, and the incense is naturally extremely strong.

Coincidentally, today happens to be the day when Yinlong Temple gives lectures every half month.

Therefore, Yinlong Temple, which is always popular on weekdays, is even more crowded today.

Just because the person who is giving the lecture today is the head lecturer of Yinlong Temple and is also the host of Yinlong Temple.

The car slowly stopped in front of a staircase consisting of hundreds of steps that led directly to the top of the mountain.

"Holy Monk Wuchan, this is the entrance to Yinlong Temple. Do you want me to accompany you in?" Fatty Wang looked at Monk Wuchan respectfully and asked.

"Amitabha, I won't trouble the donor. I can go on the next road by myself." Saint Monk Wuchan clasped his hands together, with a kind smile on his face, and replied lightly.

"Since this is your decision, I won't force it. I'd like you to translate it into the island country's language for you." Fatty Wang heard this and took out a translator.

"There is no need for this, I know the language of the island country."

Monk Wu Zen came here to lecture on the Buddhist scriptures with the monks of Yinlong Temple. He couldn't understand the language and how to teach the scriptures. Therefore, he had already learned the language of the island country before coming to the island country and understood it thoroughly, because the Buddhist scriptures are still relatively complicated. If you are not proficient in the other party's language, it is easy to fail to convey your meaning.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you below."

Fatty Wang was quite surprised when he heard this, but he did not express it, but responded respectfully.

Although he didn't know how powerful the old monk in front of him was, Chen Ping'an and Qian Zhenyu were already aware of the identity of the holy monk Wu Chan from their attitude towards him, so they did not dare to offend him.

Seeing this, Holy Monk Wuchan said nothing more, then turned around and stepped onto the steps, his pace was neither fast nor slow, one step at a time, one step at a time.

The holy monk Wu Zen didn't walk very fast, so it took him more than 20 minutes to reach the top. He saw the pure gold plaque hanging on the main entrance of the temple with the three characters "Yinlong Temple" written on it, as well as the spotless interior of the main entrance. , orderly, elegant and magnificent building.

There are three entrances to the main entrance of Yinlong Temple. The center is the largest, fully four meters high, followed by the two sides, which are three meters high and two meters high respectively.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the long queues of pilgrims on the left and right sides.

At the three-meter-high entrance on the left, there are a large number of pilgrims who are luxuriously dressed and whose speech and behavior reveal nobility. These people are often accompanied by a large number of monks, or in other words, laughing with them.

The two-meter-high door on the right is filled with ordinary pilgrims who are dressed in ordinary clothes and speak and behave in a market-like manner.

There were more than a hundred people lined up outside the two doors, and the queue was tens of meters long. But even though there were so many pilgrims, the largest and most imposing door in the middle was empty.

This puzzled the holy monk Wu Zen, because in his eyes, the function of the door is to let people pass through, so why is there no one in the middle?

Thinking of this, Holy Monk Wu Zen slightly tidied up his clothes that had been washed and discolored, as well as his cassock with a few patches. He hung his left hand in front of his chest, chanted the Buddha's name silently, and walked slowly towards the main entrance.

"Stop, where does this wild monk come from? He doesn't even know the rules of Yinlong Temple?!"

Just when Holy Monk Wuchan was about to step through the main gate, the two monks inside the main gate stopped him and shouted sharply!

"Old monk, whose name is Wuchan, comes from China. I heard that the first Buddhist scriptures taught by Yinlong Temple were profound, so I came here to discuss it."

"As for the rules you two mentioned, I naturally don't know about it when I first come to this treasure land. I hope you can forgive me."

Monk Wuchan was not angry, but looked at each other with a smile and explained slowly.