Reborn as a beautiful little lucky star

"That's what senior brother said."

Hui Tong was ashamed: "We are just stupid."

"Junior brother, I will order someone to track down the whereabouts of the missing disciples of the Bi Tian Xian Palace."

Huiyuan was impatient and was about to leave after saying this.

"Don't worry."

The presiding abbot held out his hand to stop him: "Listen to what you have to say, Senior Brother."

"What's the matter?"

Huiyuan paused, looking puzzled.

"With the strength of our Lingyan Temple alone, we cannot compete with the disciples of Yaochi Immortal Palace."

The presiding abbot said something shocking: "So, we need help. Senior Zhihui figured out two days ago that the turning point of this matter is a ten-year-old girl."

"hiss."

The corners of Elder Huiyuan's mouth twitched a few times, and he agreed reluctantly.

Mu Xueyan kowtowed to the Buddha eight times, intending to stay a little longer: "Let's go to the yard in front and see the fairy spring."

"Ling Shuang protects the master and is reincarnated."

"Who made him stupid?"

Shi Ling's eyes lit up: "What he said is wrong..."

"fool."

"Master, what's the matter?"

Mu Xueyan put her finger to her mouth and made a gesture to keep quiet.

"Please stay, both donors."

The little girl thought of the spiritual consciousness that fell on her body after she retreated through the door, and her voice suddenly dropped several pitches.

"It's Ling Shuang indeed."

The monk in charge of reception signaled the two to wait in the meditation room while he went back to report.

"No."

The presiding abbot vowed: "I can tell at a glance that it will be found. He only needs to send people to look for it, and bring back any boys who look similar so that the wise younger generations can identify them."

Jing Ling held back and tried to attack me again: "We are looking for the master. If we want to seek the master's help, it has nothing to do with becoming a monk?"

"what's up?"

"Stone Spirit."

Shi Ling was not a bit arrogant: "The old monk's vision is wrong. He can recognize this divine stone."

The sound of the wooden fish stopped suddenly, and an old monk with white eyebrows and beard, kind eyes and a gaunt face, who was sitting cross-legged under the cushion, opened his eyes when he heard the words.

"Hey, can I see you?"

"Will she be the turning point in this matter?"

The monk in charge of reception smiled and nodded, then stepped out of the threshold first and led the way behind.

The mirror spirit laughed and tickled me: "You are like a coward, hiding your head and showing your tail."

"Uh-huh."

Mu Xueyan had always kept it a secret from Qiao Qun, and secretly guessed, "You're wondering, could it be you?"

The wise mage stroked his beard and pointed out the facts: "No one has ever been able to make Ling Shuang lead wholeheartedly. Even after reincarnation, he still left or abandoned me."

"The depth of a lowly Buddhist monk is unfathomable."

The mirror spirit sneered: "In the holy land of Buddhism, there are still a few people who can tell the future. How can you fool people?"

"bad."

"Yes."

Qiao Qun wondered: "When a turtle retracts into its shell, will its tail be exposed?"

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Elder Huiyuan couldn't believe it: "There are at least 8,000 girls who come to the temple to burn incense every day. There are even more on the island. It's like looking for a needle in a haystack to find someone with just these four words."

Shi Ling hid his body, thinking that someone could find him. Unexpectedly, the wise wizard actually saw through his actions.

"You haven't made a bad wish yet."

“Junior Brother Zixuan, you can make noise outside the Xiaoxiong Palace.”

"Uh."

"She will appear in Penglai Fairy Pavilion today, so what you need to do next is to look for her on the island."

~

The little girl was just about to ask who the wise wizard was, but Mu Xueyan hadn't responded yet.

Shi Ling was embarrassed, so he simply hid again and revealed his true form.

The little girl was confused: "What if he has bad intentions and it is good for him? How can he jump into the fire pit?"

Shi Ling was a little puzzled: "Why did he decide between me and your master?"

"Please follow me, two donors."

“Isn’t this too much?”

"what."

Shi Ling was confused: "Why is the monk looking for the master? The master wants to become a monk. Besides, even if he becomes a monk, he will go to a nunnery, not a temple..."

Mu Xueyan said: "Now, is this the time to mind that?"

Before the two of us stepped out of the threshold of the Xiaoxiong Hall, a monk in charge of receiving guests came up from behind and blocked our way.

"Master, please lead the way."

The monk in charge of reception led the two people, turned four times in the front yard, passed through several archways, and finally arrived at the courtyard where Master Zhihui lived alone and practiced meditation.

"I'm not spying on us?"

The little girl paused, a little confused.

"He asked vaguely, so he's going to follow me?"

The wise wizard's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at him with admiration.

The little girl had no objection and agreed happily.

Shi Ling's concerned voice came immediately.

"I'm not a wisdom mage?"

The presiding abbot smiled helplessly: "I just said that the little girl is smart and cute. If you see her, you can recognize her at a glance?"

The wise wizard turned around and looked at Da Qiao Qun with a smile.

The wise mage then looked at Mu Xueyan and said something shocking: "Since Ling Shuang showed up here, then that big brother is not the Lingyan ancestor who died in the small battle between immortals and demons ten years later?"

The little girl looked annoyed and covered her mouth with her hands.

Mu Xueyan pulled Qiao Qunjin's sleeve and motioned me to follow slowly.

When the wise wizard saw the big, white, chubby and pink baby, his eyes lit up with surprise.

Mu Xueyan was unsure: "If it was profitable, I would have taken it long ago, why would I wait until now."

When the little girl heard the seven words from Lingyan Patriarch, she took a long breath and her heart was beating wildly with fear.

"The monks from Qiaoqun Temple are looking for a ten-year-old girl with little fanfare."

~~

The monk in charge of reception stated his purpose and extended his hand as a gesture of invitation.

Elder Huiyun was the first to react and asked the key question.

"Did Elder Zhichen tell me what the little girl looks like?"

Shi Ling sat under his master's shoulder and looked at the old monk with mischief.

When Qiao Qun saw you covering your mouth and laughing, he gave you a friendly reminder.

"This man has been spying on us for a short time."

The monk in charge of reception turned around subconsciously and glanced at me.

The Stone Spirit Soul questioned, "How do we know that the Master will help us?"

"Master Zhihui, please come to the front yard to chat with us two donors."

Before he finished speaking, the three elders were stunned.

"fool!"

"Shhh."

Mu Xueyan was calm and composed. She didn't agree with him, but she also didn't admit it. She did see the slightest bit of agreement.

"oh oh."

"A ten-year-old girl?"

"Except for the Lingyan Patriarch..."

"Senior Zhihui is a high-ranking monk who is good at stargazing."

At the same time, after arriving at the Xiaoxiong Hall, Mu Xueyan, who was kneeling to worship the Buddha, saw a surprising scene in the warning from heaven, and could not help but utter a syllable of surprise.

Seeing that he had gone up, the mirror spirit angrily rebuked him: "I was trying to trick him, but he was fooled by a few words. It's not surprising that he is so stupid."

"Old monk."

"She is the helper we are looking for?"

Mu Xueyan almost burst out laughing: "You also want to know why we are so sure that you will help us."

"You are wrong. My Buddhist name is Wisdom."

Shibao Temple is large in area. The tranquility of the front yard is in stark contrast to the quietness of the back yard with its bustling incense.

The courtyard is quiet and peaceful. There is no sound of wooden fish or chanting outside the Zen room, but listening to it makes people feel calm and peaceful.