After the opening ceremony was over.
Lin Mo had been staying at his villa, ‘The Stream of Clouds’, to train intensively.
As the Grand Tournament was approaching, one more point of improvement would increase the possibility of advancing to the next level.
On top of the pine and cypress branches in the backyard.
Lin Mo sat with his legs crossed, his palms closed in a circle and his eyes tightly shut.
Within his body, the Creation Dictate was aided by the Daoist’s Free and Easy Dictate.
The dense spiritual qi that was carried around nourished every corner of his body.
With each small cycle of the spiritual qi running, Lin Mo’s aura solidified a few points.
It was not until the slight sound of footsteps came from the distance.
He was slowly opening his eyes.
Seeing his wife coming over, Lin Mo calmed down his cultivation and with a leap he landed firmly on the ground from atop a tree branch more than ten metres high.
“Husband outside, there are two monks who say they are looking for you.”
“Monks?”
Lin Mo’s thoughts quickly turned, as far as he could remember, the only monks he had ever met were Little Shamiya Du Qi.
With his doubts, Lin Mo slowly walked out of the backyard.
When he arrived at the front courtyard.
Inside the pavilion, there were two men dressed in robes, who were wearing the wind and dust, standing quietly.
When Lin Mo approached.
The old monk in the front was greeted with pure Buddhist aura around him.
“Amitabha Buddha, Master Lin is well!
My poor monk, the presiding officer of the Southern Cloud Temple, Bitter Chi.
This is the inferior disciple, Du Er.”
Accompanied by Bitter Chi, he folded his hands and trampled on the Buddhist salute.
In a trance, a faint golden light suddenly gushed out around him.
As the golden light continued to drift, it surprisingly coalesced into a ten-foot tall Buddha statue in an instant, before he bent slightly towards the front.
Seeing this scene, Lin Mo’s eyes widened with shock as he hurriedly dodged out of the way.
This was an attained monk!
Immediately afterwards, Lin Mo also hurriedly returned the salute.
“Bitter Chi Holy Monk, a pleasure to meet you!”
With that Lin Mo went forward to prepare tea.
Only before he could turn around, he was stopped by Master Bitterness Chi.
“Master Lin, there is no need to bother.
The poor monk has only come here to thank the monk in person, for taking care of his persistent disciple, Du Qi.”
Karma?
It was only at this time that Lin Mo reacted.
No wonder when he heard of the Southern Cloud Temple, he still felt some familiarity.
Unexpectedly, the get senior monk in front of him was actually the little sama’s master.
“You’re welcome, Master, Du Qi and I are also close friends.
There is nothing to take care of or not to take care of.”
“Moreover, the rock-solid heart of Du Qi Yu Dao is also an example for my generation to learn from.”
Across the table, Master Bitter Chi merely smiled faintly.
“My recalcitrant disciple is just a stick in the mud, and deserves no such boast.”
With that, he took out a sutra from his bosom and handed it to Lin Mo.
“A small token of appreciation from the poor monk, I hope that the monk will not dislike it.”
And just when Lin Mo was about to refuse.
Behind Master Bitterness Chi, the golden light of the Buddha’s imaginary image instantly surged towards the ancient scripture, finally converging into the word Jing.
It flashed in the blink of an eye, and then it disappeared into Lin Mo’s brow, disappearing.
In the next second, he could clearly feel that his mind was then extraordinarily calm.
Although he did not know what the golden word ‘Jing’ was.
But Lin Mo also understood that the other party was definitely not harming him.
The same could not be shirked.
“Master Lin, then my master and disciple will not bother you.
Farewell!”
With that, Bitterness Chi simply turned around and left.
And behind him, that martial monk Du’er, who had never spoken, made a one-handed salute to Lin Mo before doing so.
He also followed Master Bitterness and left together.
In a few strides, the master and disciple disappeared directly from sight.
“Master, why didn’t you tell that Lin Mo?”
With his disciple’s question, Master Bitterness Chi suddenly stopped in his tracks.
“Tell what? Doom and gloom?
Grandmaster Lin is originally a person of heavenly fortune plus.”
“This is both his creation and his tribulation.
It is his destiny! This calamity must be tided over by him.
To give him a ‘quiet’ is also to leave a good karma for the crossing of the disease.”
“It is the disciple who has entered the phase!”