The Yun Family's Ninth Child is an Imp!

Master Liaowu exchanged a few pleasantries. Seeing that even the ancestor of the Lan family was unable to see through Yun Chujiu, he could not help but feel a little more at ease.

The ancestor of the LAN family asked again, “May I know the Disciple’s Dharma name?”

Master Liaowu’s face stiffened, and he braced himself and said, “He is a generation with the word ‘Ji’, so his dharma name… Lonesome.”

Lan family’s Master Liaowu:”…”

Master Liaowu, do you think Buddha knows that you are so naughty?

Lan family’s master Liaowu coughed dryly and decided to change the topic. “By the way, Little Nine didn’t cause any trouble in the Zen sect, did she?”?

“That little girl is very naughty. If there is anything wrong, please forgive her, Master Liaowu.”

Master Liaowu thought, the little girl you mentioned is right in front of you! It was a pity that they didn’t know each other.

He laughed and said a few words, and the two of them chatted for a while more before the ancestor of the Lan family took his people away.

Previously, the ancestor of the LAN family sent a voice transmission talisman to Yun Chujiu. Yun chujiu told him that she would stay in the Zen sect for a few more days and return to the Lan family after the Ten Thousand Buddhist Dharma Assembly.

The ancestor of the LAN family naturally didn’t object. If Yun Chujiu stayed in the Zen sect, he would be able to keep track of the movements of the Zen sect in time. After all, the LAN family still relied on the Zen sect to intimidate the other three families.

To be honest, the change of events this time made the Patriarch of the LAN family feel a little uneasy.

If the Zen sect was replaced by the bitter Zen sect, then the other three families might take the opportunity to attack the LAN family. Therefore, he sincerely hoped that the Zen sect could win.

After the patriarch of the Lan family left, he met the Mu family and others one after another. Everyone was a little curious about the newly-made lonely monk, but no one doubted her identity.

Master Liaowu was slightly relieved. However, could this little girl really play a crucial role? First, she didn’t know how to debate scriptures, and second, she didn’t have Buddha’s power. What could she do to help?

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There was a Buddha city less than thirty miles away from Mount Buddha. Because there were too many people participating in the Dharma Assembly of Ten Thousand Buddhas, it was already crowded.

Both the inns and the streets were full of people. All the inns were full of people. Even the firewood room in the backyard was full of people.

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As for the people from the Zen sect, they did not live in Buddha city. Instead, they lived in the Buddha Temple.

The Buddha Temple was located at the foot of Mount Buddha. Not only did the people from the Zen sect live here, but the people from the Zen sect also lived here.

The Buddha temple was divided into east and west courtyards. The Bitter Zen sect lived in the east courtyard, and the Zen sect lived in the west courtyard.

The Buddha Temple was not big, and it did not have a prominent reputation. However, the bitter Zen sect had set the venue of the Ten Thousand Buddha Dharma Assembly here. It was likely that the Buddha temple was their power.

Master Liaowu also hesitated whether he should live in the Buddha Temple. However, thinking about it, if he refused, it would appear that they were afraid of the bitter Zen sect, which would inevitably hurt their morale.

Moreover, he felt that the bitter Zen sect would not resort to such insidious and despicable means. Even if they did, their Zen sect might not fall for it.

Moreover, if they had such intentions, even if they stayed in the inn, they would still be schemed against.

Although the Buddha temple was not big, it was quite quiet and elegant. The meditation rooms were also cleaned very cleanly, and the Zen sect people were still quite satisfied.

Master Liaowu called Yun Chujiu to his meditation room. “Master Yun…”

Yun chujiu widened her eyes. “Master, you don’t even know your own disciple? I’m your precious disciple, Little Monk Lonesome!”

Master Liaowu:”…”