Chapter 627: Jueming shattered

Looking at the shattered Buddhist hearts of the disciples, Jueming frowned slightly. This Dao One Sect is becoming increasingly strange.

Send a batch of disciples, and a batch of Buddhist hearts shatter.

Regarding this, the disciples were also silent one by one, not knowing how to explain it.

If it were any other Head, they would definitely be scolded, but Jueming didn't say much in the end, just told everyone to disperse, and then walked into the Dao One Sect's station.

He came here to compensate the Dao One Sect; Senior Brother Juexin didn't want to come, so he handed the responsibility directly to Jueming.

He wasn't stopped; after all, he was a Saint Realm powerhouse, so naturally, he couldn't be treated like an ordinary disciple.

"Master Jueming, the Peak Master and the others are eating. Why don't you wait in the hall for a moment?"

Two Jade Maiden Peak disciples said politely, asking. Jueming didn't care about these things.

"No matter, this monk will just go directly to the kitchen."

Saying this, Jueming stepped toward the kitchen.

Outside the kitchen, he also saw several Putuo Temple disciples and elders.

Seeing them, Jueming was stunned, and these disciples and elders also hurriedly bowed respectfully.

Compared to the Dao One Sect, Putuo Temple values these so-called rules more. Any disciple, including elders, must bow immediately upon seeing the Heads of each courtyard.

It was strange why these people were here, but before Jueming could think much, the rich fragrance rushed straight into his nasal cavity.

"So fragrant..."

The gluttonous worm in his stomach seemed to be completely hooked; he had never smelled such a fragrance before.

He walked into the courtyard involuntarily and saw the group of Dao One Sect disciples wolfing down their food at a glance.

Seeing them eat so deliciously, Jueming couldn't help but swallow his saliva, while muttering in a low voice.

"Amitabha, sin, sin..."

How can a monk have desires because of meat? He hurriedly chanted the Heart-Clearing Mantra.

But under such fragrance, the Heart-Clearing Mantra seemed to have no effect at all.

At this moment, Jueming seemed to know why the Buddhist hearts of so many disciples outside had shattered.

He braced himself to find Until Hong Zun. At this time, Until Hong Zun had just finished the last bite. Seeing Jueming arrive, he said with oil stains still on the corners of his mouth.

"Yo, Master Jueming is here."

"Fellow Daoist Until Hong Zun."

They greeted each other, and Jueming stated his purpose. Until Hong Zun wasn't polite either and accepted the compensation given by Putuo Temple in full.

Jueming should have left when he got here, but the alluring fragrance in the air made him ask in a daze.

"Fellow Daoist Until Hong Zun, your Dao One Sect's food is really not bad."

Hmm???

Hearing this, Until Hong Zun looked at him strangely and asked suspiciously.

"Why, Master Jueming is also interested in these meat dishes?"

Regarding this, Jueming waved his hands hurriedly.

"No, no, no, this monk was just asking casually. I am a vegetarian."

"If you're a vegetarian, why ask so much? These are all meat dishes."

"Hehe..."

He laughed awkwardly and was about to leave, but as soon as he turned his head, inadvertently, Jueming saw several fresh cowhides hanging in the courtyard.

Only the skins were left, but the mark of Putuo Temple was clearly visible on them.

As plow oxen of Putuo Temple, it was very normal to have them branded.

"Fellow Daoist Until Hong Zun, these should be our Putuo Temple's plow oxen, right?"

He turned his head to look at Until Hong Zun with a strange expression. Hearing this, Until Hong Zun didn't change his expression. He certainly knew what Xu Jie had done. At this time, being discovered by Jueming, he said calmly.

"I don't know about that. They were all sent by the disciples of your temple."

"Sent by our Putuo Temple disciples?"

"Yes, right outside the door. If you don't believe me, go ask them yourself."

The ox was brought by your Putuo Temple disciples; as for where it was brought from, then the Dao One Sect doesn't know.

The more he heard this, the more he felt something was wrong, but Jueming didn't say much.

After greeting Until Hong Zun, he left soon after.

It seemed like he didn't intend to argue, but just after mealtime, everyone responsible for monitoring the Dao One Sect and those who went to grab spots at noon were called to Jueming's residence.

In the hall, Jueming sat in the main seat, with disciples and elders below.

"Tell me, what's going on with the Dao One Sect, what's going on with your Buddhist hearts, and what's going on with those plow oxen?"

Three questions in a row. Seeing that they couldn't hide it anymore, the disciples could only confess truthfully.

"The Dao One Sect's food is too fragrant. The disciple has grown up so big and has never smelled such fragrant food."

"The disciple just wanted to eat, and besides, didn't the Withered Wood Nunnery eat too? They are all fine."

"Other Senior Brothers have already recast their Buddhist hearts; we can too."

"The plow oxen are ingredients needed by the Dao One Sect. They said that as long as we provide ingredients, they can give us a chance for fair competition."

Everyone talked at once, telling Jueming the situation. Hearing these words, Jueming's expression was strange.

Just because of a meal, you not only shattered your Buddhist hearts but also actively sent my Putuo Temple's plow oxen to the Dao One Sect to be their ingredients?

You really have a lot of nerve...

But thinking of that fragrance, Jueming couldn't help but nod secretly. It is indeed very fragrant, making one's index finger move.

Even Jueming himself couldn't forget it, let alone these disciples. Looking at it this way, it seems understandable.

And this so-called recasting of the Buddhist heart, is it as they said? If it's true, then this old monk...

He didn't deal with these disciples and soon let them leave one by one.

But at dinner time, a fat monk's figure appeared on the courtyard wall, occupying the best spot.

"That, Head Jueming, you..."

The two elders on the side looked at Jueming, their mouths twitching.

Damn it, you scolded them at noon, and at night you ran here yourself. What's the meaning of this?

Besides, as one of the Heads of Putuo Temple and a Saint Realm powerhouse, isn't it too shameful to lie on someone else's wall like this?

But regarding this, Jueming didn't care at all. Watching Until Hong Zun and the others wolfing down their food in the courtyard, his saliva couldn't stop flowing, and he kept muttering.

"So fragrant, so fragrant..."

Crack, crack, crack...

"Holy crap, Head, your Buddhist heart... your Buddhist heart..."

The sound of a Buddhist heart shattering sounded again, but this time, the many Putuo Temple disciples and elders present all had their expressions change greatly, looking at Jueming in horror.

An ordinary person is one thing, but who is Jueming? One of the Heads of Putuo Temple, a Saint Realm powerhouse, Abbot Juexin's own junior brother, absolutely high command.

Even his Buddhist heart shattered; that's a big deal.

Even if something happened to Jueming, the Abbot wouldn't peel their skin.

Everyone was extremely nervous, their eyes staring fixedly at Jueming, and the sound of the Buddhist heart shattering kept ringing out.

"Head, hold on, you must hold on."

"Head, are you okay? Say something."

"So fragrant."

Everyone was worried, but Jueming only cared about the rich fragrance. It was really too fragrant; how could there be such fragrant food in this world?

In the kitchen, Until Hong Zun and the others were eating while blankly watching Jueming on the wall. Zhang Tianzhen swallowed a mouthful of rice and said in a low voice.

"Won't something happen? This old bald donkey's Buddhist heart seems to have cracked too." ===== CHAPTER 628 =====