Chapter 161: Palm-Print Buddha Kingdom, Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss

Yaoxing looked at Li Ting in surprise. "You really know?? It's been many years since I presided over the Chan retreat at Gaomin Temple!"
"Ha, ha, ha!"
Zhao Feng smiled. "I was participating in the Chan retreat at Gaomin Temple at that time, so I had the honor of meeting Master Yaoxing once!"
Yaoxing hurriedly waved his hands. "I wouldn't dare call myself a master; just call me Yaoxing!"
Zhao Feng cupped his fists in greeting, not declining out of false modesty. "Brother Yaoxing, I wonder if we might be able to lodge here as travelers?"
"Sigh!" Yaoxing let out a sigh.
His expression suddenly turned cold. "We do not take in female guests here, didn't you know!"
Zhao Feng was stunned for a moment.
Yaoxing pointed at Xuyun. "He can stay, but you cannot!"
"This..."
"Namu Amitabha!"
Suddenly, a Buddhist chant rang out from outside the door.
Yaoxing's expression changed drastically in an instant.
Yaoxing came to Zhao Feng's side and whispered, "This benefactor, you had better leave quickly!"
Zhao Feng feigned surprise and blinked. "Why?"
Yaoxing's face darkened. "Don't ask why! Just hurry up and leave!"
Suddenly, a middle-aged monk walked through the door.
As soon as he entered, he shouted sternly, "Yaoxing, what is the meaning of this? How can you neglect a pious benefactor? You are forbidden to eat dinner tonight as punishment!"
Yaoxing's expression changed dramatically. "Terrible!"
Yaoxing hurriedly pressed his palms together. "Master Yaohua, this female benefactor wishes to stay the night here, but our temple does not take in female guests!"
"Humph!" The monk known as Yaohua let out a cold snort. "Although we do not lodge female guests here, we can send her to the Qinghe Nunnery three miles away!"
Upon hearing this, Yaoxing's face turned even uglier.
Yaohua sneered coldly. "This female benefactor has come thousands of miles to get here; how can we turn her away from our doors?!"
"But!"
Yaohua interrupted with a cold snort. "No buts. First, let this benefactor and the old master have the midday meal with us, and this afternoon I will escort her to the Qinghe Nunnery!"
Yaoxing's face was extremely unsightly.
Every move Yaoxing made was clearly captured by Zhao Feng's Yang spirit.
Zhao Feng frowned. "What is wrong with this temple? Why does it exude a strange aura everywhere?? This is too bizarre..."
Yaohua said coldly, "Then it is settled!"
Yaoxing could only press his palms together. "Yes!"
Yaoxing arranged a room for Xuyun and then hurried away.
Only Xuyun, Zhao Feng, and Li Ting were left in the room.
Li Ting asked impatiently, "Master, what on earth is wrong with this temple?"
Xuyun was so angry that his beard and eyebrows twitched. "Ask the little brat inside your body!"
"Ah??"
Li Ting scratched her head. "Master, what do you mean?"
Xuyun rolled his eyes. "Stop pretending!"
This was the first time Xuyun had explicitly pointed out Zhao Feng's presence.
Since Xuyun had already pointed it out, Zhao Feng simply stopped pretending as well.

Zhao Feng took control of Li Ting's body and used his own voice to speak.
It was a magnetic male voice.
Zhao Feng smiled. "This junior greets senior!"
Xuyun waved his hand. "Don't give me this senior-junior nonsense, I'm not used to hearing it!"
Zhao Feng scratched his head.
Xuyun said, "Be careful when we eat lunch later!"
Zhao Feng was surprised.
However, Zhao Feng did not ask any further questions. Because as soon as Xuyun finished speaking, he closed his eyes, looking as though he had no intention of speaking anymore.
"Knock, knock, knock!!"
Suddenly, a knock sounded at the door.
Zhao Feng frowned. "Who is it??"
Yet, no one answered.
Zhao Feng felt a bit puzzled.
"Knock, knock, knock!!"
The knocking sounded again.
Zhao Feng grew somewhat annoyed.
He walked over to the door and pulled it wide open.
Then he was stunned.
Standing outside the door was a novice monk only ten-odd years of age!
Zhao Feng frowned. "Can I help you?"
The novice monk gave Zhao Feng a cryptic look and raised his palm. "Someone asked me to give this to you!"
Zhao Feng looked down and saw an envelope.
"Who gave this to me?"
The novice monk shook his head. "I don't know!"
Zhao Feng laughed out of sheer exasperation. "You don't know? Then how can you say someone told you to give it to me?"
"I!" The novice monk was at a loss for words.
He hurriedly covered his mouth. "Cannot be spoken, cannot be spoken!"
With that, he scampered away with rapid pattering steps.
Zhao Feng was amused to the point of anger.
He picked the envelope up from the ground and tore it open.
Instantly, Zhao Feng was startled.
A line of characters was written inside: "This is a demon's lair, flee at once!"
Zhao Feng was surprised.
Holding the envelope, he walked before Xuyun.
"Master, please take a look!"
Xuyun kept his eyes closed and shook his head. "No need to look! Let's go eat!"
"This..."
Without another word, Xuyun stood up first.
He walked out toward the exterior.

Zhao Feng's brows were tightly locked. After a moment of thought, he followed in Xuyun's footsteps.
The two arrived at the dining hall and briefly went through the rituals before beginning to eat.
Zhao Feng held his rice bowl, quietly preparing to eat.
A monk placed two steamed buns into Zhao Feng's bowl and then ladled out a bowl of porridge for him.
After thanking the monk, Zhao Feng prepared to eat.
Suddenly, Zhao Feng opened his eyes wide.
He sensed something familiar.
He snapped his head to look at Xuyun beside him.
However, Xuyun leisurely took a bite of a bun, then leisurely took a sip of porridge.
Zhao Feng looked at the food before him, completely lacking the courage to take a bite.
Because there was actually the scent of Jingming incense within it.
Zhao Feng's expression turned gloomy. "Could this truly be the lair of those people??"
"Hoo!"
Zhao Feng's face turned icy and pale; at this moment, he felt caught in a dilemma where he could neither advance nor retreat.
If he ate this food, then given his current abilities, he would utterly fail to survive the consequences.
However, if he did not eat it...
Zhao Feng looked at Xuyun.
Yet Xuyun was eating leisurely, and the porridge in his bowl was already down to the bottom.
"Zhao Feng! What's wrong? Why aren't you eating?" Li Ting asked.
"There's something wrong with this porridge!"
"What could be wrong with it? If you're not going to eat it, let me have it, I'm starving to death!" Li Ting complained.
Zhao Feng's face was ashen.
He looked at Xuyun again, and then he was struck dumb.
For he beheld a strange and terrifying sight.
Although Xuyun was sitting there eating, numerous tiny transparent figures had appeared all around him.
Those figures were only as large as a thumb. They sliced open Xuyun's stomach and transported all the food Xuyun had consumed right back out.
Zhao Feng was utterly shocked. "The Buddha Kingdom in the Palm? The Land of Ultimate Bliss??"
Zhao Feng could only associate this with such miraculous Buddhist arts.
Zhao Feng stared in astonishment at Xuyun. "I never expected this old monk to have actually mastered the Buddha Kingdom in the Palm and the Land of Ultimate Bliss!"
Looking at the food in front of him, Zhao Feng knew he could hesitate no longer. If he hesitated any further, his cover would surely be blown.
Zhao Feng called out to Li Ting, "Li Ting, we cannot eat this food! If we eat it, we're both goners!"
"Then what should we do?"
"Hoo!"
Zhao Feng let out a breath and said, "I can eat it, I have a way to resolve it, but you're going to suffer!"
"Now, I'm asking you if you can endure it!"
Li Ting rolled her eyes. "What if I can't endure it?"