Puren, the head of the monastery of Xiyuan Temple, saw Li Yundong and others leave. After a while, Fakong came in with his palms together and asked, "Master, why did you help him so much? This person has been involved in a conflict with our Xiyuan Temple before, and the disciples have been very critical of him in private. Moreover, he has a terrible reputation in the cultivation world now. If we contact him, will he..."

Before he could finish his words, Puren looked up at the middle-aged monk and began saying slowly, "When you entered my sect that year, I named you Fakong with the intention of making you comprehend that all physical existence is vanity.

"The cultivation of the young disciples is still shallow, and the current world is so complicated, tempting and confusing. I can understand why they wouldn't understand this. However, you have been with me for decades and still don't understand this. It shouldn't be!"

Fakong looked ashamed. He bowed his head and said, "Master, please show me the way. "

Puren stood up and said, "Buddhists thinks that all physical existence is vanity, including things such as the sky, the earth, the mountains, the rivers, and even one's physical body. Only the Great Tao Dharma is real! I don't care what other people think of us, but I have to consider how to inherit and carry forward our branch of Buddhism in the future.

"I've observed the behavior of this Zhenren Li and know he is a righteous person who abhorrs evil. Then, I observed his speech and found out he is a person who is down-to-earth and not the type to boast. Finally, I observed his appearance and found out he is a cultivator who is not greedy for beauty. He also possesses great willpower as he is still a virgin with a Primordial Yang Body even though he is surrounded by beauties and the woman by his side is also a virgin with the Core Yin yin body.

"A person with great willpower and ambition will definitely achieve great things in the future. Regardless of his talent, as long as he has these two points, I can conclude that he will be a great cultivator in the future, and his achievements will be no less than those of the contemporary leaders of every sect."

As Puren spoke, he walked over to one of the windows and pushed it open. Pointing to the big tree in the garden, he said, "However, it is not enough for a person to have great willpower and ambition alone. Look at this tree, even if it can grow into a towering tree, it could still grow crooked. This is true for trees and also for people. If a person has evil intentions, his willpower and ambition will lead to sin in the future. Once such people commit crimes, it will be a hundred times worse than those committed by ordinary people."

Puren turned around and said, "So, I carefully observed his face again and saw him looking steadily at me twice. His eyes were clear and bright, free from any evil thoughts, and his brows were even more righteous. As such, I believe that this person will be a major cultivator in our Orthodox Path in the future."

Puren glanced at Fakong and sighed. "Fakong, you are not the head of the monastery, so you don't understand my difficulties. Although our Xiyuan Temple is well-known in Dongwu, it is far behind the four famous temples. Moreover, the Taoist forces in Dongwu are very powerful. The forces of the Zhengyi School and the Great Six's Sect are spreading here. They hold a gathering of lotuses every four years in the cultivation world, and it will be coming up again soon. If our Xiyuan Temple doesn't secure some strong external aid now, we will not only be unable to cope with the erosion of these sects, but we will not be able to stay safe alone through the future Great Catastrophe of the cultivation world."

Fakong looked puzzled and asked, "Master, why don't we ask other Buddhists for help?"

Puren shook his head and said, "Since ancient times, there has never been a first in literature and no second in martial arts. Buddhism has always been the same. Today, if Xiyuan Temple asks other Buddhists for help, when we beat them in the future they will gossip about us. "

"Let me tell you a story. There once was a woman who wanted to ask Kwan-Yin Bodhisattva for help, so every day she piously recited the names of the merciful Kwan-Yin Bodhisattva to her statue. She recited it thousands, even tens of thousands of times, every day. But one day, her son suddenly asked her, 'You ask Kwan-Yin Bodhisattva for help every day, but if she has a problem, who does she ask for help from?'"

As he spoke, Puren looked at Fakong with a smile. "Fukong, if you were Kwan-Yin Bodhisattva, who would you go to for aid?"

Fakong suddenly understood. He put his palms together and said, "It's better to rely on yourself than to seek help from others!"

Puren put his palms together and said with a smile, "That's right! Instead of humbly begging other Buddhist peers, it's better for us to find some strong reinforcements alone. Zhenren Li is now in a developmental phase. I'm sure that he will be a hero and a world-shaking figure in the future. If not now, then sometime."

Fakong had an expression of admiration on his face as he said, "Master is much more far-sighted than Fakong." However, he seemed to think of something and revealed a strange expression after finishing his praise. He said, "But, Master, aren't you afraid that your disciple will cause you trouble again?"

Hearing this, Puren also felt a little embarrassed. He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly said with a wry smile, "Amitabha, Zhenren Li can only pray for himself."

At this time, Li Yundong was following a young disciple of Puren to the outside of the temple. He said to the monk named Faneng, "Master, where are we going? "

Zhou Qin was one of the world's extraordinary beauties, and Su Chan was also a stunning fox spirit. They could both have a great impact on men, especially this kind of young monk whose cultivation quotient was not overly strong.

Faneng looked steadily forward, not daring to look at Su Chan and Zhou Qin. He kept his eyes focused on his nose, wishing he could seal off all of his senses. When he realized that Li Yundong was talking to him, he had no choice but to respond. "I'm not a master, you can just call me Faneng. I don't know where to go either, but my senior fellow apprentice is a libertine and has always been elusive. It will take a lot of effort to find him."

Li Yundong asked in confusion, "I see your monastery heads all using cell phones. Doesn't he use one?"

Faneng said with a wry smile, "If my senior fellow apprentice gets any valuable items, he pawns them as soon as possible."

Li Yundong was shocked and said, "Is your senior fellow apprentice a gambler?"

Faneng shook his head and said, "No, he doesn't like gambling."

Li Yundong was very puzzled. "Then what's the reason?"

With a strange expression, Faneng said, "You'll know when we get there."

The group of people got into a taxi. Faneng sat in the passenger seat and said to the driver, "Master, let's go to Mudu Hong Kong Street."

Li Yundong was startled, thinking that he had misheard the street name. He asked quickly, "Where are we going?"

Faneng coughed dryly and said, "Mudu Hong Kong Street."

Li Yundong said stammeringly, "Isn't that a red-light district?"

Faneng's expression became more and more strange. "That's right!"

Li Yundong was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth. "Your senior fellow apprentice is in such a place, isn't he?"

Somewhat bashfully, Faneng said, "Yes, he is!"

Li Yundong stared blankly into space and suddenly had a bad feeling. Zhou Qin, who was beside him, also looked shocked and had been struck speechless. It was Su Chan who comforted him by saying, "Yundong, not all the people there are libertines. It's possible that this Great master is there and, uh, staying there for..."

At this point, she could not continue talking.

What could a monk possibly be up to in the red-light district?

Su Chan said with a dry smile, "Maybe he is cultivating in secular affairs."

When Li Yundong heard this, he nodded quickly as if to comfort himself. "Well, it's possible! Of course, there are some experts who are also mavericks."

It was early in the morning, so there was no traffic jam on the road. After about twenty minutes, they pulled up on Mudu Hong Kong Street.

Most of the entertainment venues there were closed in the morning. The street was quiet, which was in sharp contrast to the lights and bustle that had been present when Li Yundong had come last time. Faneng took Li Yundong to wander around for a while and said with a wry smile, "It's not time yet. I can't find him."

Li Yundong asked puzzledly, "Then when can we find him? "

"Maybe after 4 or 5 pm," Faneng said, a strange expression on his face.

Li Yundong asked curiously, "Why only then?"

Zhou Qin couldn't stand listening to this. She pulled Li Yundong aside and said with flushed cheeks, "It's at around 4 or 5 pm that the entertainment center opens."

Li Yundong asked, "Why do they open for business at this time?"

As a girl, it was really embarrassing for Zhou Qin to have to explain this kind of thing to a man. She coughed dryly and said awkwardly, "This is the time when most men get off work. At this time, even if they are questioned by their wives, they can lie about working overtime. Their families will not be suspicious. Therefore, many of these men choose this time of day... you should know this..."

Li Yundong suddenly understood. He replied strangely, "I don't understand, but it seems like you know all about it! "

Zhou Qin blushed and said angrily, "I'm explaining it to you, aren't I? Ugh, I won't tell you next time!"

Li Yundong quickly smiled obsequiously and said, "Don't be so sensitive. I was just saying. "

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something and turned his head to look at Faneng. "Master Faneng, on the other hand, you know all about this!"

Faneng was flushed with embarrassment. He originated from south of the Yangtze River and was fair and clean. This time, his face turned as red as a ripe prawn. He stammered, "I've only heard of such things from Senior Brother."

Li Yundong took a deep breath of cold air and couldn't help sighing. "Your senior fellow apprentice is really a weirdo in the monk world! I don't even know how to refer to him."

Faneng put his palms together. "My senior fellow apprentice's original name is Ding Zonglei. His Buddhist name is Wuhua."

Li Yundong said curiously, "Since he's the disciple of Master Puren, shouldn't he be a member of the Fa generation?"

Faneng replied with a wry smile, "In theory, that's should be so. However, Wuhua thought that the name given to him by my master was not a good one, so he changed it to Wuhua. He took Tang Bohu's poem 'Wuhua, wineless, hoe-free, and field-free' as inspiration."

Li Yundong also said with a wry smile, "It's the first time I've heard of there being such a unique monk in the world."

Zhou Qin, who was sitting to one side, could sense Li Yundong's worry. Obviously, he was worrying that the monk was not a real master. "You don't have to worry about it. Maybe this Great master will be a first-class figure like Jidian. The wine has penetrated his intestines, but the Buddha will be sitting in his heart."

Li Yundong felt relieved after hearing that. He nodded and said with a smile, "You're right. I'm overthinking it."

"It's still too early now. Why don't we come again at dusk? My senior fellow apprentice has always been elusive and we can only find him here at dusk," Faneng explained.

Li Yundong said helplessly, "Well, I suppose that's the only thing we can do."

They waited until four or five o'clock in the afternoon before Li Yundong and the others returned to Hong Kong. At this time, the doors of all the entertainment venues were wide open, just as expected, and decorated with lanterns and ribbons. Many women dressed in sexy and beautiful clothes were standing at the doors and welcoming the guests respectfully. The traffic on the street had increased noticeably, and the well-dressed men kept coming in and out continuously.

Li Yundong looked at the entertainment venues on the street and asked with a wry smile, "There are so many stores here. How can we find him?"

Faneng replied with a similarly wry smile, "There's no other choice. Let's go door to door."

Li Yundong felt depressed. He had never dreamed that he would be returning to this red-light district and having to look for someone from door to door .

Zhou Qin and Su Chan looked at one another with queer expressions. They donned straight faces and followed Li Yundong, trying not to gawp at their surroundings.

Li Yundong and the others went to find Wuhua one by one. After going through about ten venues, Li Yundong became deeply troubled by the heavy smell of cosmetics on the young ladies around him. He couldn't help asking, "There are dozens of properties here. How long will it take to find him?"

Faneng said helplessly, "We don't have any better method. When my master asked me to come here, I didn't want to come, either."

Li Yundong was about to speak when he suddenly heard a noise coming from a venue not far away .

He turned his head and saw an extraordinary building. It was built like a hotel, on which were some big, glittering words: International Entertainment World of Crystal Love!

Wow, it looked very familiar!

Li Yundong took a closer look and saw several security guards coming out. They were carrying a man and being followed by a coquettish woman. Li Yundong looked again. "Hey, I know her. Isn't that Mei Niang?"

As he was about to speak, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the nearby Faneng staring fixedly at the man being carried out.

Li Yundong was stirred by the scene. "This guy is Wuhua, isn't he?"

Li Yundong saw that the man was being carried out by several burly men and thrown to the ground. He was dressed in a gray frock and had a bald head on which a few ring scars could be seen.

Mei Niang stood at the entrance of the shop with her hands on her hips and swore loudly. "You're a bald donkey playing with a woman, and you still want to charge it to an account? You are crazy and even beg for alms from prostitutes now. Are you tired of living? If it weren't for the fact that you're always here, we would have broken your middle leg today!"

Mei Niang's voice was sharp and clear and the monk's clothes were rather conspicuous, so they attracted a lot of attention.

Li Yundong, Su Chan, and Zhou Qin were all stunned. The monk had been badly battered over his head and face, and he lay on the ground, looking dirty. He didn't look like a master at all. Li Yundong couldn't help cursing in his heart, "F*ck, this guy cannot be Wuhua!"

Then Faneng cried out in surprise, "Senior Brother!"

These words sent Li Yundong over the edge. He burst into tears suddenly. "F*ck, this guy really is Wuhua! He is a master in name but not in reality! This scoundrel cannot really be him!"