"Reporting to Senior Brother!" Mingfa lifted his tea, took a sip, and said, "There is actually nothing urgent! It is merely that after finishing my evening lessons and returning to my room, I thought of Jiangchao Temple's challenge ten days from now, and my mind became a sea of thoughts. I thought of how, ten years ago, Senior Brother arrived at Little Gold Temple alone, holding your ordination certificate. Then I thought of how Little Gold Temple's incense offerings have flourished over these past ten years. Now even Changsheng Academy does not dare look down on Little Gold Temple, and has taken the initiative to challenge us on the day of the Immortal-Buddha Grand Ceremony. This... was something this humble monk would not even have dared dream of ten years ago! Amitabha. Thinking of all this, this humble monk could no longer sit still in his room. Little Gold Temple's development over these years is all thanks to Abbot Senior Brother. That is why this humble monk came here to thank Abbot Senior Brother for all the painstaking effort you have devoted to Little Gold Temple!"
"Amitabha~" There was clearly a faint note of flattery in Mingfa's words, yet they sounded exceedingly pleasant to Zen Master Mingyue. Zen Master Mingyue could not help chanting a Buddhist invocation as he smiled. "Junior Brother Mingfa truly understands this humble monk's heart. Just now, this humble monk was speaking before the Buddha of Little Gold Temple's development over these ten years, of the time when this humble monk first came to Little Gold Temple, when there were only Junior Brothers Mingfa and Mingchan. Who would have thought that Junior Brother would be feeling the same emotions? It seems that both your cultivation and mine are still lacking! We remain far, far from the