Fajing bowed his head and said: Yes, abbot. ”

The old monk shook his head and sighed: "Idiot, it seems that your chanting is useless, after a while, go to the world with your time, see the world, and broaden your mind." ”

"Go down the mountain?!" Fa Jing raised his head and said in surprise: "Abbot, can I go down the mountain?"

The disciples of Landa Monastery are not allowed to go down the mountain at will, unless their martial arts cultivation has reached a certain level, or their Buddhist cultivation is profound, so that they can not be contaminated by ordinary dust.

If you don't meet these two items, how can you go down the mountain? You must know that the temple rules of the Namada Temple are strict, and you will never be allowed to disobey them.

The old monk smiled and said: "You can't go down the mountain yourself, but with the air, it's okay, the law is not fixed, you need to be flexible, whether you are a person or practice martial arts, you need to have this spirit of vitality, how can you practice this martial arts?"

Kai is, abbot. "The Dharma is pure and convinced.

While talking, the old monk slowly opened the envelope in his hand, took out the plain paper and took a look, and suddenly his expression froze, and his frost eyebrows floated up, as if there was a strong wind blowing on his head.

His thin hands changed rapidly, and Fa Jing was dumbfounded, only to see that his thin hands seemed to be inflated, and in the blink of an eye, they became round and crystalline, as if they were carved from white jade, glowing with a warm luster.

He pinched the plain paper with both hands, trembling slightly, his frost eyebrows fluttering, more and more powerful, his clear eyes became clearer and brighter, and it seemed that the sun was shining on the two pools of autumn water.

As his hands changed, his face also changed, and the wrinkles like dead trees disappeared little by little, as if time had been reversed, and his old face slowly became middle-aged, and then he became a young man.

Fa Jing swallowed a mouthful of saliva, stunned, although he knew that the abbot's martial arts were extremely profound, and no one knew how deep it was, but seeing all this beyond the imagination of ordinary people, he still felt shocked and couldn't help himself.

After a few moments, the old monk became a young man, about twenty years old, full of flesh and blood, radiant, and radiant, and would never believe that he was an old man.

Fa Jing was dumbfounded, feeling that the abbot in front of him was not much older than Senior Brother Kong.

"Abbot ......" He couldn't help but whisper, his tone was faint as if he was moaning, extremely unconfident, afraid that he had seen the wrong person and called the wrong person.

The old monk shuddered, his body moved, and a blood arrow shot towards Fajing, he hurriedly took a step back to avoid it, and the blood arrow sprayed onto the wall behind him, forming a ball of blood flowers.

"Abbot!" Fajing exclaimed in surprise.

The old monk slowly raised his eyes, the flesh and blood on his face quickly faded and quickly deflated, returning to his original old state Long Zhong, everything just now seemed to be an illusion.

"Alas......" The old monk shook his head and sighed, slowly put the plain note on the couch, shook his head and said: "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it......"

"Abbot, you don't matter, right?" Fa Jing asked with concern.

The old monk shook his head and smiled: "A little injury, it's not a big problem." ”

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"Abbot, what's going on?" Fajing asked curiously, and then asked: "What kind of mental method is the abbot cultivating, and he can rejuvenate himself!"

It is amazing that there is such kung fu in the world, and it is amazing that he can rejuvenate himself, he is really curious, and he can't help but ask.

The old monk shook his head and said, "It's going to change the sky...... Fajing, go and call the nine elders and the void." ”

"Yes, Abbot. Fa Jing replied respectfully, and said, "Abbot, what kind of mental method are you practicing, can I practice it?"

"The Great Nirvana Sutra. The old monk said slowly.

Fa Jing immediately shut up and muttered: "It turns out that this is the Great Nirvana Sutra, no wonder, it's really powerful!"

This Great Nirvana Sutra is the secret transmission in the temple, the top learning, but the cultivation requirements are extremely strict, not the foundation of martial arts, but the cultivation of Buddhism.

If the cultivation of the Dharma has not reached a certain level, and the faith is not firm enough, the cultivation of this great Nirvana Sutra will not be achieved, and it is just a waste of effort.

He hadn't heard of anyone in the temple who cultivated the Great Nirvana Sutra, but he didn't expect the abbot to actually cultivate, and he had such a profound cultivation, which was really eye-opening.

"Fajing, don't go yet!" the old monk said softly.

"Yes, yes, Abbot. Fa Jing hurriedly responded, and he bowed down and exited the meditation room.

However, nine old monks and a young monk slowly walked to the small courtyard and entered the meditation room, their steps were light, silent, and their movements were like flowing clouds and water, and they were indescribably chic. ,

The old monk didn't seem to be aware of the arrival of everyone, closed his eyes slightly, slowly moved the Buddha beads, and muttered to himself in his mouth, which was faintly inaudible.

The nine old monks have different appearances, some are thin like bamboo poles, some are round like Maitreya, some are cold like mountain stones, some are soft like spring breeze, and their temperaments are different.

But what is the same is that their cultivation is extremely profound, and their every move is as calm as water, and there is a unique charm between their behaviors.

The young monk has handsome eyebrows and bright eyes, especially his eyebrows and sideburns, like two swords slashing upward, adding a bit of luster to his jade-like face, he is exactly what Li Muchan had seen at the beginning.

"Master, I don't know what's going on?"

The old monk slowly opened his eyes, and his clear gaze swept over everyone, and finally fell on the empty face, and sighed: "It's empty, early this morning, the Mei Shi of the Canghai Sword Sect sent a letter." ”

"Mei Ruolan?" said lightly, "She came to deliver the letter in person, there must be something important, right?"

Mei Ruolan's name has now resounded all over the world, she and Li Muchan both cultivated, and the cultivation of the realm was far better than the rest of the people, although she did not reach the realm of Wen Yinyue, but it was not far behind, this point is deeply understood, they have fought twice. Mei Ruolan is not only skilled in martial arts, beautiful in person, but also shrewd and capable, and she is a Wen Yinyue, she has dealt with several major things for a while, and she has done a very beautiful job, and her reputation is rising.

The old monk shook his head: "It's not a big deal, it's a letter of apology." ”

"Who?!" Sora asked with a frown.

The old monk said slowly: "Li Zhanran." ”

"Is it him?!" Empty Jian frowned, and said in a deep voice: "He's out of the customs?"

The old monk sighed softly, shook his head, and said, "I really didn't expect him to reach such a realm!" ...... You're not as good as him. ”

He looked immobile and nodded, "Master, I am indeed inferior to him." ”

"Okay, you can say that, I'm relieved, look at it, this is his handwriting. The old monk slowly stretched out his hand, picked up the plain note on the couch and handed it over.

After taking it, he glanced at it to see what he had written, and asked the master to call him and the nine elders to come and watch it together.

"Bang!" he bent suddenly, his legs firmly planted in a stride, the soles of his feet collapsed, and his feet had already stepped three inches into the ground.

His gray monk's robe bulged out as if inflated, and his eyes burst out, illuminating the meditation room, making people dare not look directly.

After a moment of stalemate, he spit out a bloody arrow and shot it at the old monk in front of him, he flicked his sleeves lightly, the window opened, and the blood arrow was swept out.

The empty face turned gray in an instant, as if he had been injured after a big battle, and his fingers trembled slightly, and he couldn't hold the plain note, so he was about to take it off and drop it.

The old monk took the note and sighed, "Amazing, right?"

"It's amazing!" Sora gasped and nodded, smiling helplessly: "I'm getting farther and farther away from him." ”

The old monk said softly: "It's empty, the Canghai Sword Sect has the image of Zhongxing, let's avoid its edge." ”

Likong frowned and raised, then lowered it again, and nodded slowly: "I don't know when I can catch up, Master, the disciple is incompetent!"

The old monk waved his hand and said with a smile: "You are already the most outstanding disciple in the past generations, but it is a pity that you were born at the wrong time and met him." ”

"Senior brother, what's going on?" opened an old monk who was as thin as a bamboo pole. Ask.

The old monk handed over the note and sighed: "Senior Brother Xingming, this is a letter sent by Li Zhanran in the sea, you can take a good look at it." ”

"It's just a letter!" The old monk shook his head with a smile: "With a letter, you can say that the Canghai Sword Sect has the appearance of Zhongxing, senior brother is too exaggerated!"

As he spoke, he slowly looked down at the note, and then shook violently, his body retreated, hit the wall behind him, and with a "bang" he broke through the wall and disappeared into the meditation room.

The rest of the old monks didn't move, they just smiled and watched, and when they saw the empty situation, they knew that something was wrong, and it was normal for such a situation to occur.

After a while, the old monk of Xingming came in from the broken hole, his face was like a layer of gold powder, his expression was a little angry, and he said angrily: "What a Li Zhanran!"

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"Senior Brother Xingming, it's time for your temper to change. The old monk shook his head and smiled: "Why can't you get rid of your reckless habits?"

A round old monk laughed and said: "Senior brother, the so-called Buddhism is boundless, but there is also an end, and he can't change this habit!"

The old monk shook his head and said: "Senior Brother Xingkong, you might as well take a look, this Li Zhanran Li Shizhu is really a genius, he can contain a trace of sword qi in the text, and his cultivation is really amazing, and the old man can't do it." ”

"Okay, I'll take a look!" The round old monk said with a smile, took the plain note of sexuality, looked down, and suddenly his face changed greatly, and he slapped it with a fierce palm.

The old monk flicked his sleeves to greet him, and the "bang" muffled thunder exploded in everyone's ears, Fajing's body shook a few times, his face was so pale that there was no blood, and his eyes were black for a while, and he was about to faint.

Likong stood beside him, stretched out his palm and pressed it against his vest, crossed an internal force, and quickly turned around, so that he regained his clarity, and finally stayed in his stomach, dissolving the waves of nausea.

The old monk raised his head slowly, and let out a long breath: "What a powerful sword qi!"

The other seven old monks looked at it separately, each with a different appearance, but their faces were not very good-looking, and the atmosphere in the room became heavy and silent.

The old monk said slowly: "The so-called talented people in the country have come out, for thirty years, it is the Nangong donor who dominates the world, it seems that in the next thirty years, this Li Zhanran will come from behind." ”

"Senior Brother Abbot, maybe the two of them will lose both!" the old monk snorted.

The abbot shook his head and sighed: "Both of them are extremely smart, Nangong Donor has no intention of competing for fame and fortune, and he will not fight hard with Li Shizhu." ”

"Alas, we are really unlucky, we have a vacancy, I thought that we would be the first in the world, but I never thought that there would be another Li Zhanran!"

The abbot and the old monk smiled: "The will of heaven cannot be violated, it seems that the opportunity has not yet arrived, so there is no need to worry...... "...... It's empty, you will go down the mountain in the next few days, take Fajing to Canghai Mountain, and meet this Li Shizhu for a while!"

"Yes, Master!" said Sora nodded slowly.

Fa Jing hurriedly said: "Thank you, abbot!"

The old monk smiled and shook his head and said: "Fajing, when this Li Shizhu first met with Kong, he was just a mediocre hand, ordinary, but now he has become one of the best masters in the world. ”

Fa Jing Heshi said: "The disciple understands. ”

The old monk turned to the void: "Empty, this time I went to the Canghai Sword Sect, explained to them the misunderstanding at the beginning, turned the conflict into a jade silk, we monks, greed and hatred are all eliminated, don't start disputes again." ”

He nodded slowly, bowed gently, and withdrew without saying more.

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In the early morning, Li Muchan was sleeping lazily with Mei Ruolan in her arms, and under the brocade quilt, Mei Ruolan's mutton fat white jade-like body was soft and plump, and it was a supreme enjoyment to hold it, and Li Muchan was never tired of it.

Mei Ruolan slept more deeply, her hair was scattered like a waterfall, her cheeks were slightly red, and she was as delicate as a begonia.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps from the side of the small courtyard, and Xiaoyuan's crisp voice sounded: "Sister Xiao, Sister Xiaoyuan!"

Mei Ruolan woke up suddenly, hurriedly pushed Li Muchan, and raised her voice: "Xiaoyuan?"

Xiao Yuanjiao snorted: "Sister Xiaolu, the empty monk of Landa Temple is here, and the head of the sect is calling Zhan Ran over!"

"Let's go!" said Mei Ruolan.

She got up and put on a moon-white silk pajamas, then pushed Li Muchan up, went out and brought water in, and asked him to wash up quickly so that he could meet the guests.

The emptiness of the Landa Temple is not an ordinary person, it is the descendant disciple of the Landa Temple in the martial arts, it is a representative of the world, and it represents the Landa Temple, which should not be neglected.

Li Muchan was not honest, he touched her crisp breasts, and said with a lazy smile: "Don't worry, let him wait for a while, it's a disturbing dream in the morning!"

Mei Ruolan glanced at him: "The courage of the empty monk is not so good, you are slacking, maybe you will turn your face, it is better to hurry up!"

Li Muchan laughed and said: "He wants to turn his face, so I can't wait to see if he has the guts!"

Mei Ruolan patted the back of his hand and said angrily: "Okay, don't make trouble for us, hurry up!"

Li Muchan got up lazily, and after washing up, he arrived at the Taiji Palace, Wen Yinyue and Master Zhuzhao were there, wearing a gray monk's robe, rich and handsome, if it weren't for the monks, he would definitely fascinate countless women. ,

He stands straight, his waist is straight, he is tall and handsome, he is as honest as a jade, the tree stands in the wind, his bearing is intimidating, and his spirit is shining.

As soon as Li Muchan entered the door, Master Zhuzhao said angrily: "Look at you, the sun is so high, you are still sleepy, how can you look a little bit!"

She was dressed in a jade-colored monk's robe, her face was like white jade, and she said angrily: "Come over and see Master Kong!"

Li Muchan said with a smile: "It's empty, it's really a place in life where you don't meet!"

In front of Master Zhuzhao, he didn't have the demeanor of a generation of masters, he was quite lazy, and said with a smile: "You are still so handsome, this good skin is a monk, it's a pity!"

Kong Heshi smiled: "Brother Li, don't come unharmed?"

Li Muchan said with a smile: "I'm not very good, I was originally in a good retreat, but I was interrupted when I was entering the good realm, which ruined my cultivation, and your Landa Temple is too deceitful!"

He smiled emptyly: "Brother Li's martial arts have made great progress, congratulations!"

Li Muchan waved his hand, turned to Fajing, and said with a smile: "This little master looks at the eyes, he must be able to walk down the mountain at such a young age." ”

"Li Shizhu has won the award. Fa Jing smiled.

Li Muchan smiled: "But the cultivation is still a little short, practice hard, strive to win the air, don't let him be so arrogant!"

Fa Jing scratched his head at a loss, not knowing how to answer, he didn't expect that Li Muchan would be like this, completely different from what he thought before.

According to his guess, at such an age, with such cultivation, he is naturally like Senior Brother Kong, with an awe-inspiring bearing and majestic demeanor, which makes people unable to feel offended.

Now I see it, but it is completely different, not only is it not majestic, but it is a hippie smile, and there is no momentum and majesty at all.

He stood with Senior Brother Kong, and he was compared at once, his appearance was ordinary, his momentum was completely absent, and his expression was lazy, it was difficult to have a heart of respect.

He shook his head and smiled: "Why should Brother Li be sarcastic, the little monk came this time to resolve the conflict." ”

Li Muchan snorted: "Apologizing?"

Likong nodded slowly and said with a smile: "Yes, if there was any offense before, I hope that the teacher will bear with me too much." ”

Master Zhuzhao pursed his lips and smiled: "Master Empty is serious, it's just a little battle of will, it's not a big deal, you don't have to be so serious." ”

Li Muchan shook his head and said, "It's empty, if you want me to say, the stinky spirit of your disciples of Langtuo Temple should be changed, a picture of Lao Tzu's first momentum in the world, as if everyone has to listen to you." ”

Likong smiled slightly and said, "Brother Li misunderstood. ”

Li Muchan snorted and sank his face: "If this happens again next time, I won't give you face, I will personally go to Landa Temple to ask for an explanation." ”

He shook his head: "This time, Senior Brother Ming misunderstood the disciples of your sect, so it is like this, Senior Brother Ming is irritable, and it really shouldn't be." ”

Li Muchan's cold face thawed again, and he laughed: "It's empty, haven't you noticed that there is a problem with your Rota Duo's martial arts." ”

"What's the problem?"

Li Muchan said with a smile: "Nine out of ten of your disciples are irritable, it is no accident, it is because the mind is too paranoid,...... Hey, it's the Dharma that doesn't go home, right?"

Likong nodded slowly: "Brother Li is aware of everything, it is true, the disciples in the temple rarely go down the mountain to walk. ”

Fa Jing was eager to try, and he always wanted to explore Li Muchan's bottom, but when he saw that Senior Brother Kong didn't mention this intention of not doing anything, his heart was itching...... ）