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It's the middle of June in a blink of an eye, and the heat hasn't really come, but this day is really hot and makes people panic.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Xu Lin looked at a small road on the official road in front of him, and among the undulating mountains not far away, it was the destination of this trip.

Xu Lin didn't take Lu Jiaorong to join her Shushan seniors, because Xu Lin felt that this was too dangerous, because he was not sure of himself, and in front of a group of guys with advanced cultivation, he could calmly narrate how he "heroically saved beauty".

Lu Jiaorong has no objections to her decision, it has been like this all the way, or since she forcibly occupied her, it seems that she has always been like this, marrying a chicken and following a chicken? Xu Lin suddenly thought very ridiculously.

Along the way, Xu Lin and Lu Jiaorong met many people in 66 years, most of them were led by the elders of the division, and there were really not many people like Xu Lin and Lu Jiaorong.

How big is the cultivation world? This has always been a question that people who are new to the path want to ask.

In other words, where there are rivers and lakes, there are cultivators, and this is a generalization, and it can also be said to be a definitive conclusion.

The dynasty needs the support of cultivators in order to truly confront the foreign race, and the foreign race is also under the leadership of the Demon Sect, relatively speaking, the way the Dao Sect treats the world is more kind, on the contrary, the Demon Sect is extremely domineering and overbearing.

Don't forget that there are also martial artists who use martial arts to preach the Tao, although so far, no one has succeeded in preaching.

After walking a short distance, among the green mountains and green waters, you can see a clean stone road, and on both sides of it, there are several monks cleaning from time to time, which seems to be a welcome posture, but it is the same as usual.

Buddhism pays attention to the casualness of the heart, and the heart is the original heart, and the sex is the six pure roots in seeing the true self disposition, and then I saw that it was really the case.

The status of the Golden Wheel Temple in the cultivation world has always been a special existence, it stands side by side with several avenues in the cultivation world, although there is only this temple, but it is enough, and its strength can be seen.

In ancient times, there were ten thousand Buddha sects, and it was also a temple, and today's Golden Wheel Temple is the same, no one has ever dared to peep into this temple, there was no in the past, and there is no now.

The monks did their work in silence, and they didn't treat Xu Lin and Lu Jiaorong, or other sects, equally, and neither ignored nor bothered.

Xu Lin seems to have a feeling of entering the temple to offer incense, and the people passing by on the side are also accustomed to it, obviously this kind of thing is not a day or two.

When he had just walked a short distance along the stone road, Xu Lin saw the stairs above the stone road, spiraling straight to the top of the mountain, where it must be the location of the Golden Wheel Temple.

But on the left and right of the stairs, there was also a row of monks standing there neatly, and every time the cultivators came here, a monk stepped forward to greet them, and Xu Lin and Lu Jiaorong were the same.

A middle-aged monk with an ordinary appearance and a square face stepped forward to greet Xu Lin and Lu Jiaorong when they approached at this time.

"Two donors, do you have a name for entering the mountain?" the square-faced middle-aged monk bowed slightly.

Xu Lin's expression was stunned and said, "Famous post?"

This time, it was the turn of the square-faced monk to be stunned: "Two donors, no name?"

Xu Lin smiled embarrassedly: "The three generations of disciples in Xia Kunlun were separated from the master before, so they ......"

Hearing this, the square-faced middle-aged monk's expression suddenly became weird, and then he saluted Xu Lin and said, "Wait a minute, let me say goodbye." ”

Looking at the hurried back of the middle-aged monk who turned to leave, Xu Lin's brows were furrowed, and there was a faint uneasiness in his heart.

Xu Lin and Lu Jiaorong stood quietly at the foot of the mountain, watching people pass by endlessly, watching the chatting and laughing when the monks led the way, Xu Lin gradually felt restless and uneasy, did something happen to Kunlun?

One thought after another suddenly popped out of Xu Lin's mind, and the best and worst results were thought about by Xu Lin, so he became even more anxious.

It didn't take long for the square-faced monk to appear on the stone steps in a hurry, he was sweating on his forehead, there was no eagerness or other feelings on his face, and his expression was still the same as when he met Xu Lin before, neither humble nor arrogant, not arrogant or impatient, Xu Lin began to get bored with him, because such a person is the most difficult to deal with.

"Two donors, please come with me. After the square-faced monk made a Buddhist salute, he raised his hand and made a "please" gesture, then got up and left.

Xu Lin and Lu Jiaorong glanced at each other, looking at the figure of the square-faced monk in front of them, Xu Lin breathed a long sigh of relief, and pulled Lu Jiaorong to follow closely.

The steps are step by step, there is no speed or slowness, and the degree is consistent, but Xu Lin and Lu Jiao, who are following the monk, no matter how fast they speed up, they can't catch up with the person in front, is this an illusion?

Xu Lin was panicked in his heart, he wanted to come forward and ask, what kind of situation was this, what kind of thing went wrong in Kunlun, but this monk actually deliberately distanced himself from Xu Lin and the two, but he didn't give Xu Lin this chance, this guy definitely did it on purpose.

I don't know how long I walked, and finally came to the end of the stairs, and suddenly became open in front of me, a very large square, surrounded by solemn Buddha statues, and there are green trees and red flowers reflecting the scene, clusters of flower bed vegetation, setting off the majesty of the main hall of the Golden Wheel Dharma Temple in front of the square, and the middle-aged monk was standing not far away, his figure did not stop, but did not go straight, but turned in another direction.

Xu Lin's face was gloomy, and he scolded this monk countless times in his heart, but his body kept following until the three of them came to a separate courtyard, Xu Lin's expression froze.

That person, the person who was fluttering in white and always had an indifferent expression on his face, what impressed Xu Lin the most was that sword flower, what a white lotus!

Xu Lin seems to have returned to the lakeside when he encountered the Tuoba Bear that day, the sun is warm, the breeze gently blows the green trees and weeping willows on the shore of the lake, and when the ripples of the lake waves are drawn one by one, the Tuoba Bear is full of fierce light, Shang Zhili's gloomy smiling face, and above this, it is a lotus flower blooming, which is the sword light of the Qing Ming Zhenren, and the style of that sword has not been forgotten and has long been engraved in the depths of Xu Lin's memory.

At this moment, that person was standing in front of him, still with an indifferent expression, and did not speak, just stared at Xu Lin silently.

"I knew that this kid couldn't die, senior brother, look, he also kidnapped a little girl. ”

The person who said this had a smile on his face, this smile Xu Lin couldn't be more familiar, on the Moon Peak, the person who walked closest to him was in the kitchen with the smoke, talking about his thoughts, and watching the sunset, who was not Wang Dazhu?

Shouldn't tears fill his eyes at this time? Xu Lin thought so in his heart, so he wanted to squeeze out a few tears, but before these tears could take shape, they were frozen into ice slag by a cold breath like winter.

is still that face, like a snow lotus blooming on the top of the snow peak, crystal clear and at the same time, the whole body exudes a cold and lonely meaning, Ming Ru Senior Sister, the woman who taught herself to practice swords, is also standing there at this time.

"Xu Lin!" is like a flame as red as the rising sun, and in the blink of an eye, Xu Lin has been submerged in it, bursts of familiar aromas, from the delicate body to Xu Lin's snort, and this fleshy feeling, Xu Lin is deeply intoxicated, and she in her arms is tightly hugged, never let go, because of the fear of losing again, so to hold tightly, never let go.

Lu Jiaorong stood beside Xu Lin as usual, turned her head, and looked at this scene with a cold gaze, no one knew what she was thinking, and the person standing opposite was somewhat embarrassed.

"What are you doing in a daze, don't come in yet!" This voice was deep and distant, as if it was floating from afar, and it seemed to be a whisper ringing in the ears, so that people who heard this subconsciously wanted to execute.

Looking at the two people hugging each other tightly in the courtyard, the corners of Mingru's mouth curled, and a hint of mockery could not be more obvious, and then turned around and entered the back room.

Qing Mingzhen's face still didn't change much, and after hearing this, he turned around and left without hesitation.

Senior brother Mingyuan, with a warm smile on his face, nodded at Xu Lin, and followed the figure of Qingming Zhenren.

Smacking his mouth, Wang Dazhu looked envious, and after turning his eyes around the figures of Xu Lin and Chen Wanru, he looked at Lu Jiaorong who was standing there quietly, and couldn't help but sigh: "Great person, you have such eyes, why did you fall in love with that little wooden Gada?"

Shaking his head, Wang Dazhu looked up at the sky with a sad face, and sighed in disappointment: "Why are the current girls so unaesthetic?"

With a sour feeling, Wang Dazhu got up and entered the house, and in this courtyard, at this time, there were only three people left in front of him, Chen Wanru had already let go of Xu Lin's arm, and what she wanted to say in her stomach, after seeing Lu Jiaorong, who had been standing there quietly, she couldn't say a word, and the two girls looked at each other with big eyes.

"This ......" When Xu Lin was a little embarrassed and wanted to say something, the two girls in front of him "hummed" together, and then walked to the inner room side by side, but that momentum, in Xu Lin's eyes, why is it so like two roosters fighting each other?

Xu Lin stood in the courtyard, standing there alone, with the fragrance left by Chen Wanru in his arms, looking at the blue sky, looking at the dazzling sunshine, Xu Lin suddenly felt that his breathing was smooth, his body and mind were happy, he wanted to laugh, he wanted to laugh loudly, but a voice was like thunder, and it exploded in his ears: "Don't come in yet, do you want to invite you for the teacher!"