Huike left the Buddhist hall. On the path, a man with a slender figure and a gentle face stood quietly in front of the pavilion.
"Daozong, Chen Jianzhi." The man said calmly. As soon as he saw this person, Huike frowned. After a long time, he walked forward and said, "People say that the number one person in the younger generation of the Taoist sect is Shen Yu. It's just that you rarely come out and your reputation is not obvious. If you are like Shen Yu, Traveling around the world, I think Chen Jianzhi's reputation will not be bad." Chen Jianzhi raised his head and looked into the distance with complicated eyes.
He didn't want to come here, let alone face Shen Yu. But in the end, it’s hard to disobey a teacher’s orders. Master has not made any progress in his cultivation over the years, all because of his obsession with Taoism.
And where the obsession lies is in Yuansheng Temple and Feilai Peak. In that handsome and immortal man. It's not that Chen Jianzhi didn't persuade him. In his opinion, Shen Yu didn't bring face to Qinglu Palace. Even if the master's life sword was abolished, it could be regarded as the frivolity of a young man.
But the master is stubborn. If he cannot be destroyed, the master may have inner demons in his life.
Thinking of this, Chen Jianzhi took two steps forward, only half a step away from Huike, and said indifferently: "Junior Brother Shen doesn't know that I am here, but I know that he is here, and I know that he is here to find Master Ku." Huike's face was calm and he said calmly: "Then why are you looking for the young monk?" Chen Jianzhi said: "He came here to seek liberation, and I also came here to seek liberation. I want you to sit high and watch, no matter I or Shen You are not allowed to interfere in anything that happens to senior brother." Hui Ke looked solemn. Dao Sect has four halls, Yuansheng Hall is where the leader is, and Qinglu Hall is in charge of the sect's rules. There is no conflict between the two halls.
But today, the most outstanding senior brother of Qinglu Palace, and possibly even the next generation of palace masters, wants to kill someone.
Those who were killed were the most outstanding disciples of Yuansheng Temple and even the entire Dao Sect. As a Zen disciple of Lingyin Temple's generation, it was difficult for him not to do something.
Now, he is presiding over the retreat and the leader of the four majors is hiding from the world. In the entire Lingyin Temple, he may really be the only one who can stop it.
A talented disciple of the Dao Sect who has reached the third realm. ...Buddha Hall. Monk Ku's face, which was as sharp as a knife, became even more miserable.
Even the atmosphere in the entire room became solemn, with the black and oppressive power of the Buddha threatening to come like a mountain rain.
Yang Liu subconsciously approached Shen Yu. The younger brother of the previous emperor of the Tang Dynasty concealed his identity and was hiding in Lingyin Temple.
If the host or the four leaders knew about it, Monk Ku could not imagine how his life would change in the future.
From the most senior monks to the prisoners in Buddhist caves. Lingyin Temple's hatred for the Tang Dynasty was even greater than the ten thousand demons in the Demon Realm.
No one can forget that outside Chang'an City, the dean killed thirty-six Arhats with one sleeve, reducing Lingyin Temple's central combat strength by half.
It made the other eight holy places laugh for decades. The bitter monk smiled bitterly and said: "He asked you to come here to open the secret realm of Lingshan. What use are the things in there to you?" Shen Yu said: "That key has been kept by your Li family for generations, and you have been rich and powerful because of it. Thousands of years have come to an end." Monk Bitter shook his head.
After a long time, the murderous intention in the Buddhist hall dissipated, the old monk's face became bitter, and his whole person became older. Yang Liu stared straight ahead and exclaimed: "Old monk, he's dead!"....The twelfth lunar month.
The most senior monk in Lingyin Temple died. The entire spiritual wasteland received this incredible news.
The eight holy places, six major sects, and countless practitioners from other five continents all know about it. Some old people still can't believe that anyone can let a Buddhist and Bodhisattva practitioner die.
That is the realm of Bodhisattva. A peak powerhouse who is no different from the powerhouses in the fairyland. ....In a certain valley, clouds and mist were shrouded, and the entire sky showed something like white.
What is shocking is that in the fairyland-like valley, there are more than ten terrifying stone pillars full of human bones standing impressively.
Li Qinglian stood on the central stone pillar with her hands behind her hands, looking into the distance not knowing what she was thinking. An extremely huge black shadow appeared from the depths of the clouds and mist, as if an extra mountain had suddenly appeared.
Qianchuan Holy Beast, Nightmare. The clouds and mist suddenly stirred up, intertwining light and dark, and then formed several lines of strange words, which appeared in front of Li Qinglian.
That is the consciousness of the holy beast.
"The seal of Lingshan is getting weaker and weaker. Soon, soon, the old bald donkey has very little power left in the world. As long as there is another Bodhisattva-level power, it can be completely opened." Li Qinglian still looked into the distance, faintly Said: "Why are you in a hurry? It has been three thousand years and I can't wait for this moment." If someone could overlook it from a high altitude, this picture would be unforgettable.
A huge snake-like beast actually bent down and knelt down in front of the man, as docile as a cat.
"I want to go there, and I want to personally welcome back the Holy Lord's soul." Li Qinglian said indifferently: "I'm afraid there will be no return. Do you think Shen Yu is an idiot, or do you think the Kunlun Head Church will stand by and watch?" The boiling of the clouds and mist quieted down. Many, after a moment, another consciousness came.
"Hmph, that little guy didn't even reach the third realm, how dare he take action against me?" Li Qinglian said: "For him, breaking through the realm is as simple as eating and drinking water. That time he deliberately led a few of us to take action, do you think He is very courageous because he feels that he is confident in dealing with great practitioners in the upper three realms.”
"There is still a Bodhisattva, who should I kill?" Li Qinglian said calmly with a cold expression: "That person deserves to die.".... As the new year approaches, Feng Xue becomes more and more anxious.
Shen Yu and Yang Liu lived a very simple life in the Lingyin Temple Buddhist Hall, seeming to be waiting for something. Monk Ku cut off his heart after the conversation that day.
Then, Monk Xuanhai, the chief law enforcer among the four chiefs of Lingyin Temple, gave the order to imprison the two men and one spirit fox in the Buddhist hall.
Surprisingly, Shen Yu did not resist, or even give an explanation. He just lightly ordered that a flower and plant should be sent to the Buddhist hall every day.
Not to watch. But to keep Yangliu from being bored. Therefore, the first thing the willows do when they get up every day is the same as in Daozong, which is to water the flowers and plants.
Of course, in his spare time, he would also ask Shen Yu for some advice on spiritual practice. Even sometimes, she would sneak out of the Buddhist hall and go to the lecture hall in the front hall to listen to the master's interpretation of the scriptures. Lingli would often follow her there and lie down on the Buddhist altar and fall asleep soundly.
The monks were angry at first, but after a certain leader said, "Let her go," it no longer made sense.
Although a patriarch died in the temple, every monk showed no pain on his face and continued to eat fast and chant Buddha's name every day.
Shen Yu rarely goes out every day. He just sits on the futon where Monk Ku used to meditate and practice, closing his eyes and relaxing.
Suddenly one day, he opened his eyes and looked at the melting snow outside the house, only to realize that he had been here for a long time.
He glanced at the spirit raccoon lying next to him. Although the little guy looks big in size, his mind is still underage.
"Winter is almost over and spring is coming. Don't you have any ideas?" Shen Yu said suddenly.
Lingli's eyes widened. At Feilai Peak, it played with the old dog every day, and then played with the carp in the mountainside pool. It never knew what spring meant.
But now when Shen Yu talks about it, it seems that some parts of his body are getting hot. It subconsciously stood up and looked blankly somewhere outside the house, then walked over, smelling the smell in the air, passing through the Buddhist hall and the pool, and then jumped into the ruins of the Ten Thousand Buddhas. Forest.
It was very quiet among the Ten Thousand Buddhas, without a trace of human beings, just like a tomb. The spirit fox stepped onto the top of the Broken Buddha, then curled up in a circle, closed its eyes and began to sleep.
When I woke up, it was already evening, and the entire sky was filled with fish-scale sunset glow. Then it closed its eyes and prepared to sleep, but could not fall asleep.
It was so troubled by a very hot emotion that it didn't notice that Shen Yu was quietly observing itself in the Buddhist hall.
...Lingyin Temple was much more lively. The other eight holy places sent people to express their condolences. After all, many people have friends with Monk Ku, and some have even received guidance from him.
In a quiet room, the handsome man looked at the uncle in front of him with a gloomy expression. Chen Jianzhi has not forgotten the purpose of his master sending him to Lingyin Temple. Sometimes he even secretly thought that he would come here if his master didn't tell him.
Once a teacher, always a father. However, it seemed that the master didn't trust him very much and sent someone over.
Elder of Qinglu Hall. Severe. Chen Jianzhi has practiced in Qinglu Hall since he was a child. Except for his master, he knows every elder well.
This Master Li, in terms of realm, may not be ranked among the top five. It can be said that in terms of combat power, in the entire Qinglu Palace, except Master, no one is his opponent.
, In a life and death fight, Master Li is invincible. Unlike Chen Jianzhi, who is handsome and full of vitality, Yan Yan is like a dead tree that is about to decay, with wrinkles on his face and a look of death in his eyes all the time.
He walked behind Chen Jianzhi and looked. Having watched him grow up since childhood, Li Yan knew Chen Jianzhi very well. Since he came to Lingyin Temple to express his condolences on behalf of Daozong, he noticed some changes in his nephew.
Li Yan noticed a small black spot on the back of Chen Jianzhi's neck, and it was slowly getting bigger.
Then he smelled a very faint smell, his expression changed slightly, but he didn't say anything. The smell was very light. It wasn't very smelly but it was very uncomfortable. It had a vague smell of rotten leaves, and it was like wood that had been square for many years.
Li Yan knew that his life was short, and many of the decaying auras might be emitted by himself, but he had to do this for the sake of Qinglu Palace.
He also thought about finding some ways to extend his life, but it didn't work. If the situation is not broken, no elixir or elixir will be effective.
Yan Yan's eyes fell on Chen Jianzhi. There was a piece of paper on the desk with a few lines of words written on it. Those words were written by Shen Yu.
Shen Yu knew that Chen Jianzhi was coming, so he must also know that he was coming. Li Yan did not dare to be careless about Daozong, the proud man of heaven.
Everyone knows that realm is not very important to Shen Yu. For the sake of his senior brother, he was determined to die.
