Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

“Amitabha Buddha, Blessed is He, the poor monk of the law Yan Du, commanded by his master to bring Xiao Chen back to the Temple of the Spirit to be punished. ”

At the moment when the symbol sounds, there is a silver-colored glow that cuts through the dome.

The light fell with the sound, but he was a juvenile monk, with white lips, bright eyes, handsome looks, and naive.

It was obviously a little Sami, but he claimed to be a poor monk. There were some funny scenes.

This little monk is too long for Jun-soo, but it makes people feel pretty cute.

Ancestor Tai Temple frowned: “Little monk, this is not the place for you to come, leave quickly. ”

"'I've seen my ancestors,' said Yan Du. 'This is an order from the Abbot himself. This is an order from my master to honor the clouds, and I invite my ancestors to look over. ”

Two breakup orders, one for the Abbot of the Temple of the Spiritual Hidden and the other for the Master of the Void Clouds.

“Ancestor! ”

Grand Prince Faye flashed a little anxiety in his eyes, silently persuaded him to leave him alone too much, and took Xiao Chen down.

“Don't be impatient. ”

In the eyes of the ancestors of the temple flashed a suspicious divine colour, took two warrants, and a moment later the divine colour changed dramatically.

Master Abbot's personal order, it says Xiao Chen beneath Lingshan, the fiery city, many temples, the destruction of incense fires, sin is inexcusable. We hereby send Yan Dust down the mountain and bring Xiao Chen back to the temple to be punished in order to purify his heart and wash away his sins.

On the other hand, it is the order of Master Daiyun, who is proving that the identity of the young monk is not false, but his disciple.

Two warrants, complementary to each other, are absolutely true, absolutely not wrong.

Old Tai Temple Sect was eager to find some mistakes, and he couldn't see any blossoming, so he had to return the warrant.

“Xiao Chen! You led people into trouble in Flame City, destroying the Temple of Buddha Gate and injuring innocent incense customers. The sin is great. I, by order of my master, will take you back to atone for your sins. ”

Yan Du took the warrant and came to Xiao Chen with a solemn look. “Plead not guilty. ”

Others just felt a little embarrassed. Something so big happened, almost destroyed half of Flaming City, and many of the Great Prince's men died.

In the end, Xiao Chen actually had to be taken away by the spiritual temple to destroy the temple and injure the incense passengers.

The obvious intention is to sanction Xiao Chen, in fact, to justify him.

“Destruction of temples, indeed, should not. ”

By the ancestors of the temple, the ghost knew if he could come back. The young monk appeared very timely. Xiao Chen naturally had no reason to refuse his affair.

Pā!

Yan Dust jumped and patted Xiao Chen's head violently. “No sincerity at all, you are really guilty, come with me. ”

Xiao Chen was photographed with a bit of dust and then quickly taken away, leaving a group of people staring at him.

“Yan Dust, Yan Dust... How does this law sound familiar...”

The great prince muttered a few words, his eyes flashed with a hint of fox suspicion. After half a sound, he suddenly woke up: "It's him, the Silver Knife Monk! ”

The people suddenly woke up, reminiscent of the silver rainbow light when the little monk appeared, really a silver knife monk.

“Ancestors, there may be fraud. The Silver Knife Monk, infamous, is quite invisible in the temple. How could Abbot give him such an important thing? ”

His Majesty King Faye's eyes flashed a bright glint and said silently.

The ancestors of the temple reacted and looked at it, but Xiao Chen and the little monk were still there.

Outside the city.

pā pā pā!

Xiao Chen continued to slap the little monk's skinny head, softly said: “You guys, you're not big or small, you actually beat up the big brother in public. ”

“It hurts, big brother, stop fighting. ”

The little monk covered his head with his hands, dodged left and right, constantly screaming for pain.

Xiao Chen stopped and sighed: “Your warrant should be fake, look at you in such a hurry to go. ”

"" The warrant is correct, "said Yan Dun." But I made up a lie about destroying the temple and hurting the incense passenger. Master just wanted to see you, let me invite you to come. I didn't know you were in such a big trouble before I went down the mountain, so there was only one reason to take you away. ”

Xiao Chen smiled dumbly: “You are quite clever. Come on, Ling Xian Temple, I want to see it too. ”

Buddha's first Holy Land Spiritual Temple, presiding over the world of Buddhism, Xiao Chen and Buddha have an affair. Especially if he practiced Moyer's knife breaking, or Buddha's door control, perhaps he could make a breakthrough in the Temple of the Spirit.

They dared not stay too long and quickly rushed to the vulture mountains outside the Empire City.

On Vulture Mountain, many temples, full of Buddha's light, incensed guests, are all restored to the Great Temple.

Even in the flaming city of Tidu, when there was such a big wind wave, the incense of incense is constant and constant.

Among them are ordinary mortals as well as those who have been cultivated into poorly fed martial arts, all of whom are highly skilled and weak.

All beings are different, the only thing that is the same is the devout heart of the Buddha.

At the foot of the mountain, Xiao Chen looked at the holy mountain and felt the power of a deep faith, embedded in the mountain.

It's kind of, like the ocean, inherited countless edges.

Continuous incense, accumulated power of faith, the Buddha accepts the power of faith and enjoys incense. It is then passed on to the faithful, forming an orderly cycle, so weekly and so accumulating.

This caused Xiao Chen to see the scene now. It was huge and unimaginable.

Deep inside, that flaming sea of faith feels as weak and tiny as an ant.

Of course, ordinary people don't feel the magic of it.

Their intuitive feeling is Buddha's light and tranquillity, which makes them more pious.

Along the mountain road, for a short walk, you can see many temples along the way, hidden between the mountain forests, full of flames and plenty of Buddha light.

Let this vulture mountain, like a full bath in the light of Buddha, walk in a wonderful place to climb.

On that summit lies the immense gold body of the Buddha of Cayenne, who shines behind him and guides all the believers down the mountain.

Behind the Buddha are Bodhisattva and Luohan. If they are hidden, they are all solemn and sacred and cannot be desecrated.

“I hear that the Temple of the Spirit is not among these mountains, and mortals cannot find it by walking all over the mountains. Is it in the Buddha's light? ”

Xiao Chen speculated that the Temple of the Spirit might exist in the secret realm of the Buddha behind the Buddha of Cayenne, requiring certain identities to enter.

“Brother, you really guessed wrong. The Temple of the Spirit is not behind the Buddha of Cayenne, nor is it in any mystery. It is between these mountains, come with me! “

The little monk smiled mysteriously and led Xiao Chen into a secluded trail. Although the road was hidden, it could also be discovered by heart.

Mountain trails have been out of repair for many years.

On the mountain avenue, even when the sky is darkened, the Buddha's light still shines like daylight.

Entering this ancient path seemed immediately to enter another world, cold, remote and dark, but more real.

By a remote ancient road, a shallowy pine tree is planted and moves slightly in the wind.

White moonlight, some bewildered on trails, with no other illuminating sight.

Xiao Chen experienced a subtle state of mind, but his heart was suspicious. Is the Temple of the Spirit at the end of this ancient road?

If so, it is inevitably somewhat humble.

Although this place is remote, it is definitely to be found if the faithful are willing to look for it. Because there is neither illusion nor mystery, it is a simple Qingsong ancient road.

There is uncertainty, dark fragrance floating, unseen.

Looking up, a rather mediocre old temple appeared ten miles ahead.

Several cinnamon trees were planted in front of the temple, and under the white moonlight, the cinnamon seemed to bathe in a light ribbon.

Ten miles away, Xiao Chen's naked eyes can clearly see, the temple gate is written with three words.

“What a hidden temple! ”

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed a little unexpectedly, muttering to himself, somewhat unbelievable.

“Qingsong is on the ancient road, the white moon is full of cold mountains. The path leads to the unseen, which is the Temple of the Spirit. ”

Suddenly a slight song sounded behind him, Xiao Chen turned his head and saw a middle-aged man with a folding fan and a long sword at his waist. Dragons walked tiger steps, the vessels were extraordinary, and the emperor's qi was hidden between the eyebrows, but slowly arrived, but the pressure of a row of mountains fell upon the sea.

Without deliberately hiding this great momentum, Xiao Chen was ready to use Longwei against himself, but found that the great momentum had silently wrapped him in it.

Instead of being uncomfortable, it is very harmonious, as if it were in this great momentum itself.

“Young man, no doubt, this is the true temple of the Spirit. ”

With a smile in his mouth, he threw off the folding fan and softly said.

Xiao Chen cautiously said: "Which high man in the royal family are you? ”

His strength is unpredictable, and he is much taller than many of his princes. Xiao Chen had just made a scene in Flaming City, and was cautiously involved with the royal Chinese. He suddenly saw the royal master.

“Who are you? Is it Tianmeng Xiaochen, or the Dragon Nation Xiaochen, or just for the nephew, the angry knifeman Xiaochen? ”

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and did not answer the question.

When Xiao Chen hesitated, he laughed: "So don't worry about who I am, you and I are just going to the Linghuan Temple. ”

Say it, don't wait for Xiao Chen to answer, go straight to the temple.

Looking back at this man, Xiao Chen sighed: “So strong, it makes people feel completely invincible. ”

“Bullshit, isn't it? He is a dynasty flaming emperor, within the boundaries of this flaming martial dynasty, the false god is not necessarily his opponent, let alone you. ”

Young monks are disdainfully on the sidelines.

Xiao Chenton was shocked, and this suddenly sounded. The man had a sword on his waist, exactly like the flaming sword that appeared in the Thousand Golden Towers.