Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Fire Emperor!

The middle-aged man who just walked past is the emperor of today's Flaming Martial Dynasty.

Xiao Chen's misgivings dissolved. No wonder this man's emperor's temper was ten times higher than that of many princes, even a hundred times higher. No wonder he didn't feel any discomfort after accommodating himself.

Could it be that under these skies, this isn't King's soil!

Being in this fierce martial arts dynasty is like being in the other side's little world all the time, and this little world has been around for hundreds of thousands of years. The hundreds and hundreds of doors of the 108th and 3000th families, all the forces attached to them, will increase the luck and strength of the dynasty in invisibility.

Even Xiao Chen herself, in which she is situated, will invisibly strengthen the imperial heritage.

It's just too trivial, negligible, but not necessarily if it's too long.

Old doubts go away, new doubts arise immediately.

He had just dismantled almost half of the Emperor and made a big joke about his son's wedding in front of everyone else.

Being me, I actually have leisure time to come to this spiritual temple to burn incense Buddha.

Even seeing Xiao Chen, there was no anger or intent to kill, I had no idea what I was thinking.

“Weird...”

Xiao Chen muttered in his heart, very confused.

“Let's go, let's go. Don't stand there, in the Temple of the Spirit, even if he was the Emperor of Flames, he wouldn't dare to take care of you, don't worry. ”

The young monk thought Xiao Chen, he was afraid to climb the mountain, hurriedly relieved.

Xiao Chen was not worried about his safety in the Temple of the Spirit. He was just a little confused. There was no explanation to allow Hindu to continue to lead the way.

After a moment, the Ten Mile Road quickly arrived.

Before the dark fragrance floated, with the wind, with the unseen. In front of the temple gate, under the moonlight laurel tree, you can't smell any laurel.

“Green pine forest ancient road, white snow filled with cold mountains. The path leads to the unseen, which is the Temple of the Spirit. ”

Xiao Chen gently sang the poem just said by the Emperor Yan, looked at the simple plaque in front of the door, still some dare not believe it.

Here, it could actually be the Temple of the Spirit Hidden.

Not to mention the magnificent temples on the mountain, even the welcoming halls at the foot of the mountain for incense visitors are much better than this hidden temple does not know.

Return to Natural State?

Xiao Chen frowned slightly and returned to his true desire to be free of nature. He deliberately made it so simple that he appeared to be doing something.

With the status and strength of the Temple of the Spirit, the temple was built to regain its atmosphere, but it appeared more authentic.

“Isn't this temple hard to find? Why, other incensers say, can't you find it everywhere, can't there be some kind of forbidden place? ”

According to the impatient question, Xiao Chen spoke and asked.

The little monk smiled softly and said: “This is not a forbidden place. After the usual incense guests come in, the brothers and sisters in the temple will also be treated with courtesy. Explain the Buddhist Scriptures, pour water with tea, and the gift arrives in a few weeks. But you think these people would really think that this is a spiritual temple, and I'm afraid it's just a temple of the same name. ”

“Don't think about it, I know you're disappointed, but this is really the Temple of the Spirit. I grew up here, just like my family, and I wouldn't lie to you. ”

Yan Du's childish face was filled with a smile. It was already a pleasure to think that he could bring Xiao Chen home as a guest.

As Yan Du entered the temple, along the way, from time to time other monks passed by.

When he sees Yan Du, he must reverent his luggage, call his uncle, and then hurry away.

If you want to come to the silver knife monk's bad luck, these brothers and sisters have long been taught.

Yan Dust appeared slightly embarrassed. Every time this happened, he laughed and hurriedly introduced Xiao Chen to the temple.

“The Cloud Palace? ”

Coming to a backyard near the mountain, Xiao Chen looked at the font on the wall of the courtyard and said secretly in his heart.

It's an interesting place to write, even though it's a courtyard.

Think about the Temple of the Dragon, how atmospheric it is, the courtyard is completely incomparable.

“My master lives here. Go, take you in. ”

Entering the courtyard, the ground was full of deciduous leaves and stepped on to the sand to make a sound, like treading snow.

The grounds are small, but small, with several adjacent cabins alone.

Under an old tree in the courtyard, two people are playing chess.

One person holds a long sword, the five officials are like knives, the diamond horn is clear, brilliant and dusty.

Xiao Chen took a closer look and was shocked. Didn't you just see Su Hanshan?

In his face, he was dressed in a gown with sleeves as fancy as a dress. The skin on the face is smooth and delicate, combining to form a beautiful face with an endless appearance.

But it didn't give life a sense of distance, it looked quite soft, and with that fine, smooth face, it made people feel unexpectedly tender.

He was holding his chess uncertain, brows wrinkled slightly, and did not know where the chess pieces should fall.

Huh... how do you feel a little familiar, but you can't fancy it.

Xiao Chen Zheng thought room, the man looked up at Xiao Chen, his frowns stretched out, his eyes slightly squinted, smiling.

For a moment, it was as if winter had gone away and spring had arrived quietly.

With a smile in the spring, this spring is not Pei Chun. It is a gentle spring breeze, melting ice and snow, hundreds of flowers first, spring breeze once, the flowers bloom.

Xiao Chen stood still on the spot, his heart was as wild as a wilderness, his horses were running, and he whistled past, like a thunderbolt, and he kept rolling.

Is this... Uncle Beggar?

No, this is Spring Snow Knife, Pan Wang!

It was just two different paintings, and what was even more amazing to him was that the two seemed to come forward and backward to the Temple of the Spirit.

“Xiao Chen Xiao, I didn't expect you to come to the Temple of the Spirit. ”

Pan Wang saw Xiao Chen and was ready to walk over.

But when I was about to get up, Su Cold Mountain fell on my shoulder with a sword. I was crushed alive.

“Hurry up and settle down, I'm good. If you want to abandon a child, confess to losing first. ”

Su Hanshan said in a calm and indifferent tone.

Xiao Chen felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward, and suddenly it was a little difficult to walk past and didn't know how to deal with it.

“You two, how can you be in the courtyard of my teacher? This place is not for Shanti to come in. Hurry up and go. ”

The little monk flashed a slight doubt in his eyes and looked at the two strangers, revealing a puzzling colour in his eyes.

Then he walked over and was ready to drive.

Su Cold Mountain and Pan Wang, when they saw the monk come, they all flashed a surprise.

Su Cold Mountain put the sword away and jumped gently. He fell on the courtyard wall before the monk approached him.

Pan Wang's figure flashed and appeared on the courtyard wall as if they were moving instantly, both of whom seemed to be somewhat constrained by the little monk.

It seems to be able to see through its body, and it contains the same kind of bad luck that you dare not touch.

“What a quick way to be!” As soon as his eyes lit up, he wanted to continue pursuing them.

“No disrespect! ”

Xiao Chen was just about to ask a reminder that a light drink stopped Yan Du, but it was Master Yin Yun who appeared.

Once in Dragon House, Xiao Chen met with the Master of the Illusion, the two of whom were sort of met.

“Master. ”

Yan Du jumped and landed in front of Master Yingyun, pointing to Su Cold Mountain. “Who are these two? ”

“Abbot's guests, come to me to settle down, you disturb them. ”

“Oh, Master Void Cloud is joking, not disturbing. Is this the kid back then? At first sight, the name is not false. ”

The two Pan Wangs have fallen again, looking at Yan Du is a curious god.

“That's good. The two benefactors are busy first, I'm going to entertain Master Xiao. ”

After a courtesy, Xiao Chen was introduced to the tea room in the palace by Master Yingyun, who automatically cooked the tea by hand.

“Master Xiao Shi, don't come unharmed. We haven't seen each other in 10 years. ”

Master Yingyun handed him a cup of cooked tea and laughed softly.

After taking the cup, Xiao Chen was not in a hurry to taste it. "Thank you, Master, for taking the shot this time. Otherwise, there will be no trouble. ”

Su Cold Mountain and Pan Wang were both there. Obviously, Master Yin Yun, like the little monk said, did not know anything about what was down there.

“You're welcome. But now that you're here, stay in this temple for a few days. Even if not, I would like to invite Master Xiao to stay for a few days. ”

Master Daiyun smiled slightly, not tightly and not slowly.

Xiao Chen had thought about it, the other party should have other meaning, but since Wei said it, he wouldn't ask.

Meanwhile, the Temple of the Spirit Hidden is in the Temple.

When the Emperor Yan finished the incense alone, he looked at the statue of Buddha of Ka Ye Buddha, holding a bamboo stamp and said, "Is this a good or a bad one? “

Flame Emperor draw lots, the results of the test, whether willing or not, will involve the entire Flame Martial Dynasty, inevitably.

The Abbot of the Psychic Temple, walking out of the side, took the bamboo tag, half-sounding, softly sighed: ”Down the tag. “