The pet king of the city
Chapter 339 Monk
Although the Leiyin Temple in front of me is just a deep mountain lone temple, and even a long time for a long time, it is not inferior to the most magnificent temples in the world, because it is a near -generation disciple of Leiyin Temple, on the top, it is up. By the abbot, the heartbroken crystallization of Sandy.
There are no finely carved glazed walls, and some are only adobe piled up in mudslides in the mountains, but more are self -constructing its system with natural forests.
There are no smoke clouds and crowded worships here. Some of them are only the deep and long -term wood fish sounds, and the Buddha name that can shock people's hearts and wash the soul; there is no ... there is no ...
Here, Chen Lie can see the attachment to the disciples of Leiyin Temple all the time to here, and you can feel the longing of the disciples of Leiyin Temple from generation to the Buddha. Everything here seems to be so natural, which moves him so much.
sand……
Chen Lieyou woke up from that mysterious movement and turned to the source of the sound.
It was an elderly monk sweeping the floor and cleaned the dead branches that fell on the ground. Although the old monk's clothes were simple, the clothes on his body seemed to become a gray monk robe because of washing too many times. , But Chen Lie dare not despise it at all, because Chen Lie's extraordinary keen touch has captured the realm of this monk:
Jianzong Peak.
The current realm of this monk is like Chen Lie. The true Yuan of the whole body is as calm as water. True qi, qi and blood, bone marrow, internal organs, etc. have entered a state of life and death of a mysterious return and cocoon.
If the person in front of him has passed this robbery, then he is the sword king that the world must look up; if he fails, all his achievements and prestige will disappear.
Chen Lie knew that Lei Yin Temple was a mysterious place for Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and slowly walked over and asked: "Master, don't let the disciples work on behalf of?"
Under the oldest residence of the hair, Chen Lie has always had a strong sense of belonging to this. Moreover, Chen Lie knew that his injury was to save a lot of psychic drugs in Leiyin Temple to save it. The value of these psychic drugs is definitely not under the Great Returning Yuan Dan, and it is even better.
Although the people in Leiyin Temple have never told Chen Lie's true situation, Chen Lie is a person who knows the grace. He is always very polite to the people here. The kindness of the temple.
The old monk shook his head and continued to sweep his land.
"how so?"
Chen Lie was strange.
Leiyin Temple is a very mysterious place. The sword king in the dignified sword does not have to practice in addition to knocking wood fish or wood fish all day; some elders do not practice the Dharma at all; some monks will go back at night during the day, and Think of Leiyin Temple as a pure inn; some sitting in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion all day to read the read and that, it is more crazy than the ancestral book.
From the abbot here to the abbot, the down to Xiaoshay is a rare master.
Although there are only a hundred people in the whole Leiyin Temple, a force they formed can definitely subvert the sword world. It is definitely not inferior to those so -called ten major signs of the sword world, and it is definitely stronger than a full of energy.
Even if Chen Lie and other rare masters have come here, they have become much smaller.
The old monk didn't stop at all, and replied: "The old monk was drunk for martial arts for a lifetime. Ask for the resident brother, my brother said that although my body was still alive, my heart had entered the magic. If I did not find the true self, the road of the old monk's martial arts finally finally. "
"Why do you sweep the ground here?"
The more Chen Lie listened, the more confused, and what was the relationship between the devil and sweeping the ground.
The old monk replied with a hint of melancholy: "The old monk was a sweeping monk of Leiyin Temple. He swept the ground for nearly thirty years, and the more the ground was swept away. After that, I was drunk in the vast sea of martial arts, and it was difficult to extricate themselves, and it was difficult to go further. Therefore, the old monk wanted to ask for the previous Qingming realm and recover the true Buddha in the heart. "
"But the disciples think that the master's move is purely self -deceiving."
Since Chen Lie came to Leiyin Temple, her personality has changed a little bit. She is sincere to the people here. There is no contriven to say anything. But now, his words were angry with a monk who was drunk and even a little magic.
"Bold!"
The old monk was really a magical heart, and he shot without a word.
Although the situation of the old monk is similar to Chen Lie, the old monk is the peak sword sect of Huawei's pregnant soul. The strength of the physical strength is definitely not what Chen Lie can compete. Defending power can be compared with a peak sword master.
In the face of such power, Chen Lie, who can't use the slightest truth, can deal with it.
But things were so unexpected. Only a golden light was spoiled. Chen Lie's body was like the Buddha. He was the Buddha, the Buddha was me. The monk's overbearing iron claws shot.
"This is impossible!"
The old monk with a few steps back stared at Chen Lie with an incredible look and asked, "You obviously can't use Zhen Yuan Zhenqi, why can you also play such a powerful force, and why do you know how we understand our Leiyin Temple Temple What do you do without learning. This kind of power, even the general sword residence is difficult to resist, what do you do? "
"It's simple, I am the Buddha, the Buddha is me, the Buddha is there!"
Chen Lie showed up a sincere smile, and further portrayed the mystery of the Buddha and me with the Buddha's seal.
"Silent Zen?"
How the old monk did not recognize the Buddhist gong's sacred power, and he had heard that Leiyin Temple came with a monk's disciple. He wanted to see it for a long time, and he didn't want to be the young man in front of him.