Chapter 927: Scholarly Sect

After the little monk in the apricot-colored Buddha robe passed through the moon gate, he looked up and just saw the little monk of Jin Yu, and his originally anxious face was happy.

The little monk clasped his hands together and said respectfully: "Disciple, I have seen the Venerable Golden Jade Saint Son, I can find you." ”

At this moment, the little monk of gold and jade is carrying his hands behind his back, with jade skin and white face, and his white robe is spotless, making a jade tree in the wind, or he is a jade tree in the wind.

In terms of temperament, the little monk of Jin Yu is undoubtedly standing in the clouds.

And the charcoal fire and the branch grill behind the little monk have been buried in the soil, and there is not a trace of spark. In one of his hands, he was clutching the steaming roast chicken, as if he were afraid that someone else would steal it.

"Ahem. The little monk of Jin Yu coughed lightly twice, "I realize, if you come to the hall to worship the supreme Buddha, you shout, deaf the ears of the little monk is not in the way, you are not afraid of disturbing the purity of the Buddha God on this day." ”

"Sins and sins, it's just that the Nine Withered Master Ancestor has something important to pass on to the Golden Jade Holy Son. I searched for most of the Nyolai Hall before I found this place. ”

The little monk called Yiwu sniffed with his nose and said vigilantly: "Why is there a smell of fireworks, isn't there a fire?"

"Where is the fire?" The little monk of Jin Yu straightened his chest, and with a slight wave of one hand, the snow sleeves flew into the clouds, and a fragrant breath swayed out.

It is incense, but it is not a floral fragrance or a spice, but an indescribable fragrance that enters the heart and spleen and awakens the soul.

The mouth and nose of the little monk are full of strange Buddha incense, and he suddenly feels like falling into the realm of golden light, his whole body is comfortable, and the meridians are smooth.

The little monk was intoxicated and indulged in the fragrance of the illusion.

"I know, you go back and report to the Nine Withers Master and Ancestor first. I still have a page of morning class to finish here, and I'm going to visit Uncle Jiuku's ancestor right away. The little monk Jin Yu said with a serious face.

The little monk retreated respectfully, and there was a burst of joy in his heart: "Oh, it's really my creation, little monk, I actually smelled the Buddha's qi emitted by the Golden Jade Holy Son, and the gong body is smooth, which is at least equal to the results of my cultivation for a month." ”

After a moment of enlightenment, the figure of the little monk disappeared in the distance outside the moon gate.

"Oops, it's a little hot. The little monk of Jin Yu took out the roast chicken hidden behind him in a panic.

The roast chicken was hot and flew into the air.

The little monk of Jinyu stared at the roast chicken in mid-air without blinking, and the third golden eye between his eyebrows suddenly lit up.

A golden light rolled out in the third golden eye, grabbed the roast chicken in mid-air like a dexterous hand, and then stopped firmly in front of the golden jade monk, not even spilling a drop of greasy, and the strength of the shot was just right.

"Ruthlessβ€”" Jin Yu Xiao Monk exclaimed softly, reaching out and grabbing the roast chicken, "Come to the little monk's bowl." ”

Holding it in his hand, and then blowing it vigorously, he feasted on it, eating it while savoring, "Compared with the fruit wood roast chicken roasted by the Nine Dry Masters, it is still 108,000 miles behind." ”

Three times five divided by two, a roast chicken entered the stomach of the little monk of Jinyu.

The little monk of Jinyu wiped his hands, buried the chicken bones left over from eating, stepped on them with his feet, and said solemnly: "Amitabha." ”

"Uncle Jiuku called me this time, and there must be another fruit wood roast chicken to eat. The little monk of Jin Yu showed a look of joy on his face.

The little monk of Jin Yu waved his sleeves and spun out a golden light, and when the golden light dissipated, the place was empty.

A secret room in the Golden Buddha Temple.

The Nine Dry Monks, who were like dry wood, truthfully informed the Jinyu monk of the opening of the "Scholarly Gate" of the Yudao Gate.

"Jin Yu, as long as you go, the reward will not change. The Great Monk of the Nine Withers said, staring at the golden jade monk opposite, and shook two fingers.

The little monk of Jin Yu looked serious, did not answer, and stretched out three fingers and shook them quite wittily.

The Great Monk of the Nine Dry Brows frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and still stretched out two fingers and shook them.

The little monk shook his head slightly, turned his back, took two steps, stopped his steps, and stretched out three fingers behind his back and shook them vigorously.

The Great Monk of the Nine Withered Monks said helplessly: "Deal." ”

When the little monk turned around, his face was already blooming, and a golden light was emanating from it.

The Great Monk of Jiuku said: "This time, there are two people in my Golden Buddha Temple to participate in the Yudaomen Scholarly Sect. One of them is you, and the other is very competitive. Several high-ranking elders have recommended candidates at special meetings. ”

As he spoke, the Great Monk of the Nine Withers took out a list and handed it to the little monk Jinyu, "Look at the few people in the list, which one is the most suitable partner for you, you have the most right to speak." ”

The little monk of Jin Yu took the list, but with a glance of his eyes, the names on it were unobstructed.

The list includes not only names, but also simple backgrounds and provenances of these people.

"This?" the little monk Jin Yu thought for a moment, then pointed to one of the names and said, "It's this 'Murong Yu'." ”

Monk Jiuku took back the list, smiled, and nodded: "It coincides." ”

The little monk Jin Yu thought to himself: "I don't know Murong Yu. But the last time I separated from Xu Yang, he mentioned this person's name and specially asked me to take care of it. ”

Monk Jiuku thought to himself: "I didn't expect that the Holy Son of Jinyu, who has always ignored the affairs of the temple, has also learned to weigh the pros and cons. In addition to Murong Yu on this list, the rest of the people are all warrior monks who have practiced in the Golden Buddha Temple for many years, and they all have the support of senior elders behind them, which one will offend many people, but this Murong Yu is just a lay disciple, because of the excellent trial of the Golden Light Pagoda, he was selected to enter the Golden Clothes Hall to practice without any background. Moreover, it is said that in private, this Murong Yu gave spirit stones to every elder who had the right to vote, and this last place was given to him, and it was personally designated by the Golden Jade Holy Son, which was also a great joy for everyone. ”

The little monk of Jin Yu and the great monk of the Nine Withers nodded to each other, showing the same smile on their faces, as if they were thinking the same thing in their hearts.

"At the last True Lotus Glory World Conference organized by the Blue Lotus Dojo, you won the best result of the first place. This time the "Scholarly Sect" trial organized by the Yudaomen, you will definitely become the target of the public, so you must be extra careful. The Great Monk of the Nine Withered Monks instructed.

"Uncle Jiuku, please rest assured, the roast chicken that the little monk wants to eat, there is no one in the world who can rob me. After speaking, the little monk Jinyu folded his hands and gave the Buddha salute, and then turned to leave.

Looking at the back of the departing monk of the golden jade, the great monk of Jiuku muttered in his heart: "This golden and jade holy son is good anywhere, but he is greedy for chicken." But who in this world doesn't have a hobby? This is a real person. ”

Golden Buddha Temple, Golden Clothes Hall.

After Murong Yu learned that he had obtained the qualification to participate in the "Scholarly Sect" trial of Yudaomen, he almost jumped up with excitement, and said excitedly in his heart: "Lingshi, Lingshi, you are the greatest Buddha in the world. ”

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Qinglian Dojo.

Since discovering that Xicheng Feng had been taken away by the clone of the Demon Lord of the Western Regions, the four Qinglian Venerables were left with Bei Tinghua, Nan Gexue, and Donggong Yue.

The names of the four Qinglian statues are just nicknames, but their original names are rarely mentioned. The position of the nickname "Xicheng Feng" is temporarily vacant, and it will be selected among the many disciples of the Qinglian Dojo and passed the corresponding test before it can be filled.

And the original "Xicheng Feng" also serves as the head teacher, so the Qinglian Dojo must elect a new head teacher.

In terms of fame, the remaining three Qinglian Venerables are equal, and the combat power belongs to the Beiting Hua Venerable. But Bei Tinghua's mind is all on planting flowers and making wine, and he has no intention of teaching it. Therefore, with the consent of the Taishang Sect Qingguzi Zhenren, "Nange Xue" was elected as the new head of the Qinglian Dojo.

In the early morning, the sun rises in the east, and the color of red feather is sprinkled between the heavens and the earth, and it also falls on Qinglian Mountain.

Among the nine peaks of Qinglian Mountain, the first to enjoy the first sunshine is the first peak located on the easternmost side, which is called the first day.

The First Sun Peak is where the main altar of the Qinglian Dojo is located.

in the main hall.

Wearing a seven-star Dao crown and a Great Blue Lotus Dao robe, the Nange Snow Palm Sect sat on top of the main hall.

Standing under His Royal Highness were two extraordinary-looking young Daoists.

One of them, dressed in blue, is handsome. If Xu Yang was here, he would definitely recognize this person as one of the peerless geniuses of the Qinglian Dojo, Liu Haiyu.

Standing beside Liu Haiyu was a young disciple dressed in a red-fire unicorn pattern robe. The red robe is like fire, and his temperament is strong, which is the last time he participated in the True Lotus Shine World Conference and was defeated in the hands of Liu Haiyu.

Nange Xue said: "This time, Yudaomen issued a hero post from the Northern Regions, and the "Scholarly Gate" trial meeting will be held. The two places in our Qinglian Dojo are the two of you. ”

"Disciple Liu Haiyu is willing to go. Liu Haiyu said seriously.

"Disciple Yu is willing to go, and he will not dishonor the prestige of the Qinglian Dojo. "Yu said.

"Both of you are peerless talents among the younger generation of my Qinglian Dojo. There were some unexpected situations at the last True Lotus Shining World Conference, and this time the trial of the "Scholarly Sect" was not in my Qinglian Dojo, and many problems were even more unpredictable. It's better to get a good ranking, but the safety of both of you must come first. "South Pavilion Slopes.

"The disciple got it. The two said in unison.

The two turned and walked out of the main hall side by side.

Ji Yu said: "Haiyu, I'll leave first, let's go back and prepare, and set off in three days." ”

Liu Haiyu said: "Senior Brother Yu, see you in three days." ”

As soon as his divine sense moved, there was a soft sound from the fire-colored sword box behind him.

A line of fire rolled out, and the Fire Qilin Sword in the sword box was horizontal in the air. He jumped up and rolled away with a flying fire.

In the sword box behind Liu Haiyu, the voice of Qingxiaoyu sounded: "More than a thousand years ago, Yudaomen produced a peerless genius - Lu Qingyun. It is said that Lu Qingyun flew to the immortal realm five hundred years ago. Otherwise, I would like to meet Lu Qingyun, although I was known as the first sword cultivator in the Northern Regions back then, but Lu Qingyun's sword skills are not below me. Being able to go to the Feather Dao Gate to practice trials is also a creation. ”

Liu Haiyu said: "This time, the Yudaomen specially invited the top four of the True Lotus Yaoshi Conference to participate in the trial, and the Golden Jade Holy Son of the Golden Buddha Temple must also be among them. I lost to him last time, and this time I'm interested in fighting him again. ”

Granary!

A water shadow jumped out of the sword box behind Liu Haiyu, and the water shadow converged, revealing the body of the Ruoshui Sword across the opposite side.

Then, Liu Haiyu stepped on the Ruoshui sword.

Howling –

With a dragon groan, Liu Haiyu flew between heaven and earth on a water dragon.

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Feather Gate, Blue Feather Peak.

On the top of the Blue Feather Peak, there is a huge star mirror.

The star mirror is round, covers an area of 100 acres, and is made of a huge star crystal. The surface of the star mirror is inscribed with a map of 28 constellations, corresponding to the 28 constellations in the night sky.

When night falls, the stars shine brightly, and the star mirror absorbs the power of the stars, reflecting a large blue star brilliance. From afar, it looks like a blue bird talking to the stars.

At this moment, Zhan Yunfei was sitting on the star mirror.

He was bathed in the brilliance of blue stars, and in the void around him were floating beads of star light the size of fingernails, like extremely beautiful sapphires floating.

Zhan Yunfei pinched the trick with both hands, and a line of white spiritual light flew above his fingertips. The surrounding beads of star light were pulled by white spiritual light and connected into strings. He opened his mouth and inhaled, and a string of blue star light beads was inhaled into his mouth.

The power of Haoran contained in the star light bead was surging in Zhan Yunfei's body, and under the guidance of his Haoran Heavenly Vein, he traveled the Great Zhou Tian and operated a hundred remains.

"This time in the trial of Yudaomen, as the host, I Zhan Yunfei will definitely go all out to achieve a good ranking. In the interval between the breaks, Zhan Yunfei whispered to himself.

Feather Gate, White Feather Peak.

White Feather Peak is one of the seven peaks of Yudaomen, the mountain is high, the top of the mountain is covered with snow all the year round, it is white, looking at it from afar, as if a white phoenix is lying on the top of the mountain.

At this moment, on a snowy field on the top of the mountain, a woman in white is dancing a sword.

The woman looks like she is only seventeen or eighteen years old, with fine eyebrows, dignified appearance, slender body, white clothes, and outstanding temperament.

Without her, she is one of Xu Yang's confidants, Yaojun.

The sky is snowing, the white-clothed Yaojun leads the day's flying snow with the sword energy in his hand, the fairy sword dances, and the flying snow is the skirt, and its shape is beautiful.

At this moment, on the snow opposite Yaojun, the space quietly fluctuated.