Flame Emperor!

The middle-aged man who had just walked past turned out to be the emperor of the current Yanwu Dynasty.

All kinds of doubts in Xiao Chen's heart were solved, no wonder the emperor's qi on this person was ten or even a hundred times higher than that of many princes. No wonder his momentum, after accommodating himself, did not feel any discomfort.

Under the whole world, it is not the king's land!

As long as you are in this Yanwu Dynasty, it is equivalent to being in the other party's small world all the time, and this small world has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years. It is in line with the princes of one hundred and eight roads, three thousand families, hundreds of sects, and all the forces attached to it will invisibly increase the luck and strength of the dynasty.

Even Xiao Chen himself, being in it, will invisibly enhance the foundation of the dynasty.

It's just too small to be negligible, but if it's been a long time, it's not necessarily.

Old doubts are gone, and new doubts are born immediately.

He just demolished almost half of the imperial capital and made a big fuss about his son's wedding, making him make a big joke in front of the world.

To be Lao Tzu, there is still leisure and leisure, come to this Lingyin Temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha.

Even when he saw Xiao Chen, he didn't have any anger or killing intent, and he couldn't guess what he was thinking at all.

"Wacky ......"

Xiao Chen muttered in his heart, very puzzled.

"Let's go, let's go. Don't stand stupidly, in this Lingyin Temple, even if he is the Emperor of the Dynasty, he will not dare to do anything to you, don't worry. ”

The little monk thought that Xiao Chen was afraid of the existence of Emperor Yan and did not dare to go up the mountain, so he hurriedly relieved.

Xiao Chen wasn't worried about his safety in the Lingyin Temple, but he was just a little confused, and didn't explain and let Yanchen continue to lead the way.

A moment later, the ten-mile road was in a flash.

Before the dark fragrance floated, coming with the wind, faintly coming. In front of this temple, under the moonlit osmanthus tree, you can't smell any osmanthus fragrance.

"The ancient road of green pine forest, the snow is full of cold mountains. The winding path leads to the secluded place, which is the Lingyin Temple. ”

Xiao Chen chanted lightly the verses that Emperor Yan had just said, and looked at the simple plaque in front of the door, still a little incredulous.

Here, it will actually be Lingyin Temple.

Not to mention the magnificent temples on the mountain, even the welcoming hall at the foot of the mountain to entertain pilgrims is not much better than this Lingyin Temple.

Back to basics?

Xiao Chen's brows furrowed slightly, returning to the basics was casual and natural, deliberately making it so simple, but it seemed contrived.

With the status and strength of Lingyin Temple, the temple is built with a magnificent atmosphere, but it seems to be more true.

"Isn't this Lingyin Temple difficult to find? Why, other pilgrims said that they couldn't find it all over, so it was still a forbidden place. ”

Unable to bear the question in his heart, Xiao Chen asked.

The little monk smiled faintly and said softly: "This is really not a forbidden place, after ordinary pilgrims come in, the senior brothers and brothers in the temple will also treat each other with courtesy." Explain the Buddhist scriptures, serve tea and pour water, and the ceremony is thoughtful. But do you think that these people will really think that this place is Lingyin Temple, I am afraid that they only think that it is a temple of the same name. ”

"Don't think about it, I know you're disappointed, but this is really Lingyin Temple. I grew up here, and like my family, I won't lie to you. ”

Yan Chen's immature face was full of smiles, thinking that he felt that it would be a happy thing to be able to bring Xiao Chen to his home as a guest.

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

Seeing Yanchen's respectful luggage, he called his little uncle and ancestor, and then left quickly.

Thinking of the bad luck of the little demon monk of the silver knife, these junior brothers and brothers have already understood it.

Yanchen was slightly embarrassed, and whenever this happened, he laughed and hurriedly introduced Xiao Chen to the temple to divert the topic.

"Void Cloud Palace?"

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

It's obviously a courtyard, but the hall written is also interesting.

Think about the Heavenly Dragon Palace, how magnificent it is, the courtyard in front of you is completely incomparable.

"My master lives here, let's go, take you in. ”

When you enter the courtyard, the ground is full of fallen leaves, and you rustle when you step on it, as if you are walking on snow.

Although the courtyard is simple, the area is not small, and there are several adjacent wings alone.

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

One person holds a long sword in his arms, his facial features are like a knife, the water chestnut is distinct, handsome and extraordinary, and his temperament is dusty.

Xiao Chen took a closer look and was shocked in his heart, isn't this the Su Hanshan he just saw?

The man in front of him was dressed in a brocade robe, the sleeves of which were as fancy as the hem of his skirt. The skin on the face is delicate and smooth, and the delicate facial features are improvised, forming a handsome face with a peerless appearance.

But it doesn't give people a sense of distance, it looks quite soft, and with that delicate and smooth face, it makes people feel unexpectedly gentle.

He was undecided, his brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't know where the pieces should land.

Hey...... How do I feel a little familiar, but I can't remember it.

Xiao Chen was thinking about it, the man looked up at Xiao Chen, his frowning brows spread, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled.

In an instant, it was as if winter was gone, and spring was quietly coming.

A smile with spring, this spring is not the other spring. It is a gentle spring breeze, melting the ice and snow, the flowers go first, the spring breeze is once, and the flowers bloom.

Xiao Chen was stunned on the spot, his heart was like a wilderness, thousands of horses galloping, whistling past, like thunder in the sky, rolling non-stop.

This is...... Uncle Beggar?

No, this is the Spring Snow Swordsman, Panhuang!

It's just two different painting styles, and what's even more incredible to him is that the two seem to come to Lingyin Temple before and after.

"Little Brother Xiao Chen, I didn't expect you to come to this Lingyin Temple too. ”

When Panhuang saw Xiao Chen, his eyes lit up, and he was about to come over.

But when he was about to get up, he was forced down by Su Hanshan's sword on his shoulder.

"Hurry up, I'm better. If you want to abandon your son, admit defeat first. ”

Su Hanshan's expression was calm, and he said indifferently.

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

"Who are you two, why are you in my master's courtyard, this place is not for pilgrims to come in, hurry up, hurry up. ”

A trace of doubt flashed in the little monk's eyes, and he looked at the two strangers with a puzzled look in his eyes.

He immediately strode over, ready to drive people away.

Su Hanshan and Panhuang saw the little monk coming, and a flash of surprise flashed in their eyes.

Su Hanshan put away his sword, jumped lightly, and landed on the courtyard wall without waiting for the little monk to get close.

Emperor Pan's figure flashed, appearing on the courtyard wall as if teleporting, and both of them seemed to be a little afraid of this little monk.

As if he could see through the bad luck contained in his body, he didn't dare to touch it.

"What a fast body!" Yanchen's eyes lit up, and he wanted to continue chasing.

"Don't be rude!"

Xiao Chen was just about to open his mouth to remind, but a soft shout stopped Yan Chen, but it was Master Xuyun who appeared.

Once in the Longteng Marquis Mansion, Xiao Chen and the Void God Master had met once, and the two of them had met.

"Master. ”

Yanchen jumped and landed in front of Master Xuyun, pointing at Su Hanshan and the others, "Who are these two people?"

"Your Excellency, abbot, you have disturbed them when you have come to settle down with me. ”

"Hehe, Master Xuyun laughed, not to mention disturbing. Is this the kid back then? At first sight, it really lived up to its name. ”

The two Panhuang had already fallen again, and they all looked at Yanchen with a curious look.

"That's good. The two donors are busy first, and I want to entertain the Xiao donors. ”

After some politeness, Xiao Chen was introduced into the tea room in the hall by Master Xuyun, and Master Xuyun made tea by himself.

"Lord Xiao, it's really okay. Counting the time, we haven't seen each other for ten years. ”

Master Xuyun handed over a cup of brewed tea and laughed softly.

Taking the teacup, Xiao Chen was not in a hurry to taste it, and muttered: "Thank you for the master's action this time, otherwise it will inevitably be troublesome." ”

Su Hanshan and Panhuang are both there, obviously Master Xuyun is not ignorant of things under the mountain as the little monk said.

"You're welcome. But since you're here, let's stay in this Lingyin Temple for a few days. Even if there is no such thing, I would like to invite Lord Xiao to stay for a few days. ”

Master Xuyun smiled slightly, unhurriedly huge.

Xiao Chen thought about it, the other party should have other meanings, but since Wei said it, then he didn't ask.

At the same time, in the main hall of Lingyin Temple.

When Emperor Chaoyan finished the incense alone, he looked at the Buddha statue of the Buddha of Jiaye, held a bamboo stick, and muttered: "My sign, is it good or bad." “

Emperor Yan drew lots, and the results of the test, whether he wanted to or not, would involve the entire Yanwu Dynasty, which was inevitable.

The abbot of Lingyin Temple, Xuye, walked out from the side, took the bamboo stick, half a sound, and sighed softly: "Sign down." “