A year later.

The top of the Moon Mountain.

Wu Yu sat on an empty cliff, swinging his legs outside the cliff and swaying wantonly.

"Alas...... Before I knew it, I had been blind for a year. ”

He let out a long sigh and said to Leng Yunxi, who was sitting quietly and in a daze, "You better go back to Xilan! ”

"What did you say? Didn't the master say it? One day, you will see the light again. ”

Leng Yunxi, who was dressed in black, looked stubborn, and turned around to shake Wu Yu's hand.

"Let go, how many times have I said it, young master, I'm tired of you, get out!"

Wu Yu's face turned red with excitement, and he shouted sharply: "Young Master, I was just teasing you at the beginning, teasing you, understand?"

Leng Yunxi looked at him quietly, paused for a moment, and suddenly said coldly: "You are really self-inflicted, the old lady just thinks that you are blind, and you accidentally fell off this cliff and fell to pieces, so it is not easy to explain to the person who set your number." ”

"Hmph, you just keep pretending, am I dead or alive, and I have a relationship with you for half a penny?"

Wu Yu gritted his teeth and scolded.

"Yes, you Wanshan Buhao gave me 100,000 taels to keep you safe on the top of this mountain, who do I ask for money when you die?"

Leng Yunxi replied with a teasing expression.

"Damn, isn't it just 100,000 taels? Lao Tzu will give you 200,000 taels, hurry up and get out!"

"Cut, do you have it, Young Master Wu!"

"You...... Lao Zhuang, you old bastard, get out, get 200,000 taels for Lao Tzu. ”

Wu Yu turned his head hysterically and shouted.

"Young Master......"

Lao Zhuang walked out of the thatched hut in the distance with his hands covered with flour, and said with a look of grievance: "Last year, the disaster in Beijing, the palace asked me to donate cloth from Wanshan, and the king of the Southern Wilderness asked the lord to transport four million pieces of cotton cloth from the south, but he didn't give a penny......

"Gotta get it!"

Before he could finish speaking, Wu Yu was already impatiently shouting: "I don't have any money, you give this little girl 100,000 taels?"

"Ahem, ahem...... Young master, I'm not afraid of you laughing, I also owe the silver taels to Princess Leng, I have to wait for the business to get a little better, and the old man has eased up before I can ......"

Lao Zhuang scratched his head with his hands with an embarrassed face, and painted himself into a big flower face.

"No, do you hear that?"

Wu Yu pursed his mouth, turned his head and said to Leng Yunxi: "You can't get any money for doing this, don't bother it." “

"It's okay, just take care of the food!"

Leng Yunxi smiled and said, "I believe in Wanshan Buhao's ability to make money. ”

"You ......"

Wu Yu was angry, thought about it and then said, "Are you still the princess of Sealand?

"It's not!"

Leng Yunxi replied very simply.

"You...... Alas!"

Anyway, no matter how exciting Wu Yu is, Leng Yunxi just won't be fooled.

So Wu Yu could only sit on the cliff with a sigh of relief, like a defeated rooster.

However, Wu Yu will not admit defeat easily.

He was silent for a moment, and suddenly shot at Leng Yunxi without warning.

I saw that he suddenly stretched out his left hand and shot an arc of electricity from his right armpit towards Leng Yunxi.

The arc looked strange, it looked like a fruit.

In addition, this arc also hid the back move, and when the lightning hit Leng Yunxi's left shoulder, it suddenly exploded into six light clusters, sealing all directions of Leng Yunxi's counterattack.

"Good!"

Leng Yunxi seemed to have long been accustomed to Wu Yu's sudden attack, and his body was already rushing towards the cliff like a black swan in a twist.

"Hmph, see if I don't kill you. ”

Wu Yu grinned, and two arcs of electricity suddenly condensed from his right hand, and continued to shoot towards Leng Yunxi in the air.

But Leng Yunxi also had already anticipated his back move, where would he be really hit.

Lao Zhuang, who was standing outside the hut, could only shake his head helplessly.

It is not the first time that the two have fallen in love and killed each other like this.

In the past year, in order to cure Wu Yu's eyes, Wanshan Buhao has invited famous doctors all over the world, but with little success.

One day, the white-eyed old monk of the mountain gate behind Leiling Temple suddenly came to the door, claiming to be able to treat Wu Yu's eye disease.

Later, Wu Yu, Leng Yunxi and Lao Zhuang came to the top of this moon mountain with the old monk Baimei, and they lived for a year.

In the past year, the white-eyed old monk would treat Wu Yu with a golden needle every day, and let Leng Yunxi pick cold dew to clean his eyes every day.

But Wu Yu's eyes still couldn't see anything, and there was no sign of recovery at all.

It made him a little manic.

The scolding battle with Leng Yunxi is becoming more and more intense, and there are more and more scenes of big fights.

Watching the two of them dodge each other in the air outside the cliff, Lao Zhuang had long been used to it, and remembering that he was still in the room, he hurriedly turned his head back.

"Mr. Zhuang. ”

A young man walked out from under the dead tree on the opposite side of the cliff, saluted him, and said slowly, "The wall of the outer courtyard has almost been built. ”

"Well, I worked hard to ask the teacher!"

Lao Zhuang hurriedly returned the salute and said respectfully: "I will go down the mountain today and ask Yang Dali and them to send the stone slab for laying the Shinto as soon as possible." ”

The young man's face was like a crown of jade, and his aura was extraordinary, but it was Wen Tianliu from Xianling Island, he walked quickly to Lao Zhuang's side, walked towards the thatched hut together, and said politely: "I'm so tired of Mr. Zhuang." ”

"Don't get in the way, if the master wants to rebuild the Lei Ling Temple, he must choose the best white marble stone to pave. ”

He said again: "Well, that's very good, but I heard that the Wanshan cloth is in Kyoto......"

"It's okay, even if our business in Kyoto is completely closed, this Thundering Temple must be built. ”

Lao Zhuang's eyes shot a fine light, and he said in a sonorous tone.

"This ...... Why?"

Wen Tianliu scooped up the scoop of water, originally to come to help with the noodles, but at this time he couldn't help frowning and asked.

"Because...... This is the meaning of the King of the Southern Wilderness. ”

Lao Zhuang paused, but he didn't hide it from Tianliu.

"This ......"

Wen Tianliu looked at Lao Zhuang in surprise, and only after a while did he speak: "It has been rumored that there has been discord in the Great Moon Palace for half a year, is it also related to this?"

"It's related, but it's not related!"

Lao Zhuang replied lightly.

Asking Tianliu, he couldn't help but ask, "The King of the Southern Wilderness didn't support Mo Bufan and the others, but came to support us?"

"That's natural, since Master Kuzhu insists on rebuilding the Leiling Temple on the original site, then this is where the orthodox Leiling Temple is located. ”

"But...... Mo Bufan and they have collected the vast majority of the disciples of the Lei Ling Temple and the Lei Ling Academy, and their strength can be described as the best in the world!"

"People's hearts float, after all, they are just chickens and dogs. ”

Lao Zhuang laughed and began to reconcile again.

Wen Tianliu added water to him, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly put down the water scoop and said, "No, I have to ask Master Withered Bamboo." ”

"Go ahead!"

Lao Zhuang smiled faintly, lowered his head and concentrated on his face.

......

Master Withered Bamboo's thatched hut was under a dead tree not far from the kitchen.

When Wen Tianliu entered the door, he was playing chess with the white-eyed old monk.

"It's coming. ”

Kuzhu smiled slightly and said hello.

"Master!"

Wen Tianfeng made a salute and said straight to the point: "The courtyard wall is almost completed, and the temple can be reopened as long as the mountain road is paved." ”

Withered bamboo nodded and said, "Sit!"

Wen Tianliu sat down in front of the chessboard of the two, thought for a while and asked, "It's just that the disciples are puzzled, why didn't the master come forward to summon the disciples of Leiling Temple and let them return to the sect?"

"If there is an old one in his heart, he will come back, so why should he summon him?"

Kuzhu smiled faintly and dropped a white move.

"But ......"

Ask Tianliu originally wanted to say that the top of this Moon Mountain was first ravaged by volcanic lava, and then the back mountain broke in the catastrophe a year ago, so everyone avoided such a dangerous place, who will come back?

Besides, Wanshan Buhao has organized people to rebuild the temple in the mountains for almost half a year, and such a huge movement, but not even an official has come to investigate, and the degree of neglect can be seen.

After thinking about it, Wen Tianliu didn't say this after all, but asked worriedly, "The master is really not ready to be the abbot again?"

"The fourth child is loyal and can take on this responsibility. ”

"But ......" Wen Tianliu frowned deeper, thought about it and couldn't help but say: "Mo Bufan learned the inheritance in the ancient tomb, as I expected, this person has already crossed the catastrophe in half a step, and his strength is directly catching up with the master back then, not to mention that Da Hongxi is good at refining weapons, which should not be underestimated." ”

"Huh!"

The withered bamboo fell again, and it took a while to reply: "I heard that the fat head tuo supports the second highness, and it has become the climate." ”

"Yes, although Senior Brother Zhong Feng's swordsmanship is good, he ...... After all, I have never entered the Tomb of Lihuo. ”

Wen Tianliu thought about it for a while, and couldn't help but say: "The master insists on this, I am afraid that it will attract the three of them to fight back." ”

"In the past year, due to the unprecedented catastrophe, the Great Moon Empire has been in trouble both internally and externally, and it has been in danger. ”

Kuzhu straightened up, looked solemnly at Tianliu and said, "But my three disciples don't think about Kuang Fu Sheji, the family and the country, how can I feel at ease?"

"This ......" Wen Tianliu sighed slightly, nodded after a moment and said, "There is an urgent report that the iron cavalry of Xilan and the Northern Wilderness has swept across the land west of the river and marched to the vicinity of the lava rift valley. ”

"Alas!"

The withered bamboo sighed and shook his head, took another white seed and dropped it, then looked at the white-eyed old monk opposite and said, "Senior brother, you are going to lose." ”

"Not necessarily!"

The white-eyed old monk slowly picked up a black chess piece from the chess box, raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "As soon as this son falls, the universe is reversed." “

After saying this, the white-eyed old monk placed the chess pieces on the star position in the lower right corner of the chessboard.

"Huh!"

Seeing that the white-eyed monk had eaten his six sons, but the situation that was originally a backwater pool began to gradually become clear, and the black chess, which was about to lose, was also re-established in an invincible position, and the withered bamboo was full of surprise, and his mouth was slightly open in disbelief, and he was speechless for a long time.

After a while, he came back to his senses, stared at the white-eyed old monk and asked suspiciously, "But I don't know where this chess piece is?"

"It's coming!"

The white-eyed old monk sighed, slowly closed his eyes, and in a moment he was already settled.

This game of chess, but it is not played.

Wen Tianliu stood aside with a puzzled expression, but he felt that these two people seemed to be playing a sharp game.

After pondering for a long time, he suddenly asked, "I don't know who the King of the Southern Wilderness wants to stir into this pool of troubled waters, and who does it represent?"

Kuzhu turned his head to look at him, and said with a faint smile: "What you said reminded me that on the fifteenth day of the first month, the king of the Southern Wilderness will enter Beijing." ”

"So, he's really going to get in?"

Ask Tianliu couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know if I will enter the game, but he has asked someone to pass the word, and you will worship the mountain on the fifteenth day of the first month, and you will let Mr. Zhuang's people clean up. ”

Withered bamboo said with a smile.

"Sure enough, it's coming......"

Wen Tianliu sighed clearly: "Alas, it's really complicated, if it weren't for the nowhere to go, I really want to leave this hellish place." ”

"By the way, the opening day of Leiling Temple might as well be set on the fifteenth day of the first month. ”

Kuzhu looked at Wen Tianliu with a smile on his face and said slowly.

"Huh, does the master think?"

Halfway through asking Tianliu, he already understood in his heart, and he couldn't help but stop talking again.

After all, the reconstruction of Leiling Temple is not a trivial matter, and if you want to open the mountain, you naturally have to find a royal force to preside over it.

But now that the situation in the Great Moon Palace is ambiguous, Master Withered Bamboo retreats to the second best place, and it is not a wise move to invite the King of the Southern Wilderness to open the mountain.

"At that time, I'm afraid that there will be people from Xianling Island. ”

Withered bamboo showed a meaningful smile, looked at Wen Tianliu and said.

The corners of Wen Tianliu's mouth twitched a few times, and his face turned pale and he didn't speak.

"You and Princess Leng have to prepare in advance, and there will be no conflict again that day. ”

Seeing that he didn't speak, the withered bamboo commanded lightly.

"You're saying Sealand will have someone coming, too?"

Wen Tianliu couldn't help frowning and asked.

"Maybe it will come. ”

Withered bamboo nodded and said.

"What about the Northern Wilderness?"

"Will come too!"

Kuzhu sighed, and his face couldn't help but have a layer of melancholy.

"What does the master mean that all the major forces in the world will appear on that day?"

"Yes. ”

"And they're all here to obstruct us from rebuilding the Leiling Temple?"

"Not bad!"

"But...... With just a few of us, how can we fight against the heroes of the world?"

"Alas...... So I only hope that the King of the Southern Wilderness has the ability to turn the tide. ”

“......”

There was silence again.

......

Out of the thatched hut of the withered bamboo master, Wen Tianliu sat on the stone table outside the kitchen, looking at Wu Yu and the two who were still fighting fiercely on the cliffside in a daze.

For the past year, he has stayed on the top of this Moon Mountain.

It's not that he doesn't want to go back to Faerie Island.

It's that you can't go back.

At the beginning, he was framed and quietly sent away from Xianling Island by his master, so he came to Leiling Temple to live as an exchange student for three or four years.

Last year, he confronted Nangong Yu in the fire tomb again, maintaining cold Tianyun everywhere, and almost cut off his way back to the island.

When the sun rose from the Fire Tomb, he urgently needed to find a safe and secluded place to peruse the inheritance he had learned from the ancient tomb.

The top of this moon mountain is where he thinks the best.

As the so-called most dangerous place is often the safest place.

The top of this Moon Mountain was not only affected by a volcanic eruption, but also cut the entire western foot of Moon Mountain into a straight and steep cliff by a terrible earthquake after the explosion of the Lihuo Tomb, which is an absolute danger.

Since then, no one from Kyoto has dared to set foot on this mountain of Moon.

So after coming out of the Lihuo Tomb, he walked directly to the southeast and entered this messy Moon Mountain.

His original intention was to find a secluded cave to consolidate his cultivation, and to think about the future after the inheritance learned from the tomb was completely stabilized.

Who would have thought that he would meet a white-eyed monk on Moon Mountain.

So he followed the white-eyed monk to this place and stayed for a year.

In this year, his cultivation has already broken through the Jiedan and reached the Sanyuan Middle Realm, and the "Wind God Mantra" has also been roughly digested by him, and his strength can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds.

There should be few people in the younger generation.

However, half a year ago, Master Withered Bamboo announced a decision that surprised him.

That is, on the top of this Moon Mountain, rebuild the Lei Ling Temple.

Even Master Kurezhu is ready to reopen the sect and rebuild the first temple in the world, which was once admired by the world.

It's a puzzling decision, as asked before.

In this year, Otsuki Kyoto underwent drastic changes, and even the entire Otsuki Empire underwent drastic changes.

During this year, countless monks established sects in Kyoto, and then countless more sects were defeated and destroyed.

In this year, the disciples of Leiling Temple, led by Fat Tou Tuo and Han, built the Kyoto Imperial Academy on the ruins of Kyoto's West Castle, and set up Leiling Temple in the academy, calling themselves orthodox.

Also in this year, more than 100,000 disciples of the original Lei Ling Temple and Lei Ling Academy appeared one after another, and some of them entered the Dayue Royal Academy established by Fat Toutuo and Han and became the backbone of it.

The rest were led by goat Hu Mo Bufan and Da Xihong to rebuild Lei Ling Temple and Lei Ling Academy in Taohuawu in the east of the city, known as authentic ......