"It's just what, I hope to host Mingjian." Wang Jinhan hurriedly asked with a slight bow to the monk of Bule.

"Donor, it's just that you have two kinds of exercises. Since you said that the Buddhist exercises are passed on by people through external experience, then the exercises of the Xuanyi Sect that you have must be authentic, right? The monk said in a deep voice, "On this river and lake, the righteous path has always been the most in Zhulin Temple, followed by the Xuanyi Gate. The donor, as a descendant of the Xuanyi Sect, wants to lead my Zhulin Temple, I think even if the old man agrees, the hosts of the various institutes will not agree. ”

"You mean, what I'm practicing is the practice of the Xuanyi Sect?" Regarding the statement that he is not a monk, Wang Jinhan froze. For a long time, I didn't know what kind of exercises I was cultivating, but I actually had such a miraculous medical skill. And the Xuanyi Gate happened to carry a medical word. Could it be that the exercises he practiced really came from the Xuanyi Sect?

"Isn't it?" The monk asked rhetorically, "When the donor just suppressed the demon in Yitian, he used the thirteen needles of the ghost hand unique to the Xuanyi Sect. In the same way, when you don't perform the exercises, the donor faintly exudes the power of the Xuanyimen's mental method "Passing Away", if you are not a descendant of the Xuanyi Sect, how can you learn "Passing Away"? ”

"Death?" Listening to the question of not being a monk, Wang Jinhan was even more puzzled. He believes that the unhappy monk will not say that he is a descendant of the Xuanyi sect for no reason, there must be something hidden in this, but the monk does not know, and he does not know. Perhaps, you will only know when you go to the Xuanyi Gate!

"Don't the donor know what he is doing?" Seeing that Wang Jinhan was so puzzled, the monk couldn't help but ask.

"I was raised by my grandfather since I was a child, and all the exercises I practiced were taught by my grandfather. When I was seven years old, my grandfather died, and then I joined the national army, not knowing that what I was practicing was the practice of the Xuanyi Sect, and I had never met anyone from the Xuanyi Sect. I need to personally go through the Xuan Yi Sect to understand the cause and effect. But Abbot, it's true that I'm not from the Xuanyi Sect. Wang Jinhan scratched his head and said with some distress. I can't help but feel a little helpless in my heart: here, I actually brought out my life experience.

"I see...... "I see" Bule Monk nodded slowly, turned to look at Yi Tian, who was in a semi-comatose state, and gently patted his head with one hand, and heard a groan coming, one day he actually stretched his waist, and asked in a daze, "Master, didn't the disciple go down the mountain......" Then he thought of the scene that had just happened, and he also saw Wang Jinhan in his sleepy eyes, and couldn't help but shout "Bah!" Boy, dare to hurt your Grandpa Yitian! ”

"Yitian!" The monk scolded him, which made Yitian completely sober up, pointed at Wang Jinhan and said, "Master, it's this kid, it's really funny that he still told me what a Buddha is!" And he also injured me, master, you teach him a lesson! ”

"Yitian, as a member of my Buddhist sect, I have the same path as the Taoists, and the emphasis is on self-cultivation. You have such a violent temper, I don't think it's suitable to go down the mountain, so let's practice Wutai Mountain! Shaking his head helplessly, the monk said in a deep voice.

"Master, don't!" As soon as these words came out, Yitian was so frightened that he almost fainted, and immediately begged, "The disciple is just too excited when he first came off the mountain, so he offended a few words, and I hope the master will forgive me!" ”

"When will you be able to keep your mind at water? Alas......" the monk sighed deeply, "this benefactor is a distinguished guest invited for the teacher, but you have repeatedly offended. Whether to go or stay, or let this benefactor decide! ”

"Abbot, I believe that Senior Brother Yitian has no intention of offending. Besides, how can it be so easy for young people to be able to stop their hearts? This time, forgive him! Wang Jinhan immediately said. Joke, now is the time when there is a shortage of talents, how can the old monk let the old monk leave this kid in the temple to chant sutras and chant Buddha? Killing people is the happiest thing!

"Eun! What this senior brother said is very true, and I hope that you will forgive your sins! Yitian nodded again and again, and his impression of Wang Jinhan immediately improved: This kid is not very old, but he is very good at talking!

"Since this benefactor has spoken, then I will not pursue it." The monk nodded slowly, and then said, "Yitian, this donor is actually here for the alliance. The Aixin Jueluo family violated the agreement of a hundred years ago and walked out of the three eastern provinces without authorization, and Liu Qingfeng, the son of Tianluan, the descendant of the first demon sect, caused a disaster to the world, and needed our righteous sect to join forces to fight the enemy. If you follow him, you must assist your senior brother well, and you must not do evil! ”

"The disciple remembers the master's teachings, and he will definitely follow the senior brother!" Yitian immediately replied. At this time, the master is the boss, and he has to listen to everything he says, if he doesn't let himself go down the mountain, then it's all over! The monk nodded in satisfaction, and then said, "That's the best." Now go and inform the four sect hosts and gather all the disciples in the main courtyard of Zhulin Temple. ”

"Yes!" Yitian shouted, and his figure disappeared in a flash, making the monk slowly helpless, shaking his head and saying, "Yitian, this kid is very talented, how can he be unstable." Go down the mountain, I hope you will train a lot! ”

"Abbot, you're serious. In fact, the Buddha in everyone's heart is different, and the Buddha itself is also ever-changing. As long as he can understand the true meaning of the Buddha, even if he is arrogant and murderous, he will not have demons in his heart. One qiē, he has to rely on himself! Wang Jinhan smiled and said with a sigh.

"Perhaps, what the donor said is the true meaning of the Buddha!" Listening to Wang Jinhan's opinions, the monk actually had a feeling of confusion, could it be that the Buddha in his heart has always been wrong......

The speed of Yitian was also fast, and in just ten minutes, all the four masters led their disciples to the main courtyard of Zhulin Temple to wait. Huigen, the presiding officer of Luohan Hall, is a big man nearly two meters tall, with a bald head and a round face, and a pair of angry eyes under his thick eyebrows, not angry and arrogant. Huikong, the presiding officer of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, was about the same height as Wang Jinhan, wearing a somewhat shabby monk's robe, and his eyes drooped and looked sick, no one would see that this half-dead monk was actually a master at the peak of foundation building. And the presiding officer of the Bodhi Temple, Hui Ku, is a white and pure middle-aged man, who is waiting with a smile on his face at this time. Only the Damo Academy, the host Huineng didn't know where he went, and his eldest disciple Xuan Bei temporarily presided over it, and he also came to the main courtyard.

The monk glanced around at everyone and said in a deep voice, "Today, the old man invited the four hosts to come, mainly to inform you of one thing: the Aixin Jueluo family a hundred years ago once again stepped out of the three eastern provinces, violating the agreement that my righteous sect asked them to sign back then, and at the same time, Liu Qingfeng, the descendant of Tianluan, sneaked into the world early, waiting for the opportunity to do evil. The rivers and lakes will soon cause a turmoil. Wang Jinhan's benefactor came to my Zhulin Temple to ask for an alliance to fight against the Demon Gate. Now, Lao Wei ordered you to follow Wang Jinhan's benefactor into the world and dismantle this crisis! ”

"Senior Brother Abbot, I have something to say!" As soon as the words fell, Hui Gen, the host of the Luohan Hall, stepped forward with angry eyes and said, "My Zhulin Temple is the number one faction in martial arts, this Wang Jinhan, how can He De lead the disciples of my Zhulin Temple?" ”

"Huigen, your question is really difficult to answer." The monk nodded slightly, he had long known that Huigen would ask such a question, and instead asked rhetorically, "Since this is the case, then what do you say should be done?" ”

"I think there are two paths!" Huigen immediately said, "One, I will directly enter the worldly world from my four gates to fight against the Aixin Jueluo family and the descendants of Tianluan!" Second, we people in the martial arts have always subdued people with martial arts. If this person named Wang Jinhan can defeat us, since the host speaks, then we are willing to obey his command for the time being! ”

"That's a way to do it. Lord Wang, I don't know which of these two choices are you going to choose? A smile appeared on the face of the monk and turned to ask Wang Jinhan.

Wang Jinhan felt a little funny, as if he had been rehearsed before, he stood up and whispered, "Since this senior brother said that the rivers and lakes use martial arts to subdue people, then I, Wang Jinhan, am not talented, and I want to try my cultivation." I don't know what the senior brother thinks? ”

"Good!" With a loud roar, Huigen laughed and nodded repeatedly. In the entire Zhulin Temple, except for some old perverts who are not happy monks and Tibetan scripture pavilions, Huigen is the first master. Although it is common to learn from others on weekdays, slowly no one wants to learn from him: Damn, is this a competition? Every time I fight, I am injured and dying, and I almost hand over my life, what kind of competition is this? So, Huigen's hands are itchy! Although this little white face is delicate and delicate, and it may not be very good to fight, it is also a beautiful thing to be able to make a few punches enjoyable! Hey, hey, hey...... Oh, Amitabha, the poor monk has lost his temper......

"Since both of you are willing to compete to settle this matter, then the old man will not stop it." The monk nodded slightly, and shouted loudly, "Now that the disciples are scattered, there will be a competition here!" ”

"Yes!" All the disciples dispersed one after another after hearing the order, forming a circle with a diameter of more than 30 meters to surround the two of them in the middle, and everyone was enthusiastic: Huigen presided over the cultivation to a high level, and this time he could feast his eyes!

"This Uncle Huigen is really speechless, he actually wants to defeat Senior Brother Wang, isn't this a dream? Alas......" Yitian, who was standing on the side, looked at Huigen with some sympathy, and the disciple next to him was full of puzzlement, and asked in a low voice, "Senior Brother Yitian, did you say the opposite?" ”

"Nope!" Yitian spread his hands and said, then patted the little monk's shoulder, and said in an elder tone, "Senior brother, don't underestimate anyone. In your eyes, you are a short and poor person, and you may become a rich second generation in one step! ”

"Ao ......" The little monk still didn't understand this sentence, and turned his head to look at the competition in a daze......