The first of the eight watches! There are three more chapters at most, and Brother Yun will leave Qingshui City, so excited!

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Lingjue Temple is a big temple, but also an ancient temple, historical records say that it was built in the period of the Northern and Southern Dynasties of China.

The architectural layout of Lingjue Temple, the plane is square, and the north-south depth axis of the main offering Bodhisattva Palace, the Dharma Hall, and the Tibetan Scripture Building is organized in the north-south depth axis, which is symmetrical and stable, and the neatness is rigorous.

Along this central axis, the front and rear buildings rise and turn, like a song that echoes before and after, and has a vivid rhyme.

Through the architectural layout of Lingjue Temple, Lingyun can see that its pattern has a deep yin and yang cosmology and an aesthetic psychology that advocates symmetry, order, and stability.

Ling Yun and Murong Feixue walked through the Daxiong Treasure Hall, walked through the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and soon came to the backyard that Murong Feixue said.

Coming here, Ling Yun smiled dumbly, where is this the backyard of Lingjue Temple, but the monk's room and hall of Lingjue Temple.

Of course, Murong Feixue is a jewelry appraiser and designer, and her understanding of the temple is similar to that of most ordinary people, in her opinion, since this is the place where the monks of Lingjue Temple live and eat fasting and chant Buddha, idlers are not allowed to enter, and tourists are rarely visited, isn't it the backyard of Lingjue Temple.

Because this is the monk's room of Lingjue Temple, it is not open to the public, so it seems deserted, but the Zen rhyme is stronger.

The two came to the gate of the courtyard of the monk's room together, and Murong Feixue said politely to a young monk who was at the door: "Hello, please go in and report, I want to meet Master Xuanzhi." ”

The young monk glanced at the two of them. Seeing that the two of them were well dressed, he stood on his chest with one palm. Bowing slightly, the monk saluted and said, "Two donors, please go back." Master Xuanzhi said, I don't see pilgrims today, and I won't untie the sign. ”

Murong Feixue's eyes showed disappointment, but she didn't want to give up, and continued to plead: "Please also ask the little master to go in and talk about it, just say that Murong Feixue of the Murong family wants to see him." ”

Murong Wenshi and Master Xuanzhi were close friends, and he would visit Lingjue Temple almost every month to drink fragrant tea with Master Xuanzhi and sit down to discuss Zen. Therefore, Murong Feixue naturally knew Master Xuanzhi.

When Murong Feixue was eighteen years old, Murong Wenshi took her to Lingjue Temple and asked for a marriage sign, which was the sign that Master Xuanzhi gave her, Murong Feixue didn't believe in this set very much, and never took it seriously, but now that it has been fulfilled, Murong Feixue naturally wants to thank her in person.

Ling Yun stood at the door of the monk's room. He had already released his divine sense, and then his face changed slightly, because his divine sense had visited the courtyard of the monk's house. In a very simple meditation room on the east side, on top of the futon on the ground, an old monk was sitting.

The old monk was dressed in gray monk's robes. Covered with a robe, the appearance is ancient. Sitting cross-legged, the treasure is solemn. Twisting the Buddha beads in his hand, opening and closing his lips, chanting words, obviously sitting in meditation and chanting sutras.

What made Ling Yun's face change, of course, was not because he suddenly saw a monk chanting, but because he couldn't see through the strength and cultivation of this old monk!

Although, this old monk looks like an ordinary monk, but Ling Yun is a knowledgeable Taoist, this old monk is definitely not an ordinary person, his cultivation is at least above the sixth layer of the innate level!

Sky! Lingjue Temple really has such a master!

Since hitting the mountain, Ling Yun has been opening his divine sense to the maximum, just to see if there are any ancient martial arts cultivators in this famous scenic spot Lingjue Temple, but he has explored Lingjue Temple all over again, and he has not found an acquired master, originally Lingyun was still a little disappointed, but he didn't expect that when he came to the backyard of Lingjue Temple, he found one, and he was a top master!

So far, what Ling Yun has seen can really be called a master, that is, there are only three people, Qin Dongxue, Liu Suifeng, and the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect.

Qin Dongxue is now at the peak of the innate fourth layer, Liu Suifeng is in the early stage of the innate fifth layer, as for what kind of cultivation the Demon Sect Holy Maiden is, Ling Yun can't see it at all, it can be said to be unfathomable.

Of course, Ling Yun and Bai Xian'er are naturally also masters, so there is no need to mention it.

As for the monks who cultivated ancient martial arts, Ling Yun had also seen two, one was the master of extinguishing emotions in the early stage of the eighth layer of the day after tomorrow, and the other was the master of Xingchi in the first layer of the innate layer, the former was killed by Ling Yun, and the latter died in front of Ling Yun.

Now, Ling Yun has seen another one, and this one's cultivation is so profound that Ling Yun can't even see through it, how can he not be shocked?

Ling Yunxin said, if nothing else, this must be the Xuanzhi mage in Murong Feixue's mouth.

Ling Yun was secretly frightened, feeling that the other party's strength was not below him, he glanced at Murong Feixue, who was begging the young monk, and said casually: "Sister Murong, since Master Xuanzhi is not a guest today, we might as well go back first and come back another day." ”

Ling Yun didn't want to entangle too much with the people in the Buddhist sect, and the thirty-six plan was the best plan, and Ling Yun wanted to retreat.

As soon as Lingyun's words fell, he heard a Buddha call from the monk's room: "Amitabha, I don't know that there are distinguished guests visiting Lu Dao today, the old monk is rude, the two donors are invited ......to come in quickly."

Although the voice is old, it is majestic, like a dusk drum and morning bell, deafening.

Ling Yun's heart moved, and he immediately sensed with his divine sense that the old monk was already standing up on the ground with one hand, and he didn't perform any light exercises, and everything he behaved was no different from that of ordinary people.

When the young monk heard this, he immediately flashed out of the way, bowed to Murong Feixue and said, "Master Xuanzhi invites the two donors to come in......

Murong Feixue smiled brightly: "Thank you, little master, ......"

After speaking, as soon as he pulled Ling Yun's arm and dragged him to the courtyard of the monk's house, Ling Yun had no choice but to follow with a wry smile.

As soon as the two of them entered the monastery, they happened to see the old monk walking out of the monk's room, perhaps because of the meditation just now, his eyes were clear, his face was bright, he was smiling, and he walked over to Ling Yun and Murong Feixue.

"Meet Master Xuanzhi ......"

Murong Feixue saw that Master Xuanzhi actually greeted him in person, and hurriedly let go of Ling Yun's arm, his face was a little red, as if he was worshipping Buddha, he folded his hands and bowed to Master Xuanzhi.

Master Xuanzhi naturally folded his hands to return the salute, and said with a smile in his mouth: "Feixue doesn't need to be polite, Lao Wei and your grandfather are close friends, and they drink the tea he gave every year, and you are here today, if I let you eat the closed door, I will have to buy this tea myself in the future......

"Master Xuanzhi is really joking......" Murong Feixue smiled, delicate and moving, bringing a bright and vivid atmosphere to this simple backyard.

Ling Yun stood with his hands in his hands and didn't speak, he just smiled with Murong Feixue.

"Please come in ......"

Master Xuanzhi led the two into his meditation room, and after sitting down, he ordered the young monk just now to make tea, but he glanced at Ling Yun deeply, and asked with a smile, "I don't know who this little benefactor is?" ”

"Lingyun." Ling Yun smiled slightly, telling the truth, neither humble nor arrogant.

"What? Lingyun?! ”

After hearing Ling Yun's name, Master Xuanzhi's eyes immediately changed, and he stood up suddenly, looking up and down, looking at Ling Yun all the time.

That look, as if seeing aliens, was shocked, and there was a trace of unspeakable confusion.

Ling Yun and Murong Feixue glanced at each other, looked up at Master Xuanzhi and said, "What, has Master Xuanzhi heard of me?" ”

Murong Feixue was extremely surprised, but Ling Yun knew in his heart, Master Xuanzhi's skills were profound, and he must have been no worse than he was eighteen years ago, if Master Xuanzhi was also in Lingjue Temple when his mother picked him up in Lingjue Temple, then it would be difficult for Qin Qiuyue to hide from Master Xuanzhi when she picked up her own affairs that night.

"Shouldn't it......" In Murong Feixue's surprised gaze, Master Xuanzhi glanced at Ling Yun twice, muttered to himself, and slowly sat down again.

Murong Feixue saw Master Xuanzhi's rare gaffe, she asked suspiciously: "Master Xuanzhi, Lingyun is my boyfriend, what you said shouldn't be, what do you mean ......?"

"Feixue, I'm sorry, it was the old man who lost his temper just now......" Master Xuanzhi knew that he was out of shape, he blamed himself first, and then looked at Ling Yun again and asked: "Little donor Lingyun, the old man has a very abrupt question that he wants to ask you, I don't know if I can talk about it?" ”

Ling Yun smiled indifferently: "Master, please speak." ”

Now, Ling Yun already knew that he was a descendant of the Ling family, his biological mother was the saintess of the previous generation of Demon Sects, and Qin Qiuyue was a member of the Qin family, so in front of outsiders, he no longer needed to hide his identity.

He has to take care of the Ling family, and he naturally has to take care of the Qin family, the two declining families, the burden of re-emergence has fallen on Ling Yun's shoulders, and in the face of a master like Master Xuanzhi, of course he can't lose his bearing.

What's more, if Master Xuanzhi really knew what to say, Ling Yun also wanted to inquire a little from him.

For example, why was he picked up by Qin Qiuyue in Lingjue Temple, and not somewhere else? There is obviously something hidden here.

"Little Master Lingyun, I don't know if your current mother is surnamed Qin?" Master Xuanzhi didn't hide it, and asked as soon as he opened his mouth.

Ling Yun was moved in his heart, nodded and said, "Yes, my adoptive mother is called Qin Qiuyue." ”

Master Xuanzhi was completely dumbfounded.

Also shocked was Murong Feixue, she looked at Master Xuanzhi, then at Ling Yun, and said blankly: "Master Xuanzhi, do you know each other?" ”

Master Xuanzhi shook his head: "I don't know ......"

Ling Yun replied, "Sister Murong, there is something you don't know, my mother, eighteen years ago, picked me up in Lingjue Temple. ”

Ling Yun simply said it directly, this is not a secret, it is recorded in the Public Security Bureau, and there is no need to hide it.

At this time, Ling Yun had already made a decision in his heart, he said it, just to see if this Master Xuanzhi was an enemy or a friend, if it was an enemy, he would not hesitate to kill Master Xuanzhi on the spot, even if the hole cards were exhausted!

Murong Feixue was shocked, she never expected that Ling Yun's life experience would be so bizarre!

"Sure enough, it's you!"

When Master Xuanzhi heard this, his face changed again, and he stood up from his seat again, and the robe on his body was silently agitated, and the hunting sound was obviously extremely excited. (To be continued......)