On the outskirts of Hangzhou, Black Camel Mountain, wearing stars and moons.

King Kong Temple, dwelling on the south top of Wuwu Mountain, divided into two temples inside and outside, the outer temple is incense by the world, the inner temple is the place where the monks practice purely, there is a formation to guard, not in front of the world.

At this time, in the inner temple, the abbot Xuanfa was leading many monks to do evening classes.

Next to his seat, a futon was empty, which was originally the position of the temple superintendent.

There are hundreds of monks in the main hall, the sound of the scriptures, the wooden fish is knocking, there are Buddhas, four Bodhisattvas, eight heavenly dragons, and the golden body is flashing solemnly under the shaking of the green light.

In the recitation of Buddhist scriptures, this place is peaceful and sacred!

"Where is the presiding officer of this hospital?"

Suddenly, in this peaceful tranquility, a voice sounded, ethereal and majestic, breaking the silence.

This voice did not only resound in the main hall, but also came from the night sky, drifting in all directions.

"Who dares to break into the Gang Temple at night!"

Outside, in the night, a law enforcement monk shouted loudly when he heard the change of color.

In the main hall, the faces of the monks who were doing evening classes changed one after another, and the monks opened their eyes and prepared to rush out from the front of the main hall to see who was so bold to break into the Jinguang Temple at night.

'What's wrong?'

"Go check it out. ”

“.......”

At night, trespassing into the inner temple without permission must be some kind of uninvited guest.

For a while, there were some chickens and dogs jumping in the hall.

At this time, in the hall, the abbot Xuanfa heard the movement and did not immediately open his eyes.

He is the abbot, the presiding officer of a temple, he will not be easily disturbed passively, he is very good at nourishing qi, and he is still knocking on the wooden fish, wearing a robe, and the treasure is solemn.

Suddenly, the wooden hammer he was about to fall stopped in the air, and then his eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes stared ahead like electricity.

I don't know when, under the stage of the Buddha statue, a green robe appeared there silently.

The figure of the green robe is not big, but it makes the one Buddha and four Bodhisattvas and eight heavenly dragons in the Daxiong Treasure Hall lose the color of their golden bodies.

The Xuanfa host's eyes widened for breathing time, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Poor monk Jinguang Temple host, Xuanfa, welcome Jiang Zhenren!"

He hurriedly got up, didn't dare to slack off at all, bowed down and saluted, and signed up for his own number, how could he still have the previous qi cultivation kung fu.

Because the presiding monk recognized the man under the Buddha's platform.

No one in Kyushu dares to slack off.

I just don't know how this Taoist real person, who has disappeared for a year and a half, suddenly appeared in his Jinguang Temple after the shocking battle with the headless demon god back then, which startled him.

Xuanfa's expression was a little dazed.

And the monks who were about to go out to check on the foreign enemy to break into the monastery heard the sound and looked back.

I don't know when there is one more person under the solemn Buddha platform!

A little monk subconsciously wanted to drink, but the monk next to him quickly covered his mouth.

"Looking for death, you don't look at who it is, dare to be rude!"

The image of the Taoist Jiang Zhenren is found in almost all major avenues in Kyushu.

It's just that some of them don't recognize it for a while.

didn't recognize it, and was whispered in the ears of the senior brothers, and then immediately shocked, and then obediently lowered his eyes, and his heart pounded with fright.

The person who suddenly appeared in front of him, no one in Kyushu dared to be presumptuous in front of this person.

It is even rumored that this person is already a celestial person in the world, corresponding to the Arhat True Buddha, and is a real true immortal.

This is a super big man, and the little monks who were almost about to reprimand before were of course frightened.

For a time, the entire Daxiong Treasure Hall was as quiet as a chicken.

"Xuanfa, I have something to ask you, I heard that there is a person named Wang Yujing, and his head is with you?"

Jiang Xiaobai exerted his spatial supernatural powers, and it didn't take long for him to appear in Jinguang Temple, see the abbot here, and then directly explain his intentions.

The anger when he came, but his face was calm at this time.

"This..."

As soon as Xuanfa heard Jiang Xiaobai ask about the name Wang Yujing, his face changed, and he was obscure, as if he was a little distracted.

"Back to the truth, it is indeed there. ”

He was a little apprehensive and thought about a lot, but after all, he didn't dare to make a false accusation and said it.

Xuanfa didn't know why Jiang Zhenren suddenly appeared in Jinguang Temple and asked for the name of this taboo, but he thought that that person had predicted the heavenly opportunity and wanted to meet Jiang Zhenren.... The abbot was a little apprehensive for a moment.

You must know that after the catastrophe occurred last year, it was revealed that Wang Yujing had left sixteen characters of heavenly machine before his death, and the image of the catastrophe was echoed one by one, and the cultivation world was in an uproar, and the reputation earned by Jinguang Temple before was naturally affected.

Fortunately, most of the cultivation world was involved in this matter, and the reputation of Jinguang Temple did not lose too much.

"Where?"

"Back Mountain Stupa. ”

As soon as Xuanfa's words fell, I felt that the picture in front of me changed.

Originally, he was in the Daxiong Treasure Palace, but now he has arrived at the pagoda in the back mountain, and he has worked hard in a blink of an eye.

He was horrified in his heart, looking at Jiang Xiaobai, who was still standing in front of him, with a look of awe on his face.

"Real person, please come with the poor monk. ”

Xuanfa did not dare to delay, and led the way to the pagoda where Wang Yujing's head was suppressed.

Turn around and make a few turns, and you're there.

The green lantern shines on the pagoda, in the center of the four directions, there is an old monk who is full of mud and meditates with his eyes closed, as if he has been sitting here for a long time, his clothes and the soil on the ground are connected together, as if he is dead, and there is no trace of living breath on his body.

"Senior Brother Xuankong, Taoist Jiang Zhenren is here to watch Wang Yujing's head. ”

Xuanfa spoke to the monk, his face complicated.

But the Xuankong monk didn't react at all.

Jiang Xiaobai watched quietly on the side, with a different color in his eyes.

The monk seemed to be in a state of near-death, self-indulgent and unwilling to wake up.

"Alas, since the catastrophe happened that year, after the sixteen words of the Guigu disciple Wang Yujing, the junior brother went crazy for a while, and then it was like this. ”

The presiding officer sighed.

"Senior brother, he should have messed up his mind, blaming himself for only getting rid of demons, and not putting those sixteen words in his eyes, which has made the world suffer, so it is difficult to overcome the demons in his heart. ”

He said again, as if to explain something.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't speak.

Xuanfa didn't continue, but sighed again, what he just said, in fact, he hoped that this big man could help his junior brother and help him get rid of the sinking sea of suffering.

However, Jiang Xiaobai's face was calm, and Xuanfa didn't dare to say more.

Next, I saw him make a move towards the stupa standing opposite a certain Xuankong monk.

"Rub" "Rub" "Rub"

The heavy stupa turned, and a stone niche flew out.

There was an old head inside, with no flesh and skin.

When Xuanfa saw that this head had not been turned into bones for more than a year, his expression was a little surprised.

"I'm going to take him away!"

Jiang Xiaobai looked at this head quietly, and after a while, he said a word.

"Real person, this...?"

Xuanfa hesitated.

However, in the next second, Jiang Xiaobai disappeared.

With Wang Yujing's head!

........

In the middle of the night, there is a deserted deep mountain in the north of the river.

A streamer of light fell on a mountain peak.

The light was gone, and Jiang Xiaobai appeared.

Then he pointed to the void, and a head appeared out of thin air, his eyes closed.