In the afternoon, after saying goodbye to the heads of the two factions of Xiaoyao and Kunlun, Shi Wuwei and the four of them walked along the lakeside path towards the high mountain. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, at this time in Hangzhou, there were already many famous and decent people.

But only the Cang Sect remains, and the Yaochi Immortal Sect is still in the future.

Therefore, the blades of all the major sects are waiting in the city.

When everyone arrives, a martial arts conference will be held to discuss the enemy's strategy.

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Half an hour later.

Shi Wuwei and the four of them had already stepped on a gray stone staircase that soared upward.

On both sides of the staircase, camphor trees of various sizes and ginkgo biloba are overgrown.

As far as the eye can see, this mountain trail seems to be hidden in a world of jade, full of life.

Walking on this stone step, Shi Wuwei's heart also let out a sigh of emotion.

"The vitality of heaven and earth here is much richer than that of the world, no wonder the treasure temple Taoist temple is built in search of the spiritual mountain."

Indeed, it is precisely with the strong vitality of heaven and earth that the trees in the mountains and forests will be more lush and green than the trees in the world.

But then again, he also knew very well in his heart that no matter how strong the Heaven and Earth Vitality of this mountain was, it could not compare to the immortal island they had been to before.

Moreover, he remembered that even the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi on Minshan Mountain was three points thicker than here.

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Before they knew it, several people had been walking for nearly a quarter of an hour.

And when they walked along the stone steps and bypassed a stone wall, they found two stunned bald little monks, holding brooms in their hands, sweeping the fallen leaves on the steps.

Although they are also little monks, these two little monks are different from the little monks Shi Wuwei knows.

Because these two little monks, it's really small.

The height is not as high as Shi Wuwei's waist, and his eyes are as pure as water.

Mu Yiyi saw that there were two such cute little gray-clothed monks in front of him, and immediately greeted with a smile, "Two little masters, what are you doing here?" ”。

A little monk stopped what he was doing, and put one hand on his chest, and the milky Amitabha Buddha said, "We sweep the floor here."

As soon as Mu Yi saw that these two people were so old, they also had the image of a Buddha, and he immediately remembered the immature face of the little monk.

She even felt that the little monk she knew was only a little taller than these two little monks, and his mind seemed to be similar.

"This benefactor, are you going up the mountain too?"

Another chubby monk also asked when he saw this person coming here.

Mu Yi nodded and said with a smile, "We're going to meet Master Kongzhi."

When the little fat monk saw that a few more people were coming to see his uncle, his little eyes rolled first, and then he said, "Then you go up, my uncle and ancestor are on the mountain."

In the end, Mu Yiyi really thought that these two monks were too cute.

So, she touched the heads of the two with a smile and groan, and then continued to walk towards the mountain with everyone.

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After passing through a camphor forest and bypassing a mountain wall, an unpretentious mountain gate appeared in front of several people.

Above the mountain gate, there is a plaque with gold characters on a red background.

On the plaque, there are three big characters written 'Lingyin Temple'.

"Who is the Buddha Gate?"

A solemn voice also came from within this mountain gate.

After that, four gray-clothed monks armed with wooden sticks walked out of the mountain gate that had been open all along.

Seeing this, Wang Zhengnan stepped forward directly.

"Wang Zhengnan, the peak master of the Qingzhu Peak of the Dao Sect, came to meet Kong Zhi and Master Wuxiang."

As soon as these words came out, the four monks all frowned at each other.

Naturally, they had heard of the name of the Peak Lord of Qingzhu Peak.

However, they are wondering how to get each other to prove their identity.

But just when they were still thinking, they only heard a somewhat old voice from inside the mountain gate behind them.

"Wang Dao Chief, do you still recognize the old man?"

A monk wearing an earthy yellow monk's robe and a bright red and gold silk robe walked out of the mountain gate.

This monk has eight ring scars on his head, his eyebrows and beards are white, his eyebrows and eyes are kind, and he looks compassionate.

Wang Zhengnan hurriedly stepped forward and saluted.

"Daozong Wang Zhengnan, I have seen Master Wuxiang."

Yes, this old monk is the presiding officer of this Lingyin Temple, and his Dharma name is Wuxiang.

In fact, if it is about seniority, Wang Zhengnan is the same generation as the other party.

But the other party's Buddhism is profound, and the cultivation of people is already worthy of Wang Zhengnan's respect.

The old monk saw that this person who had been famous in the rivers and lakes for a long time was so respectful, so he smiled and said, "Hahaha, Wang Daochang, you and I are equals, so there is no need to make this big gift."

"The person who crosses one side of the master has immeasurable merits, and the junior brother is ashamed of himself." Wang Zhengnan flattened down and spoke.

And his eyes were still respectful.

However, at this time, the master of the void phase did not pay attention to his words, but looked at the young men and women behind the other party with a smile on his face.

"Haha, a few of you are my friends who met at the foot of the mountain."

Su Wushi listened to what the other party said, and thought that the little monk really hadn't forgotten his own people, so he smiled proudly, "Hehe, the junior Su Wushi, I have seen Master Wuxiang."

"Haha, these days, my little junior brother has often mentioned your name. Come to think of it, Lao Wei is still grateful to a few people for taking care of Wu Nian." Master Wuxiang, said with a smile.

He remembered that his little brother didn't like to talk on weekdays.

However, since returning from Nandu, since I met the day before yesterday, the little junior brother has been gushing about the encounters in the rivers and lakes in the past two or three years.

And among them, most of the interesting stories are related to these three people.

In fact, the people of their wordless Buddhist sect love this little junior brother very much. Not only because the other party is an apprentice of Master Kongzhi, but also because the little junior brother is talented and kind-hearted.

Therefore, it is naturally very happy to see the growth of the little junior brother, and he is naturally very happy as a senior brother.

Su Wushi saw that the little monk actually said good things about himself, and immediately smiled proudly, "Hahaha, where is it, don't dare to be, don't dare to be."

"No Shi, no rudeness!!".

Wang Zhengnan once again scolded in a deep voice.

And Su Wushi also rolled his eyes again.

In the end, these people entered the mountain gate of Lingyin Temple under the leadership of Master Wuxiang.

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Lingyin Temple, built on the mountain.

There are many trees in the mountains, and they are full of foliage.

If someone looks down from the air, they will find that the entire temple seems to be surrounded by clusters of branches.

Only the roof tiles that appear from time to time can show everyone the location of this courtyard.

In fact, in this Lingyin Temple, there are more than 20 large and small courtyards, more than 50 houses for monks to live in, and there are Zen rooms, firewood rooms, practice rooms, a total of more than 300 monks.

And the courtyard where Master Kongzhi is located is located in the deepest part of the temple.

After passing through the courtyards, when he was about to arrive at the courtyard where Master Kongzhi was, Shi Wuwei frowned and couldn't help but say in a deep voice.

"Master, all the people of Buddhism, don't you break your drinking vows. But why is the wine so strong? ”。

From the very beginning of his steps into this mountain gate, he smelled a hint of wine, not the sandalwood used to burn incense.

But out of respect for Buddhism and out of uncertainty about his own judgment, he still suppressed the doubts in his heart.

But now, when he walked through the courtyard, he found that the aroma of wine had not disappeared, but was becoming more and more pure, and there was a tendency to be intoxicating.

He knew very well that this taste could only be the aroma of wine, and it was also the strongest wine in the world.

Su Wushi also nodded again and again.

He had long felt that something was wrong with this temple.

I have heard that people in Buddhism are not allowed to drink alcohol.

And right now, this smell of wine is hitting the face of the Buddha.

If it weren't for the fact that his uncle had scolded him many times before, he would have wanted to ask a question a long time ago.

Master Wuxiang listened to the young man's words, and also turned around and looked at Shi Wuwei kindly.

But just as he spoke, Wang Zhengnan took the lead.

"Master Kongzhi is injured, and only spirits can delay the master's injury. Therefore, this wine cannot be regarded as a crack."

Wuxiang nodded with a smile on his face and did not speak.

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