Tianlong Temple is in the north of the mountain in the middle of the mountain outside the city of Dali, and the official temple is called Chongsheng Temple.

But the people of Dali are used to it, they all call it Tianlong Temple, carrying Cangshan, facing Ershui, and winning the shape of the pole.

The ancestors of the Duan family were emperors, often avoided the throne as monks, and they were all monks in this Tianlong Temple, so the Tianlong Temple is the family temple of the Dali royal family, and it is the most honored among the temples in the country.

The contemporary abbot of Tianlong Temple is called the original cause, and he has three other monks of the same generation, respectively, the view, the appearance, the ginseng, but the most respected person in the Tianlong Temple has another person, called the Elder Kurong, this old face wall Zen for decades, almost no one in the monks of Tianlong Temple has seen his true face, even the Baoding Emperor thought that he had already passed away.

But today, Master Kurong is self-breaking Zen Gong, stepping out of the Shuangshu Courtyard, is the Baoding Emperor five people luck for Duan Yu to heal the wounds, a broken drink sounded, as the sound of the lion's roar, deafening, only to hear Master Kurong shouted: "The strong enemy is coming within the day, Tianlong Temple is a hundred years of prestige, crumbling, this yellow-mouthed son is in the devil, or evil, is this mouth worth losing his skills in vain?" ”

"Uncle Shi has taught me a lesson." The four monks bowed down and bowed.

Master Kurong said: "There are priorities, and the appointment of the Great Snow Mountain Dalun Ming King will arrive in a blink of an eye." Zhengming, you also come to see the details. ”

Emperor Baoding didn't dare to disobey, and said respectfully: "Yes." But there were all kinds of doubts in his heart, and he thought: "The Great Snow Mountain Dalun Ming King has a deep Buddhism, what does it have to do with us?" ”

The abbot briefly introduced the matter at the moment, but it was the Tubo national teacher Gu Mozhi who sent a message of worship a few days ago and asked for the treasure of Tianlong Temple, the "Six-Vein Divine Sword Sutra", saying that it was burned in front of Murong Bo's grave. To reward confidants.

Ben Shen said angrily: "This six-vein divine sword sutra is the treasure of this temple. Even if it is my Dali Duan's nephew. As long as you don't become a monk in Tianlong Temple, you can't teach it, let alone show it to others? How can this big wheel king be unreasonable and want to force this scripture from this temple? ”

Benguan said slowly: "I see that this Tubo national teacher is not good, this temple should prepare as soon as possible, just in case!" It's just a pity that although the temple hides this mysterious sword scripture, no one has cultivated the magic skills contained in the scripture, otherwise how dare the Tubo national teacher come to the door to pick up the front? ”

Master Kurong said coldly: "I'm afraid that this Great Wheel Ming King is just expecting that there is no outstanding master in this temple. Even if there is the world's best sword scripture, but no one can practice it, it is in vain. ”

His voice was cold and hard, paused slightly, turned his gaze to Emperor Baoding, and said: "But Zhengming came at the right time today, the six-vein divine sword scripture is too profound, if you want to comprehend it all and cultivate the divine skills contained in the treasure scripture, I am afraid that no one in today's martial arts can do it!" We have shallow roots. The merit is low, but it cannot make the treasure created by the ancestors shine again. What a shame! But one person uses the same six veins, although there is nothing they can do, they can use a tricky method, each person practices the sword technique of one vein, and the six people shoot together! ”

"Zhengming, the original cause, the original ginseng, the original view, the original appearance, plus the old monk, just got together six people!" Master Kurong said lightly: "I don't know when the big wheel of the Ming King will come, maybe it will come in a blink of an eye, don't delay any longer, you and the other five people, now follow me to participate in the Sword Sutra." ”

"Yes!" Because the four monks put their palms together, Emperor Baoding also bowed to promise, although he was worried about Duan Yu's illness, but he knew the general situation, and knew that Tianlong Temple was the foundation of Dali Duan's family. Whenever the royal family is in trouble, Tianlong Temple goes to the rescue, and always turns the crisis into safety. At that time, the traitor Yang Yizhen killed Emperor Shangde and usurped the throne, and it was all up to Tianlong Temple and the loyal minister Gao Zhisheng to calm the chaos. Dali Duan clan in the five generations of Shi Jin Tianfu two years Ding You won the country, so far one hundred and fifty-eight years, after countless winds and waves in the middle, Sheji has never fallen, it is really related to Tianlong Temple stable town Gyeonggi, today Tianlong has a police, and Sheji is in danger in general.

When the six masters of Kurong were practicing the six-vein divine sword, in the grotto on the outskirts, Wang suddenly heard a burst of Sanskrit sound coming from afar.

His expression moved slightly, his figure flashed, and he swept out of the grotto, condescending to look in the direction from which the Sanskrit sound came from.

I saw a few miles away, a group of people on the post road came slowly, and looked at the route of this line, but it was towards the direction of Tianlong Temple.

There are more than 100 people in this group, all of them are burly, with a fierce breath, and a compelling aura, obviously they are all elite armor men who have gone through the battlefield and survived a hundred battles.

In the center of hundreds of elite armor guards, eight Esoteric red-robed monks each held out a hand and carried a bronze sedan chair with a simple style and engraved with Buddha, Yaksha, Arhat, Asura and other patterns.

The pace of the eight people is gentle, the breath is long, and the bronze chariot sedan chair weighing thousands of catties is as light as nothing in their hands.

On the bronze sedan chair, a high-ranking monk of Esoteric Buddhism is sitting in danger, the treasure is solemn, the face is radiant, and there seems to be a treasure light flowing faintly.

"Tubo National Teacher Gu Mozhi?!" Wang moved his heart, and suddenly unfolded his body, and the land of several miles was just a snap of his fingers for him, and Gu Mozhi was thinking about the matter of the Six Veins Divine Sword Sutra, and suddenly heard the sound of the wind.

His half-open and half-closed eyes suddenly increased, and the strength of his whole body mobilized almost instantly.

The sound of the wind swept by, and there was a young man in Tsing Yi on the sedan chair, who sat down peacefully opposite him, and said with a smile: "Dao Zuo meets, King Dalun Ming doesn't mind letting me take a ride!" ”

"Who?"

"Presumptuous!"

Eight red-robed monks carrying the sedan chair and hundreds of fine armor changed color together, and no one thought that among the guards, someone would suddenly descend on the sedan chair as if flying from the sky.

Mixed with Chinese and Tibetan, a group of elite armor stepped forward with a hula and surrounded the sedan chair!

"Slow!" Gu Mozhi put his palms together, spat out the words loudly, and said, "Stand down!" ”

Gu Mozhi is respected as a national teacher by the lord of the Tubo country, and is the king of the Great Snow Mountain, and has the status of a living Buddha in the hearts of the Tubo people.

Immediately, Gu Mozhi glanced at Wang Dong, his face was impassive, and he said: "Meeting is fate, not to mention that my Buddhism is vast, and it is convenient for others, that is, it is convenient for myself, and it doesn't matter how long the layman wants to sit." ”

Wang Dong smiled slightly: "King Dalun Ming is going to Tianlong Temple?" ”

"Not bad!" Gu Mo Zhi was the first to say, but there was a sense of vigilance in his heart, guessing that the person in front of him was not a master of the Dali Duan clan?

However, this time, he did not hesitate to make a big move for the sake of the Six Veins Divine Sword Sutra, and he did a lot to understand all the influential masters of the Dali Duan clan, but none of them matched this person.

"Could it be that this person is a master of the Tianlong Temple invited to help the fist? Want to make me feel like I'm back? Gu Mozhi's heart sank slightly, although the face of the person in front of him was young, but the gesture like a hand falling from the sky was enough to make him pay attention to it. (To be continued......)