In the land of Kyushu, the three religions and hundreds of schools coexist, and they continue to progress and become more prosperous because of the competition between them.

Among them, most of the Confucian disciples cultivate the inner yuan and cultivate Haoran righteousness. Residence in the temple high, educate the people, and deal with government affairs.

Buddhism and Taoism flourished among the people, providing spiritual support for the people, and incense was endless.

As for the other hundreds, the peasant family is from farming, the soldier is in charge of killing and fighting, Yin and Yang v. Feng Shui metaphysics, Momen improves tools, and novelists write anecdotes that will be passed down to future generations......

This is true of all Kyushu countries, and the Daxi Dynasty is no exception. There are many clans within the dynasty, among which the three sects are also headed by the three major sects.

Daomen - Tianyan Baimai, the largest Daomen organization in the Daxi Dynasty, and also the biggest force supporting the Xiahou clan to dominate Daxi.

Confucianism - Wenyuan Pavilion, the official organization of the Daxi Dynasty, among which the famous Confucianism is immeasurable, and there are countless classics hidden in it, which is the holy land of Confucianism in the Daxi Dynasty.

Buddhism - such as the water temple, the head of the Buddhist sects of the Daxi Dynasty, is located in the capital of the Daxi city of Wan'an City, incense burns all day long, and there is a terrifying heritage hidden under the low-key appearance.

Originally, as a traverser, Mu Yu himself just wanted to make a fortune in silence. But he found that the law of the traverser could not be avoided in any way, such as attracting attention.

Especially when the news of Mu Yu's restoration of the eldest prince of Jing'an Houfu began to circulate in the city, the original topic about Mu Yu rose instead of falling.

However, all of this is still in the plan to destroy samsara and the power of the mandals.

Since the moment I knew the power of the mandal master and the transformation of the gods, I felt that the burden of destroying reincarnation was much smaller, after all, the authorities were obsessed with bystanders, one person counted short, and three people counted long, and after a little introduction, the destruction of reincarnation told their own plans.

Time flies like a white horse, and it just happens suddenly. Soon came to the third day, early in the morning, Mu Yu took the three of them out of the Hou Mansion and went straight to Rushui Temple.

The plan to destroy reincarnation is aimed at following the ideas of others and backing Mu Yu to build a huge and powerful hidden world sect, so that it can also deter some Xiaoxiao in the future. In the face of more and more thunderbolt colleagues in the future, there is also a reasonable explanation. And today is the first step – build momentum!

He was dressed in an ink-colored satin robe inlaid with silver, and wore a koi jade jue around his waist. With black hair curled up with a white jade crown, his expression was indifferent, and at this moment, Mu Yu already had a bit of the bearing of the eldest son of the Hou Mansion. However, the object of his death this time was the head of the Buddhas of Daxi - Rushui Temple.

Facing Mu Xuan, who was calm and peaceful, Mu Yu felt that the nameless ghost fire in his heart was rising wildly.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Yu asked again and again, "Mu Xuan, are you really not going back with me?!" ”

"Amitabha, donor, please come back." Mu Xuan closed his eyes and spoke in a gentle tone, looking at his expression, as if he was really a high-ranking monk who had practiced for many years.

"Then I'm sorry, I have to take you back today!" The words fell, and the first palm force in this life pressed down, but three inches away from Mu Xuan's body, it was difficult to enter, and he could only hear the faint sound of bells.

"Amitabha!" Then there was a Sanskrit chant in the hall, which made Mu Yu's whole person take two steps back. "Master Mu Yu, go back, today, Lord Mu Xuan will not go back with you."

With the voice, an old monk slowly stepped out of the shadows and said to Mu Yu. "The old man's name is Puxin, and I have seen the donor."

"Master, do you really want to help this unfilial person break off humanity?"

"Amitabha, it's not the old man who helps, but the choice of Mu Xuan's donor, and the old man has no right to ask!"

"You!"

"Big brother." Just when Mu Yu had nothing to do and planned to make another plan, Mu Xuan said loudly: "I heard that the senior brother in the temple said that the eldest brother brought two senior monks with him today?" ”

"Yes~" Mu Yu replied angrily.

"Where do the two eminent monks practice?"

"Huh?" Mu Yu stared at Mu Xuan, his eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, and after a while, he smiled slightly: "Yiji Yunchuan." ”

Why, do you want to find out what forces are behind me so soon? You guys go to check, you have the ability to go to Baidu, and if you can find out, then hell.

"Donor, don't talk nonsense." Mu Yu was still puzzled, but Puxin on the side couldn't hold it down. "The old man in the territory of the Daxi Dynasty has not heard of a Buddhist sect called Yiji Yunchuan."

"Ha, the frog at the bottom of the well, small heaven and earth, arrogant." Mu Yu sneered mercilessly. "Rushui Temple is indeed strong, but Master Fei Puxin really can't make himself the head of Buddhism in the world. Those Hidden World Sect ......" Speaking of this, Mu Yu stopped abruptly, as if he found that he had said something that he shouldn't have said.

"Amitabha, it's the old man who has taken the liberty of it." Puxin's face on the side did not change, but he bowed his head and admitted his mistake, but his heart was turbulent.

"That's right, so be it." Mu Yu smiled slightly and said, "That's it, why don't you have two games, one article and one martial arts, if you win a game for your brother, how about asking your younger brother to go home with me?" ”

"Competition?" Mu Xuan hesitated for a moment and said, "That is the case, the junior brother agreed, but I don't know ......" As he spoke, Mu Xuan's gaze turned to Puxin on the side.

Puxin just wanted to say something, but at this moment he suddenly heard the sound of the bell, and then the deep voice echoed in everyone's ears: "But! Please go to the debate hall for a while, and take the distinguished guest there. ”

"Yes!" Puxin's face was solemn at the moment, "Master Mu Yu, please come with the old man." ”

"Thank you." Mu Yu clasped his hands together, gave a salute, and looked back at Mu Xuan. "Brother Xuan, don't you take a look, monk, don't miss it when you pass by."

"Forehead ......" was probably shocked by Mu Yu's way of speaking, Mu Xuan was stunned for a moment, "Of course, how can the little brother miss the event." ”

In the debate hall, in a short time, it was already crowded, but it was very quiet. Mu Yu could see from their eyes that they were all devout Buddhists. From the point of view of clothing decoration, they are all people with a certain social status and knowledge, and they are by no means the kind of local tyrants who are limited to burning incense to ensure safety, throwing money and lighting incense and candles.

"Destroy reincarnation, mandal power, and change according to the gods." Mu Yu saw the three of them and greeted.

"I'm going to cause trouble for the two of you this time."

"Master Mu Shi is serious, discussing the Buddha's principles is where our pleasure lies, why bother." Mandali glanced around the hall, "I just didn't expect that the Buddhist sect would be so prosperous here." ”

At this moment, the hall is magnificent, and the Buddha statue also emits bursts of golden light, and the Sanskrit text is faintly visible.

"Amitabha, the poor monk Dharma vows, I implore the Buddha friends of Yunchuan to teach me." Then, in the golden light, a young and handsome monk walked out.

"The cold ashes are re-burned, the dead wood is re-glorified, spare him to sit on three thousand paths, and finally reincarnate a phantom body. Yiji Yunchuan - the power of the mandal teacher, leading the high theory of Buddhism. ”