Early the next morning, I knew that I had washed up early, and I looked at the baggage that had been sorted out last night, and I had a lot of thoughts in my heart.

"Understand junior brother, the abbot passed you to the main hall to discuss matters. The senior brother outside the door spoke.

He answered clearly, then picked up his baggage and walked to the main hall.

The Buddha statue on the main hall is solemn, King Kong is mighty and unyielding, the Bodhisattva is strict and merciful, and the Arhat is silent. Looking at these "partners" who have accompanied him for seven years, I understand that I am a little reluctant at this time.

But after all, he also left, and Linyuan Temple was indeed not a place for him to stay for a long time.

"Let's see, maybe there won't be a chance in the future. Fang Zheng seemed to be able to see the transparent white thoughts, and he also turned around to look at these Faxiang and read the words.

"It's nothing to look at, it's just some muddy fake. He turned around and looked at the entrance of the main hall.

"Little donor of a thousand pupils, let's go. "It's no longer the familiar name, and the abbot has adapted to the name faster than Thousand Hitomi.

"Hmm. Qiantong was like this, carrying a burden, and with the abbot, he went out of the temple gate, out of the Buddha domain, into the Central Plains, and into the Taoist town.

Daozhen said that it was a town, but its sphere of influence was no smaller than that of the Buddha Domain. The whole Taoist town is built on a mountain range, and there are countless peaks on the mountain range, among which there are 36 Taoist temples built on the highest 36 peaks.

Similar to the Buddha Domain, the highest of the 36 peaks is called Nanyan Peak. There is a huge natural rock on the South Rock Peak, which is called the South Rock. And on this south rock, there is the largest Taoist temple - South Rock Palace. And the palace master of Nanyan Palace has always been the head of this town.

Among the three giants of the Central Plains, the most powerful one is Daozhen. The head of Daozhen once served as the leader of the martial arts alliance, and used the way of building inns to spread the power of the entire Daozhen all over the world, and the intelligence network was all-encompassing.

And at this moment, the abbot and Qiantong came to an inn under the South Rock Peak.

The abbot walked into this inn with a thousand pupils, walked in front of the counter, and said with his hands folded: "Dare to ask the donor, can you spend the night, so that you can knock on the mountain door tomorrow." Amitabha. ”

"The master's words are serious, the small shop can welcome the master to live, and the small shop is really full of brilliance. The shopkeeper took out a key and handed it to the abbot, "The master can take the house C."

The abbot took the key and said, "Donor, there is labor." Then he took Chitomi to his residence.

After dinner, Chitomi opened the blood letter in the room again.

"My name is Qiantong, and I am the son of Qiangong, the owner of Qianjian Villa. My father was killed by the Karatu people, and my mother is unknown. He was raised in Linyuan Temple for eight years, and he still needs to be raised in Daozhen for ten years. ”

Qiantong took another pile of paper, picked up a pen to write the words, and took out a needle and thread to tie the pile of paper into a stack and hide it closely.

Soon after, the abbot knocked on the door. "Knock knock!" "Have you fallen asleep?"

Qiantong put away the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and replied, "Not yet." He got up and pushed the door open.

"What are you doing so late?" Chitomi was a little impatient.

Fang Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he smiled: "This is your first time going down the mountain, many people are sophisticated, you must not understand, for example, take this town master sect as an example, you have no impression." ”

The abbot pushed open the door and walked in along the place where the thousand pupils had gotten out of the way.

In addition, there is also a deputy head of the Daoist Sect, known as the Niucha Daoist, called Jimo Kongshan. The two of them are collectively known as Erniu Daochang, and they are the two most prestigious in today's Central Plains. ”

Qiantong nodded thoughtfully and asked out loud, "Who is my master?"

The children can be taught. Fang Zheng said with relief: "Naturally, he is in charge of the Taoist Dao." After hearing this, Qian Tong said, "Sure enough, how can you say that the next master should also be a level figure with the abbot, right?"

Early the next morning, someone on Nanyan Peak sent a message to let the visitors go to the palace at the time of Mao.

The person who came to deliver the message naturally recognized the abbot when he saw it, but he was familiar with the little monk beside him, so he asked the abbot: "Dare to ask the master, who is the little monk next to you?"

Fang Zheng looked at Thousand Hitomi, turned back to the messenger and said, "This son ......" Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by Thousand Hitomi.

"I am the son of Qiangong, the owner of Qianjian Villa, and Qiantong is also. ”

Hearing this, the speaker was shocked, and when he spoke, he stammered a little: "Qian...... Thousand...... A Thousand Swords Villa?"

"Hey, it's Thousand Swords Villa. This is indeed the son of the owner of Thousand Swords Villa, Thousand Hitomi. The abbot shook his head helplessly and said to the speaker.

The speaker unconsciously arched his hand and said: "I don't want to have this orphan left in the Thousand Swords Villa that was tragically destroyed eight years ago, it's also a great blessing." ”

"The speaker has said it. The abbot asked the speaker to lead the way.

"Yes. The speaker bowed slightly, and then walked in front of the people and led the way.

The scenery on the road of Nanyan Peak is quite beautiful, the flowers and birds linger everywhere beside the mountain climbing road, look into the distance, the clouds and mist are swirling, like a fairyland, and the eyes of a thousand eyes are dazzling.

The higher you go, the wider the mountain path becomes, and gradually there are stone steps one by one.

"Master, do you know how many stone steps there are in Daozhen?" the speaker walked on the stone steps, looked at the abbot and asked, without any intention of looking at the thousand pupils.

The abbot pondered silently, and after walking through a whole large stone staircase, he said, "Dare to ask the donor, whether this stone staircase is four thousand or five hundred." ”

The speaker shook his head and said, "Dare to ask the abbot how he knows." ”

When the abbot saw the speaker's reaction, he knew that he had answered wrongly, and he couldn't help but smile a little embarrassedly and said, "The old man is stupid, and thinks that the number of steps is nine or five, so what is the explanation of those who dare to ask." ”

The speaker smiled and said, "There are 1,111 steps in total. ”

The abbot sighed and said, "Haha, it is worthy of being the only one in the Dao realm, this order is one!"

When he reached more than 700 steps, a child of the same age as Thousand Hitomi appeared from the flowers beside the road. The child, dressed in Taoist robes and behaving in a pompous manner, walked towards the three of them one after another.

"Morning, senior brother!" said the boy in a lazy voice. "Early, junior brother. The speaker bowed slightly and said respectfully.

When the boy saw the two people behind him, his eyes lit up and he leaned towards them.

"Senior brother, who are these two people?"

"Senior brother Hui, this is the abbot of Linyuan Temple, and the little master beside him is the guest brought by the abbot of the mountain this time. The speaker still spoke respectfully and methodically.

"Oh. Xiao Daotong nodded, and he was about to go down the mountain.

"Senior brother, don't go far, the bell may ring later, and if you go farther, you may not be able to hear it really. The speaker was still kind and persuasive.

"Yes, Senior Brother Chu. After answering, Dao Tong suddenly got into the bushes beside the road and disappeared.

The speaker shook his head helplessly, turned to the master and said, "Master, let's continue to go up the mountain." ”

After another 200 steps, the trees on both sides of the stone steps were replaced by bamboo forests, and the sound of the piano overflowed from the forest.

Thousand pupils, I can't help but listen.

"Good tune. ”