"You are?"

Looking at the young and handsome monk who didn't look like a monk, Bai Huanye couldn't help but ask hesitantly.

The young monk looked at Bai Phantom Night and opened the corners of his mouth, revealing a mouthful of teeth that were as white as his clothes.

"Let me introduce myself, the little monk's name is 'Xiaoxiang', from today onwards, I will officially take over as the sixteenth abbot of this Burning Lamp Temple, you can call me Abbot Xiaoxiang!"

"Little incense... Abbot?"

Hearing this somewhat weird, even feminine name, Bai Phantom Ye's face was stunned for a while.

And the monk's name, named Xiaoxiang?

It seems that for such an expression as Bai Huanye, Monk Xiaoxiang has long been commonplace, so there is no fluctuation on his face, but he said lightly: "The law number of this temple is sorted according to the eight characters of 'Zen incense is uncertain, and the dust is broken', the master is a Zen character, so the Dharma name is Heart Zen, and the little monk is a fragrant character, so the Dharma name is Xiaoxiang." ”

"This ......"

Bai Phantom's face stiffened for a moment, and he wanted to laugh.

But thinking of such a solemn and sad occasion, it is not suitable to laugh out loud, so I can only hold back.

After a long time, he took a few deep breaths, and then reluctantly accepted this unusual name.

"That ......"

He looked at the handsome and elegant young white-clothed monk like a scholar, and said, "Are you really, the next abbot of this Burning Lamp Temple?"

"It's like a fake. ”

Monk Xiaoxiang looked at Bai Phantom Night and stretched out a hand: "So, this bronze bell, you can only give it to the little monk." Because this Fahua bell is the temple of the temple, only the abbot has always been able to master, and now, in the temple, only the monk has this qualification. ”

Seeing this, although he still didn't believe it, he still subconsciously handed over the bronze bell in his hand.

But he didn't want to, at this time, the yellow-clothed monk with a thin face suddenly appeared between the two, stopped his hand, and then said sharply to the young white-clothed monk behind him: "Xiao Xiang, you are so young, how can you be in charge of such an important magic weapon?" ”

"Huh?"

The change occurred suddenly, and Bai Huanye was stunned for a while, and the bronze bell in his hand was not handed over, nor was it handed over.

This is the internal affairs of the Burning Lamp Temple, and it is inconvenient for him to interfere, so he can only retract his palm and quietly watch the two fight, who can win, he will hand it over.

Anyway, for him, this thing belongs to the Burning Lamp Temple, and it can be returned to the Burning Lamp Temple in the end.

It's just in someone's hands, then he can't control it.

originally thought that in the face of such coercion, the young monk who was in charge of the party and called himself Xiaoxiang would be at a loss and cowered and retreated.

Who would have thought, in the face of such a situation, he just lightly took out an iron square token, shook it in front of the yellow-clothed monk, and said coldly: "The master gave me this abbot's order, not you, what's the matter, could it be that Uncle Yu Chan wants to disobey?"

"This ......"

Looking at the square iron-black token in Abbot Xiaoxiang's hand, the yellow-clothed monk cowered and had the heart to resist.

However, everyone was watching, especially when there were two other senior brothers of the same age as him beside him, he hesitated for a moment, and after all, he didn't dare, so he could only retreat silently, but his face had turned iron-blue.

Seeing this, Bai Huanye naturally knew that the result had been decided, so he no longer hesitated, and directly reached out again and handed the bronze bell in his hand to the hand of the young monk in white.

Abbot Xiaoxiang took the bronze bell and carefully put it into his arms, not afraid of the blood staining his snow-white monk's robe.

After putting away the bronze bell, he looked at Bai Huanye again, and said solemnly: "Before the master died, there were three explanations, one is to support the little monk to become the next abbot of the Burning Lamp Temple, and the second is to prepare in case the white ape comes again." And the strangest thing is the third point, he asked the little monk to thank you for your help, so he asked the little monk to teach you a qi refining technique on his behalf. ”

"The first two have nothing to do with you, but the third one, the little monk doesn't quite understand. If it's just a meeting in Pingshui, you save the master and send him back to the Burning Lamp Temple, why does the master ask you if you want to be his disciple first, and insist that the little monk pass on your Qi refining method. ”

"But since it is the master's last order, no matter what, the little monk will definitely do it, so in the next time, you have to take an hour every day to come here to Burning the Lamp Temple, and the little monk will pass on a basic method of refining qi, are you willing?"

"Ah, really?"

Hearing this, Bai Phantom Night couldn't help but be overjoyed, and even a little incredulous.

As everyone knows, martial arts are hard to find, and immortal paths are even more difficult to find.

The Burning Lamp Temple, as the only Buddhist temple in the West Song City.

The abbot is a master of the heart, and he is a generation of masters.

Therefore, the Taoist system of the Burning Lamp Temple is naturally extraordinary.

originally thought that in his life, he would not even have the opportunity to practice a martial art.

Unexpectedly, today's accidents followed, this little incense abbot actually said that he wanted to teach himself a qi refining method!

What is that? That is the foundation of the Immortal Dao, the hope of stepping into the cultivation.

With the Xiaoben Thunder Fist taught in the Phantom Sword Martial Arts Gym, the little red Jiao hand, and even the second-grade Thunder Sword Technique practiced by Xin Wenxuan, the senior disciple of the Martial Arts Pavilion, it is not at the same level at all.

Because this is immortal law, not martial arts.

It's just that he couldn't help but wonder, why did Master Xinzen suddenly ask him if he wanted to be his last disciple?

After he hesitated and refused, he left a will, and he had to ask his apprentice to teach him a method of refining qi?

Before, I had never had any contact with him, and Abbot Xiaoxiang and the others thought that they had passed by by accident and saved Master Xinzen back.

But I didn't know that it was actually very likely that it was because of myself that the white ape suddenly entered the city.

And it was precisely because the white ape entered the city, in order to avoid innocent suffering, that the heart Zen master was compassionate, so he had to fight with the white ape and died of injuries.

I am an ordinary mortal, why can I be so valued by the heart Zen master?

Thinking of the mysterious and strange Six Monument Gray Realm that suddenly shattered before, and then inexplicably appeared in his mind, Bai Phantom Night suddenly had a bold guess.

Could it be that everything is because of that jasper pillow?

Because of the jasper ancient pillow, the white ape demon beast entered the city.

It was also because of the jasper ancient pillow that Master Xinzen saw something different, so he first asked himself if he wanted to become his disciple, and then asked his disciple to teach him a method of refining qi and mind.

Could it be that there is something strange about that jasper pillow? It is not an ordinary antique that I thought it was.

Of course, Bai Phantom Night didn't know if his guess was true.

But all the changes today seem to be related to the jasper pillow that Xin Wenxuan's family heirloom was accidentally broken in the morning, whether it is the sudden and inexplicable strange space in his mind, or the entry of a big demon like the white ape into the city, and the sudden favor of the heart Zen master.

However, whether it is true or not, Abbot Xiaoxiang promised to pass on a method of refining qi to himself, which is a great thing for pie in the sky.

Bai Huanye was overjoyed for a while, so naturally he would not be stupid enough to refuse, and immediately nodded hurriedly and said, "No problem, when will we start?"

Abbot Xiaoxiang lowered his head and said, "The temple has undergone great changes, and it takes time to rest, so let's do it, you come back in three days, and after three days, the little monk will officially teach you the art of refining qi." But now, the little monk wants to gather the monks and see off the master. Since you are destined to come to this meeting, you should also participate in it, which can be regarded as a witness. ”

"Good. ”

Hearing this, Bai Huanye naturally agreed without hesitation, after all, the Heart Zen Master was more or less because of him, and Abbot Xiaoxiang was able to let him participate in the cremation ceremony of the Heart Zen Master, and he was too late to be grateful, so how could he refuse.

So, then, the entire Burning Lamp Temple became in a hurry.

Some people hurry up to build a fire platform, some people run around preparing various scriptures, banners and other ritual utensils that need to be used, and some people continue to chant mantras around the body of the Heart Zen master.

A moment later, in the backyard of the Burning Lamp Temple, on a vacant field, the fire was blazing, and the body of the Heart Zen Master was slowly cremated inside, and finally became smoke and dust, leaving only a crystal clear bead relic.

The flames soared into the sky, illuminating the grief-stricken eyes of the monks in the Burning Lamp Temple.

The bells rang one after another, one after another, and the pain and sorrow were heard far away.

In the city of Western Songs, many people don't know what it means, and they are curious about why such a bell suddenly sounded in the Burning Lamp Temple.

Only a few people who felt it were silent, grieving for the sudden loss of such a pillar stone in this Western Song City, and sacrificed from afar.