"Amitabha, the distinguished guest was not able to greet him in person, forgive your sins!"

"Lord Lin Sha, this is my abbot of Tianlong Temple!"

Lin Sha didn't wait long when a loud old voice came.

Looking up, the instinct that had just left not long ago strode behind an old monk.

"Master Benin, be polite!"

Lin Sha smiled slightly, and said indifferently to the old monk with a calm pace.

"Be polite, Master Lin Shi's cultivation at such an age is unfathomable, which really makes the old man embarrassed!"

Walking slowly to Lin Sha, Ben Yin stared deeply at the young man in front of him for a while with a pair of wise old eyes, and nodded lightly: "Master Lin's instinctive junior brother has already told the old man, please tell the old man about it!" ”

"But by the abbot's arrangement!"

Lin Sha smiled slightly, his expression was indifferent, he was extremely carefree and calm, and he followed behind the two monks of Ben Yin and Instinct with a leisurely step, and went straight to the main hall of Tianlong Temple with a relaxed attitude.

No matter how you say it, it is a royal temple in Dali, and naturally there will not be most pilgrims to disturb it, and the entire Tianlong Temple seems to be cold, quiet and peaceful.

This is the environment for cultivating Buddhism!

Following the two monks Ben Yin and Instinct in the huge Tianlong Temple, feeling the peaceful and peaceful atmosphere in the temple, Lin Sha couldn't help but nod secretly.

It is no wonder that Tianlong Temple not only produces masters, but also has many great monks with exquisite Buddhism.

In addition to his strong martial arts, the abbot of Tianlong Temple, who led the way, was also very superb in his Buddhist cultivation, and he was respected and respected by many people in the Central Plains.

"Lord Lin, please!"

Walk to the door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall. Ben Yin paused and put his hands together in a prayer and invited.

"You're welcome!"

Nodding slightly, he felt several strong breaths in the Daxiong Treasure Palace. Lin Sha smiled slightly, his face was calm, and he slowly walked past Master Ben Yin and walked into the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Airplanes!

The front foot has just stepped into the Daxiong Treasure Hall. I heard a buzzing sound in the air, and a healthy figure had stepped in, and the long sleeves of the monk's robe fluttered with a palm.

"This is the hospitality of Tenryu Temple?"

Lin Sha smiled at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were calm and indifferent, he didn't dodge or dodge his palm, and a condensed Haoran palm power came out vigorously.

There was a muffled sound of 'bang', and Lin Shakuiwei's figure was motionless, but the face of the first monk to sell in the hall turned red. The figure falls backwards faster than it came.

"Amitabha, the donor is so profound!"

At this time, another mellow voice of Buddha proclaimed came, the sound was rolling like a thunderbolt, and then a sharp finger broke through the air: "I heard that the donor's one-yang finger cultivation has reached the second grade, and the poor monk doesn't want to ask for one or two!" ”

Hehe, your fingers have been issued, and it is a bit hypocritical to give any more advice!

Lin Sha smiled indifferently and pointed out casually. A fierce and domineering but almost silent finger force came out of his hand, and with a bang, it collided violently with the shooting finger force in mid-air, and the shooting finger energy was eliminated, not to mention that there was still strength left to move forward.

"Amitabha, the donor's cultivation is really exquisite!"

A figure flew up from the depths of the hall. Like a big bird soaring into the air, it jumped not far in front of Lin Sha in a rise and fall, bowed and saluted, and the left and right index fingers pointed forward at the same time.

"Carving insect Xiaojier!"

Lin Sha smiled indifferently, and this time he didn't even send out his fingers. The wide sleeve of the robe in his right hand was gently rolled, and the two sharp fingers that shot out disappeared into invisibility.

"Amitabha. The donor's martial arts are strong and the poor monks admire! ”

The old monk bowed and saluted, and did not continue to retreat slowly into the depths of the gray hall.

"Ben because of the abbot. What does this mean? ”

Lin Sha slowly stepped into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and asked leisurely with a calm expression on his face.

"Hmph, Lord Lin intends to borrow the treasure of my town temple to watch the six-vein divine sword, and several senior brothers naturally have to weigh whether the donor is qualified!"

Without waiting for Ben Yin to reply, the instinct on one side shouted with anger on his face.

"So what's going on now?"

Lin Sha smiled secretly in his heart, instinctively, this old monk was really simple, and there was a huge gap between his words, so he naturally had to squeeze and squeeze it.

"Amitabha, the donor also asks the hall to talk about it!"

Because he saw that it was not good, he hurriedly interjected and came in, stretched out his hand to invite Lin Sha to continue walking, turned around and glared at his instinct angrily, making his instinct inexplicably not confused.

The small verbal confrontation is naturally not enough to worry about the teeth, enter the Daxiong Treasure Hall and look at it, there are four futons in front of the Buddha statue, and three old monks sit on it with a kind smile.

"Presumably the three are the other three of the four books of the Heavenly Dragon!"

Lin Sha's expression was indifferent, calm and abnormal, and he walked forward slowly, standing in front of Sanji, and chuckled.

"Benkan!" "Benshen!" "True Look!"

"I've seen Lord Lin!"

The three old monks stood up in unison, folded their hands and bowed.

"Lin Sha has seen three masters!"

Smiled lightly and bowed, Lin Sha's demeanor was leisurely and did not face the four books of Tianlong Temple at all, but there was the slightest abnormality or restraint.

"Donor, please take a seat!"

Benin stepped forward slowly, smiled and pointed to the smooth floor opposite the four futons.

"Hehe, the four masters don't have to be polite!"

Laughing lightly, Lin Sha didn't show any annoyance, and sat cross-legged on the spot, without the look of silk cake being reluctantly embarrassed.

"The donor is in a good mood!"

Ben Yin praised lightly, and immediately a little novice walked out with a futon, respectfully placed it next to Lin Sha and invited him to take a seat.

"The strength has reached our realm, although all external objects cannot be said to be floating clouds, but it is difficult to affect the mood fluctuations, does the master think so?"

With a chuckle, his body suddenly rose into the air, and the futon next to Ping Ping moved up, and landed on the futon steadily, and the four books looked at it with a look in their eyes, and their evaluation of Lin Sha was several points higher in their hearts.

"What the donor said is very true!"

Ben Yin nodded and smiled, but his heart was full of bitter smiles.

"Those masters, I don't know what you think about my intentions?"

Not in the mood to fight with the four old monks, Lin Sha smiled indifferently and went straight to the point.

"With the donor's one yang finger and two grades of cultivation, it doesn't seem to matter if there is a six-vein divine sword, right?"

The real picture next to him suddenly opened his mouth and looked over with a smile on his face.

"Yes, this is also where the old monk is confused!"

Ben Guan and Ben Shen nodded in unison, and Ben Yin also looked over with a curious expression, obviously wanting to know what Lin Sha was thinking.

It is true that the One Yang Finger is the basic technique for cultivating the Six-Vein Divine Sword, but the One Yang Finger has been cultivated to an advanced stage, such as the second-grade or even the first-grade realm, in fact, the power is not worse than the Six-Vein Divine Sword at all, and it is even better in terms of supernatural aspects!

At least the One Yang Finger has obvious effects in healing injuries, and the Six-Vein Divine Sword has no other advantages to speak of except for its great power.

After all, they are all monks, and their Dharma cultivation is not low, so naturally they will not blindly pursue force and strength like ordinary Jianghu people. Besides, their identities are here, the high-level of Tianlong Temple, the royal temple of Dali, enjoys a very high reputation in the southwest martial arts, how can there be a small person who does not open his eyes and dares to come to the door to provoke, and there are not many opportunities to do it.

"If I say that I am just curious about the Six Veins Divine Sword, do the four masters believe it?"

Lin Sha smiled indifferently and asked without hesitation.

"Faith!"

The four of them spoke in unison, and the sound was like a twilight drum and a morning bell.

"The four masters don't forget to test Lin from time to time!"

Lin Sha smiled indifferently, indifferent to the thunderous explosion in his ears, and chuckled and teased.

"The donor's cultivation is profound, and the old monk admires it!"

Ben Yin bowed his head and pronounced a Buddha horn, raised his eyes, and said slowly: "The benefactor's request is really embarrassing for the old monk, please forgive Tianlong Temple for not agreeing!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere of the peaceful and quiet Daxiong Treasure Hall froze!

The four old monks, Ben Guan, Ben Shen and Ben Xiang, all stared at Lin Sha nervously, the true qi in the body was agitated, and the wide monk's robe was blowing without wind, once Lin Sha moved slightly, they would be attacked violently.

"Honestly!"

Lin Sha's reaction was much more than expected, his face was still calm and waveless, as if he hadn't heard Ben Yin's rejection at all, he just smiled indifferently and slowly spoke: "The strength has reached our realm, and we rarely do anything against our will!" ”

The four books were inexplicable, just sitting still calmly, quietly watching Lin Sha's words.

"Since I have the idea of contemplating the Six Veins Divine Sword in my heart, I will not give up easily!"

Ignoring the four books that changed color in unison, Lin Sha said slowly: "But I have always acted above board, and I don't want to do that sneaky villain's behavior!" ”

Siben was silent, and for some reason there was a trace of admiration in his heart.

"With my strength, it's not a big talk, if I really want to sneak into Tianlong Temple secretly, don't say that the four masters, even if I add a Kurong master, I can't stop me from taking the six-vein divine sword sword spectrum of your temple!"

Lin Sha looked indifferent, and slowly opened his mouth as if stating a very simple fact.

"Arrogance!"

The youngest and weakest nature suddenly burst out, interrupting Lin Sha's words with an angry face, and said angrily: "Since the donor is so confident, the old monk should ask for advice to see if the donor is exaggerated?" ”

As he spoke, he turned over and got up, his body suddenly snapped out, and the index fingers of both hands shot out again and again, and in an instant, more than a dozen sharp fingers shot out, crisscrossing and enveloping Lin Sha, who was sitting safely.

"I'm still going to have a fight!"

Lin Sha sighed softly, shook his head, and swept the sleeve of his right hand like a dark cloud, and a soft force swallowed out, instantly rolling all the fingers of his true appearance into his sleeve and disappearing into invisibility.

"Donor, offended!"

The original reason, the view and the present ginseng all saluted, the body flew up together, surrounded the forest and sand in the shape of three talents, six powerful palms stretched out, and the Dao Dao was fierce and a yang finger shot all over the sky.

"Four pins, four pins, or four pins!"

Lin Sha sat on the futon and did not move, shook his head with a chuckle, and said slowly: "It seems that the cultivation of the four masters on the finger of the first yang is really a little unsatisfactory!" ”

As soon as the arms were stretched, as if they were stretching out a thousand hands, one after another condensed fingers shot out, colliding with the Yang fingers that were shooting from all sides...... (To be continued.) )