In the early morning of the Pure Industry Temple, after the presiding over and leading all the monks to chant the scriptures, the monks performed their duties, and those who read the scriptures went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, those who prepared the meal went to the room, and those who practiced went to the practice room. I was going to go on to clean the purification behind the temple, but I didn't go. In the past, he would never leave what he was doing. Now, though, he has more important things to do.

The tall ginkgo trees in the backyard are golden and brilliant in late autumn, but the leaves on the branches also fall every day, paving the green brick road. The net industry is cleaned every day, and the gold leaf falls from time to time, and it doesn't hurt to clean it for a moment. He is now going to the Tianzi practice room to find the senior brother from yesterday.

In the Tianzi practice room, all the monks who carry out martial arts cultivation are here, and their Dharma names are all headed by Tianzi. The practice room is not a separate house, but a very large field, surrounded by no walls, with overhead beams and six large red pillars supporting the top. In addition to this, there are also practice grounds in the open space of the temple for competitions.

Jingye stood outside the practice room, looking at the dozens of cultivators inside. After a few laps, Jingye did not find the person he was looking for, so he turned around and prepared to leave. Before he could take a step, a simple and old voice came from the practice room.

"Is it a nephew of the Pure Karma?"

"Amitabha, Uncle Tianli. ”

Jingye turned around, and a broad figure in a red robe had come behind him at some point.

"Why didn't my nephew come to the practice room to clean the apricot leaves?"

The monk with the Dharma name Tianli looks a little old, his black eyebrows have some signs of whiteness, his figure is really a little burly, and there are many wrinkles on his face, but his eyes are bright and spirited.

Master Tianli held the bead in one hand, and asked unhurriedly about the pure karma that was half a head short of himself in front of him.

"Uncle Hui, the disciple wants to find Senior Brother Tianshui if he has something, the leaves of the old apricot are sunset, and it doesn't hurt to clean it later, but Senior Brother Tianshui doesn't seem to be here, so the disciple will go to other places to look for it. ”

Jingye folded his hands and bowed his head in response, Tianshui is the senior brother who was in the room yesterday, and he is also the eighth senior brother in the practice room. At this time, the Tianli Senior Uncle standing in front of him was the master of Senior Brother Tianshui.

"Amitabha, since you are looking for Tianshui, then go to the practice ground, he and his disciples are sparring. ”

Master Tianli looked at Pure Industry and said softly.

"Thank you, uncle. ”

When the pure karma heard this, it was the same as he thought, if he was not here, he would be outside. After that, Pure Karma wants to leave.

"Slow down. ”

Tianli stopped the pure karma that he had just wanted to leave.

"Uncle Shi?"

Jingye said suspiciously, he still didn't want to talk too much about Uncle Tianli, in the entire temple, Uncle Tianli was the most eccentric, and his strength was profound, the key was that he once wanted to accept himself as an apprentice but was rejected by himself, but this idea never stopped.

"I think that Senior Brother has already handed it over to you, you have to cultivate well and understand more of the Buddha's principles. ”

Master Tianli looked at the pure karma for a while, and his eyes couldn't help but show a little regret, and he sighed before saying a word.

"Thank you Uncle Shi for mentioning it, the disciple will follow the teachings carefully, if the uncle has nothing else to do, the disciple will retire first. ”

Jingye breathed a sigh of relief and bowed his head respectfully.

"Go ahead. ”

Master Tianli nodded, turned around and entered the practice room.

Jingye raised his head, glanced at the back of Uncle Tianli, and left quickly.

In the temple, the practice ground, the pure karma is glanced at one by one. On the field with the most people off the field, he saw the person he was looking for.

However, there is no way to call him now, because he is studying with other senior brothers.

On a practice ground, Tianshui and another monk wearing the same practice uniform as him were sparring, and pale air currents emanated from their bodies.

The two collided together, and their fists fell, and the fight was spectacular. The juniors and disciples in the audience applauded loudly, which was very similar to the scene of performing arts in Chang'an City. After a fight, the two distanced themselves. Jingye looked at Senior Brother Tianshui, who was smiling softly yesterday, and his movements were chic at the moment, and his tricks were smooth, quite a master's demeanor.

"Senior Brother Tianren, if you don't use your strongest move, I'm afraid you won't have a chance. ”

Tianshui relaxed his posture, held his palm in one hand, and said with a smile, looking very confident.

"Playing with the eighth senior brother, the junior brother will naturally not have reservations, the senior brother can know that the junior brother's vajra finger has already achieved a small success, and the senior brother should be careful. ”

Tianren stood opposite Tianshui, his young face revealing pride.

"Senior brother, even if you make a move, you can only go to the next level if you go all out, come on, junior brother. ”

Tianshui said warmly, and immediately pulled his steps away, his body was slightly lowered, his left hand turned into a palm stretched out, and his right hand was placed on his waist as a fist.

Seeing that Senior Brother Tianshui was ready to greet him, Tianren did not hesitate, his hands were folded, and his lips trembled. It looked like he was trembling, but he was actually reciting the mantra of Vajra Finger at a rapid pace.

It didn't take long for Tianren's eyes to flash, and his palms lit up with golden light. Parting the palms of the hands, the golden light flowed between the index fingers of the right hand, becoming more and more translucent, and there was a trace of smoke, probably scorching the cold air of this late autumn.

King Kong pointed to it, and Tianren rushed towards Tianshui, who was already ready to resist the situation. Most of the people in the audience were amazed by Tianren's vajra finger, because they couldn't use it. Only if it won't, they will be envious here.

The height of Jingye was lower than that of these senior brothers, and he could only stand a few meters away from the venue and watch quietly. He didn't have any surprises that Tianren would have vajra fingers, although it was only at the level of Xiaocheng. His eyes kept staring at Tianshui's right fist placed on his waist, and his right fist turned pale gold.

"Senior Brother Tianren is going to lose. ”

Jingye said lightly, but no one could hear his voice.

"King Kong Finger!"

Tianren shouted loudly and pointed at Tianshui.

Tianshui's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the ushered King Kong finger, he suddenly withdrew his left palm, and his right fist rushed straight out, and his fist was sharp.

"Fudo Ming King Fist!"

Tianshui said in a low voice.

Immediately, the vajra finger and the fist with the strong wind slammed together, and the aftermath of the collision shook the surrounding juniors and disciples back.

"Fudo Ming King Fist!"

Jingye's expression was slightly solemn, he didn't expect Senior Brother Tianshui to actually practice the Immovable Ming King Fist. The Immovable Ming King Fist must be at least tempered to the strength of the eighth layer of the realm before it can be cultivated, and Tianshui is worthy of being the eighth senior brother of the Tianzi practice room.

Although the aftermath was violent, the pure karma was far away and was not affected, but after careful observation, he found that Senior Brother Tianshui's Immovable Ming King Fist was a little uncontrollable.

"Senior brother, I didn't find that you have already practiced the Immovable Ming King Fist, and the junior brother was defeated. ”

Tianren's vajra finger was bent a little by Tianshui's immovable king fist, and it was already considered defeated. But at this time, Tianshui's expression was a little flustered.

"It's... I can't take it anymore!"

Tianshui wanted to put away the Fudo Ming King Fist he had cast, but found that his fist was no longer under his control, and he desperately rushed forward. The powerful fist combined with the spiritual power formed a vortex that continued to erode forward.

"Senior brother!"

Tianren sensed that something was wrong and shouted.

"Senior brother, hold on a little longer, I want to find a way. ”

Tianshui was a little anxious, the best case if it went on like this was that both sides would lose, but their right hands might be broken, and the worst case would be that Tianren was seriously injured, and he didn't want either result.

The juniors and disciples in the audience also noticed that the situation had suddenly become critical, and they were no longer shocked by the immovable Ming King Fist, they were all thinking of a way, but they were just trying to find a way, and it was impossible to go up and pull the two apart with their strength.

"Senior brother, I can't hold it anymore. ”

Tianren gritted his teeth and hissed, and the index finger of his right hand gradually changed back to its original color.

"Senior brother!"

Tianshui shouted, his face full of self-blame.

Just when everyone thought that Tianren was about to be seriously injured, a relatively thin figure swept onto the field from behind them.

"King Kong Finger!"

This sudden person attracted everyone's attention for a while.

"Junior Brother of Pure Industry?"

Tianshui looked at the comer, and it turned out to be pure karma.

Jingye also had his fingertips translucent, and with a low snort, he came to Tianren's side and pointed at Tianshui's fist.

"The man?"

The monk on the scene saw that Jingye was familiar and wondered.

"Isn't that a junior brother of pure karma?"

"It turned out to be a junior brother of pure karma. ”

"How can he also have vajra fingers?"

There are different opinions off the field, and the situation on the field is tense.

The vajra finger used by Jingye blocked Tianshui's Immovable King Fist, and at the same time, Jingye's left hand pressed on Tianren's right shoulder, and Tianren felt a stream of heat entering his body, and his fingertips lit up again.

Seeing this, Tianshui breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately stabilized his mind and restrained his breath.

The two vajra fingers confronted each other without moving the Ming King Fist, and this process did not take too long, and the power of the Buddha skills on both sides dissipated at the same time.

"Amitabha, thank you for your help. ”

"Thank you, junior brother. ”

The crisis was resolved, and Tianshui and Tianren, who had simply rectified a few times, bowed their heads at the same time and thanked them.

"Amitabha, senior brothers are polite. ”

Pure karma returns the courtesy.

"I'm really sorry, Senior Brother Tianren. I thought I could control this immovable Ming King Fist, but I didn't expect to be conceited. ”

Tianshui looked at Tianren and blamed himself very much.

"Senior brother doesn't have to blame himself, senior brother still needs to practice diligently, and try to catch up with senior brother as soon as possible. ”

Tianren shook his head, although this collision was very dangerous, he also had his own feelings, which was very precious.

"I still want to thank Senior Brother Jingye for helping. ”

Tianren thanked Jingye again, but Jingye just shook his head and did not speak. Then he looked at Tianshui, pointed to the field, and then turned around and stepped down.

Tianshui and Tianren said a few more words and chased after them, while the juniors and disciples in the audience were still thinking about the scene just now.

"Senior brother is here today, I think I have something important, can you tell me, maybe I can help you. ”

Tianshui came to Jingye's side and said with a warm smile.

"Senior Brother Tianshui, I'm here to find you. ”

Jingye looked at Tianshui with a solemn expression.

"Looking for me, junior brother, but you still have to ask about yesterday. ”

Tianshui was puzzled at first when he heard this, and then he understood a little.

"I want to know who came down the mountain that day?"

Jingye looked at Tianshui and said slowly.

"Isn't Senior Brother Mo really related to this matter?"

Tianshui put away his smile, he didn't want the pure karma to be related to the murder, they were originally people who cultivated Buddhism, the red dust should not be contaminated, and the killing precepts should not be lightly offended.

"Please let me know. ”

Jingye did not answer Tianshui's question, but continued to talk about his own demands.

"Alas, the Scripture Pavilion, the empty brother. ”

Tianshui shook his head helplessly, he already knew that the pure karma must have something to do with this matter, his non-answer, his inquiry was the most direct answer.

"Senior Brother Kongwen. ”

Jingye repeated, it seems that he is going to go to the Scripture Pavilion.