Deep in the Pure Mind Monastery, the top floor of the pagoda.

The pagoda stands majestically and resplendibly, like a divine soldier that goes straight into the sky. If it is at noon when the sun is shining, even if it is a few miles away, you can vaguely see the towering stupa with the golden light emitted by the glazed tiles.

In the past, not everyone had the opportunity to climb to the top of this majestic and sacred pagoda. In the Pure Mind Monastery, at least high-level people above the Dharma protector are required to pass through layers of obstacles to come here.

It's just that today, on the top floor of this heavily guarded pagoda, there are four more people.

One of them was a young monk who was dressed in a pale gray novice costume and looked quite immature.

However, although he is young, his face is as handsome as a crown of jade, and his eyes are full of rare spirituality, even in the face of such a predicament, he has no fear, revealing a heart that is completely inconsistent with his age.

The other three, two of whom are Feng Xiaolian and Nanhua Zhenren. The other was shrouded in black robes, carrying a heavy bronze coffin on his shoulders.

Feng Xiaolian looked at the eight masters carrying a sedan chair, as well as those heroes from all directions who were completely shocked and didn't dare to make a move, and smiled coquettishly: "Although these people can't be compared with us, they are also famous masters in the rivers and lakes. I never thought that this person really had some ability to tame them so obediently. Looking at the demeanor of those heroes, it seems that someone is planning to leave. ”

Nanhua Zhenren frowned slightly, a wisp of disdain appeared on his old face, and snorted: "It's just a bunch of waste, I didn't count on them." But if these people want to quit now, it depends on whether others are willing or not. ”

A hint of mockery flashed in Nanhua Zhenren's eyes, as well as a faint indifference.

They had anticipated everything long before the plan began. Even if those people want to retreat now, the Sea Dragon Gang below will not let them go easily. If these people don't die, how can Jiangnan be in chaos?

Feng Xiaolian's autumn-like eyes turned slightly, looked sideways at the little monk behind him, and said with a smile: "Little guy, you Jingnian Zen Academy, it seems to be dangerous this time." ”

The little monk clasped his hands together and said with a solemn expression: "Birth, old age, sickness and death, all kinds of calamities, but it is a reincarnation that has long been doomed. If the world is dead, why can't we? ”

Feng Xiaolian was slightly stunned when she heard this, glanced at the little monk in some surprise, and said in surprise: "The little guy is really interesting." ”

This son has such a heart at a young age, and his qualifications are also rare geniuses. If this person is immortal in the future, his achievements are limitless.

Nanhua Zhenren turned his head indifferently, glanced at the little monk, and snorted coldly: "There is never anything in this world that is predestined, the little monk is ignorant and ridiculous." ”

When the little monk heard this, he scratched his head stupidly, and his handsome face showed a look of doubt, and said in a low voice: "But, that's how the master taught!?" ”

Several people were slightly stunned when they heard this, and Nanhua Zhenren snorted without words. Feng Xiaolianyu covered her cherry lips with her hands, looking at the little monk's stupid appearance, she couldn't help but laugh and tremble.

She giggled and said, "You little monk is really interesting, tell my sister what is your name?" ”

Seeing that everyone had different expressions, the little monk listened to Feng Xiaolian's delicate voice, blushed and whispered: "The little monk's name is Xuanzang." ”

Just as a few people were talking, the eight masters had already carried the sedan chair straight into front of the gate of the Jingnian Zen Temple. They landed lightly on the martial arts arena, and then placed the sedan chair on the ground respectfully, and stood beside them without daring to speak.

At this time, the area around the huge square had already been besieged by thousands of monks.

Mo Chen leaned lazily in the sedan chair, glanced faintly at the monks who surrounded the martial arts arena, and then set his eyes on the pagoda in the depths of the Jingnian Zen Temple. Although those people deliberately concealed their breath, in Mo Chen's eyes, they were no less eye-catching than candles in the night.

Interestingly, in the small Jingnian Zen Temple, there are even three Jindan masters.

Mo Chen sensed the aura on the three of them, and was a little surprised by the number of masters in the Pure Mind Zen Academy, but he didn't have much worry. Because although the other party is three Jindan, two of them are only in the early stage of Jindan, and only one of them is a master in the late stage of Jindan. For the ordinary early stage of Jindan, even if Mo Chen did not use Ao Yu's power, he was completely sure to deal with it.

He was silent for two seconds, and said flatly: "Since you're here, why bother being sneaky? ”

Although Mo Chen's voice was not loud, it contained a special power, which could be heard clearly in the radius, as if someone was whispering in his ear.

As his voice fell, there was an uproar outside the temple.

"Such a strong skill, such a terrible ability to control."

"What does this person mean, is there any other master who can't do it?"

"It's not impossible to think of this possibility, after all, the Pure Nian Monastery is a holy place of Buddhism, based on the world for hundreds of years, and it is unknown what old monsters are hidden in it."

"Yes, the Pure Mind Zen Monastery dares to be strict, obviously with a certain degree of certainty."

On the pagoda, Nanhua Zhenren frowned slightly, and looked at each other quietly.

Feng Xiaoliandai frowned slightly, her face was a little more surprised and dignified, and said, "This person can actually detect our traces, and his strength is really extraordinary." ”

Nanhua Zhenren snorted coldly and said, "What can I do if I find out, it's just to start planning in advance." If he wants to see us, how can we not let him do it. ”

Nanhua Zhenren said, and flew out. But he saw that he was stepping on auspicious clouds under his feet, and his wide Taoist robe was hunting in the breeze, which was really an extraordinary heroic posture of a master of Taoism.

Feng Xiaolian followed, wearing embroidered shoes and slender jade feet stepping on the void, leaving ripples like peonies, with the peerless face that I saw pitiful, like a fairy falling from the sky.

The last black-robed man carrying the coffin stepped lightly on the ground, and then rushed to the square outside the Pure Nian Monastery like an arrow from a string. He was so fast that one could only see a black phantom.

"Boom!"

The black-robed man carried the coffin like a meteor, blasting the bluestone-paved square into a three-foot hole. He stepped forward quietly, as if nothing was wrong.

With the fall of the black-robed man, Nanhua Zhenren and Feng Xiaolian landed on the square one after another.

Nanhua Zhenren stood a few feet away in front of the sedan chair, glanced at the sedan chair covered by the light veil, and said coldly: "Boy, I have some ability, and I can find the traces of the old man." ”

Mo Chen glanced at the three of them lightly, and then swept over the bronze coffin on the shoulder of the black-robed man, his brows furrowed slightly.

I don't know what it is, it's so weird. It's like life and death, and it's like it's just falling into a deep sleep.

He was puzzled in his heart, and looked at the concubine lightly.

Although Mo Chen didn't speak, Concubine Xuan still understood what he meant. She glanced at Mo Chen coldly, and then opened the curtain of the sedan chair like a maid.

When Mo Chen appeared in front of everyone, Feng Xiaolian's beautiful face suddenly changed greatly, and he exclaimed in disbelief: "Your Majesty! ”