The monk quickly turned over the letter.

When the people of Tianhong Palace sent the letter over, although they mentioned that they should hand it over to the presiding abbot, the monk didn't take it seriously, and forgot about it when he threw it on the table.

It is not to blame the monks who know that the guest is not the same thing, although the Rainbow Palace is known as a thousand-year-old series, but both the volume and the background are far from being comparable to the White Horse Temple, it is really impossible to pay attention to it, not to mention that the White Horse Monk specially explained that he does not have direct contact with the affairs of the Rainbow Palace, so as not to affect his Buddha heart.

Well, the so-called gentleman's distant kitchen, that's the truth.

Now, the neglected letter has been reopened.

An ordinary white paper envelope with not a single word on it, and a thin sheet of paper inside.

The old monk of the white horse did not take the letter, but asked the monk to take it out and read it to him.

The monk looked at the piece of paper, with a strange look on his face, and said hesitantly: "Mountain! ”

"And then?" The old monk of the white horse waited for a while, but there was no follow-up, so he asked, thinking in his heart that this acquaintance was illiterate, and it was so difficult to read a letter, so it was better to go back and change it.

"No, just one word." The monk replied cautiously, "It's written quite small, as if it was written with a ballpoint pen." ”

The old monk on the white horse frowned and looked at the monk of Zhike, and when he saw that he did not have anything unusual, he said, "You turn the letter paper to me." But he refused to take the letter no matter what, he had only been the host for a few years, if it wasn't for the previous host who suddenly hung up, he wouldn't have been able to take his turn, at this time, he had a good time, and he was reluctant to die, so he naturally cherished his life.

The monk turned the paper around and faced the old monk on the white horse.

The paper was torn out of a notebook, with raw edges, and a small blue mountain character was written in the middle, which was indeed written in a ballpoint pen, with a bit of scribble, showing the carelessness of the writer.

What does this mean?

The old monk of the white horse was confused, and suddenly felt that the words on the paper had become a little blurry, and subconsciously squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully.

The word mountain suddenly grew larger in his eyes, and in an instant it became a real mountain, falling from the sky and roaring down on him.

The old monk on the white horse screamed miserably, and in the sight of the acquaintance, it suddenly turned into a mess of meat on the ground.

The monk was so frightened that he turned his head and ran out, shouting as he ran: "The abbot is dead, the abbot is dead......

He ran two steps, and then he felt that his feet shook violently, his ears were like thunder, and the Buddha Hall toppled in all directions, the ground cracked, and the dust and smoke filled the air.

Zhike stumbled forward two steps, and the ground suddenly cracked a big hole, and the whole person didn't even have time to scream, he fell in and disappeared without a trace.

As far as he could see the last sight, all the houses had collapsed, and the panicked monks were fleeing in the dust.

At this time, Li Hongguang had just driven down the mountain, and had not driven far away, when he heard the movement, he turned his head to look, but saw that the mountain peaks behind him were shaking violently, countless rubble was falling from the ground, and the black dust that rose up slowly rose and condensed into a huge mushroom cloud in the air.

"Mountain, landslide?" Li Hongguang's face was so frightened that he subconsciously wanted to find a place to pull over and stop the car.

"Keep driving, I'm in a hurry." Zhou Yang stopped him from making this attempt.

"Sir, the impact of this landslide is too great, the ground will crack, it is not safe to open like this......"

Li Hongguang said with difficulty, his heart was full of the feeling of a dog in the sun, the White Horse Temple that the Buddha estimated could encounter a landslide, where can I reason about this!

"Don't worry, it won't affect the road, let's go."

Zhou anode is calm.

The scene in front of him is because the old monk of the white horse saw the Heart Sutra of the King of Fudong Ming and bound himself to the mountain temple, and the chain reaction caused by his death was not a real landslide. The old monk has not yet cultivated to the level of the same mountain, and it cannot affect the main body of the mountain, and it is only the surface of the mountain that collapses.

It's just that the White Horse Temple is destined to be extinct.

"The human heart is not enough, and the snake swallows the elephant."

Zhou Yang sighed, if the old monk was not reluctant to hold this presiding position, believed in him, and immediately found someone to succeed him to do a good job of inheritance, he would only die himself, not the entire White Horse Temple.

"What did you say?" Li Hongguang was frightened, he didn't hear Zhou Yang's words clearly, and subconsciously asked.

"It's nothing, it's a pity that it's a good place." Zhou Yang shook his head and didn't say anything more.

Li Hongguang didn't have the heart to speak anymore, he held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, stared at the front with his eyes, and drove forward for more than ten miles with this posture of a great enemy, until the movement was completely calm, then he breathed a sigh of relief, glanced in the rearview mirror, and said with some regret: "It's a pity, such a big scene, it would be nice if I took a camera to capture it." Oh, such a big disaster, I don't know how many monks of the White Horse Temple have to die, it's really miserable. ”

After all, although the White Horse Temple is famous, it is too far away from his life, and those who usually worship the Buddha and the gods and horses will not come to such an expensive place.

Li Hongguang regretted that he could not photograph this rare disaster scene, but that doesn't mean that no one took it.

When he drove on the way to Xuanzhuguan, a large group of Taoist priests had gathered in one of Xuanzhu's rooms.

They are all elites in the view, and it is not a problem to really go out in a group and sweep one by one.

After receiving a call from the old monk of Baima, Xu Yanzhen, the master of Xuanzhu Guanguan, immediately mobilized the whole body, lined up the troops, and prepared to meet the battle.

Just kidding, Xuan Zhuguan's reputation for hundreds of years is not made by tying up the powerful, but by countless elite disciples!

Not to mention the reinforcements invited by the Rainbow Palace, even if the Hidden Lake Xuan, which is known as the number one faction, comes to the door, Xuanzhuguan also has the power to fight!

It's just that the years are peaceful now, but there has been no such thing as a big fight for many years, and now the opportunity has come, and the elite disciples of Xuanzhuguan are all full of spirit and high morale.

"Just the Rainbow Palace, but also dare to challenge the majesty of my Xuanzhuguan, it is simply beyond our strength, we not only have to defeat the enemy this time, but also win beautifully, win Lisuo, and play the majesty of my Xuanzhuguan......"

Xu Yanzhen was doing the pre-war mobilization, when he saw a Taoist priest hurriedly walking up from the side, leaning into his ear and whispering a few words.

Xu Yanzhen immediately stopped speaking, walked out of the room with the Taoist priest, and entered another room.

There was a computer in the room.

In recent years, government office computers have not yet been popularized, and Xuanzhuguan has been installed with the trend, not only installed, but also installed a dial-up Internet cat, which can be said to be actively advancing with the times.

A short video clip was playing on the computer screen, which had just been emailed.

In the picture, a high mountain is trembling, shaking up gravel like rain, and the sky is full of dust and smoke!

(End of chapter)