The temple on this low hill in the south of the city is called the One Finger Temple.

The abbot of the One Finger Temple is an old monk who looks like a withered tree, he only has one finger, no disciples, and pilgrims are extremely rare.

These days, the monk of One Finger received a special pilgrim.

This pilgrim was very wealthy, proficient in several Chinese, able to talk to the monk Yizhi, and had his own unique opinions.

The monk was shocked.

He also persuaded the pilgrims to take refuge in Buddhism, saying that the pilgrims had a relationship with Buddhism.

Then the pilgrim agreed.

So this pilgrim became a disciple of the one-finger monk, and followed the one-finger monk to chant the Buddha, and the pilgrim was also very talented, and the whole person completely changed in just a few days.

His face is compassionate and his expression is peaceful, just like the people in the Buddhist sect who have no quarrel with the world.

It's hard to imagine that this person who has only stepped into Buddhism for a few days can do it.

The one-fingered monk admired the pilgrim.

Give him a meaningful name, Enlightenment.

As for the secular name of Huiwu, the monk has never inquired about it, but he just feels that since he has entered the Buddha's door, he has cut off the earthly relationship with the world and converted to my Buddha wholeheartedly.

"Huiwu, when he was young, he once traveled to the Wa country to learn scriptures, and had a discussion with the monks of the Wa country, which can be said to be Buddhism without borders. You are proficient in several Chinese languages, and you have a unique advantage in promoting Buddhism in the future. ”

The one-fingered monk held a sharp knife in his hand and looked at Huiwu expectantly.

Huiwu is not young, he is an old man in a sixtieth year, and when he saw the broken four fingers of the monk holding the knife and coming over, his brows adjusted slightly.

"Don't move the dust!"

The one-fingered monk reprimanded.

"What is Master doing with a knife?" Huiwu frowned.

As the abbot of the One Finger Temple, it is necessary to cut off the four fingers to be the authentic One Finger Temple, so as to spread the reputation of the One Finger Temple. ”

The monk with a soft face looked at the wisdom of the greatly changed expression, and comforted: "Don't be afraid, the Dharma is boundless." Breaking four fingers and cutting off the four dust thoughts is a big thing, which is the rule of this door. In the future, when the Dharma is completed, you will be able to attain enlightenment. ”

A monk walked up to Huiwu with a faint Buddha-like smile on his face: "Huiwu, come, stretch out your hand, and lead you into the door of Yizhi Zen for the teacher, and from then on you will be the fourth generation of Yizhi Zen ......"

"Master, Huiwu is only here to learn the Dharma, not to become the abbot of the One Finger Temple. Huiwu's expression was slightly moved.

He was skeptical...... I'm afraid this Zen master is a madman.

To become a disciple of Buddhism, you have to cut off four fingers, and then leave one finger, to be considered a disciple of the One Finger Temple?

No wonder there is not even a monk in this temple.

It's people who are scared away.

"You are a disciple of the teacher, you should inherit the temple of one finger, it doesn't hurt, good ...... Why don't you get a needle for your teacher first?"

The one-fingered Zen master took out a twenty or thirty centimeter steel needle from his cloth pocket and stained it with a little liquid.

"This is for the teacher from the medicinal materials, the painless divine water extracted, for the teacher to give you a needle, immediately no pain, you have a relationship with Buddhism, a finger temple Zen Buddhism is even more related to you......"

The one-fingered Zen master held the steel needle, just as he was about to pierce Huiwu sitting on the futon.

Whew!

The monk's robe on Huiwu's body was directly torn by the strong wind, revealing the extremely close-fitting ninja robe, and even ...... A ninja katana clinging to his back jerked out of its sheath.

The temple was filled with silver light.

Knock knock!

Suddenly, a human head rolled directly on the ground a few times, it was the head of the Zen master, he was dead, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

Obviously, he didn't understand until he died, why the heirs of his mantle would kill him.

"Kiyo Jin (madman), really a madman!"

Huiwu touched his bare head, in order to avoid the pursuit of the Jinyi guard, he could shave his hair and become a monk, wait for the opportunity to act again.

But it is impossible to cut off the four fingers and become the false name of the so-called one-finger Zen master.

As a ninja, you can fall from the peak if you cut off a finger, and that's the hand that holds the knife.

Especially as a forbearance of the Japanese country, his three-sword stream mystery has reached the peak of perfection.

Just as Huiwu was about to clear the bloodstains in the temple, his expression changed suddenly, and he turned his head to look outside the temple hall.

A majestic figure entered the hall, his face was handsome, middle-aged appearance, wearing the red official robe of the Jinyi Guard, it was Wu Yabin, the commander of the Jinyi Guard.

Wu Yabin glanced at the dead human head on the ground, and his expression sank again.

"Does this marshal call you a high scholar, or a shinobu on Takahashi?"

Wu Yabin looked at Huiwu calmly.

Yes, Huiwu is the Japanese who escaped from the earl at the beginning, and after many times, he still hid in the most dangerous and safest place.

Pity...... He still can't escape Jinyiwei's Skynet.

"Lord Wu, why do you have to chase after me? Presumably, you have also obtained the essence blood that I will win, Lin Yu, that thief, also deceived me of confidential information, and now I have no use value...... For the sake of me doing a lot of practical things for Great Xia, let me leave Hejia?"

Ryohito Takahashi looked at Wu Yabin, and his heart had sunk to the bottom.

There is no doubt that the bottom of the temple mountain must already be a net of heaven and earth. Moreover, with his current cultivation as a great master of Wendao, it is impossible to compete with Wu Yabin, a great Confucian powerhouse.

But he didn't want to die yet.

His only son, Gao Ziheng, left the capital, and he needed to see Gao Ziheng's dantian recover before he could be blind.

"After the death of hundreds of thousands of people and soldiers and civilians in Qindong County, you Gao Qiao will definitely die, including your son, and ...... Wind White Feather!"

Wu Yabin stared coldly at Ryohito Takahashi.

used to be His Majesty's right-hand man, but now he has become a left-hand right-hand man.

The world is impermanent.

"White Feather Holy King, no one in Great Xia will be his opponent, there are people from the hundreds of families in the Mansion of the Duke of Chen, and there are hundreds of families in the academy to intervene...... Wu Yabin, join the White Feather Holy King, and in the future, the Holy King will ascend to the Great Treasure, and you and I will be the left and right protectors. ”

Takahashi Ryohito persuaded Wu Yabin.

Wu Yabin is very ...... about this Speechless, has this old fellow forgotten that he and His Majesty are the same pants as him?

It also depends on who the fan ignites.

No wonder this old thing, the son he cultivated is a fool, he is also smart but he was mistaken by cleverness, and he was asked out of the secret by the prince Lin Yu with a few words.

It's a shame.

"Fall, you can live, resist, you will die!"

Wu Yabin was sharp, staring coldly at Takahashi Ryohito, and at the same time, the Great Confucian's cultivation broke out, directly blocking all the retreats of Takahashi Ryohito.

Life and death, a thought.

Takahashi Ryohito's pupils contracted slightly, and the katana in his hand made a crisp sound, and a knife turned into three katanas.

Takahashi holds a handle in each of his left and right hands, and his teeth grit one handle.

Three-knife stream mystery.

The lion's elegy, drawing his sword and slashing ......

PS: Fifth shift, time 2.38

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