Xuanyi traveled all the way, and also passed through the territory of two gangs along the way, but fortunately, the behavior of forcibly collecting "road money" did not happen again, and the faintly visible pagoda in front finally came into view.

The majestic mountain gate is written vigorously "Huyan Temple" four big characters, dozens of towering pagodas can vaguely see the grand occasion of the prosperity of incense in that year, Huyan Temple covers a huge area, almost the sum of the area of the three gangs seen before Xuanyi.

Why did such a unique advantage decay to this extent? When Xuanyi was wondering, a figure quickly greeted him.

"Is the master staying overnight or worshipping the Buddha?" a thin little novice stood in front of Xuanyi, his friendly smile could not hide a trace of sadness between his eyebrows.

"Can Uncle Pufa be in the temple?" asked Xuanyi.

"Uh... Xiao Shami raised his head and looked at Xuanyi carefully, and hesitated slightly: "The head of the family occasionally feels the wind and cold, and is recuperating in the quiet room." ”

"Lead me quickly. Xuanyi walked a few steps quickly, and gently patted the little novice who was stunned in place and urged: "I am a disciple of King Kong Temple, you just need to lead the way." ”

"King Kong Temple?" Xiao Shami's eyes lit up, and the name could be described as thunderous: "Is it really the first King Kong Temple in Buddhism?"

Xuanyi smiled: "Yes, hurry up and lead the way, don't delay things." ”

The two walked through several Buddhist buildings and stopped in front of a small two-story building.

"Master!" the little novice knocked on the door.

A weak and old voice came from the quiet room, accompanied by a few light coughs: "It's Xiaolin, what's the matter?"

Xiao Shami glanced back at Xuanyi: "Master, a master who claims to be a master of the Kongo Temple came to visit, and now he is waiting outside the door." ”

There was a sudden silence in the room, and Pufa's voice involuntarily raised a few points: "But the real martial artist nephew?"

"Little nephew Zhenwu has seen Uncle Pupu!" Xuan Yi bowed slightly towards the room.

"Good boy, come in and let someone take a look!" said Pufa, so excited that he coughed violently.

Xuanyi pushed the door in, the strong smell of medicine came to his nose, and an old monk with gray hair and beard was bent over and trying to sit up. Xuanyi hurriedly stepped forward and helped him up, and a gentle internal force was injected into the latter's meridians.

"Uncle Shi, why did you suffer such serious internal injuries!" Xuan Yi frowned, the meridians in Pufa's body almost completely collapsed, and a large number of xenomorphic internal forces rampaged in his body and wantonly destroyed.

"Hey... It's a long story. Pufa breathed a sigh of relief and held Xuanyi's hand tightly: "It's good that you're here!" A few months ago, I went to the abbot and asked the temple to send a capable disciple to preside over the overall situation, but the old man really couldn't hold on. ”

"Uncle Shi, you have a good life and recuperate, let's talk about it tomorrow if there is anything. ”

"Okay!Xiao Lin, you take Senior Brother Zhenwu down to settle down. Pufa took a long breath and slowly lay down, and the internal force in the meridians tortured him to the bitterness.

Leaving the quiet room, Xuanyi's mood was a little heavy, judging from the injury of the Fa Fa, the current situation of this eye-protecting Zen temple is not optimistic.

"Division... Brother... Xiao Shami, who walked in front of Xuanyi, turned around and said timidly: "There is not much money in the temple, only some coarse tea and light rice, you can rest in this meditation room first, and I will send the food later." ”

"Well, you can get busy, I'll do it myself. ”

The huge meditation room is empty, the chase shop is empty, many table corners are full of dust, Xuanyi casually chose a bunk to sit down, then I remembered that I didn't see a monk all the way, this flourishing Huyan Temple was in decay.

Just after Xuanyi meditated for a while, there was a knock on the door.

"Tuk Tuk!"

"Come in!"

Xiao Shami Xiaolin entered with a tray, and there was only a bowl of gruel, a small plate of pickles and two steamed buns, which was the dinner for Xuanyi.

As if sensing Xuanyi's somewhat strange eyes, Xiao Lin explained embarrassedly: "Although this meal is a little shabby, Uncle Zou's cooking skills are good, senior brother, you can taste it." ”

No matter how high the chef's skill is, it must be displayed on the basis of the ingredients, and the gruel and pickles in front of him are a little unrelated to the cooking skills. Xuan Yi smiled heartily, picked up the porridge bowl and drank it in the latter's timid gaze, and praised it repeatedly: "Well, it's good! This porridge is indeed delicious!"

Xuanyi picked up the steamed bun and ate it with pickles, while Xiao Lin stood quietly aside, watching his surging throat, obviously hungry.

"Come! Eat a steamed bun!"

"No, no, no, I'm not hungry!" Xiao Lin hurriedly waved his hand to refuse.

"Take it, sit down and eat!" Xuanyi couldn't help but pull him over and press him to sit down: "Eat slowly, I just have something to ask you when you're full." ”

Xiao Lin took a bite of the steamed bun hard, in fact, he had been hungry for a long time, and now the rice grain in the temple was almost exhausted, and the remaining monks could not eat enough for almost three meals.

"How many people are left in the temple?"

"In addition to the head of the family, there are also Pu Zhi, Master Pu Chen, Senior Brother Guang Hui, Senior Brother Guangshan, and me and Zou Bo. ”

"Oh?" Xuanyi's eyes lit up, he didn't expect that there were still four remaining monks in this temple, he had launched a scan of Pufa in the ashram before, and found that the latter's strength was only B level even if he was not seriously injured.

"Master Puzhi is the first seat of the lecture hall, Master Puchen is the first seat of the Luohan Hall, Senior Brother Guanghui is the true disciple of Master Puzhi, and Senior Brother Guangshan is the true disciple of Master Puchen. ”

Xuanyi was happy in his heart, when Qinghui Zen Master established Huyan Temple in this gold and silver city and accepted disciples, according to the rules of Buddhism awarded the law name should be "pure and true as the sea, Zhan Lonely Chun Zhensu", according to the rules of the law should be the pure law, Guanghui should be true obscure, I really don't know what Qinghui Zen Master originally planned.

Although the monk's name did not follow the rules of the King Kong Temple, but the organizational structure is the same as the King Kong Temple, the lecture hall, the Luohan Hall, the Yunshui Temple, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and so on have been set up, after the death of the Qinghui Temple, the Huyan Temple because of the decay of the people, most of the halls gradually abandoned.

In order to keep the master's foundation, the law had to transform the Zen temple into a Jianghu sect, and the Buddha who did not touch the spring water with his fingers before went down the mountain to seek a way out, darts, nursing the hospital, and teaching martial arts. . .

Deeply ashamed of the patriarch's popularization of law, he did not dare to call himself the abbot, and only called the head to the outside world, so as not to smear the image of Buddhism.

Xuanyi and Zhike Xiaolin talked for a long time, and had a general understanding of the situation of the entire Zen temple.

Qinghui Temple built a temple on Huyan Mountain because it was funded by Wen Bin, the richest merchant in the gold and silver city at that time, and Wen Jiahao threw 100,000 taels of silver to help build Huyan Temple, becoming the first believer at that time. Since then, the relationship between Huyan Temple and the Wen family has become closer, and the Wen family has contributed to the Huyan Temple, and the two are mutually beneficial and somewhat similar to the "strategic partners" of later generations.

However, since the death of Qinghui Temple, Huyan Temple has seen a talent outage, high-end combat power is scarce, and many disputes in the rivers and lakes cannot be settled, so that there is a matter of almost killing the law dart. ()

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