The real and false abbot wanted to recruit Gu Jianping, a wild monk who looked a little powerful, Gu Jianping used Buddhist scriptures to suppress the fake abbot, saying that he was not worthy, and then punched to a = according to a punch to break the road of life and death into the world of incense and fire Shinto writing.

On the ground, the burnt black beams and pillars collapsed to the ground, the scattered tables and chairs had already become a pile of black ash, and under the merciless fire, the bluestone Buddha statues and the Buddhist scripture carvings on the bluestone slabs that had once amazed everyone were also burned and burst in the flames, becoming a pile of rocks.

Looking at the sky that was still scattered with sawdust and black ash, Gu Jianping felt uneasy in his heart, he was both a little expectant and a little afraid, he was looking forward to the safety of the masters, but he was also afraid that it was like in the White Horse Temple, full of blood.

However, neither of these situations appeared in front of his eyes, from the entrance of the east gate, to the Tibetan scripture tower that entered at the risk of fire, not to mention the master and elders, even an ordinary miscellaneous monk did not see it, the huge Qingyan Temple, the fire was raging, and there was no one in it, didn't this surprise Gu Jianping.

Gu Jianping was a little unwilling, he searched and searched, even the dark ditches underground and those narrow dark caves and crypts that could barely hide people, but he still found nothing.

Where is the master, the elders and the monks of Qingyan Temple, plus hundreds of miscellaneous workers, so many people, where can they be transferred in a short time? And is the fire in Qingyan Temple and the White Horse Temple done by the same gang, one after another difficult questions appeared in Gu Jianping's mind.

In addition to these people, Gu Jianping also found a peculiar place, that is, the books and bamboo slips that recorded the Buddhist scriptures, exercises, annotations, etc. were all gone, and now there are no traces of these ashes that were destroyed by the fire, and the strangest thing is the scriptures of those bluestone slabs.

To know that Qingyan Temple is located, there is a good bluestone mine, these bluestone slabs collected from the mine are hard in texture, shiny on the surface, and are a good practical stone, a long time ago, Qingyan Temple carved a number of important Buddhist scriptures on a batch of bluestone slabs to prevent water and fire.

This batch of Buddhist scriptures has more than 100,000 words, the bluestone slabs used are naturally not a few, there are about thousands of pieces, enough to weigh more than 100,000 catties, these bluestone slabs are placed at the bottom of the Tibetan scripture tower, because of the weight, it is difficult to carry, and almost no one will go to see him or move him. However, at this moment, these thousands of bluestone slabs placed on the bottom floor, with a huge weight of more than 100,000 yuan, disappeared.

The disappearance of hundreds of monks, including the abbot elders, the Buddhist cultivators of the Wukong realm, and the disappearance of tens of thousands of Buddhist scriptures even took away the hundreds of thousands of catties of bluestone slabs, in this case, Gu Jianping had a more palpitating guess about the terrible power of the enemy.

Coming out of the Qingyan temple that was burned into a pile of ashes and rotten stones, Gu Jianping's steps were heavy, his breath was depressed, and his whole person seemed to be lost and depressed.

At this moment, he is not the Mingyang Daoist who dominates the heavens and all worlds, but a Mingde monk who is just eighteen years old, he can't do everything empty, he can't deal with such a huge conspiracy, and he can't accept the disappearance of those people in the Qingyan Temple who are like family ......

I walked aimlessly, walked down the mountain, and came to a teahouse that I used to frequent.

Although this frustration spread, Gu Jianping, the Buddhist realm of the Mingde monk, is also falling, but he did not stop it, it is true that he is now depressed and depressed on the surface, but in fact, in the deepest part of the soul, Gu Jianping still maintains a sense of sanity, he pays attention to all this and the reaction of the Heavenly Dao, he knows that if these things are forcibly reversed, then he can be targeted by this Heavenly Dao again, of course, he is depressed, and it is not possible to be assimilated by this emotion.

Everything has a root, if the cause of the disappearance and fire of the master and elders can be solved, then all the bad emotions and troubles on Gu Jianping's body will leave, but the current situation cannot be solved at all with Gu Jianping's strength. As a result, we have to take some kind of shortcut.

Anger is a very special emotion, although Buddhist cultivators pay attention to not being moved by all things, but there is also a Ming King who is angry, the Dharma Protector Vajra, that is to say, Buddhist cultivators will also be angry when necessary, and they must force their actions.

"Huh. Isn't this the Mingde monk of Qingyan Temple, such a big fire didn't burn you. ”

Just as Gu Jianping was thinking about these things, a rude voice suddenly came from behind him, followed by a mocking laugh. Turning his head, Gu Jianping couldn't help frowning, in front of him was a monk who looked like a bull, looking a little familiar, thinking about who this guy was and where he had seen it, this strong man-like monk squeezed away a diner next to him, grabbed the things on the table casually, chewed it heavily, and said vaguely

"Your bluestone temple burned down in the fire, you guys who were lucky not to be burned to death, what are your plans, look at your pity, why don't you join my Huanglong Temple." ”

Such a rude and rude gesture suddenly reminded Gu Jianping of the identity of this person, the host of the Huanglong Temple, Cheng Kun Monk, this guy turned out to be a thief in the martial arts world, committing many crimes, after being chased and killed and jumping into the river, he was rescued by the former Huanglong Temple host Fang Su Monk, and then I don't know why he became the host of the Huanglong Temple, in the past few years, this Cheng Kun was still honestly a monk, and he abided by Buddhist etiquette both inside and outside, but then it was estimated that his nature did not change, not to mention doing good, that is, he could not do one less evil thing every day, and he bullied men and women every day, until he was taught a lesson by an elder of Qingyan Temple, which converged a lot, and since then he has formed a grudge。

"It's you, Cheng Kun. Gu Jianping turned around and said slowly

"It's Lao Tzu, what the little monk is thinking about. Haha, if you don't want to join, it's okay, call Lao Tzu Daddy, and you can also protect you for a few days. Monk Chengkun said with a laugh

Hearing these insulting words, no matter how good Gu Jianping's cultivation was, he couldn't help but be angry, and was about to retort loudly and angrily, when the shopkeeper next to him saw this, he thought that everything was precious, and he wanted to try not to let these people fight in the teahouse, so he hurriedly went to persuade him.

"Damn, what are you, dare to teach Lao Tzu a lesson. Perhaps it seems that because of the disappearance of Qingyan Temple, the great enemy who had been suppressing him in the past, Cheng Kun's heart was extremely arrogant, and the evil thoughts that had been suppressed in the past suddenly exploded.

With picking up a pot of hot tea on the table, Cheng Kun grabbed the collar of the shopkeeper with one hand, and poured the hot tea on his chest with a teapot in the other.

"Stop. Gu Jianping roared angrily

"Oh, how little monk, would you rather call Lao Tzu Daddy, or join my Huanglong Temple as my good apprentice. Cheng Kun threw away the screaming shopkeeper and said with a cruel smile

"Yes, but I have a small condition. Gu Jianping said

"Oh, there is a small condition, little monk, you are quite good at playing. Cheng Kun said with a smile

"There are many Buddhist scriptures, among which the high and deep must be guided by the master, and I have a few questions to ask here, such as .................. ”

One by one esoteric Buddhist questions were thrown out by Gu Jianping, these questions are that those eminent monks and great virtues have to think carefully, not to mention that this Cheng Kun, who has not studied the scriptures at all, is just a splicing of force to be the abbot.

Seeing Cheng Kun's stunned and helpless appearance, everyone was extremely surprised, and said in their hearts, with Cheng Kun's unreasonable style, how could he be thinking about the answer, would it be like this, shouldn't he just hit it.

At this time, Gu Jianping chuckled lightly in his heart, the question he threw out was just a medium, and the Buddhist magic power contained in it was a trick, although this Cheng Kun's Buddhism cultivation was not very good, but the strength of a huge body and martial arts refining body was also equivalent to the strength of the double with Toutuo, with Gu Jianping's real combat ability, if he wanted to teach him a lesson, he was afraid that he would have to use his hole cards. But first lure the enemy with words, once this Cheng Kun listens carefully, then his mind will inevitably be shocked by this Buddhist Sect Divine Power Breaking Heart Bronze Sound, and those who have not been targeted just think that Gu Jianping's voice is full of righteousness.

"I don't even know these questions, and I dare to say that I am a master of a little monk. Gu Jianping stepped forward as he spoke, pushed out a palm, and hit Cheng Kun in the chest

Seeing Cheng Kun's body, which flew upside down and collapsed the wall and flew out more than ten meters, Gu Jianping looked at his palm in surprise.