Thanks to the efforts of thousands of novices, the branches of each peach tree are coated with potion, and in the evening, the buds bulge, and in the middle of the moon, a large number of peach blossoms bloom.

Fortunately, because of today's panic, no one will visit Putuo Temple at this time, and no one has the leisure to come to Keshan to enjoy the peach blossoms, and the fact that the peach blossoms in this mountain have fallen can be hidden.

Xiao Shami and all the disciples knew that the peach blossoms in a mountain had suddenly fallen, but they didn't know why. Kuzen Jingxian strictly ordered not to confide in today's affairs, and everyone was silent, after all, it was not a glorious thing for a group of gangsters to escape from them like this.

However, the peach blossoms have fallen, and they still can't hide it from some well-intentioned people, who always pay attention to Putuo Temple.

In the middle of the moon, countless peach blossoms bloom, releasing a dark fragrance and bringing everything back to normal.

Kuzen sat quietly on the futon, occasionally knocking on the wooden fish, thinking about what happened today.

"What is the purpose of that young man named Wang Shi? Is it just to find the Sixth Patriarch to inquire about the news? He asked me about the situation of the Eighteen Temples, but why did he leave? He said that he wanted to see the resort of Zen Buddhism. Could it be that this person wants to travel to the Eighteen Temples?"

Tuk, tuk, tuk.

Kuzen couldn't figure it out, so he had to knock on the wooden fish in his hand boredly, killing time.

The huge temple only has the sound of wooden fish, but it is particularly quiet.

"This young man's strength is so strong, even the Sixth Ancestor may not be comparable to him. Looking at the root bones, the age does not seem to be fake, when did such a young person come out of the Central Domain? Could it be someone from the Nine Families or the Martial Sect?"

"No! This person has a strange knife technique, and he has never seen it before. However, it is expected that the talents produced by the Nine Families and the Martial Sect in the past hundred years may not be stronger than this young man in terms of combat power, which is really terrifying!"

While he was thinking hard, a pair of small hands that were softer than the first peach blossoms fell on his shoulders and gently kneaded them for him.

"Little Master, what scriptures are you going to listen to tonight?" Kuzen said with a smile no longer thinking.

"Old abbot, do you only chant scriptures?"

"Of course, I only chant the scriptures, I still have two hearts for the little master?"

As a result, the sound of the wooden fish disappeared, and only the sound of chanting remained, echoing in the Yae courtyard and in the peach blossoms of the mountains.

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The white horse and black car did not stop, and drove all the way north.

To the north, it gets colder and colder, and there is a thick layer of snow in many places.

When I arrived at Hanning Mountain, it was already the middle of the night, but fortunately, the moon was as white as silver, and the shadows of the trees were lightly traced, and the scenery could be seen clearly. The moonlight here is whiter than in other places.

The carriage stopped on the side of the road at the bottom of the mountain, and Wang Shi did not let the oil flower and the flower branch warrior follow, and walked towards Hanning Mountain alone.

There is a temple on Hanning Mountain, called Baohua Temple, which, like Putuo Temple, is also one of the eighteen temples.

The Eighteen Temples are not only branches of Zen Buddhism, but also represent the façade of Zen Buddhism, each with the characteristics of martial arts and meditation, and even more with its own characteristics in terms of scenery.

Putuo Temple has endless peach blossoms, but the moonlight of Baohua Temple has never been cut off, and the moonlight is surprisingly bright, so that there is never any need for candles at night here, and threading needles and threads can be made. If it is snowy again, the room will be reflected in the white light, bright as silver.

For thousands of years, there has not been a single candle stored in Baohua Temple.

The daytime incense had just burned out, and it floated out of the high wall, and the cold stone was also smoked to sleep. As soon as the cold moon shines, the mountains are exceptionally quiet.

Wang Shi moved under the closed yellow nail red door and knocked lightly.

Tuk, tuk, tuk.

The sound like knocking on a wooden fish woke up the little novice inside.

"Who?" asked the little novice in surprise, rubbing his sleepy eyes, and then walked towards the temple gate. Visiting in the middle of the night, the big array didn't react to it at all, which was really a bit strange, it seemed that the realm of the people who came here was much higher than that of the masters of the Divine Hidden Realm.

It's just that for so many years, I haven't heard of anyone blatantly killing the mountain gate, and Xiao Shami really doesn't need to be afraid of anything.

Wang Shi just stood quietly outside the temple and did not speak.

Xiao Shami listened to the door closely, and secretly scolded himself for being stupid, the big array did not react, what could he hear with his ears, he did not open the door, but quietly opened the door and looked out, hoping not to see a skeleton.

"Who?" shouted the little novice again, ready to close the door. Anyway, there are countless big arrays here, and he knocks it outside, so he can't break in.

Wang Shi coughed lightly and said, "I'm looking for Dafeng Song." ”

Suddenly hearing the voice, Xiao Shami was startled, and after calming down his mind, he secretly scolded the other party, and then said, "We don't have a big wind song here." If you burn incense and worship the Buddha, get started to study, or come to find faults, please go to the door early tomorrow morning, it's too late today, and you have fallen asleep. With that, the little novice yawned and closed the door.

"If you go and tell me, just say that there is someone outside the door who wants to find Dafeng Song, and someone will understand. ”

Xiao Shami yawned again, and said impatiently: "You better go, there are many formations here, if you break indiscriminately, I'm afraid you'll die, I'm going back to sleep." ”

Wang Shi had no choice but to have a phantom of a coiling dragon in his left eye.

Attacking the mountain gate with great fanfare will definitely be noticed by countless people, and Wang Shi doesn't want to be so public.

The little novice stiffened, and immediately ran to the small courtyard next to him, and rushed through the door, causing his master to jump out of bed in fright.

"Crazy, you?" said the monk, with an angry face, hurriedly covered his bed with a quilt, as if hiding something.

"Master, someone outside the door said they were looking for Dafeng Song. ”

"What kind of gale song? We don't have a gale song here! Just bother me for such a trivial matter? I can't beat you......" The monk had just raised his hand and was about to fight, when his brows suddenly furrowed, his arm retracted, and he murmured, "Gale Song...... Gale Song...... Gale Song ......"

Suddenly he thought of something, and the monk didn't care about the pants he wasn't wearing, so he went to find his master, so one by one, the master went down and invited all three pure sages here.

Bang!

The vermilion gate was kicked open directly, and a group of monks rushed out with demon-descending sticks, and the mountains and rocks under them moved slightly, as if there was a huge formation buzzing.

"You're looking for Gale Song?"

The three Jingxian were dressed in colorful robes, holding demon-slaying pestles, fat and thin, tall and short, all with angry faces, and it seemed that they would not be able to reason well.

Thinking about it, as soon as these people in Zen heard someone call them the nickname of their six ancestors, they were naturally angry, and they thought that someone was deliberately trying to humiliate them.

Wang Shi had already seen Kuzen, and he was also expecting such a posture in front of him, so he smiled and nodded.

"Take it for me!"

With an order, countless moves flew one after another, attacking Wang Shi in a neat and orderly manner, and that posture was not going to leave a living mouth at all.

Wang Shi suddenly disappeared in place, passed the crowd, and walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.

The three Jingxian were surprised in their hearts: "How can you have such attainments in the Divine Hidden Realm?"

Knowing that ordinary disciples were not their opponents, the three Jingxian shook their hands and lifted the demon pestle to surround Wang Shi. Since Wang Shi walked to the top of the mountain, it was just right to catch him.

The multicolored robe flew out of Jingxian's hand, expanding rapidly, as if it was about to wrap Wang Shi. The demon pestle must be in the air, and the Dao space crack appears, and I am afraid that any spatial teleportation between the three of them will be invalid.

The three pure sages formed horns with each other, trapping Wang Shi in it.

Wang Shi didn't look at the three of them, just looked up at the bright white moon, and said with a chuckle: "It's a pity that such a good moonlight is blocked." ”

"Drink!

The three Jingxian didn't dare to be careless, and they all used their strongest means, preparing to catch this person first. The other party broke into the mountain gate without fear, and shouted that he wanted to find the sixth ancestor, and he must have some ability.

Suddenly, Wang Shi slashed out with the knife in his hand, much faster than the three Jingxian's shots!

Darkness is falling!

Baohua Temple, which has had moonlight for thousands of years, suddenly turned into ink-like darkness today, and the monks had to come up with a lot of illuminating items. However, on weekdays, Baohua Temple strictly prohibits all shiny items, in order to highlight the white light of the moonlight, and now there is suddenly no moonlight, and everyone is suddenly a little overwhelmed.

The three pure sages were also deep in darkness, and the most terrifying thing was that this darkness completely cut off perception, so that they did not dare to act rashly, and they were fully vigilant about everything around them.

"Is the man gone?"

"Such a strong person, why did you come to my Baohua Temple?"

"What good is it for offending my Zen Buddhism?"

The three Jingxian tried their best to come up with thousands of possibilities, but none of them were related to Wang Shi's purpose.

Fortunately, these disciples are very strict in their management on weekdays, and even if they fall into the dark, they are not completely panicked. All of them stood in place, without any movement, to prevent any accidents, and they were born until dawn.

When the morning light shone on their eyes, these people couldn't help but close their eyes, feel the taste of being revived, and couldn't help but breathe heavily.

As for the visitor last night, he has long since disappeared.

Fortunately, the mountain was quiet last night, and there were no other visitors. The three pure sages strictly ordered the disciples not to talk about the last night, otherwise they would immediately be sent to become ascetics and travel around the world in rags.

The disciples seemed to have completely forgotten the events of last night, and they still opened their doors to welcome guests today.

No matter how well it is concealed, the fact that Baohua Temple was covered by moonlight for a day is still known, and such a big thing immediately spread through various culverts.

The eighteen temples of Zen Buddhism were attacked, and the moonlight was covered with great magical powers. Such news, after a few tosses, will become quite outrageous.

Of course, no one would know that a carriage full of moonlight continued to drive north.