A few minutes later, the monks from Qingyun Sect, Xuanji Sect and Yunya Temple who led a team to find the abbot all came one after another.

They did not stay in the air for long, but landed on the ground and gathered in the mass grave directly below.

Yunya Temple led the team by one of the uncles of Jipo monks, Master Fuxian, who began to count the abbot of Pushan as soon as he came, but the abbot just smiled happily and did not mention anything about Luo Wen.

In the spiritual world, seniority is arranged, elders talk to elders, and juniors talk to juniors.

Although the Yuba Lay Monk and the Xuanqi Taoist got along with the Jipo monks in the Sanmen Lecture Hall, in fact, the two of them belonged to the older generation, and they were the same generation as Pushan and Fuxian, while the Jipo monks belonged to the younger generation.

He was just too talented, so he caught up with those two elders in the cultivation realm.

Therefore, when Pushan and Fuxian were present, the monk Jipo could only stand with the two disciples of the Yuba layman.

"Amitabha!"

Monk Jipo intentionally or unintentionally blocked Luo Wen behind him and said a Buddha name to the two disciples.

Qingyun Sect, Xuanji Sect, and Yunya Temple occupy the western border of Fuyun Country, and the relationship between the three sects is not very good, but thanks to the general tranquil temperament of the older generation of cultivators, there is no enmity between them.

Even, every few years, the three sects will choose one sect to be the east, and then get together to get together to contact and connect feelings, and also show off their own genius disciples.

Monk Jipo said: "It's been three years since we last met, how are the two of you doing recently?"

"Don't worry about it!" the handsome scholar flicked his sleeves back, and suddenly snorted coldly.

This scholar's name is "Confucian Sword", but there is no elegant temperament at all, just like a long sword out of the sheath, revealing the edge everywhere.

However, this Confucian sword scholar is the son of the sect master of the Qingyun Sect, and he belongs to the group that walks sideways in the Qingyun Sect.

It's just that in the Sanmen gathering three years ago, he was beaten into a dog by Monk Jipo in the ring, and he was orally educated for a whole quarter of an hour, so he had some hatred against Monk Jipo.

And the gentle woman beside him is "Water Yunzi", as her name suggests, as gentle and graceful as water.

This Shui Yunzi has always been harassed by the single dogs of Qingyun Sect and Xuanji Sect, and he is miserable, but he never drives people away with evil words, and only writes those frivolous people to death and mutilation in the novel he secretly wrote.

And because the monk Jipo abides by the precepts and does not touch the woman, she has a good impression of this talented bald brother, and today she also greeted the monk Jipo gently and lovely, chatted a few words, and then stopped at the point, stood quietly aside, and turned into a landscape.

Luo Wen stood behind the Jipo monk, playing with the green jade Buddha lotus like an antique, while observing the monks with great interest.

The monks of Qingyun Sect, Xuanji Sect and Yunya Temple have basically not experienced life and death battles, even if they are usually ordered to go down the mountain to subdue demons and eliminate ghosts, they are all petty fights, and there is not much danger.

Therefore, although their cultivation is profound, they lack the way to behave in the world, and even a few monks who seem to be in retreat and practice every day and stay at home do not seem to be so neat when talking to people, and it takes a while to ease up.

Ordinary people worship those mountain monks as immortal Buddhas, but in fact, monks are also human beings, and they also have seven emotions and six desires, five labors and seven injuries.

However, the monk's appearance is always online, and both men and women are quite beautiful.

For a moment, Rowan almost thought he was reading a shoujo manga......

"Speaking of which, whether it's a young lady from Taoism or Confucianism, it's very beautiful. ”

Rowan's little eyes glanced around, and he couldn't help but let out a rather heavy sigh in his heart, he was finally able to moisten his eyes!

"Hey, what is this little monk looking at?"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind.

Luo Wen was slightly startled, and quickly turned his head, only to find that there was no one behind him, and neither the Jipo monk nor the two Qingyun Sect members had any reaction.

"Is this voice the only one I can hear?"

After a little thought, Luo Wen's eyes opened, and the golden light flashed slightly, and suddenly a small silhouette emerged from the void.

It was a little girl about the size of his holy womb, a chubby child with two pigtails on her head, wrapped in a transparent cloth, and floating in the air.

"Did you see me?" the little girl covered her mouth, visibly startled.

Rowan blinked, and suddenly the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a wicked smile.

The little girl was frightened by his smile, and suddenly panicked: "Don't tell me, I'm secretly following!"

Luo Wen's heart was happy, and he immediately stretched out his hand, pressed it on the back of her hand, and a voice came: "It turned out that I came with me secretly." Are you from the Xuanji Sect or from the Qingyun Sect?"

Only then did the little girl realize that she had leaked her mouth, and she quickly shook her head: "Anyway, I'm not from the Xuanji Gate!"

Rowan: "Poof!"

When Monk Jipo heard his laughter, he tilted his head slightly and said, "Master Ximen, what are you laughing at?"

Rowan hurriedly said, "No, I just suddenly wanted to laugh." ”

The little girl listened nervously to the conversation between Rowan and Monk Jipo, and was relieved to find out that he had not betrayed himself.

Luo Wen continued to say to Monk Jipo: "I'll go first, and I won't be involved in the affairs between your sects. By the way, thank you for me, Master Pushan, this jade lotus platform, I will accept it for the time being. ”

Monk Jipo wanted to say something to stay, but Rowan had already turned around and left.

Shui Yunzi asked curiously, "That little monk is not from your Yunya Temple?"

Monk Jipo smiled awkwardly and was silent, but in his heart he was thinking about how to leave here without leaving a trace and go after the Buddha.

Rowan walked to the edge of the mass grave, picked up the floating board on the ground, and then turned and walked into the alley.

In the alley, the great monk quit the murder and the mad knife Song San quietly hid.

"Let's go. ”

Rowan waved his hand, and the two of them hurriedly followed him.

After the battle, the two of them have completely refreshed their cognition of Rowan, and their thoughts are very complicated at the moment, but those complex emotions are gradually overtaken by an emotion called "excitement".

As long as they thought that the saint who killed the Heavenly Ghost with one punch turned out to be their own master, they couldn't control the excitement in their hearts no matter what!

The great monk grabbed his chest, and Song San, the mad knife, rubbed his two golden fingers vigorously, and repeatedly recited the four words "the foundation of entering the Tao" in his heart.

Entry.

What kind of Tao are you entering?

Is it just the path of the monk, or is it the path of the immortal Buddha?

As soon as they thought of that possibility, they couldn't help but be delusional.

Obviously, both of them are still tenacious, but now they are happy like children.

Then, they actually heard the child's voice: "Can you give me a hug for your cat?"

......

Of course, it was impossible for Luo Wen to hand over his founding disciple to a child as a toy, so he lifted it up faceless and faced the martial artist and Song San: "Take it, you go back to the inn first." I'm going to overtake the ghosts who rushed to deliver experience. ”