"Yes, master. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Mr. Xia continued: "The Holy Maiden of Yuehua is now the most popular evangelist lecturer in the [Wuming Academy] on the bright side, and this time she came to Zhongtian City to take the opportunity of the great competition of Zhongzhou Kendo to promote Buddhism and develop believers, and will hold a puja in [Miaohui Temple] in these days. ”

"It seems that your Xia clan is going to completely control the [Wuming Academy]?" Lin Yang narrowed his eyes slightly.

Wuming Academy is a remnant force inherited after the collapse of the Great Zhenru Temple, and now it seems that it has been integrated by the Xia Clan, the culprit of the extermination, and has become their pawn in the Brahmanic martial arts world, and Yueru is the best façade that Lin Yang specially provided for the Xia Clan.

"Master, the affairs of the clan are complicated, and the subordinates are not very clear about the deployment plan of the Brahma martial arts, according to the news I have recently inquired, the Dharma of Miaohui Temple is extremely popular these days, and the Yuehua Holy Maiden is faintly becoming the first female cultivator of the Brahmana, but the Dharma is a little twists and turns these days, if it is not for the Xia clan to arrange people to suppress the scene, I am afraid that there has been an incident. ”

Lin Yang listened to Mr. Xia's report and sneered in his heart.

Ever since he came into contact with the Brahmana superhuman Shakya in the Six Realms of Reincarnation, he has somewhat learned about the cultivators of the Brahmana.

The vast majority of these people are just ordinary people who wear the cloak of Brahmanism and practice the magical powers of Buddhism, and when it comes to the cultivation of the mind, very few people can truly reach the true state of 'no self and no one, neither emptiness nor color'.

Now listening to Mr. Xia's meaning, Yue Ru has just made a name for herself in the Brahma world, and other forces can't help but come out to suppress this newcomer.

It's really shameless.

Moreover, when it comes to Yueru, Lin Yang will inevitably think of that abrasive fire spirit mind, in his heart, this fire spirit who has experienced life and death together is definitely an indelible charm in his life.

At this moment, Lin Yang missed the little goblin who often blew a charming breath in his ears.

"Tomorrow, you go to Miaohui Temple to wait, and I will go and have a look. ”

Be.

After Lin Yang gave the order, peace returned to the entire annex.

The cold moon sprinkled white light, as if a spiritual thread was drawn between heaven and earth, implicating a love relationship that had been separated for three years.

......

Meanwhile.

In the Miaohui Temple mentioned by Mr. Fang Caixia, in a luxurious room guarded by a special person, a red silk tent, nephrite warm couch, a beautiful but delicate figure lying on the bed softly, just asleep.

Yueru, her long hair was scattered on the pillow like brocade, reflecting the cold moonlight, setting off her much thinner face.

At this moment, it was almost dawn, but she was shallow asleep, next to the corners of her eyes under a pair of pink eyebrows, there was a little bit of crystal, and the infinite grievances and hardships seemed to be released only in her sleep, turning into a tear, slowly rolling down the bed along her forehead.

"Alas......"

Next to him, Mingxin sighed lightly and carefully covered Yueru's cup.

The Holy Light Hachi was quietly held in Mingxin's arms, and there was a touch of distress on his face, which had always been arrogant and cold.

"It's really hard for her. ”

Mingxin's words seemed to even turn red.

Xiaoba, but frowned worriedly: "Sister, today's situation is already embarrassing, if those people come to make trouble tomorrow......"

"It's embarrassing, it's not just those old bald donkeys...... "Mingxin gritted his little white teeth with hatred: "It's all hated Lin Xiaoyang, I have to assign such a difficult task to the little girl, I hate it, I hate it to death!!"

complained about Lin Yang's name, but Mingxin's soft and gloomy eyes were clearly full of thoughts for Lin Yang:

Lin Yang...... Where are you now......

......

The next day.

Lin Yang went out early and rushed to the direction of Miaohui Temple.

Speaking of this Miaohui Temple, the Brahma Gate in the entire Supreme Heaven Domain is quite weighty, and it is one of the most prosperous Brahma temples after the destruction of the Dazhenru Temple.

And what is commendable is that this Miaohui Temple has always adhered to the true meaning of the Sanskrit Sect Qingxiu, maintained a neutral position, and did not participate in the competition for the leaders of the Brahma in today's domain during the disappearance of the Zhenru Temple for more than a thousand years, but achieved his more and more lofty status.

This time, the Holy Maiden of Yuehua came to Miaohui Temple to preach and preach the Dharma, which is also a journey of enlightenment that a Brahma practitioner must go through, and only by making a name for herself here can it be regarded as a real transformation of experience, from a dazzling newcomer to a respected Brahma master.

Along the way, Lin Yang sat in the carriage, and his mind echoed the back of the puja that Mr. Xia told him.

At the same time, he saw that the road ahead could be described as a sea of people, and the river was endless, which showed that this festival was really popular and prosperous.

But when Lin Yang let go of his divine sense and silently perceived the conversations of the people around him, some of the contents made him frown slightly:

"Hey, you also go to see the excitement of the Yuehua Holy Maiden?"

"It's a must, it's a pity not to watch such a good play. ”

"Haha, yesterday I saw that the Yuehua Holy Maiden was so angry that she was about to cry, that scene was so exciting...... I think she might be ousted from the stage by that flowerless flower today. ”

"Hurry up, go fast, there's no good spot when it's late. ”

While laughing, people ran around, as if the solemn festival was a theater, and they all wanted to watch the excitement and not think it was a big deal, just waiting to see the joke of the Yuehua Holy Maiden.

Flowerless ......

Is that the one who stirs up trouble?

Lin Yang sensed that Yueru's trouble seemed to be bigger than he had imagined, so he couldn't help but let the coachman speed up and gallop in the direction of the Miaohui Temple.

......

Miaohui Temple, located in the southeast direction of Zhongtian City, covers an area of 100 acres, the treasure temple is solemn, you can see the golden Brahma holy light shining above it from afar, as if the eaves of the heavy temple are plated with a layer of gold edge, the end is brilliant and splendid, and it makes people worship.

The whole temple is divided into two temples, the outer temple has a total of seven courtyards, all of which are places for pilgrims to worship and worship, and the Arhat Vajra, Bodhisattva Buddha is enshrined inside, which is no different from ordinary ordinary temples.

As for the inner temple located in the depths, it is the place where those Brahma masters cultivate their minds and enlighten the Tao, ordinary people can not easily enter it, it is rumored that there are several old living Buddhas who have been thousands of years old, and their cultivation has reached the level of the Holy Emperor, and their strength is unfathomable.

And this time, the puja is carried out on a wide square on the outermost layer of the outer temple, Miaohui Temple is a neutral temple at a glance, a place for the preaching of high monks, this square is properly arranged, the hierarchy is clear, at most it can accommodate forty or fifty thousand believers, it is already the largest Brahma dojo in Zhongtian City.

At this moment, but the sun is dawning, this square is already crowded with people, the noise is over, and it doesn't take much time for the surging crowd from Zhongtian City to fill this square like a tide, and the black pressure is full of people.

The crowd of nearly 50,000 people in the square is divided into two distinct factions, including a group of people wearing white robes, about 10,000 people, who sit around the ground in the inner circle of the central square, with a pious attitude, chanting scriptures, and from time to time they will bow and worship in the direction of the temple, and at first glance they are Brahma believers who have come to listen to the Dharma and receive the Tao.

And in the outer circle of this white crowd, there is a group of various costumes gathered in piles.

These people have a look of anticipation and playfulness on their faces, and a pair of curious eyes are sweeping around the square, not to hear about the Dharma, but to wait to see today's lively melon-eating crowd.

They talked a lot, their lives were boiling, and the content of the conversation was similar to what Lin Yang had heard on the road before, all waiting to see how the Yuehua Holy Maiden ended today, or how she was bullied.

And these people were talking and chatting, and after their eyes wandered, they finally converged on the [lecture platform] in the north of the square, which is the venue where the Yuehua Holy Maiden has been preaching and teaching the Dharma in the past few days, but at this moment, under this sacred high platform, there is a white-clothed monk figure sitting cross-legged, in the vast and noisy crowd of people, like a bright moon exuding holy brilliance, attracting the attention of the audience.

This monk is very handsome.

The kind of handsome that can eat for several lifetimes with his face.

He sat there cross-legged, his slender white fingers constantly playing with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, chanting words in his mouth, his whole body seemed to emit a white jade-like aura, and the golden scriptures visible to the naked eye continued to float out with his low moan, like a streamer in the sky, hovering around him, and disappeared after a while.

Pull the wind.

Quite a pull.

When Lin Yang arrived at the square, he saw this cool and stylish white-clothed monk at first sight, and the solemn master Fan Er was simply telling everyone alive.

What is the true reincarnation of a living Buddha?

What is a great monk?

Look here, look here.

"This guy should be the 'no flower', it's really a naked provocation, and it's not such a singing style for the stage drama......"

Lin Yang could see the strong smell of gunpowder at a glance, which was also the sanctimonious drama that he hated most from the so-called 'religious people' - obviously he was here to kick the field, but he still had to look holy and noble.

It's disgusting.

He stood silently in the middle of the crowd, watching the flowerless person silently pretending, as the sun got late, and finally with a bell ringing, a group of people came from the direction of Miaohui Temple.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

People were excited.

Today's protagonist is coming.

"Master Yuehua has arrived!!"

A majestic call sounded, and then a group of monks wearing yellow robes carried black long sticks out of the stream, directly clearing the square near the pulpit into a space of hundreds of square meters, one by one, their faces were solemn and dignified, and the noisy atmosphere in the square was suppressed at once.

After this group of monks guarded, a group of Brahma monks wearing robes and robes came out, all of them were also eminent monks, and walked to the side of the pulpit in turn, and did not go to the stage but spread a futon on the square below and sat in a half circle, like a venerable Dharma protector Vajra emitted a brilliant Brahma golden light, rendering the entire pulpit into a supreme holy land.

The Holy Maiden of Yuehua, in such a brilliant and grand atmosphere, gently walked with lotus steps and appeared in everyone's sight.

............

Today's three watches.