The bitter moon monk is one-armed and one-sleeved, hunting in the wind.

Looking at the person who walked out of the library pavilion, a white shirt was flying, the qi of the positive sun was like a rainbow, and the center of the eyebrows was a crystal, shining brightly, just like a saint in the dust, like a fairy falling into the world.

Although Monk Kuyue's arm was cut off by Luo Hong, there was no resentment in Kuyue's heart, and there was no revenge, more gratitude.

If it weren't for Luo Hong cutting off his arm, the current bitter moon would still be in confusion, confused about the future, confused about Buddhism.

However, it was precisely because of Luo Hong's mention that he entered the Daigo empowerment, and now his cultivation in the bitter moon has been greatly improved, and he even has a faint feeling of attaining the Buddha's heart.

If you can attain the Buddha's heart, Kuyue's cultivation will definitely be greatly improved, and there will even be no problem in rushing to the top five on the yellow list.

It was a feeling of enlightenment.

Kuyue looked at Luo Hong and recited the Buddha's name with a wry smile.

"Lord Luo, the little monk regrets it a little, and he shouldn't have invited you to Wangchuan Temple. ”

Bitter Moon Road.

"Is it too late for the little monk to withdraw the invitation now?"

Kuyue's words made Luo Hong also slightly stunned, and he couldn't help but smile.

...... of Wangchuan Temple Luo Hong really didn't plan to go before, and even if Kuyue invited him, Luo Hong didn't really want to go.

But now, even if Kuyue doesn't invite him, Luo Hong will go to Wangchuan Temple.

This thousand-year-old ancient temple has carried a lot, and the most important thing is that among the ancient temples, there are people Luo Hong wants to meet.

That is, the crazy son of King Zhenbei, Luo Xiaobei, Luo Qiye.

Luo Hong's seventh uncle, who has been crazy for fifteen years.

It is also the only remaining son of King Zhenbei in addition to his father.

Luo Hong has seen the King of Zhenbei, although he doesn't know much about the King of Zhenbei, but, in fact, Luo Hong also knows that although the Luo family has been enduring it, they should also be prepared.

After talking to the master, Luo Hong understood that rebellion was not as simple as imagined, at least, it was necessary to condense the foundation of qi number, and how to condense this foundation, Luo Hong did not understand.

And the Luo family may prepare some.

Therefore, Luo Hong guessed that Luo Qiye, who was sent to Wangchuan Temple by the king of Zhenbei and had been crazy for fifteen years.

This seventh uncle may be the back hand of the Luo family, a back hand of the condensation of qi and the foundation of qi.

Luo Hong felt that he had to meet him.

However, the Wangchuan Temple is far away from Anping County, and it is also far away from the Jixia School Palace, so if Luo Hong leaves Anping County, he will go to Wangchuan Temple......

Let's not talk about the prince, just those who secretly covet and want to kill Luo Hong, they can't wait to make a move.

Today's Luo Hong's identity is not ordinary.

After all, he just shouted the anti-Xia slogan in Anping County, which can be regarded as half of Emperor Luo.

It's okay in Anping County, after all, this belongs to Luo Hong's base camp, not only the five thousand black horsemen led by Zhao Xinghe, but also Yuan Blind, Situ Wei, and Jixia School Palace.

The most important thing is to have a master.

Once out of Anping, I am afraid that countless attacks will come.

Luo Hong fell into contemplation, on the square of the school palace, Kuyue and Luo Hong stood opposite each other, Kuyue saw that Luo Hong was in deep thought, thinking that Luo Hong was thinking about something big, and he didn't disturb, and the atmosphere was a little stiff for a while.

After a long time, Luo Hong raised his head and looked at Monk Kuyue with a somewhat strange gaze.

"Bitter moon, Wangchuan Temple is not far from Anping County?"

Luo Hong asked.

Kuyue was stunned: "Wangchuan Temple is located in Wuliang Mountain in Daxia, far away from Anping County...... About 3,000 miles. ”

"If there is a means to fly in the air, it will be there in about half a day. ”

Kuyue thought for a moment and said.

"If there is a Sword Immortal Edgeworth, then it will be faster. ”

According to Kuyue, Wangchuan Temple is actually not far from Anping County.

However, Luo Hong felt that it was not good, it was too far, even if he was escorted by Yuan Blind, the danger factor would increase greatly if he came back and forth.

Not long ago, Luo Hong had just saved the face of Emperor Xia, and Emperor Xia was afraid of his master, so he did not forcibly arrest him, if he left the Jixia School Palace, Emperor Xia was afraid that he would not spare him.

If he sent the old eunuch Gao Lishi to arrest him Luo Hong, then Luo Hong would definitely be unable to escape.

It doesn't work with Yuan's blind escort.

"Bitter Moon, is there any way to ...... Arrive at Wangchuan Temple all at once?"

Luo Hong thought for a moment and asked.

Madness hints at portals and the like.

Luo Hong's request made Kuyue frown.

"The little monk is dull and shallow...... Can't think of a way. ”

Kuyue smiled bitterly.

He also seemed to have guessed the reason why Luo Hong asked this question, yes...... With Luo Hong's current identity and status, once he leaves Anping County, I am afraid that there will be countless assassinations, and assassinations will follow.

Moreover, those who came to kill Luo Hong were at least second-grade.

After all, Luo Hong is on Luoshen Lake, and the news of the three products of the Xuanbang has already spread.

Kuyue had no choice, Luo Hong also had a headache, he thought about it, and took Kuyue to find Li Xiuyuan.

Under the peach blossom tree.

The flying peach petals are fluttering.

Li Xiuyuan was reading the book of sages, and Luo Xiaoxiao didn't know where to play.

Anyway, Luo Hong didn't see it, Li Xiuyuan put down the sage book in his hand, and saw Luo Hong and Kuyue with a gentle smile on his face.

"What's wrong?"

If you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall if you have nothing to do, Luo Hong shouldn't come to him if you're fine.

Luo Hong rubbed his hands, smiled, and said, "Senior brother...... The little junior brother encountered a problem. ”

Li Xiuyuan was lying under the peach blossom tree on his side, his slender eyes looking at Luo Hong and Kuyue lightly.

"You want to go to Wangchuan Temple?"

"But I was afraid that I would go out of Anping County, and before I arrived at Wangchuan Temple, I was assassinated halfway. ”

Li Xiu said from afar.

He seemed to have calculated the purpose of Luo Hong's coming to him.

Luo Hong was shocked, he was worthy of being a senior brother, and he was able to compete with the old eunuchs sent by Emperor Xia.

Li Xiuyuan smiled gently: "It's not a problem, aren't you good at Dao Gate thaumaturgy, change shape?"

Luo Hong was stunned, he didn't expect Li Xiuyuan to mention this.

His magic with less insult, is that a Daomen's technique, that's an evil art, okay?!

Luo Hong complained in his heart, but there was a smile on his face.

"Senior brother said with a smile, with my mana and the scope of the spell, it is difficult to reach Wangchuan Temple so far. ”

Luo Hong said.

"It's okay, senior brother can help you. ”

Li Xiu said from afar.

The words fell.

Li Xiuyuan raised his hand, and two slender fingers pinched in the void.

Suddenly, a withered peach blossom petal fell into his hands.

With the other hand, put two fingers vertically, put the two fingers together, and draw in the air.

After that, there seemed to be a mysterious power, condensed into the peach petals.

"Oh, little junior brother, take this piece of peach blossoms. ”

Li Xiu said from afar.

"Hold this piece of peach blossom and use it in combination with the little junior brother's technique, you can extend the distance, but ...... There is only the power of one back and forth, and once the power is exhausted, the peach blossom petals will naturally shatter. ”

"Little junior brother should cherish it. ”

Li Xiuyuan said with a smile.

Luo Hong took the peach blossom, but he felt that the peach blossom petals, heavy as a mountain, seemed to have an abyss-like power, gathered in the peach blossoms.

"You really should go to Wangchuan Temple. Li Xiuyuan said seriously.

"Senior brother knows what is in Wangchuan Temple?" Luo Hong looked at Li Xiuyuan, but Li Xiuyuan shook his head and didn't say anything more.

Luo Hong pinched the peach blossom, raised his hand, and made a slow move.

Airplanes......

The peach blossom petals are flying, blowing the white monk's robe of the bitter moon.

Then, Kuyue was surprised to find that in his shadow, there was a black shadow wriggling, and with the wriggling, the evil shadow of Di Shan emerged and shrank back again.

Kuyue raised one palm and bowed slightly.

After that, he strode out of the school palace and entered the big flat halfway up the mountain.

An old monk was waiting for the bitter moon, taking the lotus at the foot of the bitter moon, and flying away in the air.

Under the peach blossom tree.

Luo Hong also sat cross-legged, holding the peach blossom petal in his hand, and he could feel the vast power in the peach blossom, which continued to pour in, making the connection between Luo Hong and the evil shadow of Di Shan extremely clear.

Even though the evil shadow of Di Shan was getting farther and farther away from him, this clear connection was still uninterrupted.

One thousand miles, two thousand miles, three thousand miles......

Finally, Luo Hong looked at Li Xiuyuan with a faint smile on his face.

"Senior brother, I'm going. ”

Luo Hong said.

Li Xiuyuan nodded gently: "Go ahead." ”

The words fell.

Luo Hong's spiritual power surged, consuming a large amount of spiritual power in an instant, and suddenly cast a shape-shifting shadow.

Zizizizi.

Luo Hong only felt a powerful dragging force erupt, and the next moment, everything in heaven and earth appeared in front of his eyes, and there were colorful streamers surging......

Under the peach blossom tree.

Li Xiuyuan squinted his eyes and stared at Luo Hong's figure, but saw that Luo Hong's figure was blurred for a while, and in just an instant, he turned into a Dishan evil shadow with a confused face scratching his head.

"The power of time and space is involved...... Little junior brother, if he cultivates this technique to the extreme, who in the world can kill him?"

Li Xiuyuan sighed with emotion and continued to look at the book of sages.

......

Wangchuan Temple.

Surrounded by mountains, it is like several mountains being hollowed out, and then many temples are excavated and established, and there are many treasures of the big Buddha with the mountains, which occupy a huge area, but they are rigorous and orderly.

Looking at it from afar, it is like a lotus petal in full bloom, and the group of Buddhas is entrenched on each petal of the blooming lotus, reciting Buddhist scriptures, without giving people a sense of looseness.

Extremely majestic and beautiful.

Luo Hong and Di Shan's evil shadow switched places, and when they appeared on the slowly falling lotus platform, they looked at the temples below, dizzy.

Bitter Moon was a little surprised when Luo Hong appeared.

However, because he had known for a long time that Luo Hong would change his shape, his heart was quite calm.

And the old monk beside him, who was in charge of escorting Kuyue's Yipin cultivation, was startled and stared at Luo Hong.

Luo Hong, who suddenly appeared, even if he was in the first grade, was taken aback.

"Luo Hong?"

The old monk stared at Luo Hong and said.

"Uncle Yuanshang, it was Kuyue who invited Lord Luo Shi to come to Wangchuan Temple......"

Moreover, this is also the meaning of the abbot of the head of the Buddha. ”

Kuyue raised his palm, on the lotus platform, bowed slightly, and said.

The old monk was wearing a robe with a complicated expression.

"Good. ”

After that, he didn't say anything more, controlled the lotus platform, and flew towards the Wangchuan Temple below.

The lotus platform falls, and falls in front of the mountain gate of Wangchuan Temple, there is smoke and dust, and the ancient trees are swaying.

Behind the archway of the mountain gate is an endless stone staircase, which is covered with moss and is full of traces of time.

Master Yuanshang fell with Kuyue and Luo Hong.

"Lord Luo Shi, please. ”

Master Yuanshang, as a first-class monk, took a step away, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and turned slightly sideways towards Luo Hong.

Luo Hong nodded, and bowed slightly.

Landing on this silent stone staircase, Luo Hong felt a quaint atmosphere, which was the vicissitudes of Wangchuan Temple, an ancient temple of thousands of years.

People have spirits, mountains also have spirits, and all things have their own unique imprints.

Luo Hong walked on the stone steps, his heart was natural and quiet, and his thoughts seemed to become much more accessible.

Wangchuan Temple exists for thousands of years, when the three major dynasties stepped on the rivers and lakes, there were only three forces that had not been trampled on by horses' hooves, one of which was Wangchuan Temple, so that the two were Kunlun Palace and Longhu Mountain. ”

Kuyue and Yuanshang also stepped on the stone ladder and introduced Luo Hong.

This is also to tell Luo Hong the background of Wangchuan Temple.

Luo Hong looked at the ancient temple on the top of the stone staircase, faintly, there seemed to be a Buddha's light shining in the sky above the ancient temple, and the air was distorted.

Obviously, there is a majestic energy in it, and there are masters in charge.

Wangchuan Temple is antique, full of the breath of the years, although not yet into the temple, but Luo Hong walked on the stone ladder, already felt something, as if there was an old monk, sitting cross-legged, confiding in him the Buddha's truth.

Luo Hong doesn't know much about Buddha, the only thing related to Buddha seems to be a thousand hands of evil Buddha, this is still an evil art.

Luo Hong originally thought that he had ascended to Wangchuan Temple, and as a Buddhist cultivator, he might have an uncomfortable feeling, after all, the Buddha suppressed the evil, which is a matter of course.

But no, Luo Hong even felt a feeling of blending.

Where this Wangchuan Temple is located, there is a unique aura, as if it is the tolerance of all things, and the friendliness of everything in heaven and earth.

Luo Hong is here, and his spiritual will seems to have been slightly improved.

That is the ascension formed by the environment, and this environment can be called a dojo in the sense of the word.

Climbing the stairs straight up, finally, Luo Hong saw the simple thousand-year-old temple.

A Buddha hall stands tall at the top.

Like lotus petals hanging down arch guards.

In front of the Buddha hall, there is a wide and vast bluestone martial arts field, and in the center of the martial arts field, there is a suspended golden giant bell several meters high.

The bell is engraved with all kinds of Buddha statues, shining golden and shining in the sun.

On the martial arts arena, it was densely packed, and there were thousands of monks wearing monks' robes standing in a neat phalanx.

It seems that he has long known that Luo Hong will come, and he is ready to meet him.

When Luo Hong stepped on the last stone staircase, Luo Hongfang understood why Yuan Shang and Kuyue were one step behind him.

Thousands of pairs of eyes swept in unison.

It is like piercing through the void, and it is like ten thousand arrows firing at once, and the terrifying will power is like a cloud of smoke that forms a substance, trying to oppress Luo Hong's spirit.

If Luo Hong's mind is not firm, he is afraid that he will be traumatized and cough up blood on the spot.

The eyes are the windows of the soul, and when thousands of pairs of eyes scan at each other, that kind of aura and oppression is definitely not weak.

The white shirt on Luo Hong's body was constantly fluttering up by the air waves in an instant.

Luo Hong stared, and in the Mud Pill Palace, the evil god phantom opened his eyes and sneered disdainfully.

Suddenly, Luo Hong's will, like a spiritual flower blooming, actually blocked the oppression formed by these thousands of eyes.

Boom!

Luo Hong fell in one step, immovable like a mountain.

This group of monks, actually came to get off the horse?!

Almost disgraced!

"Lord Luo Shi, good will. ”

There was a voice of appreciation from the martial arts arena, a white-eyed old monk, wearing a big red robe, wearing a golden monk's robe, holding a Buddhist bead, and walking with a light smile.

Luo Hong looked at the old monk and bowed slightly.

Monk Kuyue spoke: "Lord Luo Shi, this is the abbot of Wangchuan Temple. ”

"Poor monk Faro, I have seen Lord Luo Shi. ”

The old monk looked at Luo Hong, smiled, and looked at Luo Hong, quite appreciative.

Luo Hong can carry the eyes of thousands of Buddhist monks, which he did not expect, after all, Wangchuan Temple is an ancient temple of thousands of years, carrying thousands of years of Buddha luck, non-atmospheric people in the face of the oppression of Buddha luck, will inevitably be swaying, panicked.

This is actually a test for the big people to enter the temple at Wangchuan Temple.

At the beginning, the Xia Emperor of Great Xia, the Zhou Emperor of the Great Zhou, and the Empress of Great Chu, all three of them ascended to Wangchuan Temple at the same time, and Wangchuan Temple dispatched all Buddhist monks, full of 30,000 Buddhist monks, gathered in Wangchuan Temple for thousands of years of Buddha luck and waited for it.

Now, Luo Hong came to Wangchuan Temple, although Luo Hong did not have any energy, but Wangchuan Temple still did not slacken.

Luo Hong bowed slightly towards Master Faro.

Faro smiled: "The head of the Buddha estimated that Lord Luo Shi was about to ascend to Wangchuan Temple, what is the purpose, and the head of the Buddha has also informed the following."

"The head of the Buddha attaches great importance to the arrival of Lord Luo Shi. ”

Luo Hong also raised his palms and said, "I want to see my seventh uncle." ”

Master Farrow smiled.

"Yes. ”

Master Faro said: "Master Luo Xiaobei is under the Buddha well of Wangchuan Temple, sealed for fifteen years, and it is easily invisible. ”

After that, Master Faro pointed to the nine-meter-high golden bell of Buddha light floating in the center of the martial arts field.

"That's the treasure of Wangchuan Temple, the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell. ”

"If the donor can ring the bell of the Buddha nine times, it can be seen that Luo Xiaobei is the donor, if it can't be knocked nine times, the Buddha said that there is no fate, then it will not be seen, please Luo Shizhu return the same way. ”

Master Faro, Dao.

Hiss.

Ring the bell nine times?!

Master Yuanshang and Kuyue, who were standing behind Luo Hong, both gasped.

Even Yuanshang, who is a high-ranking monk, can't do it!

And Luo Hong originally thought that Wangchuan Temple would make what kind of request, but he didn't expect it to be this......

Ring the bell?

That's it?!

Ring the bell or something, this son is a professional!

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