"Don't you clean the fallen leaves at the temple gate in this temple?" Su Ping couldn't help asking, according to the impression, there is always a sweeping monk at the entrance of each temple, carrying a broom day after day, sweeping the fallen leaves lightly, it is often recorded in the wild history that the strongest person in the temple is not the abbot abbot, but the sweeping monk who sees the slightest bright spot on his body. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Just sweep away the fallen leaves in your heart. "Bitter is not salty, not light.

Su Ping nodded, scolding, he can talk about laziness in a mysterious way, he is really a master.

While talking, the two walked into the temple gate, and when they looked up, the temple courtyard was full of weeds, withered and fallen leaves, as if it had been abandoned for a long time.

"You're not wrong, right?" the corners of Su Ping's mouth twitched.

"That's right. ”

Following Ku Lun, Su Ping went all the way inward, and he didn't see any other monks after walking for half a day, and there was only dry grass in a huge temple.

"Why aren't there any other monks?"

"I'm practicing. ”

"How many monks are there in this rotten Keshan?"

"Seventeen. ”

Su Ping's face was strange, there were only seventeen people in this temple? He had originally thought that there would definitely not be many ascetics who could endure hardship, but he didn't expect that there would be such a few.

Along the path, the two walked to a side hall in the backyard.

The partial hall occupies a small area, the yellow wall is brown tile, the eaves are on the wall, a big Buddha is placed in the middle of the hall, sits on the lotus, three zhang high, the whole body is gilded, does not fall into the dust, it is strange that this big Buddha is like a sad and miserable, frowns lightly.

"I have never heard of what kind of Buddha these ascetics worship. Su Ping wondered in his heart.

At this time, a monk came out of the side door of the hall, with a wide face and big ears, frowning slightly, looking a little similar to the big Buddha, and the monk put his hands together and walked towards Kulun.

Ku Lun said respectfully: "Abbot." ”

"The sword was brought back?"

"Brought back. ”

"Who is this?"

"The master of the sword. ”

"Come in. The abbot glanced at Su Ping and said lightly.

"Yes. Kulun followed the abbot and walked to the side door, and Su Ping hesitated a little and followed.

There is a heaven and earth behind the side door of this hall, behind the Buddha, standing in the house, you can see the back of the Buddha sitting upright.

In addition to the abbot, there were two other monks in the room, estimated to be about fifty years old, all of whom sat cross-legged on the ground with their eyelids lowered.

At this time, Ku Lun reached into the left cuff with one hand, and then in Su Ping's strange eyes, he pulled out a sword, the sword body was dark gold, and the aura was amazing, naturally it was the soul of heaven.

Seeing the soul of heaven, the abbot's frowning brows deepened.

Ku Lun handed the Soul Heavenly Residence in his hand to the abbot.

Su Ping's eyes were quick, and he grabbed it, almost grabbing it, and the long sword in Ku Lun's hand suddenly disappeared. He immediately turned to look at the abbot.

Sure enough, the Soul Heavenly Residence was already in the hands of the abbot at this moment.

"So fast. Su Ping clenched his fists, although this abbot is not practicing the Sumeru mustard seed code, he is definitely not weaker than Kulun.

The Soul Heaven trembled at this time, and let out a strange whimpering sound, like a frightened cat.

"Go there and wait. The abbot said softly, as if he was saying to Su Ping, Su Ping was stunned, stared at the abbot for a while, and said, "What are you going to do with this sword?"

"Purification. ”

"How?"

"Go there and wait. The abbot did not explain, repeating.

Su Ping breathed a long sigh of relief, turned around and walked to the wall, at this moment, he once again felt the helplessness of the weak.

When he broke through the Green Star Sword Soul, carved the attack system god pattern, and forcibly carved a passage in the mountain, he thought that he could finally take charge of himself, and later met Che Yongchang and Li Gangchun, letting him know that his strength was far from enough.

When he entered the triple full state to break the extreme blade and fight with Li Gangchun, he thought that he had finally become a first-class master, and after that, Su Xinian's combat power made him understand that there is a sky outside the sky.

Not only Su Xinian, but also the rickety old man, Ku Lun, the abbot in front of him, Hu Gang, the sword-eating monster, Xicheng Jue, Feng Yushan, and even Jiang Yunni, all made Su Ping deeply realize that he had actually just taken the first step in the cultivation avenue.

Just when Su Ping was thinking wildly, there was a sudden sound of a sword in the field, he hurriedly looked up, and saw three old monks sitting in a circle, silently reciting strange spells in their mouths, Soul Tiansu suspended vertically in the middle of the three, and a mist-like dark aura overflowed from it covered the sword body, and if you looked closely, you could see that in the black mist, Soul Tiansu was trembling slightly.

After a few breaths, the three old monks suddenly opened their eyes, and their eyes shot out what seemed to be a substantial golden light, and threw it towards the Soul Heaven in the middle, and in an instant, the Soul Heaven was wrapped in golden light, exuding a dazzling golden light.

The golden light devoured the black mist on the sword body little by little, and after a while, the black mist disappeared completely, and the sword body directly touched the golden light, and the soul Tiansu let out a sword roar again, the sound was desolate, and the people who heard it were shocked.

In the golden light, the trembling of the soul heaven was getting bigger and bigger, and when it reached a critical point, the three old monks shouted at the same time in tacit understanding: "Out!"

The sound was like a Hong Zhong, hitting the soul heaven in the middle, and the aftermath spread, and Su Ping, who was far away in the corner, felt a turmoil in his heart, and couldn't help but be frightened.

The moment the soul heaven came into contact with the sound wave, it suddenly stopped in the air, and the next moment, the black gold sculpture at the end of the hilt of the sword emitted a dazzling golden light, which was three points more powerful than the golden light sacrificed by the monk before.

Just when Su Ping was suspicious, a blue shadow suddenly popped out of the black gold plastic, and then dissipated into the air.

"This, this is the soul of the soul of the Soul Heavenly Residence!" Su Ping secretly shouted in his heart.

Then, a few more dark shadows appeared on the black gold plastic, and they spread out in all directions.

More and more shadows escaped from it, accompanied by long whimpering and strange howls.

Su Ping's eyes widened and he looked at the soul heaven in the middle, stunned.

"How many people has this soul heaven killed?!"

The anomaly lasted for three hours, and when the last blue shadow flickered out, Ku Lun suddenly strode forward and reached out to grab this soul.

"Is that him?" said the abbot in a hoarse voice, looking a little exhausted.

"Wait until all the souls escape, then appear, it must be the senior brother. Ku Lun said lightly.

The abbot sighed lightly, nodded, picked up the Soul Heavenly Residence that had fallen to the ground, and stretched it out to Su Ping.

Su Ping was stunned for a moment, a little suspicious, and the abbot looked at him and nodded.

Su Ping walked towards the abbot step by step, looking at the Soul Heaven Su, which was only one step away from him, he felt a flustered for no reason.

Everyone looked at Su Ping.

He calmed down, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the soul of the heavens.

......

At the same time, the Jiang family was in the main hall.

"What?!Want me to marry that waste Nine Emperor Princes?impossible!" A beautiful woman slapped the table and stood up, naturally Jiang Yunni.

"The royal marriage must not be refused. Jiang Pingfeng said in a deep voice.

"Tell that kid, when you can beat me, I'll marry him. Jiang Yunni thought of the obscene figure hiding behind Che Yongchang at the Heavenly Hunting Conference that day, and sneered.

"They don't care about your rhetoric. Jiang Pingfeng sighed lightly.

"On what basis? is it just that white ghost Feng Yushan, or is it the Eight Great Offerings?" Jiang Yunni said disdainfully.

"You don't know much about royalty. Jiang Pingfeng's eyes flashed with a gloomy color.

"No matter what, I won't marry him. Jiang Yunni snorted coldly and walked out of the main hall.