After Tie Huan returned to the Iron Fist Temple, he had a meeting with Xun Zhou from the ministry monks. He went straight to his bedroom in the White Courtyard. It was a VIP room, but it was clean and plainly decorated, spacious and bright, and there was a not-so-small yard outside for his exclusive use.

He sat quietly on a simple wooden bed. There was only a gray-brown mattress under him, thin and a little hard, and it was not comfortable to sleep on at all. This kind of bed and mattress were not originally intended for people of his status to sleep in. But it was his choice, and he refused a better treatment.

For him, life is a practice.

Every moment of life is a practice. Coming to this world with sins can only be through the practice of suffering in order to bring out spiritual strength. It is impossible to covet a life of pleasure and ease.

Pain is grinding, and grinding is enjoyment. This is his dogma.

When he was a wandering child in Huangsha City, he looked at everything that the dragon god had given him like this. His mother died after giving birth to his younger brother, and when he was eight years old, his father, who had been working hard in the mines all day, died in a sudden outbreak of the plague, and then he took his four-year-old brother to a life of wandering and begging. The Northern Desert is an extremely poor province with large expanses of desert, desolate plots of land everywhere, land suitable for cultivation is scarce, and the most important thing in this province is food, not dignity. He was disgusted by being despised and spit on his face, he didn't know how many times he was whipped for begging, and his scarred body burned with a tenacious survival **, he wanted to live, because he couldn't let his younger brother die of starvation.

When he became a monk, he received the teachings of the god of the earth and understood the meaning of suffering. He did not think that the past days of suffering were unbearable, that they were not ugly, but that they were a kind of glory, a necessary process for him to make amends for the sins he was born with and to complete his self-redemption. Only after such a process is completed, the potential power within the individual can be stimulated, and the spirit can be greatly enriched to become the body of Vajra, which is the art of dragon diving. The so-called Vajra body does not simply refer to not being harmed by external damage, but more importantly, it is the strength of the inner will, without strong enough willpower, it is impossible to resist external damage.

And the strong willpower comes from faith, a pure faith in the god of the earth, unadulterated and unadulterated. There are many, many boxers who claim to believe in the gods of the earth, but after enduring such a dragon face, are they still so devout?

This day of failure is a new test. A quenching of true faith.

The dragon whisperer had already hinted, but he firmly believed that the god of the earth had not given up on his people, and there must have been a very serious accident in the Qingming God Realm, how serious it was, he could only wait for Xun Zhou to come back and ask for advice.

He believed that it was a problem within the Worship of the Dragons, which led to the shaking of faith and the weakening of the willpower of the monks. The root cause of the god of the earth not attending the day of the dragon's face may be here. These changes in the sect are likely to make the power of the Earth God fade, and the Qingming God Realm has never been a peaceful place.

In the past few days of living in the Iron Fist Temple, Tie Huan has had some exchanges with the elders, not too deeply. He was surprised by the sudden death of the first person in the Martial Arts Academy, Elder Yuanfa, but the other elders were not too happy to talk to him about it, he felt that those elders were still wary of him, and there were some obvious differences between the two sides in some places. However, this is also normal, after all, there has been no formal communication between the two sides for four hundred years, and if there is any deviation in the interpretation of the information of the Earth God, there is no chance for each other to correct it.

Now Xun Zhou is a good opportunity to serve as a national teacher. This will help to further restore the relationship between the Iron Fist Temple and the Kongoji Temple, and it will correct the erroneous dogmas of the past and restore the traditions that have gradually been forgotten. He looked forward to the early arrival of the day when the great elders of the Sanjiao Temple would meet.

The long-awaited knock on the door finally rang out. "Great Elder Tie. The ministry monk was calling outside.

"Is the Holy Monk back?"

"Exactly, the Great Elder has just returned, please come over. ”

Tie Huan followed behind the monks, walked through the three corridors, and walked from the guest room to the elder's dormitory. After the ministry monk briefed him, he walked in.

Xun Zhou sat cross-legged on a wide rattan chair covered with thick velvet, looking a little tired, and a pot of tea was brewed on the brown low table in front of him, and Tie Huan could smell the unique fragrance of Yulong Green Soup.

"Holy monk, little monk has been waiting for you to come back. ”

"Great Elder Tie, sit. Xun Zhou's speech was not as neutral as usual, this old monk was in good spirits on weekdays, but after all, he was over seventy years old. "Today in the royal court, Your Majesty has decided to recruit the Great Elder Tongming to come to the royal capital. The day when we wait for the three of us to meet is approaching. ”

"This is good news, the holy monks are hard. This news made Tie Huan feel happy, the dragon was less than three hundred dragon steps away from Yuanjing, and now the snow season had not yet arrived, and it would take about seven or eight days to come and go.

"The old monk and His Majesty mentioned the idea of the unification of the three monasteries, and His Majesty also recognized that the unification of the doctrine is a major matter that should be completed as soon as possible. ”

Unifying ideas within the church is not an easy task, in fact it will be very, very difficult. "If Great Elder Tongming doesn't agree to do this, I wonder what Your Majesty will do?"

The formulation of the doctrine was done by someone who could interpret the divine will, and no dragon monarch had ever been able to contact the Qingming Divine Realm, and therefore no dragon monarch had ever tried to operate on the doctrine. The great elders of the temple are very persistent in the position of the teachings of the temple.

"Then the Great Elder of Tongming will be imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison. ”

This sentence surprised Tie Huan, and he restrained his emotions and did not show them on his face. "I believe that Great Elder Tongming will have a correct judgment on the current situation. ”

"I hope so. He has made too many mistakes over the past few years. Xun Zhou was tired, but there was a coldness in his tone.

Tie Huan ignored this, he had more important questions. "On the day of the dragon's face, the absence of my god can be called the biggest disaster in the history of my religion. What does the holy monk think of this?"

"Regarding the Qingming Divine Realm, the dragon whisperers of your temple should have some sense and report to the Iron Great Elder. Xun Zhou let out a sad sigh, "But I'm afraid he's like me, and he doesn't think about the worst." This matter is unprecedented, so shocking that the old monk has no way to discern the truth, so he can only wait for the instructions of my god. ”

Yes, it seems that the perception of the Breathless Gong is the same as that of the Dragon Whisperer. At this point, the two temples are similar, and I'm afraid the same is true for the Awakening Temple. "The absence of my god will cause a great deal of panic, and appeasing the congregation is our top priority at the moment, and the two temples are now in the same boat. Before the arrival of Tongming, I asked the holy monks to warn him a lot. ”

There is no restless gong in Kongo Temple, only dragon whisperers. After thousands of years of practicing alone, Tie Huan himself could not contact the Tranquility Realm, and now he was far away from the Golden Castle, and he could only follow the instructions that Wu Xigong had received, if at all.

On the way back to the guest room, Tie Huan determined one thing: the problems within the Bailong Sect were not only related to the Awakening Temple, nor were they only due to the Great Elder Tongming.

There seems to be no precedent in history for the punishment of the great elders of the temple. If the Awakening Temple expresses a different stance from the royal court and will be severely punished, then the Kongoji Temple may also suffer the same fate.

It suddenly occurred to him that it was the royal court or the Iron Fist Temple that thought that the Awakening Temple would be punished for standing on the wrong side? In other words, was the adjudicator the Dragon Monarch or the National Teacher?

This is a question worth pondering. The rift is not only in the Northern Alliance, but also within the Worship Dragon Cult. In fact, the rift within the Worship Dragon Sect has existed for many, many years, but now it seems to be very obvious.

When he returned to his room, the monk informed him of a request for a visit, and the visitor was Zhou Qin, one of the deputy leaders of the Yulong Regiment.

He'd met this man a few times, but had never spoken directly. He remembered the unfortunate death of the leader of the Dragon Breeding Regiment, so he agreed to the visit.

Zhou Qin, who has a mediocre appearance and no characteristics, is undoubtedly a very straightforward person, speaking straightforwardly, and after a simple salute, he said his intention straight to the point: "Since the little monk saw the great elder for the first time, he knew that the great elder was a sage that the little monk was convinced of. The little monk has always had a big confusion in his heart, and he can't solve it by himself, so he can only ask the great elder for guidance. ”

Tie Huan heard that there was a deep meaning in these words, there are many high-ranking monks in the Iron Fist Temple, why did Zhou Qin have to ask an outsider for advice?" ”

"The little monk doesn't like to beat around the bush when he speaks, if there is any presumptuousness, please forgive the elder. Zhou Qin's eyebrows were full of sorrow, it seemed that the matter that had plagued him had indeed been entangled for a long time, making him miserable. "The little monk asked the elder: should monks be in politics, or should they not be in politics?"

Only then did Tie Huan understand the thoughts of the deputy head of the regiment, and this issue was quite sensitive. He pondered for a moment before saying, "If it is conducive to peace, it is okay to go into politics." But we should not act for personal gain, otherwise we will betray the doctrine of our God and will be guilty of apostasy. ”

When Zhou Qin heard this, his face was full of excitement, he was sitting cross-legged, and immediately put his knees together, seeing that the posture was to bow down to Tie Huan, Tie Huan was shocked, and hurriedly went to stop him, he was lucky with both hands, and held Zhou Qin firmly and did not bow down.

"In the past few days, the little monk has been trapped by this matter, and he can't meditate during the day or sleep at night, which is really tormenting! The great elder really thinks the same way, and he has the same heart with the little monk. It seems that the little monk's opinion cannot be said to be wrong, and the little monk has to thank the great elder for his guidance!"

Tie Huan smiled faintly: "Where is this?" I am equal to my God's servant, and I ought to serve him with all my heart, and to love one another, and to communicate with one another, is a matter of duty, and a grace of guidance, where does this begin?"

Zhou Qin showed a look of joy and convincing, "There are still people who think the same way as the Great Elder, but there are very few. As far as the little monk knows, the late Elder Yuanfa, the head of our regiment, is one of them, but it's a pity that Elder Yuanfa has suffered an accident and can't talk to the Great Elder, which is a pity!"

Tie Huan nodded and said: "Elder Yuanfa has a pure heart and few desires, and his cultivation is extremely deep, and the poor monk has heard of it for a long time and has always admired it. I just don't know what happened to Elder Yuanfa?"

He asked this knowingly, but it was very clever, and openly said that Yuan Fa was a death from illness, and there was no need to ask again.

Zhou Qin could easily hear this, and his answer also surprised Tie Huan very much: "Elder Yuanfa did not pass away due to illness, the night before Your Majesty ascended the throne, the Yulongpu was accidentally attacked, and it was the work of a black clan named 'Naku'. Elder Yuanfa and five other members of our group were brutally killed. ”

Tie Huan took a deep breath, although he felt a little strange about Yuan Fa's death, he never expected the truth to be like this. It is no wonder that the Iron Fist Temple wants to hide this matter, you are the first person in the Martial Arts Academy, and you were killed by an unknown junior, this spread out, and the Iron Fist Temple will definitely lose face.

Na Naku is so strong, what is his identity? Is it really another disciple of the Awakening Temple? Tie Huan couldn't help but feel that he was trapped in a spider web, and more and more things that were difficult to understand were like layers of spider silk, which gradually made him feel a little breathless.