In the Jiulong Temple, Tang Lian read the news on the letter.

Wuzen stood beside him, lowered his head and asked, "What is written in the letter?" ”

"Shizun only wrote four words!" Tang Lian looked up at the moon. I was a little distracted for a while.

Wuzen was stunned for a moment, "Amitabha!" ”

Tang Lian hurriedly shook her head, "It's not these four words!" ”

Wu Chan smiled, "Brother Tang." The little monk just called out the Buddha's name. ”

Tang Lian came back to her senses at this time, and couldn't help laughing: "I'm sorry, I was distracted just now." I know the words written by the master on the letter, and when they are combined, I don't know them. Move from the heart, what is moving from the heart? Is there any explanation for this in Buddhism? ”

Wuzen pondered for a moment and said, "The Buddha said, follow your heart, follow your nature, and follow your fate. ”

Tang Lian sighed helplessly: "It seems that my 'cultivation' is not enough, but I can't figure out the three words of will, casualness, and fate." If unintentionality is so important, why do you send me as an escort! ”

Wu Chan smiled: "It's good to move with your heart, don't think about it for the time being if you don't understand, it will be better, and the donor might as well rest earlier." ”

Tang Lian was stunned for a moment, but saw that the gray robe on the eaves flashed, and Wuzen was gone.

"Brother Tang thought slowly, the little monk is going to sleep."

Tang Lian smiled, looked up into the distance, and muttered in her mouth: "Move from your heart, is this the way that the master wants to teach me this time?" Tang Lian write it down! ”

Following.

Early in the morning, the sky was light.

"Monk, they're here." Yang Ming walked all the way through the air. After a night of practice, Yang Ming had mastered seven or eight points of flying waves.

Under the cliff, there are hundreds of monks standing densely packed. At this moment, they are sitting down, the gongs and drums in their hands sound, and at the same time, hundreds of monks chant the scriptures, and there is a bit of Buddha meaning in the vast land.

Xiao Se said with a serious expression: "More than 300 monks chant the longitude of the desert, but it is a little more Buddha than the royal ceremony of sacrificing to the sky." ”

"That's?" Lei Wujian suddenly pointed into the distance, but saw that behind the three hundred chanting monks, there was a monk with a knife standing abruptly.

"It's the king's grandson." Xiao Se turned his head to look at Wuxin, "He doesn't seem to have followed your agreement!" ”

"Come in!" Wuxin looked at it coldly, didn't say anything else, turned his head and slowly walked into the ruined temple.

And at the foot of the mountain, Wang Rensun plunged the knife in his hand into the soil, closed his eyes, and let out a long breath.

In front of him, it was the seven great Buddhist sects of Jiulong Temple: Dajue, Dahuai, Dawei, Daguan, Damo, Dawang, Dapu Master, as well as Wuzen monks and Tang Lianzhen galloping horses.

"Who is this?" Tang Lian asked.

"Great Fanyin Temple, Venerable Faye." Wu Chan frowned slightly, in his image, this Faye Venerable is always elusive, and the few rumors he occasionally hears are nothing more than absurd behaviors such as drinking wine and eating meat, but he has never heard that this Faye Venerable can also do martial arts, let alone why he will raise a knife to block the way this time.

At this time, Wang Rensun opened his eyes, he suddenly pulled out the knife on the ground, and swung it at the nine people. The supreme sword kicked up the dust on the ground, and the blood flashed, and the nine people hurriedly abandoned their horses and fled. And the nine horses were split in half by the sword in an instant.

"It's so murderous! What a strong knife position! ”

I only heard Wang Rensun shouting angrily: "Stop! ”

Seeing this scene, the Zen Master Dajue at the head just whispered, "Amitabha! ”

"Venerable Faye has put down the butcher's knife for twelve years, why did he re-enter the killing ring this time!"

"I wanted to be a monk in this life and atone for my sins, but I found that I couldn't go back. Thinking about it, only with a knife can I have a glimmer of atonement. Wang Rensun closed his eyes again, as if preparing for the next knife.

"Venerable Fa Ye's sword technique is intriguing, and the old man has already learned it twelve years ago. It's just that the nine demon slayers around the old man, how can the Venerable One Ring Breaking Sword stop it! ”

"I'm afraid I won't be able to keep nine, so monk, how many do you think I can keep?" Wang Rensun gently touched the hilt of the knife.

"Venerable Faye, you have a murderous intent." Zen Master Dajue accentuated his tone a little.

"Huh!" Venerable Faye was about to draw a sword.

Zen Master Dajue jumped forward, "No Zen, you and Tang Shizhu stop him." Then he slapped Wang Rensun with a palm.

As an old opponent in the past, Wang Rensun naturally knew the strength of the Great Jue Zen Master, and did not dare to accept the opponent's attack, so he hurriedly dodged and dodged.

Wang Rensun stabilized his figure and raised his knife to chase after him, but suddenly heard a "ding" sound in his ears. Hurriedly turned around and swung the knife hard, knocking the cold nail to the ground.

"Tang Men through the bones." Wang Rensun frowned slightly, "I didn't expect people from the Tang Sect to come." ”

Tang Lian hugged her fists. "In Xia Tang Lian, before the age of sixteen, she learned the skills of the outer room under Master Tang Lianyue, and then went to Snow Moon City at the order of her master, and now she is a sitting disciple of Baili Dongjun, the city lord of Snow Moon City."

"You're a disciple of that guy from Baili Dongjun. Okay, then I won't kill you. Who are you, this monk? Looking familiar, are you a disciple of Da Jue? Wang Rensun turned his head and asked Wuzen.

Wu Chan clasped his hands together: "The poor monk is a disciple of the Zen master who forgets his worries, and there is no Zen." Temporarily live in Jiulong Temple to practice Vajra Demon Suppression. ”

"Forget your worries? It seems that they are all disciples of the ancients. So the person above is your junior brother? ”

"Yes!"

"Then let me ask you, are you going to save him, or are you going to kill him!" Wang Rensun asked lightly.

"I don't know!" Wuzen replied very simply.

"It's okay if I don't know! Let's find the answer in the knife. Wang Rensun's pupils constricted, and he held the knife in his hand hard.

"I don't know who His Holiness was before he became a monk!" Tang Lian suddenly remembered someone and hurriedly asked.

"Wang Rensun!"

"The King of the Shattered Empty Sword!" This name Tang Lian is still clear, a knife shattered into the sky, twelve years ago, it was one of the three knives in the world, no one knows who doesn't know.

In the broken temple, Wuxin took out a package from the robe, looked solemn, slowly walked forward, opened the package, and put it on the altar.

"This is a relic!" Yang Ming was surprised.

"After some eminent monks sit down, after burning, there are still pearl-like objects that cannot be destroyed, and they become relics. Each relic is very precious and is a sacred relic of Buddhism. Xiao Se explained.

Yang Ming suddenly said: "Just put it here, aren't you afraid of being stolen by someone like a tomb robber?" "Yang Ming knew the value of the relics in the Blue Star, so he placed such precious things at will. You're afraid you're blind to be a thief.

Hearing this, Wuxin hurriedly smashed a small pit under his feet, and after burying the relics, he was more relieved.

Then he sat on the futon, lightly twisted the Buddha beads in his hand, and chanted the scriptures with the three hundred monks under the mountain.

As the chant of the scriptures sounded, the relics buried in the ground emitted bursts of golden light, even if they were covered by dust, they still could not be stopped.

"Xiao Se, Brother Ming, this ......" Lei Wuji was shocked and couldn't help but ask.

Xiao Se covered his mouth, "Don't speak." ”

The scene in front of him really surprised Yang Ming a little, only to see a humanoid phantom gradually condense on top of the relics. For Yang Ming, who believes in science, this scene is completely unexplained by science.

But before he had time to think about it, Yang Ming said with a solemn expression: "Someone came up, and the one who came was not good!" ”