The sun sets and the moon rises, and the stars are sparse.

Xuan Xin took advantage of the night to leave his courtyard and quietly went to the back mountain.

He didn't know how many times he had walked the road to Houshan over the years, but by the moonlight, he walked very steadily.

But his heart was not at peace.

He hoped that his master would still be the respected and high-profile Nanwu Holy Monk.

also hopes that even if his master really captures Zhou Motong, he only hopes to temper her and make her a mountain protector.

What he feared most was the extremely divine master, who was an extremely evil person who did all kinds of evil!

He walked towards the back mountain step by step, although he didn't cross the void in the air and flew over directly, but with his current cultivation, the speed of walking a few steps on the mountain road was still very fast.

Soon he came to the retreat of his master, the monk Nam Wu.

This is a very ordinary cave, there is a word 'Buddha' written on the top of the cave, Xuanxin pushed open the stone door at the entrance of the cave, and secretly wrapped the stone door with mana to prevent it from making a little sound.

He walked into the deep and winding cave, and finally came to an open place, where twelve futons were neatly arranged, and this was where Xuan Xin and his senior brothers listened to the master's sermon and solve their doubts.

In front of this open space was a bronze gate, falling from top to bottom, which had not been opened for a long, long time.

And his master, Nan Wu Holy Monk, was in retreat and cultivation.

"Disciple Xuanxin, meet the master!"

Xuan Xin clasped his hands together, bowed to the bronze gate, and said loudly.

Voices wafted through the empty cave, echoing one after another.

There was no response from inside the bronze gate.

"Disciple Xuanxin has something unclear, please teach the master!"

Xuan Xin spoke again.

It turned out that there was still no response.

"Master, the disciple is offended!"

Xuan Xin looked at the bronze gate and was silent for a long time, then walked to the bronze gate, stretched out his hand against the bronze gate, and wrapped the bronze gate with his own mana, and lifted the bronze gate little by little!

Whew!

At the moment when the bronze gate was lifted by Xuan Xin, wisps of orange fire burned in the hidden secret room behind the bronze gate, illuminating the entire practice room.

In the practice room, an old monk with white hair and a golden robe stood up, turned his back to Xuan Xin and said in a deep voice:

"It's Xuanxin, is there anything you have to do here?"

This old monk is the famous Nanwu holy monk in Jialing County.

The age of the Nan Wu Holy Monk should not be that old, no more than three hundred years old at most, but he often shows people with this face.

This is just like the stereotyped thinking of the common people, the old monks, the old Taoists, those are all capable people, the little monks, the little Taoists, those are all people who are not proficient in learning.

Therefore, the presiding officers of many temples are obviously very young, but they all show people with an old face.

They were all monks, and if they wanted to, they could maintain their appearance until the moment before they died.

Of course, that one just relied on illusion.

Monks will also grow old, but the time required for a monk's youth, prime, and old age is determined by his own cultivation realm.

Like a monk in the Wandering Realm, he can live for thousands of years, even if he is a thousand years old, he may still be in his youth!

What's more, Nan Wu Holy Monk is not a thousand years old, so he is still in his youth!

"The disciple called for the master outside for a long time, but he didn't see the master respond, and he was worried that something would go wrong with the master's retreat, so he took matters into his own hands and opened the bronze door, offended the master, and asked the master to forgive him!"

Xuan Xin clasped his hands together and spoke.

"Today is not yet the day of the ministry, do you have something to do with me?"

Nan Wu Holy Monk asked, and did not seem to blame Xuan Xin for his rash intrusion.

"The disciple does have something he wants to ask the master, and please listen to me tell you carefully!"

Xuan Xin said.

Immediately afterwards, he selectively told Nan Wu about Jiang Chen's coming, and told him vaguely that Jiang Chen's current strength.

After hearing this, the holy monk of Nan Wu was not touched, and after a long time he said:

"So Xuan Xin, do you think it was for the teacher to capture the friend of the Pure Yang Daoist?"

"I've been in retreat for a long time, and I don't ask about the world, and I haven't even heard of that rising star Pure Yang Daoist as a teacher."

"As for the little black Jiao you mentioned, I did intend to introduce her to Buddhism and practice the righteous path before, but she refused!"

"Later, I heard that she failed to walk the Jiaohua Dragon, and I thought it was a pity, isn't she dead yet?"

After Xuan Xin heard Nan Wu Holy Monk's answer, a stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

"It's good that it's not caught by Shizun, that Pure Yang Daoist is too strong, and Shizun Dao is Xuan, so naturally he is not afraid of him."

"But now that the master has been in retreat for a long time, if he comes to Nanwu Temple to make trouble, I, my senior brothers, and all the elders really can't do anything about him!"

Xuan Xin said with emotion.

"Xuanxin doesn't have to worry too much, the pure Yang Daoist is naturally not afraid of the teacher, if he treats each other politely and has a discussion, my Nanwu Temple will naturally have nothing to do with him."

"But if he is strong and oppressive to my disciples of Nanwu Temple, as a teacher, he will naturally not sit idly by!"

After hearing this, the holy monk of Nan Wu said very domineeringly.

"With Master's words, many disciples from top to bottom of Nanwu Temple will be at ease!"

"But the disciple still has something unclear, the master knows that the disciple is born with Buddha bones, and he is very sensitive to the Buddha's exercises, every time I face the master, I always feel that the exercises practiced by the master are not the same as mine."

"I want to ask the master, is it that the disciple is stupid and has made a mistake in practicing the Zhensi exercises of our Nanwu Temple?"

Xuan Xin said very sincerely.

"You didn't practice wrong, and you didn't teach wrong as a teacher."

"It's just that I have made some improvements to the exercises for the teacher, and now I am in retreat and combing."

"If we can be sure that this path is correct, I will teach you the new exercises!"

After hearing this, the Nan Wu Holy Monk was silent for a few seconds and then replied.

"Amitabha, it's the disciple who has taken a look!"

Xuan Xin bowed to Nan Wu Holy Monk and said with great shame.

"Knowing that mistakes can be corrected, and good is great."

"The difference in a thought is nothing, but you can't make a mistake again and again, and in the end you don't even have a chance to regret it."

Nan Wu Holy Monk said earnestly.

"Disciple remembers the teachings!"

Xuan Xin said.

"If it's all right, then step down, and the next preaching meeting will be held as scheduled!"

Nan Wu Holy Monk spoke, and began to issue an eviction order.

"Yes!"

"Dare to ask the master, can you know the legendary Buddha Sect supreme supernatural power in the palm of the Buddha country?"

Xuan Xin first nodded yes, and then changed his words and directly threw out another question.

"The Buddha country in the palm of your hand is a supreme supernatural power, and you need to comprehend the way of space before you can display it, and the teacher has only heard of this supernatural power, but he has not seen it with his own eyes."

Nan Wu replied without thinking.

"Master, the disciple still has something unclear, why do you have to talk to the disciple with your back to the disciple?"

Xuan Xin looked at the Nanwu Holy Monk who had been facing away from him, and asked with a little curiosity.

He felt that his master's behavior seemed really strange.

"Huh?"

"It's just that I'm not used to turning around for a while, and I usually answer your questions, and it's the same for teachers, sitting for several years, just for the avenue in my heart."

Hearing this, the Nanwu Holy Monk turned his head and glanced at Xuan Xin, and then showed a strange and kind smile.

Although he smiled brightly, his scalp was numb when he saw it!

Especially with the dim lights in the practice room, this smile looks very terrifying!

At this moment, Xuan Xin felt that his master, Nan Wu Holy Monk, no longer had the sacredness of the past, just like a demon who chose people to devour!