Everyone rushed out of the Shura maze, the marshal guard in black clothes and black armor was the most eye-catching, they were the first to target the eleven sons of Shura, and a thunderbolt and lightning slashed towards the eleventh prince of Shura as if they didn't want money, although they failed to kill him, but they made the prince of Shura busy parrying, and the wolf was unbearable.

This is the characteristic of the Marshal Guard, if you fight alone, even the strongest Wei General will not be the enemy of the Eleven Sons of Shura, but a thousand people joining forces can beat the Eleven Sons of Shura to the point where they can't find their teeth.

Ling Jiuxiao found Shura Dijie, Sai Jiuyou found Shura Renjie, and Shura Shenjie rushed in the direction of Wu Hao, when Wu Hao was about to carry a bundle of immortal ropes and have a good time with him, the Jingkong Master of Jingzen Temple roared in a low voice, and the sonic attack of the lion's roar directly bombarded Shura Shenjie's body.

This is a big melee, and the human alliance actually won a part of the advantage because it appeared very timely and appeared from behind the Shura clan, and the two sides attacked.

A strange low shout sounded in the void, and all the Shura clans were stunned for a moment, and then they fought and retreated, and actually disappeared.

"Thank you for saving your life. Two old monks with white beards walked out of the Jingzen Temple, followed by more than a dozen Arhats who had learned to dye monks' robes, and it could be seen from their expressions and states that these people had just experienced a bloody battle.

"The master is gracious. Wu Hao and the others were humble again and again, "The Shura clan is the enemy of all mankind, and it is our responsibility to defeat the Shura clan." ”

"Master Meditation, Master Silent Sky. Xiao Shami Miaoyin walked out from behind Wu Hao, saluted the two old monks, and then introduced everyone to the two old monks: "This girl is the Wen Fairy of the Izumo Sect, these two are Ling Jiuxiao and Sai Jiuyou of Yueyang Academy, this son is the son of Wu Hao of Yueyang Academy, and this general is ......"

Miao Yin introduced everyone to the two old monks one by one, and Wu Hao found a very interesting question. That is, the gratitude of the two old monks to everyone is sincere, but they seem to be a little unenthusiastic about Wen Lingbo, which is a state of inadvertent expression, which is not obvious.

Tong Guò introduced, Wu Hao also knew that the two old monks in front of him were the disciples of the Jingzen master, namely Jingxin and Jingkong, both of whom were eminent monks, real masters of heavenly martial arts, and the main reason why the Shura people besieged Jingchan Temple for so long and could not besiege it was because of the existence of these two.

"What about Master Jing Chan?" Wu Hao asked a question that all members of the coalition were concerned about. The main reason why Jingzen Temple is called the holy land of martial arts is because of the existence of Jingzen, although the strength of Jingkong and Jingxin is not bad, but the reputation is still far inferior to that of Jingzen Master who once invented the Jingxin Jingqi Clock.

"The old monk is Jing Chan!" An old monk wearing a broken monk's robe, a beard, and a sloppy body walked out from behind the monks, which made everyone speechless for a while. The beard and hair are all white, and the Buddha's light is shining, how can it be the sloppy monk in front of him?

The thing that made everyone collapse was still to come, and the little desert behind everyone actually said to Master Jingzen: "Dad." I'm back......"

"What, Daddy?" exclaimed many people, their faces full of incredulity, and their eyes swelled like goldfish with cataracts.

There is no problem with the little novice calling the Jing Zen master anything else, such as the abbot. For example, the host, and then the uncle, or even the master. Everyone can understand, but only one father makes everyone completely dumbfounded.

It stands to reason that as long as you are a man, you can have this title, but Jing Chan is not the only one, he is a monk, and he is a high monk, and he is not a wild monk who eats and drinks, where did he come from? Look at Miaoyin's age, that is, thirteen or fourteen years old, and Jing Chan has been a monk for at least 20 years.

Wu Hao and the others looked at Jingkong and Jingxin, the two eminent monks, and the imaginary shock and annoyance Cheng Dù did not appear, and the two old monks were still happy, as if there was no difference between the father and the abbot, the host, and so on.

"Don't be surprised, she is indeed my daughter. Master Jing Zen said happily.

Everyone who didn't faint just now was really dizzy now, not only because Master Jing Zen admitted that the little novice in front of him was his child, but more importantly, he used the word daughter.

No matter which country, which nationality, or which dialect has a bad horn, the word daughter is always used to describe women, and this word cannot be used for men.

And no matter which region, which place of the Buddhist school, the monk temple is not allowed to appear women, now there is a girl who actually lives in the Jingzen Temple, as long as it is spread out, it is even more incredible than the old monk Jingzen has children.

Especially many people are looking at Wu Hao with **, because along the way, Miaoyin is being protected and taken care of by Wu Hao, he has no less back and no less hug, and the letter for help is even taken out of Miaoyin's arms.

Wen Lingbo's beautiful eyes looked at Wu Hao with jealousy, no wonder Wu Hao sometimes seemed at a loss along the way, it turned out that he had already known that Miaoyin was his daughter, but he never said it.

"Master, what's the matter with your injury?" Wu Hao felt the breath of the old monk in front of him, short and weak, and there was a difference of 108,000 miles from the imaginary divine skill and the long aura of the world, could it be that what Miao Yin said before was true? In order to divert everyone's attention, Wu Hao just diverted the topic.

"Your speculations are true, and I have indeed lost all my mysteries. Master Jing Chan laughed, the expression on his face was extremely natural, and there was no anger and entanglement after the Xuangong was exhausted, as if he was just a five-cent coin that had been lost.

"Senior brother, if Xuan Gong is still there, how can the Shura clan dare to come to Jingzen Temple to spread wild?" the great monk muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Senior brother, monks must not be obsessed. Master Jing Chan straightened his face and taught Master Jing Xin, only at this moment, everyone could feel the bearing and charm of a monk between his eyebrows.

"Yes, the junior brother knows that he is wrong, Amitabha Buddha ......" Master Jingxin's face turned pale, and he sincerely admitted his mistake.

"How did the master's Xuan Gong go undone? Could it really be that the old wounds of the fierce battle with the Shura clan have flared up? If this is the case, the younger generation can do their best. Wu Hao remembered his gluttony, since the gluttony can even treat the injury left by Wen Lingbo to Tang Xiaoxuan, it must also be able to treat the injury of Master Jingzen, Wu Hao remembered Wen Lingbo by the way, Wen Lingbo's injury, Wu Hao should also help.

The faces of the two great monks, Jingkong and Jingxin, instantly became embarrassed, but Jingchan's face was as usual, and his face was calm.

"Wu Gongzi, this is the secret of our Jingzen Temple, and I hope Gongzi will forgive me. Master Jingkong opened his mouth and said apologetically to Wu Hao.

Since it was a secret, it was natural that he didn't want others to know, Wu Hao nodded, suppressing his curiosity.

"Actually, it's not a secret, my Xuangong is useless and has nothing to do with the Shura clan, it's just that my Buddha heart has been lost. Master Jing Chan said indifferently.

Many people looked at Master Jing Zen in confusion, what is the loss of the Buddha's heart? Why is it lost?

"This was thirteen years ago...... "A sad expression appeared on the wrinkled face of the Jing Zen Master, and a story that everyone had not expected came to tell him.

Although Master Jing Chan is the host of Jing Zen Temple, he still has to take out three months every year to travel the world, on the one hand, he visits the famous mountains and rivers to explore the mysteries of Buddhism, and on the other hand, he also helps the poor and does chivalrous justice.

Thirteen years ago, Master Jing Chan went out of the East and entered the territory of Qi Kingdom, but met a woman who was seriously ill in the territory of Qi Guo, and the woman suffered from a strange disease, the medicine stone was ineffective, and she could only rely on the spiritual power of the warrior to suppress and resolve it.

The treatment lasted for three months, during which the man and the woman wore their strengths day and night.

Maybe it's a long-term love, maybe it's the monk's eyes, anyway, the two are in love, Master Jing almost forgot that he is a monk who has attained the Tao, after three months of double residence and amphibious, Master Jing Chan returned to Jing Chan Temple as his abbot, but at this time Master Jing Chan found that his spotless Buddha heart has been bound by the world.

Master Jing Chan's body of Xuan Gong is mainly from his own profound Dharma, now the Buddha's heart is gone, Xuan Gong has also suffered a backlash, so Jing Zen Master couldn't afford to fall ill, and this illness took half a year to get a little better.

Then, a benefactor came to the temple and gave the master a baby girl, who knew that the baby girl was his daughter after just one glance, and when the master asked the child's mother how it was, he heard a thunderbolt - the child's mother had died in childbirth and had died!

The Jing Chan master who had just come out of the blow fell ill again, and this time the consequences were worse than the first time the Buddha's heart was damaged, and he was simply discouraged, and his heart had nothing to love, and he almost ran out of oil several times, and finally Jing Kong held the little girl in the swaddling clothes in front of the Jing Zen master, and he once again ignited the hope of survival.

So there is one less presiding officer called Jingchan in the Jingzen Temple, one more sloppy old monk, one less baby girl, and one more little novice named Miaoyin!

"It's a pity that a generation of monks fell into the red dust for a woman, ruining their martial arts and Buddha heart. Someone sighed in a low voice.

"In fact, the Buddha's heart is the heart of the red dust, if it can't even break the rolling red dust, then what kind of Buddha heart is there to talk about, what kind of true Buddha is to cultivate!" Wu Hao said in a low voice.

Master Jing Chan was stunned for a moment, and a flash of essence flashed in his scattered eyes. (To be continued......)