Lingyin Temple,

In the bamboo forest dozens of zhang away from the ancient temple, there are hundreds of Liangzhou soldiers holding the cool knife obliquely and are walking quickly, the blue bricks are paved in the distance, the ancient cypress is towering to the sky, and the dark green moss on the mottled courtyard wall can be seen between the cypress sandalwood stacks.

Nearby, the soles of the boots stepped on the ground, there was an extremely subtle sound of grass and trees folding, and the figures in red clothes and black armor were like butterflies wearing flowers in the emerald green bamboo forest, but it took a few breaths to reach the end of the bamboo forest.

When the first light rises between heaven and earth,

The morning sun shines through the branches and leaves of the giant tree,

"Knock, knock, knock......"

The melodious bells rang among the towering cypresses,

With blue bricks and green tiles, it adds a bit of quaint Zen,

After a miscellaneous monk wearing a wide waist and wide sleeves and a round neck and square placket, he filled the water tank with water, walked up to the bell tower leisurely, looked at the newborn Chaoyang and held the wooden stake and gently bumped it, and there was an inexplicable simple charm hidden in it between the collision and the harvest.

There is no time in the mountains,

All the people in the temple are resting with the bells,

At the beginning of the day, the beginning of heaven and earth, this is the time when the monks in the temple get up early, practice meditation, eat fasting and chant Buddha, and will not slack off because they are in the mountains.

On the east side of Lingyin Temple,

The light and shadow under the ancient cypress tree fell between the cold eyebrows of the soldiers, and the eight hundred warriors were all dressed in cold black armor, carrying an iron-tired hard bow, carrying a broad-bodied short sword at his waist, a fine iron dagger inserted diagonally, and holding a thick oar embedded with cowhide in his hand.

Far beyond Wei Wushu's recruitment and training standards, this great Qianrui soldier can still easily trek through mountains and rivers with heavy armor, except for the mud spots all over his body, there are not even beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

Everyone's eyes stay on the high place of the ancient tree,

A young man in a python robe is standing on the canopy of a tree,

Looking at the ancient temple,

His eyes fell on the courtyard of the main hall, and the old monk in a robe with kind eyebrows and kind eyes was looking up at the sky, perhaps sensing something When his gaze fell on the ancient tree, the two eyes collided, and the corners of the young man's mouth hooked a trace of arc.

The right hand is raised gently,

The iron-tired bow on the back of the eight hundred sharps has been removed at this moment.

The bruises in the arms burst out,

The bow is still steady,

Bow four stones, there are twelve jun!

"Hit!"

The young man stood at Gu Bai condescendingly and looked at the frightened old monk and said softly, and at the same time pressed down with his right hand, and the whole person jumped down from the canopy.

"Buzz ......"

Countless arrows shot through the bamboo forest to the ancient temple,

The first round of arrows has not yet fallen,

The second round of arrow rain is ready to start, when the ancient temple bell is tight, the arrow rain is also suddenly urgent, the arrow cluster easily penetrates the canopy of the Bodhi tree branches in the courtyard, and the sound of the leaves through the forest is heard from a distance like a storm falling.

"It's here after all!"

The old monk clasped his hands together, and there was not much panic on his face.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, and cause and effect are reincarnated. ”

"Senior Brother Sanjie has formed a cause,"

"Then I, Lingyin Temple, should take this fruit. ”

The robe was raised, the morning sun fell on the robe and there was a faint Buddha light emerged, the wisps of gold shone brightly, and the sharp arrow clusters were blocked by the extremely thin silk threads on the robe.

The three rounds of arrows entered the hospital, most of which were blocked by a very thin robe, and the rest of the arrows were indeed nailed to the tall Bodhi tree in the courtyard, and the feathers on the tail of the arrows shook sharply with high frequency, and countless green leaves were shaken down and fluttered in mid-air.

"Bell, bell, bell, bell......"

At the same time above the bell tower,

Wearing a wide waist and wide sleeves, a round neck and a square placket, the left ear of the miscellaneous monk moved slightly, and the dense sound of breaking the air in the distance also attracted his attention, and subconsciously looked to the east side, through the overlapping mottled hall attic fell between the ancient trees, and the cold arrow clusters looming in the forest made people's scalp tingle for a while.

"Suffered !!"

Shocked, he quickly climbed to the third floor of the bell tower and a huge bronze bell was already covered with rust, and there was a layer of fine ash on the surface, faintly visible all kinds of complicated inscriptions.

The stake slammed down,

Dust is falling down,

The rust peeled off to reveal the intricate inscriptions, which were clearly visible, and every time the stake was hit, there was a light flowing down the inscriptions, one after another, and the thick and dull sound gradually rose up.

The bell rings like a rolling thunderbolt,

Birds and birds in the mountains are startling, animals are fleeing in a hurry, and if you look closely, the entire bell tower is gently shaking, and some of the mottled exterior walls are falling off, revealing broken bricks and tiles.

"It's not a disaster to destroy the door......"

The old monk held a fallen leaf between his fingers, listening to the low bell in the sky, muttering something in a low voice, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more bitter, and his senior brother should have expected the current ending when he went to Liangzhou.

The murderer is always killed......

But you can't let the donor slaughter my Buddhist disciples, right?

What's more, Lingyin Temple naturally has the necessity of existence,

Otherwise, why did the mountain close 50 years ago?

The old monk still looked like he was clasping his hands together, his robe had been re-draped on his body, and he had reached the center of the ancient temple in one step, and at this moment a hundred and ten warrior monks had poured out.

There are soft sighs in several dilapidated wooden houses in the deep jungle of the back mountain, and if you look closely, the wooden houses are naturally decaying, and all kinds of vines and plants such as creepers are placed on top, and if you don't look carefully on weekdays, you will only feel that it is a dense shrub.

The sigh is inaudible under the bells,

But the next moment,

The few old wooden houses hidden in the forest collapsed violently, rolling up puffs of smoke and dust, and the "people" who came out could no longer see clearly, and even there were sawdust and weeds above their heads.

This is the essence of Lingyin Temple,

Or if it is a monk in retreat, the predecessors of all the people present, if it is not for a long time to practice a method such as Bigu, plus the melons and fruits that occasionally fall from the forest, it would be extremely difficult to survive for so long.

The sudden sound of the bell has made this temple that has been silent for decades suddenly wake up, and if you look closely, you can see that the hundred and ten warrior monks are all naked, holding a wind and fire stick in their hands, and the leader is an old prison monk, holding a demon vajra in his hand, although he is more than half a hundred years old, he still looks at it without anger and self-authority, and has a lot of bearing.

"Abbot of the Green Lantern, how bold is Xiao Xiao?"

The old man holding the vajra pestle listened to the bells echoing above the temple, looked in the direction of the mountain gate and shouted, his full appearance was really difficult to match his age.

"The bronze bell on the third floor of the bell tower has not sounded for more than 100 years......"

Someone muttered,

"Abbot, could it be that the government sent troops to search the mountain again?"

Some people were surprised, even forty or fifty years ago, when the official government sent troops to encircle and suppress the mountain, the bronze bell did not ring, and it was really hard to imagine what a major event had happened at this time.

"The one who came is not good, Amitabha!"

"Cause and effect come from Liangzhou. ”

"I can't think of it as a good thing to come on this trip. ”

"I just don't know how many masters have come this time, and whether they can resist it. ”

The kind-eyed abbot of the green lantern said in a deep voice, but his eyes were faintly looking at the direction of the mountain behind the temple, his expression was a little hesitant, and he seemed to have a little suppressed fear, as if there was some indescribable terror in the lush and vibrant back mountain.

......

"Enter the temple to block the enemy?"

There was an extremely hoarse voice that sounded in the dense forest of the back mountain.

Hidden under the dry body is the surging blood like a stormy wave, and I have been in retreat here for a long time, and now I wake up and I don't know the passage of time outside the mountain.

"The moment you woke up, didn't you already make a decision?"

The thin monk on the side said softly.

"That's it......"

"After all, we can't let the Lingyin Temple break the inheritance!"

The four monks with withered faces talked in a low voice, and the secret of the Buddhism that they and others had cultivated had already broken when they woke up, and it was no longer possible to enter that mysterious realm.

"Let's go to the temple!"

"After that, we'll talk about it later!"

After the four emaciated monks had understood their thoughts, they took one last look at the cliff hundreds of zhang away, put aside all their thoughts, took a step forward barefoot, and they were already outside the dense forest, and when they stepped out, they were already in the temple.

"Master Xuande, Master Xuance, Master Xuanji......"

"How did you ......?"

The green lantern monk looked at the sudden appearance in the temple, and several monks were surprised.

"The bronze bell has ringed, how can we leave it alone?"

I haven't opened my mouth for too long, and my hoarse voice is like the sound of two pieces of sandpaper pressed together and rubbing together, which is extremely ugly, and the strange sound of the legendary big demon, but the hundreds of monks in the field have cast reverent eyes after seeing the appearance, and even many monks have begun to take off their monk robes and want to hand them to the old monk who is naked for most of his body.

"But the back mountain is ......"

The abbot of the green lantern wanted to speak and stopped.

"If the Lingyin Temple is destroyed, it will only come earlier. ”

"No need to say much!"

The leading old monk waved his hand and said decisively.

"Direction!"

"I'll wait at the mountain gate first!"

The old monk holding the Fuhu vajra looked at the old monks' eyes were slightly red, wiped the corners of his eyes, and led a group of warrior monks to the mountain gate, and looked carefully at the hundred and ten warrior monks There is a color of wind and frost between the eyebrows, thinking that he is not young, but between the walks is indeed a dragon and a tiger, with the sound of wind and thunder, a copper skin and iron bones have reached the point of practicing the body and entering the room, and the degree of blood and qi is even far better than the pure martial arts of the same realm.

"Hey......"

"Masters, go and meet the enemy!"

The green lantern monk felt several extremely fierce breaths outside the temple, like a lonely and cold sword intent far away among the white clouds, a lonely sword intent like snow fluttering in the wind, and a pervasive forest cold and dead air pervasive in the subtleties of heaven and earth......

"I'm tired of all the seniors!"

The abbot of the green lantern faced the remaining few thin old monks in the field, solemnly performed a Buddhist ritual and walked in the direction of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?

"The mountain has been closed for more than 50 years,"

"I didn't expect to usher in the last situation I didn't want to encounter. ”

The green lantern monk sighed softly, those monks who were like withered trees were all the existence of the peak of the third grade, and even when they were at the peak of their prime, they had been half a step and two grades, but now under the passage of time, I don't know how much strength there is, whether they can block the menacing enemy of Liangzhou.

"People in the world only know that Buddhism and Taoism are competing!"

"But who knew that the Buddha had things!"

"If it weren't for the Buddhist rivalry!"

"How could my Lingyin Temple end up in such a field!"

You must know that this is the world of chivalry and forbidden, a hundred years ago at its peak, the most prosperous sect in the world even went hand in hand with the imperial power, and as one of the two temples in the world, the Lingyin Temple, the background can be imagined, and now his senior brother has started to kill people with a lot of money in order to get the help of the imperial power.

At the moment, he was beaten out of the mountain gate again,

What a grievance!

......

In the Pavilion of the Scriptures,

An old man in cloth who was sweeping the gray layer on the upper wooden frame with a duster, listened to the sudden bell in the sky, paused the movement in his hand, listened attentively, rubbed his cloudy eyes and looked at the bell tower.

The right hand holding the duster trembled, and the whole floor of the Tibetan scripture pavilion shook lightly, and the "crunching" old wooden frame was full of all kinds of Buddhist classics and scriptures.

The cloth-clothed monk next to the wooden frame gently pressed his palm against the wooden frame and slowly pushed forward, and the wooden frame that was originally falling down instantly stabilized, and then stepped down, and the crumbling Zangjing Pavilion also stopped shaking.

Only in the unwavering eyes of the cloth-clothed monk,

There was a ripple.

"Master of Enlightenment!"

The voice of the abbot of the green lantern sounded outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, with an anxiety that could not be concealed, his own second-grade senior brother and the master of the three rings have died, and the background of those back mountains has come out, and the best person in the realm of the remaining Lingyin Temple is the old man who is not good-looking in front of him, and the second-grade master is not enlightened, although he is not at the peak now, he is still better than those masters of the Xuanzi generation who have been in retreat for a long time.

............

At the mountain gate of Lingyin Temple,

"Bang ......"

The heavy wooden door shattered,

After the rain of arrows fell, the Liangzhou soldiers on the edge of the bamboo forest had already gathered outside the courtyard gate, like a real murderous aura to spread out to this quiet ancient temple, and the cold cold knife in his hand had been raised.

"If the mountain is not high, there will be a fairy, and if the water is not deep, there will be a dragon?"

The young man looked up at the main gate of the Lingyin Temple, the gilt plaque looked a little mottled under the baptism of the years, only a little light gold remained between the strokes, and the sword on his waist suddenly came out of the sheath, and with a light wave, the quaint plaque fell to the ground in two, rolling up bursts of smoke and dust.

"Quick!"

"Hurry up!"

Hundreds of warrior monks gathered in the door, the old man holding the demon vajra looked at the plaque on the ground, his forehead was bruised, the vajra in his hand was suddenly on the ground, the bluestone was cracked inch by inch, and there were ripples rising in the air, just like the Buddhist angry Vajra Bodhisattva was not angry and self-righteous, and the violent atmosphere was permeated in the scene when he was angry.

"Formation!"

Quit anger monk shouted violently, behind the vigorous blood of the warrior monk very fast outside the space through the ground, but three or two breaths of time has been formed, this array is called the dragon and the tiger by one hundred and twenty-eight warrior monks into the product formed, by the three monks for the formation of the eye, at this moment the stick array above the faint sound of the dragon and tiger roaring, with the surrounding green bricks and green tiles, the ancient Buddha, a piece of Buddhism magnificent momentum is undoubtedly revealed.

Da Qianrui had already smashed through the mottled courtyard wall and hugged behind the young man, all of them were in cold black armor, the iron-tired hard bow on his back had been dropped, he was holding a broad-bodied short sword in his right hand, and a fine iron dagger was stuck obliquely in his left hand.

The remaining four or five hundred great warriors, holding thick oars embedded with cowhides, surrounded the one hundred and twenty-eight warrior monks, and in the distance there were hundreds of Liangzhou soldiers in red clothes and black armor passing through.

"Why ......"

The young man looked at the scene and muttered softly.

"Always feel like you're a villain?"

Suddenly remembered the many film and television dramas he had watched in his previous life, and when he looked back and forgot to glance at the neatly dressed sword-wielding man in the queue behind him, he laughed dumbly.