In a mountainside pavilion outside the city of Hangzhou, a man in black knelt in front of a man in brocade clothes and said in a low voice: "Master, the news of the death of Monk Jingming has been suppressed for the time being according to your wishes, and the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple still doesn't know about it." As for Yang Ye's trip to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, according to the master's meaning, Tsing Yi Lou will not interfere with it, but it is Nian Nujiao under the master's hand, but there has been some movement recently, and the purpose of Yang Ye and his party going to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple was revealed to the Huicong monk, because the king said that they could not dig deeply, so at present, the slave does not know what kind of action the master will have next. ”

The brocade-clothed man listened to the return of the black-clothed man in front of him, and laughed softly: "I will naturally use the news of Monk Jingming's death at the right time, as for Yang Ye and them, don't you also say it, that kid, you can see that you can, since it can be done, then he will not care about his trip to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple." And her Nian Nujiao is just a group of girls who play with musical instruments and sound theory, so it doesn't matter. It's been a few days since I've been out, so let's go back together this time, and you can go and explain my meaning to the impermanence in the building now. After listening to the words of the man in brocade, the man in black kneeling on the ground immediately bowed to the leader and turned away, full of obedience and without any delay.

Yang Ye's side, although the trip of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple only walked seventy miles from Hangzhou, but it was also the next day when the sun set before the Lingyin Prefecture arrived, originally thought that the wooden sword old Tao would say goodbye to them, but he didn't want him to follow, saying that the Buddha and the Taoist family also wanted to go to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple to take a look.

Yang Ye didn't take it seriously, just getting along in the past two days, he could be regarded as understanding that this was a rogue Taoist priest who was out of his life, and sometimes he even felt that he was even more skinny than himself. And the old man of the wooden sword really had the heart to teach Cuiyun kung fu, and when he had nothing to do, he stretched out his head into the carriage to talk to Cuiyun, half of them said that Yang Ye was not good, and half of them said how powerful he was, but Cuiyun ignored him after all, but Lotus was often amused by him.

"Childe, you can go from the bluestone path on the west side of Putuo Mountain, the carriage can't go, I'll go to the tavern inn at the foot of the mountain over there to wait for you, it's almost night, it is estimated that you will have to spend the night in that temple when you go up the mountain now." The coachman Lao Zhang parked the carriage in front of a bluestone path and said, Yang Ye and Cuiyun Lianhua also got out of the carriage when they heard the sound. Yang Ye looked at the magnificent temple on the top of the mountain, and motioned to let him drive the carriage first as Lao Zhang said, while he, Lotus and Cuiyun took the pompy Taoist priest to the mountain.

Looking at the appearance of this Putuo Mountain is not high, it will take some time if I don't want to get up, and after walking for a while, the group will reach the mountainside. Yang Ye seemed to have thought of something, turned his head to the old wooden sword and said: "Niu Nose, let me tell you first, you usually cheat and deceive, this time we came to this Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple to do business, don't even fool other monks when you come." The old man of the wooden sword listened to Yang Ye's words, and he was not angry, so he took a sip of the wine that came down from Yang Ye's carriage and said, "Do you really think I want to come with me so much? If it weren't for the fifty taels of silver I owe this girl, I wouldn't have come to this broken place." But it's a pity, there is no wine on this mountain, and the jar of wine I brought is almost finished, so you kid can do anything with these bald people quickly. ”

Yang Ye looked at him as a scoundrel, and shook his head helplessly, and while the two were still talking, somehow, a middle-aged monk appeared in front of them. The monk closed his eyes slightly, stood on the steps of the bluestone path they were going up, and said majestically: "The poor monk is dusty, and the family teacher knows why a few people have come, so please go back." Yang Ye and the others looked at the closed-eyed monk in front of them, and they were ready to do it at any time, but the old Taoist priest, who saw that the situation was not right, ran away and disappeared.

Yang Ye didn't bother to care about the old wooden sword, but just waved his hands at the monk and said: "Since the master knows why we came to your temple on this trip, then presumably the person we are looking for is really in your temple, I don't know if it is convenient to ask some words, and never disturb the peace of your temple." ”

"No!" the monk just said succinctly, and casually slapped his palm, and the law followed his words and deeds. A huge golden handprint was formed, Yang Ye was not verbose when he saw this, the water apricot was directly out of the sheath, and the blue-eyed black dragon was born spontaneously, and with a wave, the dragon's tail broke the golden Buddha seal.

Seeing this, the rosary in his hand swinged back, while his left hand caught it, his right hand pinched the seal, and it was only for a moment, and a body of Vajra Buddha surrounded his body suddenly appeared, which was faster than the means of the monk Spiegel on the bank of the Han River. Yang Ye naturally knew that the monk in front of him would be the most terrifying opponent since his cultivation was completed, and the Cuiyun and Lotus Flowers around him had even been shocked by the majesty of the Buddha and couldn't move.

"Senior, the door of Lin Xunyuan is open, you don't have to fly in. A plain-clothed monk smiled and swept the fallen leaves of the two jujube trees in the courtyard by himself, while talking to the people who were flying over the wall to come in. It was none other than the old wooden sword who had just slipped away from the fight.

The old Taoist priest also saw that this monk was a little interesting, so he smiled and said, "Are you the new disciple of this old bald man of Huicong? The monk didn't look up at him, and after putting down the broom, he picked up the bucket next to him and poured water, and said softly: "Little monk Mingxuan, it's just a jujube monk in this Lin Xun Courtyard, and Master Hui Cong is still waiting for his predecessors in the room." Seeing that the monk was only concerned with his work, Mu Jian Lao Dao didn't say anything, and strode the door into the meditation room next to him. In the meditation room, an old monk with a white beard was sitting on the futon in front of the Buddha statue, chanting sutras.

"You monk, it's really a good means, but today's Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, whether you let it or not, we have all made up our minds. Yang Ye held the apricot in his hand, panting, and the lotus flower on the side even wanted to use poison just now, and was shocked by the pressure of the golden Buddha and fainted. And Na Cuiyun knew that the confrontation between Yang Ye and this monk today was not something she could meddle in and help, and after shooting a few useless arrows, she just retreated to the side with the fainted lotus.

Although Lichen shot with all his might, it was not a killer move, but after a few back and forth exchanges, he also had a different opinion about Yang Ye in front of him. said indifferently: "The donor's technique is treacherous, like a sword and not a sword in its own vein, although he is infected with poisonous diseases, he can be driven by the rhyme of sword qi, he is really a genius." But don't want to be when there is no one in my Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, today, I will fight the blue-eyed black dragon of the donor with angry eyes. ”

As soon as the dust fell, I saw that he opened his slightly closed eyes, a golden light came out of his eyes, and his right hand took the rosary and shook it, and the whole person flew forward, and the Vajra Buddha that lingered around him also jumped up, and the dust that caught the rosary in the air was like the Buddha who opened his eyes, glared at Yang Ye angrily, and what came out of his hand was a Vajra Buddha hand statue, such as a substantial mountain, and the force split.

Yang Ye was not lazy when he saw the situation, and with a backhand stroke of Shui Xing in his hand, six sword rhyme afterimages were formed in the air, but the afterimages did not disperse and slowly became substantial, plus the water apricot body, with a wave of Yang Ye's right hand, seven blue-eyed black dragons rushed up. In just an instant, the Vajra Buddha Hand Statue collided with the seven sword qi, and the corners of Yang Ye's mouth couldn't help but overflow with blood.

And the seven blue-eyed black dragons in the air had not yet dissipated weakly, only to see that Yang Ye smiled ghostly, his body kicked back lightly, and he actually caught the bleeding corner of his mouth with his hand. Looking at the black blood in his palm, Yang Ye waved his right hand, and his fingers made a decision, and the black blood actually formed and changed into a black silk silver thread, and with Yang Ye's right hand pushing, the black blood silver line suddenly divided into two wipes, and in an instant, it went towards the angry King Kong eyes.

"Uncle Lichen, the ancestor asked you to stop, saying that it was to let these donors enter the temple. Yang Ye was shocked, and said that if he didn't fight, he wouldn't fight?

After Lichen landed lightly in the air, he looked at Yang Ye and said, "Since the master has changed his attention, those donors will enter the temple." After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

And at the end of the steps of the bluestone path, a plain-clothed monk with a broom looked at Yang Ye and them with a smile.