Hearing Xiao Qianli's words, the three of them were suddenly shocked, Li Chengyuan hurriedly asked, but Xiao Qianli shook his head and said: "If you miss this opportunity, it should stop for a while......"

This brainless words made the three of them even more incomprehensible. It's just that Xiao Qianli didn't say much, and seemed to casually mention a few words, so he didn't talk about the situation just now, and only secretly guessed the identity of the monk in his heart.

"That monk is ......"

A thought suddenly came to his mind, turned around a few times, and was immediately suppressed, and said with a smile: "Han Tong, now you are a little successful, so you will go back to the mountain to stabilize the realm!"

Chi Hantong was in a great state of mind at this time, with a pair of deep eyes, he could almost see through the depths of a person's heart, and bowed down when he heard the words: "Disciple obey!"

Xiao Qianli nodded, turned his gaze to Liu Suifeng and Li Chengyuan, and asked, "What about the two of you?" Do you plan to continue traveling, or do you want to go back to the mountain together?"

Liu Suifeng said angrily: "The disciple has been out for a long time, and he misses Yuxu Peak very much!"

Li Chengyuan shook his head and said in a low voice: "My Qingying is still in the Abandoned Sword Villa, and there are still some things that have not been dealt with there......"

"Abandon Sword Villa?" Xiao Qianli nodded slightly, "You go, if there is anything difficult, ask Yuxu Peak for help as soon as possible!"

Li Chengyuan grinned, "Second Senior Brother is coming soon, I plan to wait for him to go down to Jiangnan first." ”

"Ah Xun?" Xiao Qianli thought for a moment, nodded and said, "It's okay, you two senior brothers advance and retreat together, and you can take care of it." ”

Liu Suifeng looked at Li Chengyuan's appearance in a tone and couldn't help but laugh out loud, and said with a smile: "Master, don't treat the third junior brother as a child, this guy has a deep heart, and now he has made a great reputation in the rivers and lakes, with golden guns and silver bows, I don't know how many people are so envious that their eyes are dripping blood......"

"Golden Gun and Silver Bow?" Xiao Qianli thought for a moment, and then laughed, "Before you pass the door, you have learned the posture of both husband and wife entering the rivers and lakes? If your father-in-law knows, I am afraid that I will come out with a stick earlier, and even the dog's legs will be broken!"

Li Chengyuan was told by Liu Suifeng, his face couldn't help but turn red, and he grinned and wanted to catch Liu Suifeng, but he was gently and skillfully dodged, Li Chengyuan had no choice but to give up.

A few apprentices laughed, and Liu Suifeng asked, "Master, will you go back to the mountain with us?"

"No......" Xiao Qianli looked at the north with deep eyes, "I still ask for some things to prove for the teacher!"

In the dense jungle of Shaomu Mountain in the hinterland of Songshan Mountain, there is a magnificent ancient temple, which has been closed in recent years, and there is no one on the huge mountain road, and it is even more secluded.

A long bell broke the silence in the mountains. A few monks in the temple who were sitting in the temple didn't even bother to raise their eyelids, only one middle-aged monk closed his eyes and muttered: "It's neither morning class nor dusk bell, which naughty little monk hits the bell indiscriminately?"

The bell rang again and again, and the monk's brows were already wrinkled, and he secretly counted the bells, and when they rang eighteen times, it was the "entrance bell".

But the bell did not stop, it rang twenty-four times, and many monks' faces changed, and they all went out of the meditation room, looking at each other and whispering, "I don't know which big man arrived, and the abbot actually ordered the whole temple to come out to greet him?"

In less than a moment, in the square in front of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, thousands of monks of all sizes have gathered, and dozens of old monks with white beards are standing in front of the hall wearing robes.

An old monk turned around from the main hall, and when he saw this person, all the monks saluted with their hands together, and said in unison: "I have seen the abbot!"

The first Mingkong Zen master of the Prajna Hall was copying the mind in the hall, and there was ink between his fingers, so he hurriedly came, walked to the steps, and greeted the abbot of Mingxing first, and then asked: "Senior brother abbot, hurriedly summoned the disciples to welcome the guests, I don't know who is the greeting?"

The abbot sighed lightly: "Senior brother is strange, this friend and foe who came are difficult to distinguish, and I don't know what is going on. The poor monk was worried that this person would kill too much, so he had to greet him with a great gift first, stand up for morality first, and then see the move......"

Hearing what the abbot said so seriously, Zen Master Mingkong was slightly startled, thought for a moment, and suddenly his heart sank, and he said in a low voice: "Could it be that ...... who came?"

I only heard a guest monk outside the temple say loudly: "Kunlun Mountain Yuxu Peak Pure Yang Palace Sect Xiao Qianli worship mountain!"

Sure enough, it was him!

As soon as they heard this name, the Shaolin monks were suddenly shocked, and many of them showed murderous anger and secretly accumulated skills. Just wait for this person to provoke trouble, and he will protect the temple with his body!

Xiao Qianli's name, now in Buddhism, really has the merit of stopping children crying at night. A word of disagreement overturned Mahayana Buddhism, and made an appointment to fight Jinshan, uprooting Jinshan Temple, one of the four famous temples. So far, except for a few monks who are still continuing the Buddhist tradition, the huge temple through the ages has disappeared.

After a while, a young Taoist with a long sword and immortal wind bones, accompanied by the head of the Ming and Qing Zen masters in Yunshuiliao, walked straight in, his eyes turned on the faces of the monks who were eyeing him, and said with a smile: "This seat is only here to visit the abbot of Mingxing, why should I alarm the masters?"

"This young man is the Pure Yang Sect that stirs up the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism?" Among the monks present, there were only twenty or thirty people who had seen Xiao Qianli with their own eyes. The rest had never seen Xiao Qianli's true face, and at this time, seeing him so young, even younger than the third or fourth generation of disciples of Shaolin Temple, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart.

"Who knows if you come to the door to stir up trouble?" Many people secretly slandered, but they cheered up twelve points of spirit, did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and at the moment, under the leadership of Zen Master Mingkong, they all bowed together.

"It's polite!" Xiao Qianli smiled warmly, and replied with Taoist etiquette. The abbot of Mingxing said with a smile: "Xiao Zhangjiao visited, this temple is full of splendor, please inside!"

"If you come uninvited, you hope to forgive your sins!"

Facing the forced gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes, Xiao Qianli was fearless, nodded slightly, and followed the Ming and Qing Zen masters to turn around the Daxiong Treasure Hall and go straight to the Zhike Hall to take a seat.

At this time, the abbot of Mingxing is also extremely cautious, and can accompany him in the Zhike Hall, in addition to the first Mingyi Zen master of the heart meditation hall that has not come out of the retreat, the eight halls of the temple are Bodhidharma Hall, Luohan Hall, Precept Academy, Prajna Hall, Heart Meditation Hall, Nagarjuna Temple, and the remaining seven halls of Bodhi Temple.

A knowledgeable monk offered a clear tea, Xiao Qianli took a sip gently, put down the teacup, and said with a smile: "This seat is here, but there is a puzzle, I am about to ask you to explain the masters!"

"Puzzles?" The eight old monks originally held their breath and calmed down, and the thoughts in their hearts turned a thousand times. No matter what shocking words Xiao Qianli said, he would do his best to dismantle it, but he didn't expect the other party to come to solve his doubts, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Dare to ask all the high monks, the second heavenly king of the twenty heavens, Shatihuan Indra, how is his person? What is his practice? Shaolin is the head of Han Buddhism, can it be recorded in the temple?" (https:)

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