The main Su Monument in the middle of the mountain, dressed in a cyan uniform, wearing a flat crown, stepping on soap shoes, a floating dust in the crook of the arm, and entering the door.

His face was scorched and withered, and his eyelids drooped, as if he had not eaten for several days after being hungry, and his whole body was listless.

After coming in, he didn't make eye contact with Li Wuxian and the others, just bowed in front of the coffin, and then stood aside.

"Master Su Guan, please come with me to the back hall and sit down. Jiang Chuchu said.

Su Bei nodded, and followed Jiang Chuchu away, only a few breaths before and after, as if he was just going through the motions, so that everyone in Jinyunmen did not understand whether this person was friend or foe.

Is it perfunctory, or is it so painful that there is nothing to say?

The location of the Banshan Temple belongs to the border junction of Yujin City and Baishi City, and others can't say which side of the martial arts people it belongs to.

However, at this moment, everyone's eyes were directly on the side of the gate, and they paid more attention to the Buddhist master who was about to arrive.

"Amitabha. "Before seeing the person, first hear its voice, the voice of the Zen master of Xiaolin Temple is full of a refreshing power, mild and irresistible, so that people listen to it, they feel that there is a grand Zen meaning.

Then, everyone saw an old monk wearing a gray and white monk's uniform enter the door, and behind this old monk, there were two Buddhist disciples, who were Huiyun and Huixing.

Behind him, Huiyun and Huixing were full of energy, and people couldn't help but cast their eyes on his two disciples, ignoring the old monk.

Kongjian, the Sect Master of Buddhism, and the momentum of Grandmaster Zhao Yansheng of Iron Sword Villa are completely opposites.

Zhao Yansheng is like a sharp sword, even if he suppresses his own momentum, it is difficult to ignore, and this empty view is like a ball of air, which makes people can't help but ignore his existence.

Huiyun and Comet walked behind the old monk and nodded towards Li Wuxian.

Li Wuxian also bowed his head.

Nakumi walked directly to the coffin, first sighed long, and then moved his gaze to the thirty-seven sky lanterns, staring at them for a long time.

"Amitabha, when is the time for retribution?"

He showed compassion on his face, then retracted his gaze and looked at the coffin, "Hongchen is in constant distress, the killing of all living beings is unstoppable, the stone donor abandons the appearance of flesh and skin, but there are a lot of troubles, the old man will recite a piece of "The Sutra of Death" to the stone donor, hoping that the donor will ascend to bliss as soon as possible!"

The voice of this passage was very slight, but it spread all over the Golden Cloud Gate, but it was Kongjian who slightly revealed his supreme cultivation.

Li Wuxian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't tell whether he was standing on the side of the Golden Cloud Gate or the Blood Moon Gate in Kongjian's tone.

What does this old monk mean when he says these salty and indifferent words in the mourning hall?

And Shi Tong just died, but this person praised him for abandoning his flesh and skin, but he was troubled!?

"Dao Sanctimonious," Li Wuxian sneered secretly in his heart, this is really a matter of hanging high, secretly if the abbot of Xiaolin Temple is dead, I don't know if he can speak so indifferently!?

Li Wuxian looked at Comet Yun and his junior brother again, and found that these people did not have any special expressions on their faces.

So, he didn't show his thoughts, just bowed slightly and expressed his gratitude.

Then, Li Wuxian pondered for a while and said:

"There are all the masters of Lao Xiaolin Temple who traveled thousands of miles to visit the family teacher, and then entered Li Wuxian and the whole Jinyunmen at the end of the study, and they did not dare or forget...... Please also ask the master to recite the scriptures!"

Li Wuxian knew that there was something in the old monk's words, so he also directly and vaguely revealed his meaning!

He secretly pointed out the words "after learning and entering".

These four words were also mentioned in Gong Tuo's handwriting published in the newspaper, and everyone knew it.

At this moment, Li Wuxian said four words, but anyone who had a little thought understood what he meant.

In addition, Li Wuxian finally said that the whole door is up and down, and I dare not forget it.

What don't you dare to forget?

Needless to say, of course.

In front of the Buddha Gate of Baishi City, he said that he would not forget the hatred, which already showed the position of the Golden Cloud Gate!

"Please also ask the master to recite the scriptures!"

"Buzz ......"

Throughout the Golden Cloud Gate, the air was trembling slightly.

Fang saw that he spoke in the air and used the internal strength of Buddhism, and Li Wuxian also used internal strength in this reply.

With their current state, these words naturally spread throughout the entire Golden Cloud Gate.

At this moment, all the people in the back hall looked at each other in disbelief.

They all sighed that Li Wuxian's words were hidden in the needle, and secretly thought that today may not be peaceful.

"Good, good......"

After listening to Li Wuxian's words, Kongjian's eyelids opened slightly, and he returned to the image of a monk with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, and directly recited the scriptures: "Nan no Amitabha Night ......"

I actually started chanting.

The voice was low at first, then louder and louder......

At the end of the reading, it was already like Huang Zhong Da Lu, making people feel like they were in a temple, listening to thousands of people chanting together.

"This old monk has such a loud voice!"

Throughout the Golden Cloud Gate, many people were shocked, feeling that the true qi in their bodies was involuntarily rising and falling with the sound of chanting, ready to move......

Half a pillar of incense kung fu, Kongjian said: "Amitabha", ended the chanting, and then Huiyun and Huixing bowed again behind him.

"Master, please take a break in the back hall with me. Jiang Chuchu said at this time.

"Thank you, donor. ”

Just after Kongjian and Huiyun were taken away by Jiang Chuchu, Lin Ziyue, who was behind Li Wuxian, suddenly shook his body, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth!

"Huh?"

Li Wuxian was slightly stunned, and said in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Lin Ziyue's true anger moved slightly, quietly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and replied:

"It's okay, the monk chanted the scriptures, the sound was quite deafening, and the true qi in my body involuntarily worked, impacting some tendons and veins...... It's okay, Master's funeral is important, don't affect the ritual!"

Lin Ziyue himself is injured, and he is indeed not to blame for being injured by mistake, but this great monk is here to use his internal strength to chant the scriptures for everyone, which is a little undeserved.

A trace of ice and fire flashed in Li Wuxian's eyes, and then disappeared again, sneering.

"The master of Buddhism is indeed not to be underestimated. Song Gang said.

"I hope he understands what he's doing......!" If you want to step on my golden cloud, you have to weigh it!"

Li Wuxian is now purely based on the amount of internal strength, which can be said to be rare in the world, and there are many grandmaster-level martial arts that are all accomplished, because he thinks that even if it is a grandmaster, he may not be able to win the battle, so he doesn't feel how great these grandmasters are.

"Be careful. ”

Song Gang said at this time: "I vaguely feel that Xiaolin Temple should not be in the same stream as the Blood Moon Gate. Don't forget, there is also the Dalin Temple behind the Xiaolin Temple. Whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, their philosophy is not to participate in secular battles, and the change of dynasties in history, although there are shadows of Buddhism and Taoism, these two have never been directly involved. ”

Li Wuxian nodded, and was about to speak, when suddenly a voice came from outside the door:

"Wuyun Mountain, Wuyun Temple, the head of the Red Cloud Dao is here with his disciples!"

Wuyun Mountain, Red Cloud Road Chief!

Second only to the five cloud view of the real person in charge!

A grandmaster too!

"I wonder if Zhang Cangwu is here?"

After a while, an extremely burly figure appeared at the door, this person had a fluttering robe, wearing a Ming zodiac robe, and he was fifty or sixty years old.

The Red Cloud Dao Chief, the outer hall elder of the Five Cloud Temple, is also the Grandmaster of the Accumulation Year.