Bai Ya stood on the pile in the middle of the night, and couldn't help but have a great appetite, and the amount of food was several times that of usual. However, he was not the person who ate the most in the canteen of Yunlong Temple, the middle-aged warrior monk next to him could eat even more, and half of the barrel of rice shared by dozens of people was killed by him alone.

The rice in this world is different from all the rice that Bai Ya has eaten in his previous life, the particles are larger, the appearance is crystal clear, full of vitality, and as soon as he eats it, his stomach will be warm.

The rice produced by the monks of Yunlong Temple seems to be better than the outside world, and the vegetarian dishes taste very good, and Bai Ya eats it until his belly is round.

The two of them were full of food and drink, and the middle-aged warrior monk finally set off with Baiya.

However, what made Baiya strange was that the warrior monk Huinan did not go down the mountain, but walked directly towards the top of this mountain.

"Master Huinan, isn't the King Kong Temple at the top of the mountain?" Bai Ya asked curiously.

"The little donor will know when he arrives!" Hui Nan smiled mysteriously, but he didn't know what to say.

Bai Ya hates this kind of chatter the most, and this is not like the beginning~ The blood knife guest can't say it because of the door rules.

When the two reached the top of the mountain, the displeasure in his eyes became even stronger.

The peak of Yunlongling is more than 2,000 meters high, because the surrounding mountains are forested, the water vapor cannot flow, so the sea of clouds lingers around the peak, and the scenery is beautiful. But there is only an ancient pavilion on the top of the mountain, a welcoming pine on the edge of the cliff, and there is nothing else, where is there any King Kong Temple.

However, without waiting for Bai Ya to ask, Monk Hui Nan walked towards the outside of the welcoming pine.

Seeing this, Bai Ya was startled, the welcome pine was on the edge of the cliff, and one step further out was the abyss, which had to fall down, not to mention people, even gods had to fall into meat filling.

However, in the incredible eyes of the white cliff, the monk Hui Nan really stepped out of the cliff and disappeared in front of him out of thin air.

"It's just a small obstacle array, and the Great Immortal Martial Sect basically has it set up. Master Bai, please follow the poor monk!" In Bai Ya's surprised eyes, another thick arm appeared out of thin air and beckoned to him.

"Circle?" Bai Ya knew that the monk was wrong, scratched his head, and stepped out of the cliff cautiously.

Bai Ya took this step, only to feel that his body had passed through a layer of mirror curtains, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed greatly. When he saw everything clearly, his eyes widened in surprise.

I saw that the place where he stood was a huge iron suspension bridge, with the iron cable as the railing and the bluestone as the slab, traversing the air, and under his feet was the endless sea of clouds. The most surprising thing is the opposite bank of the chain suspension bridge, which is connected to a huge floating stone platform.

The stone platform is large and small, the top is flat as a mirror, but the bottom is conical, suspended in the air like a jelly pudding, floating and sinking in the sea of clouds. If you look closely, there is a chain suspension bridge at the other end of the stone platform, which connects to another stone platform......

Many suspended stone platforms and iron cable suspension bridges are natural, like a green dragon driving the clouds, like a dream.

Baiya can faintly see the winding iron suspension bridge connecting the opposite mountain peak, and there seems to be a similar traffic structure between the other surrounding peaks.

These suspended stone platforms and cable suspension bridges connect the many peaks in this area.

On the nearest mountain, he could vaguely see the temple buildings with flying eaves and arches. The style of these buildings is mostly similar to that of Yunlong Temple, which fits with the topography of the mountain peaks, half hidden and half visible, and the surrounding sea of clouds lingers, and the glow shines, just like a fairy atmosphere.

"That's what it is...... Immortal Martial Sect?"

At this moment, the shock in Bai Ya's heart was really indescribable, and he now knew why Monk Hui Nan didn't say where the King Kong Temple was just now. For those who have never seen the body of the Kongo Temple, it seems difficult to explain one or two sentences, so it is better to let him see it with his own eyes.

"Big ...... Master, this ...... How big is the King Kong Temple?" Bai Ya came back to his senses for a long time, took a deep breath, and asked respectfully.

"Except for some particularly steep and steep peaks that cannot be inhabited, Yunlongling is basically the station of the temple. Hui Nan smiled and said, "As for the temples at the foot of the mountain and on the mountainside, which are known to the world, they are places for believers to burn incense and worship the Buddha......

Bai Ya gasped, and now he knew why the Imperial Hall of Nations would treat the Immortal Martial Sect with such a strange attitude.

Even if the secular court, the emperor and the king are unhappy with the Xianwu Sect, what can they do?

Yunlongling is thousands of miles long, aside from the difference in individual force between the two sides, how many troops will it take to capture Yunlongling and destroy the King Kong Temple?

What's more, Yunlongling is only a small mountain range at the northern end of Dingjun Mountain in today's Shenzhou, a new mountain that was born during the great fission of heaven and earth. If it is replaced by Huashan, Wudang Mountain, Hengshan and the like, the famous mountains and mountains that are well-known in ancient and modern times......

Thinking that these mountains were still inhabited by brutes and demons in the past, Bai Ya guessed that the nations might not want to occupy territory, but that they could not occupy it.

The armies of the nations are composed of ordinary people, and it is even more difficult to exert their combat effectiveness in places with dangerous terrain, and only strong warriors can clean up these famous mountains and mountains one by one, and finally use this as the foundation to establish the Xianwu Sect that has been inherited for thousands of years.

"Master Bai, let's go!" Seeing that Bai Ya had eased up, Hui Nan smiled and walked forward along the chain bridge.

"Hmm?!Master, how do you know that the kid's surname is Bai?" Bai Ya was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed, at this time he finally remembered that Hui Nan had also called him a white donor before, not a small donor!

"Don't be surprised, although the King Kong Temple is a Buddhist gate, it is not ignorant of the outside world. The Qin State has used troops against Hanzhong many times, so the temple also has some news channels in Qin. Monk Huinan did not pause at his feet, and said without looking back.

"Besides, Senior Brother Huikong was supposed to return a month ago, but the delay has naturally caused an accident, and the temple has sent people to inquire along the way. Uncle Yuanwu does not practice martial arts, and may not know about Huikong's junior brother, but the poor monk and others have already known it. ”

"I see!" Bai Ya suddenly realized, hesitated for a moment, and still asked, "Since the master knows that the kid's surname is Bai, then ......?"

"Hey, Lord Bai wants to ask about Di Dao City, does this temple know?" Monk Hui Nan finally paused, turned his head and squeezed his eyes, revealing a smiling face, "The poor monk is a monk, and the poor monk can't comment on what the donor did." However, I can convey a few limerick poems to the donor about the victims of the disaster in Longxi......"

"Limerick poem?" Bai Ya had a black face, after he killed people and set fire to Shiyangji, he had a few limerick poems, and was teased by Wang Peng, the original knife washer. I didn't expect that it hadn't been long before another song came out.

"The decapitated man is angry and decapitated, and the flying station burns the official and ascends;

The unscrupulous victims of the county guard weep, and the bloody and righteous officials cried!"

Hui Nan didn't care about Bai Ya's face at all, and there was a hint of longing in his eyes, "The poor monk has been practicing martial arts so far, and he has always wanted to be a demon King Kong, but he didn't expect that the little benefactor was young, but he was already in front. ”

You are just walking in front, and your whole temple is walking in front! After hearing the limerick poem, Bai Ya felt extremely depressed.

He just decided to be free, go as he pleases, and travel the world unrestrained, but he didn't think that the hat of the righteous hero was getting bigger and bigger, and it seemed that it was a bit difficult to ride a tiger.

In the future, if a dog or a cat sees him and comes to him to do chivalrous deeds, will he care or not?

"In the future, you have to act more ruthlessly, kill all the good and bad guys, then no one will give my brother the hat of a chivalrous man!" Bai Ya grinded his teeth, and his heart was ruthless.

After pondering for a while, Bai Ya suddenly remembered a question, looked at Monk Hui Nan and asked lightly: "Master, with such a scale of King Kong Temple, how does it compare to the Blood Knife Sect in Liangzhou?

"Whether the sect is big or not, you can't just look at the scale of the station!" "Monk Hui Nan turned his head and smiled, "Master Bai, have you ever learned about the origin of Buddhism in Shenzhou?"

"But what is the legend of the Tianzhu monk Dongdu?" Bai Ya thought about some common sense he had seen in his previous life, and asked tentatively.

"Yes, Tianzhu was still called a body poison at that time!" Hui Yan glanced at him in surprise, he really didn't expect that Bai Ya, who was born in the inn, would know this kind of ancient history that can be called a myth.

"About 792 in the Shenzhou calendar, Zhou Yuan Gong dreamed of the god of the night with a golden body, a light on the top, and flew around the beam in front of the palace. The next day, he inquired about the ministers and learned that there was a Buddha in his body, so he sent an envoy to the west to seek the Dharma. ”

Monk Huinan recalled the historical materials he had read before, and continued, "In the year 802 of the Shenzhou calendar, the monks of the Western Regions, Jiaye Moteng and Zhu Falan, after several years of hardship, finally came to Luoyang, the capital of the Zhou Kingdom, carrying scriptures and Buddha statues on white horses, and introduced Buddhism to Shenzhou for the first time.

In order to express his welcome, Zhou Yuan Gong built the first Buddhist temple in Luoyang, the White Horse Temple. Since then, Buddhism has slowly appeared in front of the eyes of the world and began to spread. ”

"There was already a Buddhist temple in 802 years of the Shenzhou calendar? Doesn't it mean that the Qingdao on Maoshan Mountain is the first official Xianwu sect recognized by Shenzhou?"

Bai Ya was shocked, he vaguely remembered that Wang Peng said that the Qingdao on Maoshan was established in 1503 of the Shenzhou calendar, which was seven hundred years later than the White Horse Temple. In the Wudang Mountain Taoist Temple, which killed hundreds of thousands of Qin troops in the Yan country, it was more than 100 years later, in 1614 of the Shenzhou calendar, that the Wudang faction was established.

"Hehe, Master Bai Shi is wrong, with the White Horse Temple, there is not a Xianwu Sect. I think that the Wudang Sect was established in 1614 in the Shenzhou calendar, but the Taoist temple on Wudang Mountain has already existed!" said Hui Nan with a chuckle.

"Oh, yes, I thought it was wrong!" Bai Ya slapped his head and came to his senses.

At the beginning of the establishment of the White Horse Temple, there were only two foreign monks, Jiaye Moteng and Zhu Falan, even if Zhou Yuan Gong gave them a few servants and novices, then there were only two or three big cats and small cats, and they were naturally not Xianwu Sect.

"Since the White Horse Temple is the ancestral garden of the Shenzhou Buddhism, what is the connection between the King Kong Temple and it?" Bai Ya continued to ask curiously.

"King Kong Temple has nothing to do with the White Horse Temple, and there is more than one ancestral court of the Shenzhou Buddhism Sect in the White Horse Temple!" Hui Nan said with a smile, "Bai Shi seems to have learned some common knowledge of the Xianwu Sect from whom, I don't know if I have heard of the four major temples in Shenzhou?"