A bright moon in the sky, sprinkled with bright moonlight, if it were not for the gathering of dark clouds, at this time the moon is also a beautiful scene, but at this time the evening breeze is blowing, but it is only dim. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThere is not a single pedestrian on the quiet street, only the husband is still wandering.

Tenryuji Temple, a temple standing in the middle of the city, has also become silent at this time, but there is still an oil lamp sitting in front of the Buddha statue, illuminating the main hall at night. Many of the monks had already fallen asleep at this time, and only the warrior monks who were on patrol at night were still patrolling the temple, but it was better to say that they were wandering.

In their hearts, Tianlong Temple is the Buddha land of Dali, in the land of Tiannan, anyone knows the status of Tianlong Temple, whether it is an official of the imperial court, or a chivalrous man in the rivers and lakes, and even some bandits who rob homes and houses, they all know that Tianlong Temple is a true abyss, an abyss that devours life, only someone offends its majesty, and then comes destruction. The warrior monks who were on patrol would not have thought that someone would break into Tenryu Temple at night today, and even if someone had this idea in their hearts, they would not dare to do it properly.

It's just that everything in the world is always unexpected, and some rules that are not clearly stipulated are iron laws in the eyes of some people, iron laws that can only be obeyed and cannot be broken, and some people seem to be born to break such iron laws. Obviously, Zhao Zhijing is the latter, although he also has a sense of awe in his heart, but Tianlong Temple is obviously not the place he is in awe of.

A warrior monk holding a stick with eyebrows walking slowly in the dark night with a lantern in his hand, a slight sound fell into his ears, only to see it swept at will, and could not see a trace of abnormality, so he shook his head and said to himself: "It's me who is too nervous, in this world, who feels like breaking into Tianlong Temple at night." As soon as the words fell, he walked slowly, and in a few steps he turned around a corner.

"Whew!" A wheezing voice fell into Zhao Zhijing's ears, and he saw Li Mochou beside him with one hand on his chest, his bright eyes revealed a look of Dao Joy, and he felt Zhao Zhijing's gaze, so he opened his mouth and said softly: "Brother Zhijing, I thought we were discovered, that monk is nothing, and he left without checking it, it's really careless." ”

"Careless? I can't see it. Zhao Zhijing looked at the woman in night clothes beside him at this time with bright eyes, and then said: "This is not carelessness, but a kind of self-confidence, in their eyes, no one will provoke the existence of Tianlong Temple." Naturally those with low martial arts will not dare, and those with high martial arts will naturally look at the face of Master Yideng, and will not go to Tianlong Temple to bully his back······"

"It's just that Brother Zhijing, you are obviously not these two types of people, you are not a senior, but you have a supreme cultivation, so naturally you will not care about the existence of Tianlong Temple, even if you are known by Master Yideng afterwards, you are only his junior, and he will also read that you are a junior, at most, it is just a warning, and he will not be too pursued. Li Mochou smiled with a hint of shrewdness in his eyes, and looked at Zhao Zhijing and spoke.

Zhao Zhijing smiled and said, "My family's Mo Chou is really smart. It's just that there is one thing you have forgotten, the monk just now is not that simple. Looking at Li Mochou, who was questioning at this time, Zhao Zhijing said softly: "It's here!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a warrior monk in a yellow robe, holding a Qimei stick in one hand and a lantern in the other, walking out of the corner of the wall, his eyes were shrewd, and he swept his eyes and carefully looked at the surrounding flowers and trees. At this time, Zhao Zhijing, who was hiding on a tree with a diameter of more than two feet, put one hand on Li Mochou's back.

The real qi swirled, but it was not sprayed out of the body, but like a deep pool, a whirlpool was constantly rotating in the dantian, Zhou Sheng's breath was pulled by the true qi, condensed in the body without the slightest diffusion, the warrior monk's eyes swept over, and did not find the existence of Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou at all, at this time the two were like a leaf, without any sound, not even a trace of human breath, did not emanate from the body.

"Could it be that I misheard, but no one actually came. The handsome-faced warrior monk muttered to himself in a low voice. Immediately a smile appeared on his face, striding forward, his heart couldn't help admiring this Tianlong Temple, a kind of pride, spontaneously born from his heart, and suddenly felt that he could be in the Tianlong Temple, it is an honor to become a monk, as a warrior monk in the Tianlong Temple, it is also a kind of pride.

It was night, the sky was covered with dark clouds, Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou kept moving forward in the Tianlong Temple, avoiding the night patrol monks all the way, these people said in Zhao Zhijing's eyes that they were warrior monks, it was better to say that they were monk soldiers, and they were the army cultivated by Tianlong Temple. There is strict discipline in every word and deed, and the precepts have obviously become the norm for their actions.

There have been a few times when Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou were about to be discovered, if it weren't for Zhao Zhijing's Taoist Xuangong and Buddhist tantric powers, he would have almost been knocked out. But these adventures are worth it, Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou in the night, continue to move forward and have approached the location of the Tianlong Temple Scripture Pavilion.

A towering pagoda came into the eyes of Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou, and Zhao Zhijing went to Shaolin Temple alone, Shaolin has a long history, although there is a glorious hall, but the most important Tibetan scripture pavilion looks ordinary, without a trace of obvious, but has a restrained charm, that is a kind of experience of ups and downs, after the rebirth of Nirvana.

But Tianlong Temple is different, its history is not as long as Shaolin, nor does it have the general heritage of Shaolin. It is only due to the support of the Dali royal family and cast the glory, a kind of heritage, but obviously there is no trace of wind and rain, there has been no Nirvana rebirth again and again, everything in the future is proof.

Shaolin has been weakened several times in the turmoil of history, but it has never been buried by history. But Tianlong Temple is different, since Dali no longer exists, the Duan clan has no reputation in the rivers and lakes. Tenryuji Temple also disappeared in the river of history.

Zhao Zhijing grabbed Li Mochou's little hand with one hand, and the extremely pure true qi of the ruins in his body suddenly worked, and he suddenly rose up, and the figures of the two of them seemed to get rid of the attraction of the earth, and without a trace of sound, they had already risen from the ground.

Jumping up nearly two feet high, it landed silently by the window on the second floor of the pagoda. Zhao Zhijing looked in from the crack in the window, an oil lamp emitted a faint light in this wide pagoda, through the light Zhao Zhijing saw a bookshelves as high as two feet standing in the tower, the lattice of the bookshelf, full of all kinds of books. (To be continued.) )