Hua Chong was dressed in a Taoist robe, with a wave of dust in his hand, and said solemnly to the platinum hall next to him: "I said Brother Hua, you will become a monk when you become a monk, what kind of monk should you be?" Hua Chong pointed to his Taoist robe: "You said that we have a hair pull, this is considered an old way, what should you do?"

Bai Jintang touched his shiny bald head, and said a little embarrassed: "I didn't expect to have today, otherwise, how about I stay?"

"Stay?"

Bai Jintang said helplessly: "You all go to Kunlun Mountain, in case there is a mistake, there is no one outside." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIf I stay outside, if there is any change on the Western Xia side, I can also inform you in time. ”

Lu Fangdao: "What the fifth brother said is also reasonable, or let him stay, I can't help if I go up the mountain these two times, it's better to stay with the fifth brother and make a response." ”

Xia Suiliang said to Hua Chong: "Lu Yuanwai and Jintang's words also make sense, there should be someone outside to answer, after all, Kunlun monk is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and we can't be sure that he is on Kunlun Mountain." ”

Bai Jintang said: "Let my third brother also stay, no one can compare to him in terms of the ability to run the mountain, my eldest brother is also very clever, with them here, if there is any accident outside, we can notify you in time." ”

Hua Chong nodded and said, "That's fine, eldest brother, third brother, the two of you will stay with Big Brother Bai to respond." We went up the mountain with Master Guo. ”

Except for Bai Jintang, Lu Fang, and Xu Qing, who stayed in the Uighur stronghold, the rest of the people were led by Guo Dada, disguised as Taoist priests, and went up the mountain together to settle in the Yuxu Palace. And the swordsman Ma Delai took Ma Chong, a hero of the Western Regions, to the Reclining Buddha Temple to inquire about the news.

The Temple of the Reclining Buddha is also a famous ancient temple in the Western Regions, and the Kunlun faction can be among the five sects and thirteen sects, which is inseparable from its long history. In this snowy region of Kunlun, there are countless people who come here to learn art, including people from the Western Regions and people from the Central Plains.

On the top of a white snow-capped mountain, Ma Delai took a deep breath of the big cigarette pouch in his hand, spit out a puff of cigarette and said to the horse next to him: "We haven't been here for a long time, right?"

Ma Chong nodded and said: "It seems that it has been more than two years, and last time it was Kunlun Seng and Guo Da who competed for the head, and your old man was one of their judges." ”

Ma Delai took another puff of cigarette and couldn't help sighing: "Alas, a generation of famous families, it's a pity that there are so two heads." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Needless to say, Kunlun Monk is a person, although Kunlun Mountain is in the Western Regions, he provokes the Central Plains, and it must end badly. As for Guo Dama, this person does not have the bearing of a grandmaster, I think it is difficult to protect the two sects of Kunlun. ”

Ma Chong said, "Do you think the Kunlun faction may die?"

Ma Delai smiled meaningfully: "There will definitely be Kunlun Sect, Kunlun Sect may also have it, as for their Lotus Sect, don't forget, the Lotus Sect is called Penglai Sect!"

Ma Chong suddenly realized: "You mean that Hua Chong and Xia Suiliang will ask for the name of this Lotus Sect?"

Ma De took a few puffs of cigarettes, knocked on the cigarette pouch next to a tree, and rushed towards Ma: "Kunlun monks and Taoists are divided, what kind of factions are there if there is no monk's light left?"

Ma Chong was not as happy as Ma Delai, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Master, let's help outsiders deal with our own sect in the Western Regions, if it is really as you said in the future, there will be only one faction left in Kunlun, then will our reputation also be implicated......?"

Ma Delai shook his head: "You don't understand, this Western Xia is in chaos, Kunlun will return to them sooner or later, even our Uighurs, maybe it is also the meat in the mouth of the Great Song, now have a good relationship with them, and we will see each other in the future." Princess Marina has been entertaining all the way, and now they still have people living in our base, what did Lao Wang say? Isn't it also good food and drink to entertain people? For example, there is some chaos today, we are a small country, and if we want to survive, there is no harm in making friends with these people. ”

Ma Chong nodded as if he didn't understand, and while walking towards the mountain, he pondered what Ma Delai had just said. Along the way, the towering Kunlun was finally trampled underfoot, a majestic temple appeared in front of the two, and the plaque hanging high on the temple gate was three golden characters - Reclining Buddha Temple!

Ma De came to see the plaque, stopped, lit another bag of cigarettes, and rushed towards the horse: "Be careful when you talk for a while, and don't reveal your intentions." What characters are in their temples, but they have to write them down secretly. Remember, the eyes are alive, and the mouth should be well controlled. ”

Ma Chong nodded and said, "The disciple has written it down." ”

The two came to the gate of the temple and said to a little monk who was guarding the door in the temple: "Little master, I bother you to say that Ma Delai and his disciple Ma Chong came to visit their old friends." ”

The little monk is also a native of the Western Regions, and he has long heard the name of the Huitian swordsman, so he didn't dare to slack off and hurriedly went in to pray, and about a cup of tea, a group of monks greeted him outside the temple. Headed by two great monks, the first one looked like pale gold, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, no less than nine feet tall, and a majestic posture, but it was just as bad, his left leg seemed to be disabled, and he was on a mixed iron cane. The person at the bottom is slightly shorter, but he is also eight feet away, and his thin body is also not good, with several vitiligo on his face and body, and his original reddish face looks a little terrifying.

These two people Ma Delai both know, the crutches are the eldest disciple of the late old Kunlun monk, the people in the rivers and lakes call the magic weapon of the iron crutches Arhat, and the red and white face under the head is the second disciple of the flower-faced holy Buddha Dharma. These two people are the senior brothers of the Kunlun monk who is now in charge.

When the two saw Ma Delai, they clasped their hands together and said, "Amitabha, the disciple meets the old man Ma." ”

Ma Delai waved his hand and said: "Don't be polite, don't be polite, I haven't seen you for many years, the two of you have always been good?"

The magic weapon said: "Thanks to the blessing of the old-timers, it's okay." The old-timers haven't been to the temple for more than two years, and what kind of incense is blowing today, my temple can be called full of brilliance. ”

Ma Delai also said politely: "Master Fa doesn't think I'm coming? I have been in Xixia for the past two years, and I have not been free, this is because I happened to pass by Kunlun on errands, and I thought that I had not seen you for many years, so I specially went up the mountain to pay a visit. ”

Ma Delai saw that there was no Kunlun monk, so he asked casually: "How are you in charge? After many years, I also miss him a little, why is he not in the temple?"

The magic weapon said: "Well, the head of the family has been to the Central Plains for more than two years, and he is rarely in the temple. ”

Ma Delai secretly pondered: "I don't know if what he said is true or false." ”

Fajing said on the side: "Senior, the door is not a place to speak, let's talk in the meditation hall, it just so happens that there are distinguished guests in the temple, and my uncle is also there, you came at the right time, let's talk together." ”

Ma Delai raised his eyebrows and wondered, "Who is the other distinguished guest?"

Fajing smiled: "They are all my Buddhist disciples, the old-timers please, maybe they know, maybe they are famous, you know it at first sight." ”

Ma Delai said secretly: "Could it be that this Kunlun faction has invited a helper? I can let Elder Changming personally receive it, and even I don't come out to greet him, so my identity must not be under my old man! Today, in this Reclining Buddha Temple, maybe it's Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"