"Master, I'm back. Wang Lie took Lingjing and them back to the small courtyard rented by the Xiaoyao faction, and rushed into the gate first, shouting: "Shaolin Temple sent someone, I brought it back." ”

"Hold steady, what's the hurry, fourth junior brother. Wu Yazi walked out of the hall and hurriedly said to Wang Lie, "Don't let others laugh at you." Which master is here?"

"It doesn't matter, this Lingjing Master is my old friend, and he was the one who dealt with the gang of bandits in Lianyunzhai with me some time ago. Lingjing, this is my second senior brother. Wang Lie dodged away, revealing the spirit behind him.

"Hello, Master Lingjing. Wu Yazi glanced at Wang Lie and saluted with his fists.

"I've seen the donor. In the name of the ancestor, the little monk came to welcome the predecessors of Xiaoyaozi to go up the mountain. The temple is prepared with a wing room, and the seniors and several senior brothers can go to the mountain to live before the ceremony, which is cleaner than here. Lingjing said with his hands folded.

"Thank you, Master. Wu Yazi smiled, "The master is in the house, the master please come with me." He made a gesture of invitation, knocked Wang Lie's head casually, and took the lead to walk into the house.

Wang Lie touched his head speechlessly, to say that the combined age of the two lives before and after is estimated to be older than Wuyazi, how could this body look only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was treated as a child. There's no way, who let himself fall into the fourth ranking of the free faction.

"Senior brother, is there no meat to eat when you live in Shaolin Temple? Wang Lie muttered. Wu Yazi rolled his eyes and didn't speak, and stepped into the hall.

The Shaolin monks are also speechless, they can live in the temple are people with status in the rivers and lakes, how many people can't know, this Xiaoyaozi doesn't know where it came from, the rivers and lakes have never heard of it, the master still sent so many people down to greet them so solemnly, they are still picky and can't eat meat. Lingjing could only pretend not to hear, and followed the footsteps of Wu Yazi into the hall.

"Master, the abbot of Shaolin has sent someone to invite you up the mountain. In the hall, Wu Yazi bowed and said to Xiaoyaozi, who was holding a book and reading it with relish.

"The little monk is pure, and he has seen the predecessors of Xiaoyaozi. "The spirit is pure.

"Oh, pure and true as the sea, Lingxuanhui Void, you are a disciple of the Lingzi generation, a disciple and grandchild of the Ruxian monk, which little monk is your master of the Haizi generation?" Xiaoyaozi put down the book in his hand, looked at Lingjing and said.

"The family master Haitong is the eldest disciple of the abbot's ancestor. Lingjing saw that Xiaoyaozi was full of silver hair, and he was a friend of the abbot, and he was not angry at him for calling the master's generation a little monk, and replied respectfully.

"No wonder, Haitong's little monk has good qualifications, and the disciples he accepts are also good. Xiaoyaozi nodded.

"Thank you seniors for your appreciation, the little monk is stupid and ashamed. The ancestor invited Xiaoyaozi's predecessors to go up the mountain to meet, and the ancestor had already prepared tea. Lingjing said.

"Hmm. Xiaoyaozi nodded and said to Wuyazi: "Second brother, get ready, let's go up the mountain to meet Monk Ruxian." ”

"The abbot has instructed the temple to prepare a wing room, and the seniors can live in the mountains, and the temple is cleaner than the town, which is convenient for the seniors to cultivate. Lingjing said.

"That's fine. Xiaoyaozi nodded, answered, turned his head and instructed Wu Yazi, "You and the fourth child live in the mountain with the teacher, the eldest and the third, Xiao Ning'er are female dependents, don't make Ruxian embarrassed, let them continue to live here, and then go up the mountain to watch the ceremony on the day of the ceremony." ”

"It doesn't have to be like this, the annex arranged by the abbot is in the place where pilgrims were entertained in the past, and female guests are not forbidden, and the seniors can bring female disciples together. Lingjing hurriedly said.

"Ruxian, this kid is still so thorough, no wonder he has been the abbot for so many years. Xiaoyaozi smiled and praised. Lingjing didn't dare to answer, this Xiaoyaozi was too scary to speak, the master was almost a hundred years old, and Xiaoyaozi was still a kid when he opened his mouth.

"Let's go, let's go up the mountain first, the second one, you stay and pack up, and then bring them to find me later, the fourth, you come with me." Xiaoyaozi commanded.

"Yes, Master. Wang Lie said excitedly. The abbot of Shaolin is a famous figure, and he has never even seen the fat man of Shi Yongxin in later generations, but he didn't expect to see the real Shaolin abbot not long after coming here, although Wang Lie has always believed that everyone is equal, and he is also a little excited at the moment.

"Lingjing, let's go. Wang Lie diligently helped Xiaoyaozi and said to Lingjing. Turning a blind eye to Xiaoyaozi's white eyes.

Lingjing instructed the two junior disciples to stay and guide Wuyazi, and he himself and the other junior disciples led Xiaoyaozi and Wang Lie to the mountain. Everyone is a strong martial arts person, although it is a mountain road, it is also extremely fast, although Wang Lie's internal strength is poor, his Ling Bo micro step is a light skill that is unique in the world, and he also keeps up with the speed of everyone lightly, but everyone can see the difference, Xiaoyaozi has big sleeves, as if he usually walks in the front, Lingjing throws off the big stride and uses all his strength to always lag behind Xiaoyaozi one step, several of his junior disciples are not as good as him, striding after them for more than ten meters, Wang Lie stepped on Ling Bo micro step, although the posture is beautiful, the speed is slightly inferior, and he followed a few monks to catch up with the two people in front。

This situation also made Wang Lie sigh, Shaolin is worthy of being a big sect, all the monks who came out of this are not weak, Lingjing is just that, as the junior disciple of Lingmen, he should also be an elite disciple, although these monks he brought down are not good-looking, but they are all down-to-earth, and their internal strength is much stronger than their current self. It seems that he still urgently needs to improve his internal strength, no wonder Master Xiaoyaozi reminded himself to pay attention to demonic thoughts when cultivating the Northern Spiritual Skill, so seeing that all the internal skills are stronger than himself, he really can't help but want to abuse the Northern Spiritual Skill to absorb people's internal force to improve his strength, this is still the situation that he has experienced the information explosion of later generations, and he knows the danger of doing so, if he changes to other people who are not strong-willed, I am afraid that he will really abuse the Northern Spiritual Skill. Wang Lie took a few deep breaths and continued to chase forward.

Everyone walked quickly, but more than half an hour came to the gate of Shaolin Temple, Shaolin Temple has not changed much in a thousand years, almost exactly the same temple gate archway, but there are not so many tourists in later generations, only a few monks are burning, looking at the familiar scene, Wang Lie actually had a trance for a while, I don't know where he is, but in an instant, he reacted, there Lingjing has walked into the temple gate with Xiaoyaozi, Wang Lie hurriedly caught up, and followed Xiaoyaozi behind.

Passing through the Daxiong Treasure Hall and walking through several side halls, Lingjing led Xiaoyaozi and Wang Lie to the outside of a small room, and the other monks had already gone to their respective businesses after returning to the temple.

"Abbot Qiqi, the disciple has invited the predecessors of Xiaoyaozi. Lingjing stepped forward and knocked on the door, and said loudly.

"Squeak-" With a sound, the door opened without wind, and a hearty voice sounded, "Brother Xiaoyaozi, I haven't seen you for many years, but don't come unharmed." ”

"Haha-" Xiaoyaozi laughed twice, "I'm afraid I won't see you again, it seems that you are old and strong like this." ”

"It's not as good as Brother Dao, Brother Dao, please come in, Lao Qu has been waiting for this cup of tea for many years. The Shaolin abbot in the door said.

Lingjing bowed backwards, Wang Lie gave him a look, signaled that he would go to play with him later, and followed Xiaoyaozi into the small room.

As soon as he entered the room, Wang Lie saw an old monk with white hair and a wrinkled face standing there, looking at the two of them with a smile.

"I haven't seen Brother Dao for many years, the demeanor is still the same, your sect's magic skills are really incredible, but the old monk is already old. The old monk looked at Xiaoyaozi and exclaimed. He is much younger than Xiaoyaozi, but Xiaoyaozi still looks like he is fifty or sixty years old.

"If you had put down the burden of the abbot earlier and studied the Yijin Sutra, you might not have been able to take that last step today. Xiaoyaozi sighed.

"The last step is easier said than done. The old monk sighed and said: "Lao Gao's qualifications are limited, even if it is as Brother Dao said, Lao Gao's Yijin Sutra is not able to practice the highest realm, it is better to contribute to this temple." ”

"Brother Dao, please sit down, the tea here may not be tasted even by Brother Dao. "In the end, he is a high-ranking monk, and he is not entangled in this, and a smile appears on his face to invite Xiaoyaozidao.