"Grandmaster……"
Chen Chao looked helplessly at the old monk Pingdu in front of him.
Who would have thought that such a Buddhist leader could be such a person.
"The moonlight that night was really wonderful."
The old monk Pingdu sighed again, with endless nostalgia in his voice.
Chen Chao remained silent.
The old monk Pingdu smiled and said: "My junior brother once predicted that a member of the Chen family would come to Luming Temple, and that person would inherit his mantle. When I first heard this prophecy, I thought for a long time who it would be. Three of them
One of the princes? But I never thought it was you."
Who would have thought that the famous national master in black would change the world, but find someone to be his disciple among his old friends who had changed the world.
Perhaps this is why no one in the world can figure out this national master.
After all, his life was too legendary and too bizarre.
Chen Chao said: "The Imperial Master is a strange person."
If it wasn't a strange person, he wouldn't have chosen to leave Luming Temple to do those things.
"My junior brother behaved strangely in his life. He liked to wear black clothes and read history books but not Buddhist scriptures. However, he had extremely high attainments in Buddhism. I even asked him about Buddhist principles that I couldn't figure out in those years."
"Among his fellow disciples of that generation, he should have been the most likely to become the abbot of Luming Temple."
When the old monk Pingdu said this, he remembered that night many years ago, the last time the two met.
At that time, my junior brother had already been dying for a short time. The two of them chatted many stories, including the topic of being an abbot.
"If you give me what I don't want, I still don't want it. If you don't give it to me what I want, I will snatch it away."
Thinking of this sentence, the old monk Pingdu
He sighed: "How does this look like a monk?"
Chen Chao remained silent.
He had been wondering why the black-clothed national master knew that he would appear here one day, and even thought of accepting him as his disciple.
The old monk Pingdu looked at Chen Chao for a long time and then said slowly: "Let's go, follow me. I have something to give to you."
Chen Chao did not move, but stood on the same spot and asked: "Where was the master who went to Chongming Sect?"
The old monk Pingdu looked at Chen Chao and said, "He has gone into seclusion. You won't be able to see him this time."
Chen Chao said: "The master told me that day that if I came to Luming Temple, I could get the answer I wanted."
"But is the problem at the beginning still a problem now?" The old monk Pingdu said with a smile, "Times have changed, how long has it been, and the problem still remains in your heart?"
Chen Chao said: "As long as you are alive, you will naturally have new problems."
The old monk Pingdu said: "Although I can't be said to be an eminent monk, I still want to answer some questions."
"Master is humble."
Chen Chao sighed with emotion, if the abbot in front of him couldn't be called an eminent monk, then there probably wouldn't be any eminent monks in the world.
"But I think even if you have new questions, I'm afraid you already have answers."
The old monk Pingdu looked at Chen Chao and said something meaningful, "Luming Temple is not the only place in the world that has eminent monks."
Chen Chao said nothing.
There are many monks in the world, but these are the only ones who can really be called mysterious.
The old monk Pingdu led Chen Chao across the backyard to an extremely remote Zen room, and then prepared to open the door and enter.
Chen Chao suddenly said: "Even if the Imperial Master wants to accept me as a disciple, this junior
Wouldn’t you refuse?”
The old monk Pingdu smiled and said: "Why bother arguing with a dead man? I just want to give you some things. What I said as a disciple is actually the nonsense I said myself."
"..."
Chen Chao really didn't know how to face the master abbot in front of him.
Pushing open the door of the Zen room, a puff of dust rushed towards his face. Chen Chao couldn't dodge and was choked by dust.
The old monk Pingdu stood aside, smiling but not smiling.
After the dust cleared, the old monk walked in, followed by Chen Chao.
This is a simple Zen room with nothing else but a futon.
This was the place where the black-clothed national master once practiced his cultivation.
The old monk Pingdu opened the futon, took out a booklet from underneath, and handed it to Chen Chao, "He has learned all his life in this book. It was originally left to you. You can take it with you."
Chen Chao took the booklet and remembered for no reason that he and Xie Nandu were on the mountain outside the capital city and almost opened the grave of the imperial master.
What the black-clothed Imperial Master has learned throughout his life, whether it is dragon slaying, marching and fighting, or anything else, is what many people dream of.
Chen Chao suddenly understood something.
Perhaps this thing was not left for him, but for Xie Nandu.
Thinking about this, Chen Chao felt even more weird. Could it be that this black-clothed national master was really a god and could even predict these things after death?
"The sword that the master of the Sword Sect realized combines the meanings of Taoism and Buddhism, but it should not be easy to achieve great success."
The old monk Pingdu suddenly spoke and said seriously: "So the most critical node should be the battle in the divine capital."
"Maybe he can sword
If you succeed and truly become the strongest swordsman in the past thousand years, you may break your sword and fall to the bottom."
The old monk Pingdu said: "But the best result is to prevent him from going to the capital of gods."
Chen Chao also understood this truth. In a battle in the capital of the gods, the one he was looking for would naturally be His Majesty the Emperor.
No matter whether we win or lose this battle, it is probably better not to fight at all.
Chen Chao said: "Things are not that simple."
The old monk Pingdu said: "Chixinguan gave all the Taoist swords to the master of the Sword Sect. What his intentions are can be seen at a glance."
"Once this battle begins, it will never end easily."
The old monk Pingdu said: "So at first, I didn't want him to go up the mountain."
Chen Chao said: "Now he not only went up the mountain, but also met the person he wanted to see as he wished."
"We can't control what our seniors think or do, so we can only let nature take its course."
The old monk Pingdu took out a Buddhist scripture from his arms, handed it to Chen Chao, and said, "I have a Buddhist scripture, just take it back to His Majesty."
Looking at the old Buddhist scripture, Chen Chao had already guessed that it was an extremely important thing.
"If there really is this battle..."
Chen Chao hesitated for a moment.
The old monk Pingdu said: "There are many things in the world that we cannot stop or interfere with. We can only watch them like this."
Chen Chao said: "I want to try it."
The old monk Pingdu was a little curious, "How do you try?"
In terms of realm, Chen Chao was too far away from the master of the Sword Sect.
Chen Chao thought of that page.
The old monk Pingdu smiled and said: "Actually, even if you have any means to change something, it's best not to do it, because you know very well who your Emperor is.
What kind of person."
Chen Chao thought for a while and did not speak in a hurry.
He raised his head and cast his gaze into the distance. At the end of his sight was the small temple behind the temple.
After thinking for a while, Chen Chao said, "I want to go take a look."
The old monk Pingdu looked at Chen Chao, remained silent for a long time, and said: "The temple rules... don't allow it."
"Temple rules can be changed, not to mention that the senior is still the abbot."
Chen Chao looked at the old monk Pingdu seriously.
The old monk Pingdu was a little distracted for a moment. At this moment, Chen Chao and the words he said sounded familiar.
Oh...his junior brother also said the same thing a long time ago.
"The temple rules don't allow it, but I can allow it. If you want to see it, then go and have a look. I will pretend that I don't know about it."
The old monk Pingdu pointed somewhere, then turned and walked away.
Chen Chao glanced at the back of the old monk Pingdu, and then looked somewhere, where there was a courtyard gate.
Behind the courtyard gate is the small temple behind the temple.
No one has been able to pass through this courtyard gate for many years, because it has never been easy to see the old monk.
If the old monk doesn't want to see you, then you won't be able to get out of this door.
Chen Chao didn't know the mystery, so he just walked a few steps forward and came to the courtyard gate.
He put his hand on the courtyard door and suddenly pushed it with all his strength.
The courtyard door remained motionless.
Chen Chao frowned.
Then he pushed hard again.
With a creak, the door was pushed open.
Behind the door is a path that stretches to a very long place, and at the end of it is a small temple.
There is a swordsman sitting outside the temple.
The most powerful swordsman in the world.
Chen Chao walked towards the sword immortal.
After walking a few steps forward,
Chen Chao held the handle of the knife at his waist.
The cloud mud began to tremble in the scabbard.
Threads of Qi began to slowly flow out.
The leader of the Sword Sect turned his back to Chen Chao, but he should know everything that happened behind his back.
Chen Chao did not intend to hide his thoughts.
It's also hard to hide.
The distance between the two people kept getting closer, and in an instant, they were only a few feet apart.
The Sword Sect leader suddenly stood up and then slowly turned around.
Eyes facing each other.
Chen Chao unsheathed his sword.
This chapter has been completed!