In the far north of the vast land of China, a stretch of green mountains stretches for more than a hundred miles, and countless beautiful peaks are hidden in the clouds and mist all year round.

This is Mount Sumeru, where Tianyin Temple, the three major sects of the righteous path in the world, is located.

The melodious bells resounded among the mountains, and the sun had just risen from the clouds. On the long mountain road leading to Tianyin Temple, a young man holding a long sword was walking forward slowly.

This young man is about twelve or thirteen years old. He is wearing a dark jade shirt. He has a handsome face and a calm demeanor. At first glance, he is not an ordinary person.

Although the main peak of Mount Sumeru, where Tianyin Temple is located, towers into the clouds, the young man climbed to the end of the mountain path in a short time, and what he saw was a vast and magnificent temple.

Two Tianyin Temple disciples guarding the gate of Tianyin Temple, one fat and one thin, saw the young man going up the mountain and looked at each other. The fat monk stepped forward, blocked the road, put his palms together and said: "Amitabha, this is

Little benefactor, today is not the day when the temple is open, so please come back on the first or fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year."

Although Tianyin Temple is a giant of righteousness, it does not live in seclusion on Qingyun Mountain like Qingyun Sect. It does not deal with the common people very much. Instead, it holds Dharma gatherings on the first and fifteenth day of every month, and people from hundreds of miles around will attend.

On these two days, I came to burn incense and worship Buddha, listen to scriptures and make wishes.

When the young man heard this, he paused and smiled very warmly. Then he held his sword in his hand and said loudly: "Mo Yuan, a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, has been ordered by the master to pay homage to the divine monks of Tianyin Temple!"

The sound was mixed with magic power and spread in all directions, suppressing the melodious sound of the morning bell. Up and down Mount Xumi, there were more than a thousand disciples of Tianyin Temple, and everyone's ears were filled with the sound of Qingyun Sect disciples worshiping the mountain.

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At the top of the main peak, an inconspicuous small temple is located. In the main hall of this small temple, two old monks with white eyebrows as white as snow are chanting sutras and meditating.

These two people were wearing bright red cassocks, with peaceful faces, and faint Buddha light blooming around them. They were the Puhong Divine Monk and the Pukong Divine Monk among the four great monks of Tianyin Temple.

Hearing Mo Yuan's voice, the two old monks opened their eyes and glanced at each other, each seeing a little surprise in the other's eyes.

The taller old monk frowned and said: "This voice came here from Tianyin Temple, as if someone were standing here talking. It is clearly audible. It shows the depth of the Taoism, and I am afraid it has already broken through the realm of the Supreme Purity."

, When did such a talented junior appear again among the disciples of Qingyun Sect? Senior brother, have you ever heard of the name Mo Yuan?"

"Amitabha, I have never heard of it either." The slightly thinner old monk shook his head.

The person who asked the question was Pukong, the fourth of the four great monks, and the person who answered was the monk Puhong, the abbot of Tianyin Temple.

"For no reason, I sent such a disciple to worship the mountain. I don't know what Master Dao Xuan meant?" Pukong said in confusion.

Pu Hong sighed secretly in his heart and said: "Junior brother, you don't have to worry about this matter. You go to find the Dharma and let him bring this Qingyun disciple here."

Puzhi took the three-day death pill and rushed back to Tianyin Temple. Pukong was in retreat, so he didn't know what happened to Puzhi.

Moreover, this Pukong Divine Monk has the most violent and impulsive temperament. Although he is getting older, has gradually deepened his cultivation, and has cultivated his moral character, Puhong still did not tell him about Puzhi. Currently, no one in Tianyin Temple knows about this matter.

, there are only three people, Pu De, Fa Xiang and Pu Hong.

Pu Hong, as the presiding abbot, has always been admired by everyone in Tianyin Temple, so although Pu Kong couldn't figure out why he was not allowed to take charge of it, he didn't ask any more questions, said yes, and walked out of the temple.

Outside Tianyin Temple, the two monks who heard Mo Yuan's identity couldn't hide their surprise. They never expected that the legendary Qingyun Immortal Sect, now the largest sect in the world, would send such a little boy.

Come and pay homage to the mountain.

However, the two of them did not dare to neglect. One of them watched Mo Yuan, and the other went in to report. Not long after, a young monk came out.

The monk was dressed in a moon-white cassock. He was handsome and handsome, and had an excellent temperament. He walked up to Mo Yuan, smiled gently and said: "This junior fellow of Qingyun Sect, the little monk Dharma minister, is so polite!"

He clasped his hands together and bowed his head, full of humility. Mo Yuan carefully looked at this most outstanding disciple of Tianyin Temple, and found that his eyes were bright, and there was a faint layer of golden light around the edge of his piercing pupils. It was obvious.

His attainments in the true Buddhist teachings of Brahma Prajna are by no means shallow.

"It turns out to be Senior Brother Fa Xiang, whose name I have admired for a long time." Mo Yuan returned the gift calmly.

Although this is a visit to inquire about Caomiao Village, it is related to the reputation of the two sects. If one is not handled well, both parties may be disgraced. However, among the three major sects of the Righteous Path, Fenxiang Valley has ulterior motives, and Qingyun

They have been on good terms with Tianyin Temple for generations, and the monks in Tianyin Temple are indeed profound in Buddhism. They are unwilling to be outdone in subjugating demons and exterminating demons. They are a great sect worthy of admiration.

Mo Yuan was sizing up Fa Xiang, and Fa Xiang was naturally also sizing up Mo Yuan. However, even though he could only see that Mo Yuan's energy was extraordinary, it was difficult to confirm the depth of his Taoism.

Different from Buddhism, the Taoist lineage emphasizes returning to nature, let alone the Dharma. Even the first elders of Qingyun Sect, even Daoxuan Zhenren, and their disciples will not be able to see the specific situation unless they show their Taoism.

Naturally, Fa Xiang was shocked by Mo Yuan's age just like the monk who was watching the door. After all, a cultivator can keep his appearance forever, but he cannot prevent himself from growing up. But after all, he is the abbot's direct disciple. He has deep concentration and restrains his emotions.

In the chest, there is no trace of strange color.

He said pleasantly: "Junior Brother Mo, my master is waiting for you in the temple. Please follow the young monk in."

Mo Yuan nodded and said: "Then there is Senior Brother Lao Faxiang."

The two entered Tianyin Temple one after another, but passed through this huge temple and walked towards the small Tianyin Temple on the top of the mountain. The Faxiang introduced the scenery and conditions of Tianyin Temple to Mo Yuan along the way.

, and the explanation of the reason for the establishment of a small Tianyin Temple. Although Mo Yuan had known it for a long time, he still listened attentively and admired the Zen mind of Puhong Divine Monk to save the world.

With the strength of their feet, they arrived at Xiaotianyin Temple in a short time. As soon as they entered the main hall, they saw an old monk wearing cassocks sitting on a futon, nodding and smiling at Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan immediately held his sword in his hand, bowed slightly, and saluted: "Junior Mo Yuan, pay your respects to Master Puhong!"

"Amitabha, there is no need to be polite to the little donor, please get up quickly!"

Pu Hong stretched out his hand and raised it gently, and a soft force suddenly lifted Mo Yuan up. Mo Yuan then stood up straight and carefully looked at the three great masters of the righteous path who were juxtaposed with Daoxuan Zhenren.

However, they saw that the divine monk Puhong was thin in stature, with white beard and hair, but his face was quite kind, which made people fall in love with him at first sight.
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