Miao Kong chuckled: "Since Nestorianism was introduced to China, in order to quickly integrate into the Han culture, the second-generation leader Luo Han moved all the unfamiliar words and contents in the teachings closer to Buddhism, because Buddhism spread well in China.

There are many followers and they are popular among the people. Therefore, the followers of Nestorianism were called Jingseng by the people of the Central Plains in the early days. Later, after Emperor Wuzong of the Tang Dynasty destroyed Buddhism, Nestorianism was innocently implicated, and they hid one after another and disappeared. The name Jingseng

It will no longer spread among the people."

Yin Zhantu was fascinated by what he heard, and suddenly interrupted: "Then Master, you...?"

Miao Kong still had a faint smile on his face: "Of course the poor monk is also a Jingseng. Haha, the abbot of Furong Temple, the poor monk's mentor, was originally the Nestorian elder in charge of preaching in the south of the Yangtze River. In order to conceal his identity, he went into hiding

In this Furong Temple, I used to spread Buddhism as a disguise to avoid the government's investigation."

Yin Zhantu said "Oh" perfunctorily. He knew in his heart that the more he knew, the more dangerous it would be for the three of them. He hurriedly stopped Miao Kong: "Thank you, Master, for telling us so much about the origin of your temple today.

We are in a hurry and can’t stay long, so we have to say goodbye!”

Miaokong was murmuring enthusiastically when he was suddenly interrupted. He felt displeased and looked sulky: "Donor, after hearing so much, it's not so easy to leave. The poor monk has a condition. If the three of you can meet it,

, I won’t make things difficult for you and let you go.”

After Zhang Sujian heard this, he quickly asked: "What are the master's conditions?"

Miaokong chuckled: "Help me deal with a villain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice was heard: "Miaokong Bald Donkey! Why don't you come out to pick up your junior brother?"

After hearing this, Yin Zhantu and Zhang Sujian immediately understood. They looked at Miaokong together, and Miaokong said calmly: "The people you want to deal with are here. The poor monk asked the two donors."

Yin and Zhang both turned around to check at the same time, and saw a lean, middle-aged Taoist already standing at the door of the hall.

The middle-aged Taoist has a small round face, long hair shawl, and three locks of green beard. His face has a funny look, which is quite festive.

When Zhang Sujian saw the appearance of this middle-aged Taoist, he felt that he didn't like it very much and did not salute him. He directly asked: "What do you call me? Tell me your name!"

The middle-aged Taoist didn't seem to hear it. He walked straight towards Miaokong and complained: "You little bald donkey, didn't you hear me calling you? Miaokong?"

When Zhang Sujian saw that the other party ignored him, he was very unhappy. He stretched out his right hand to grab the middle-aged Taoist's left arm.

wrist, trying to counter Zhang Sujian's right hand.

Zhang Sujian hurriedly retracted his right hand to avoid the middle-aged Taoist's counterattack. These attacks and defenses were all completed in an instant. When the Taoist saw that he had not caught Zhang Sujian's wrist, he said "Huh" and said: "This kid is pretty good.

ah!"

Miaokong saw the middle-aged Taoist walking straight towards him and shouted: "Taoist Master, please spare this poor monk!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

After hearing what Miaokong said, Yin Zhantu further confirmed that this middle-aged Taoist was not a good person, and shouted: "Let's stop testing, let's go together!" After saying this, he slapped the middle-aged Taoist with his palm.

The middle-aged Taoist suddenly felt a strong wind blowing towards him. He put his foot down and jumped more than ten feet away, avoiding the attack of Yin Zhantu.

Zhang Sujian was not idle either. He approached the middle-aged Taoist with a lunge, clenched his fist with his right hand, and attacked the middle-aged Taoist's chest with the move "All Beasts Come toward".

Seeing that he could not dodge Zhang Sujian's attack, the middle-aged Taoist stretched out his left palm and slapped Zhang Sujian's fist. The fists and palms met and there was a "pop" sound. Zhang Sujian's punch was a test. As soon as the palm of Zhang Sujian's fist met, he knew he had hit.

The internal strength of a young Taoist is not weak.

The middle-aged Taoist also tested Zhang Sujian's kung fu prowess, thinking in his mind that these two young men were not good-natured. A good man should not suffer the immediate disadvantages, so he should go ahead.

Thinking of this, he gave a weak blow and ran out from the door of the hall.

Yin Zhantu was originally going to use his bone-crushing palm to restrain the opponent, but he didn't expect that the middle-aged Taoist had already escaped. He laughed: "Oh, this guy is running away at a pretty good speed."

Zhang Sujian lowered his posture, took a breath, and smiled: "This Taoist's martial arts are not weak, he just doesn't want to tangle with us. However, I feel that his moves are similar to Ren Yueqing's Furong Tiansha Shou."

Tang Ziyan entered the main hall without saying a word. She just stood aside and listened quietly. Seeing Zhang Sujian and Yin Zhantu repelling the middle-aged Taoist, she said: "Master Miaokong, come out quickly. That Taoist has been driven away by us.

.”

When Miaokong heard the call to him, he stuck his head out from the side door of the hall, walked out tremblingly, and thanked: "Thank you two donors! Get rid of my troublesome junior brother."

Tang Ziyan was very surprised. How could a troublesome junior brother need help from outsiders to get rid of him? So he opened his mouth and asked: "Your junior brother? What is his name?"

Miaokong sighed: "His name is Situ Baijun. He often comes to the Poor Monk Temple to cause trouble. My martial arts skills are not as good as his, so I would like you to help me drive him away."

Zhang Sujian said "Oh", remembered the business, and asked Miaokong: "Master, how far is it from Longhu Mountain?"

"It's not far, only twenty miles away. The donor is going to the Dragon Tiger Mountain Wuji Gate Jiangnan Heroes Meeting on May 15th?"

Yin Zhantu was looking around the Buddhist temple. After hearing Miao Kong's words, he turned his head and said "Huh": "There is such a big scene in Longhu Mountain? It's interesting!"

Miaokong said: "It seems that Donor Yin just learned about it from the mouth of a poor monk. This news has been circulating in the world for a few days. Yesterday, two disciples of the Diancang sect passed by our temple to ask for water and mentioned that they wanted to go see it.

It’s lively.”

Zhang Sujian heard Miao Kong mentioning the disciples of the Diancang sect and said, "Master, do you know the names of the two Diancang disciples?"

Miaokong thought for a moment and said, "One seems to be named Yang Huaibi, and the other seems to be named Zhou Fengzhang. Yang Huaibi has a full beard, but Zhou Fengzhang is very fair."

Zhang Sujian said: "Didn't Wuji Sect just arrive in Jiangnan not long ago?"

Miaokong said: "Not long after we moved south, I heard that in order to build up momentum, we created a big scene to shock the martial arts community in the south of the Yangtze River and establish prestige. The poor monks felt that the people coming to this conference were not good-natured."

Yin Zhantu interjected: "It seems that the three of us, Longhushan and his party, are right."

Tang Ziyan said sweetly: "It's possible to meet my cousin. Maybe the four assassins of the Tang Sect can also come."

Zhang Sujian pondered for a moment and said: "Well, that's really lively. How can I be a little excited?"

Tang Ziyan patted Zhang Sujian's shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother, please control yourself. This is a Buddhist temple. Don't be too arrogant. It will make the master laugh."

Miaokong smiled and said: "It seems that Donor Zhang is very eager to win, so he naturally has extraordinary skills. I wonder if he can defeat the heroes of Wuji Sect and Jiangnan Wulin?"

Zhang Sujian chuckled and said: "I couldn't help but watch the excitement and didn't want to participate in the fight. Wouldn't it be wonderful to watch the fire from the other side?"

Miaokong nodded and smiled and said nothing. At this time, the monk who led the way brought water from the well in the temple. Zhang Sujian took the ladle and scooped out a ladle of water. He handed it to Tang Ziyan first. Tang Ziyan nodded in thanks and drank half the ladle of water. He handed the ladle to Zhang Sujian again.

Zhang Sujian and Yin Zhantu drank the water respectively, returned the water ladle to the monk who was leading the way, and said to Miaokong, clasping his fists and saying, "Thank you, Master, for sending me the water. We'll say goodbye for now. See you later." After saying that, without waiting for Miaokong to return the gift, the three of them went straight to Miaokong. Leave the temple.
Chapter completed!