The top of Cangshan Mountain.

A black and white chess piece.

There was only one person sitting next to the chess table, wearing a black robe, but holding a white piece in his hand.

"Have Tang Lian arrived at Jiulong Temple?" A voice came from nowhere.

The man sitting at the chess table smiled and shook his head: "Here, but he arrived empty-handed."

"Why? Tang Lian failed?"

"Yes, because two old friends showed up."

"Green-haired fairy, purple-clothed Marquis?"

"It's them. Although Tang Lian has made great progress in his kung fu and is the best among young people in this generation, he is probably not even able to meet such masters." The man at the chess table dropped Bai Zi, "It's your turn."

There was a small hole in the chessboard.

The man holding the white zi shook his head: "Every time you play chess with you, you will destroy a chess board. No matter how strong your sword energy is, do you still need to show off to me?"

"So that monk has been taken away by Tianwaitian? If this is the case, you shouldn't come here to play chess." The man ignored him.

"No, the news said that Tianwaitian did not succeed. When they were fighting, the monk took advantage of the chaos and took away two Tang Lian's companions, and then disappeared. I guess he should have rushed to Dafanyin Temple. Where was his father's former friend Wang Rensun where he was, and that was also the homeland of his master Zen Master Wangyou."

"You just said that there are two other people accompanying Tang Lian? Are they disciples of Xueyue City?"

"No, Tang Lian's letter said that one of them was a member of the Lei family. This trip was supposed to be a disciple of Xueyue City."

"Lei Family Disciple? Lei Family Castle has not recently reported that there are disciples entering the city. Could it be that there is a fraud?"

"No, Tang Lian is cautious in everything, so there is no need to worry about this."

"Who is the other one?"

"The other person is said to be a man who is not a martial arts world and does not know martial arts. He is the owner of an inn. Because the Leimen disciple owed him a sum of money, he followed him all the way. Tang Lian said that this person is very scheming and is not a simple person."

"What's the name?"

"His surname is Xiao." The man holding Baizi said meaningfully.

The invisible man was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked again: "Is there any other news?"

"Yes, it's still very bad news. As you think, the person in the palace can't sit still. The second master of the five major prisons, Xiang Jianxian, had quietly left the imperial capital a month ago and headed straight for the Kingdom of Khotan."

"Shen Jingzhou has also gone. It seems that the one in the palace still doesn't trust us."

"I'm afraid it's never, let alone how can you trust the one in the palace? The palace means that at least one of the three of us must take action in this matter, but now we are practicing swordsmanship, one is playing chess, and the other is drinking without knowing where to drink."

"This time it should have been yourselves. Even if Tang Lian is the most outstanding among the disciples of Xueyue City in this generation, a single person cannot defeat so many masters. Just that Wuxin monk is really easy to deal with?"

"The first director said that it should give young people some opportunities to experience."

"What about now, are you going to rush to Yutian?"

"Hahaha, the first person said that the young people's experience is not over yet." The man holding Baizi seemed to be in a good mood, and then he gently left a son.

The other man suddenly fell silent. After a long time, the man holding the white sect felt a fallen leaf sweeping past him. When he looked up, he saw that a man in blue was already standing there, holding a slender sword in his hand.

"Do you want to go alone?" The man in black swept the broken leaves on his body and stood up.

"It's not a joke to do with the safety of the Central Plains." The man in green answered simply.

"You just attach too much importance to family and country affairs. How big a storm can a seventeen-year-old child cause?" the man in black sighed.

"He is a seventeen-year-old child who has cultivated all the martial arts in the Rakshasa Hall and is the current sect leader of Tianwai Tian."

"So what? There are at least seven or eight people like him in Xueyue City, and there are probably ten in the palace, how many are there in the Tang Sect? How many are there in Leijia Castle? Are you really afraid of him?"

"How many other places are there in the outer world that day? How many of the sixteen sects of the outer world's demon sects?" the man in green asked him.

"You want to protect the world, but it may not be necessary for the human and demon sect to beat the world all day long. After all, the twelve-year agreement has arrived, and he should have left. We must keep him now. Do we really want to become the treacherous villain?"

"What does the first seat mean?"

"The meaning of the first one is very simple. Twelve years ago, the Demon Cult went east to fight, and Xueyue City was not afraid. Twelve years later, a young master returned to the mountain, and Xueyue City was not even more afraid. The younger generation will be solved by the younger generation. It was the turn of us old men to take action. He had already sent a letter to Tang Lian three days ago, and now Tang Lian should have received it."

“What was written in the mail?”

"Only four words."

"What four words?"

"Move with your heart."

The man in blue was stunned: "Turn with your heart?"

"Just like the letter Master wrote to us twelve years ago, I moved with my heart." The man in black smiled.

"Baili Dongjun, this guy is still doing so randomly." After pondering for a long time, the man in green sighed and put away the sword. In an instant, the green shadow disappeared.

"Hey, can't I play this chess anymore?" the man in black asked loudly.

No one answered him again, but the chessboard in front of him collapsed in an instant.

The man in black shook his head helplessly: "I'm still so irritable. When will it take to practice the Shui Sword Technique, which must be as calm as water?"

The border city of Biluo, Kowloon Temple.

Tang Lian stood in the temple courtyard and released the carrier pigeon in her hand.

Wu Chan stood beside him, lowered his head and asked, "What is written in the letter?"

"Master only wrote four words." Tang Lian looked up at the moon, feeling a little distracted.

Wu Chan was stunned for a moment and shouted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."

"Not these four words." Tang Lian shook her head.

Wu Chan smiled: "Brother Tang, the little monk is just calling out the Buddha's name."

Tang Lian came back to her senses and couldn't help but smile: "I'm distracted. I just can't understand the four words written by Master. I move with my heart. What is moving with my heart? Is there any explanation in Buddhism?"

Wu Chan pondered for a moment and said, "The Buddha said, follow your heart, follow your nature, follow your fate."

When Tang Lian heard this, she sighed: "I was born in the Tang Sect since I was a child. The rules were strict. Before the age of twelve, I practiced the mental method and poison technique in the inner room six sects. At the age of 16, I practiced all the hidden weapon techniques of the thirty-two sects of the outer room. At the age of 17, I came to Xueyue City and became a master. It has been nine years since then. Things in these twenty-six years seem to be settled, and I just need to complete them. I can't figure out these three words. Since the unintention is so important, shouldn't Master give me the ultimate killing order of Xueyue City?"

"The ultimate killing order? Brother Tang thinks Junior Brother Wuxin deserves to die?" Wu Chan hesitated and asked.

"It shouldn't be." Tang Lian shook her head, "But if Master's letter reads, I wouldn't hesitate."

Wu Chan sighed and said nothing.

"By the way, Master Wuchan, I haven't asked you what kind of person Wuxin is?" Tang Lian suddenly asked.

"The little monk left Hanshan Temple very early and spent several months with Wuxin. At that time, he was still a child, so he actually didn't understand what kind of person Wuxin was. But there was one thing that was still very impressive when he was young. That day, the little monk practiced boxing in the temple. Wuxin sat on the eaves. After the little monk finished practicing boxing, he suddenly said: This is the Vajra's magical power to subdue demons? But the heart of subdue demons is so heavy, what's the difference between it and the demon's way? The little monk was puzzled at that time, but Wuxin continued to say: Arhats also eliminate demons, which is called '

Killing the thief' is to kill all the troubles. It is not an external demon, but a demon in the heart. The little monk had been in Buddhism for six years and had practiced the Vajra Demon-subduing Power for three years. He heard this, but he was like a thunder inspiration. He thought for a long time but saw Wuxin disappear. Later, the little monk thought about what Wuxin said in his heart, and practiced the Vajra Demon-subduing Power again, but felt that all the confusions in the previous boxing techniques were solved. When Master Dajue from Jiulong Temple came to Hanshan Temple, he was just practicing the fourth level of the magical power of subduing the demons." Wu Chan said.

"If it weren't for the master's personal words, I can't believe that this is something a five-year-old child could say." Tang Lian nodded, "Tang was brave enough to ask the master: Are we too strong in subduing demons now?"

"Wuxin is not a demon, and the master is not a demon, he is just disturbed by external demons." Wu Chan replied in a deep voice.

"So Master Wuchan, what will you do tomorrow?" Tang Lian asked again.

Wu Chan thought for a while and said with a smile: "Move on your heart."

Tang Lian looked at Wuchan, but saw that Wuchan looked honest, without any joking, and sighed: "I think the master's heart has long been as solid as a rock."

"It's not the old monks in the house, what are you talking about as solid as a rock." Wu Chan took a step forward and jumped up to the eaves. "Brother Tang thought slowly, the little monk is going to go to bed."

Tang Lian was stunned for a moment. This monk who always looked righteous and serious, showed a bit of a young man's character at this moment, which surprised him. Wu Chan turned around on the eaves, waved his robe, and chuckled under the moonlight, which seemed to be a bit of a junior brother's unintentional attitude. He said aloud: "The so-called moving with the heart, following the heart, following the heart, following the fate means that you don't have to think too much. The momentary reaction in your heart when you meet is the donor's heart."

Tang Lian was stunned for a moment, but saw the gray robe on the eaves flashing, and Wuchan was gone. And in the hall behind him, there was still a gentle sound of chanting scriptures. Tang Lian smiled, looked up at the distance, and said, "When you are in your heart, is this the way your master wants to teach me this time? Tang Lian wrote it down."
Chapter completed!