In Fanyin Continent, you may not know what to eat three times a day, or you may not know your wife's name, but if you say you don't know Fanyin Temple, you may be laughed at for the rest of your life.
But there are very few people who have actually been to Fanyin Temple, because outside Fanyin Temple, there is a huge and extremely turbulent river. The locals call the river "Ganges" because the water level of this river does not increase or decrease throughout the year.
, the turbulent waves on the river seem to be so numerous every moment, constantly jumping up and down, and then crashing back to the river with a "rumbling", and the water spray scatters from time to time.
Buddha Ferry is destined, and only those who are destined to Sanskrit, the Ganges River will automatically float boats from the other side to carry people across. After passing by, there is a majestic mountain. There is a large waterfall in the middle of the mountain, but the water is golden.
, not only this waterfall is golden, but this mountain is also shining with golden light.
Legend has it that the great monk, the founder of the Sanskrit sect, received funding from the Zhang family, used thousands of tons of gold, mixed with Buddhist teachings, and wrote runes and scriptures one by one into the entire mountain. Therefore, the mountain is covered with gold. When the weather is good,
Sutras will appear from time to time. Some people also say that this mountain is a magic weapon that can fly to the ground!
There are many green temples on the Golden Mountain, not because the place is small, but because there are too many Sanskrit disciples. There are thousands of disciples in Shangxiao, but there are probably more than ten thousand Sanskrit disciples. Therefore, these densely packed temples, and the aftermath of the death of the eminent monk
The Tallinn is densely packed and stretches continuously along the mountain, with various ingenious works built on the Golden Mountain.
Today's Sanskrit Sect, the founder of the sect, the great monk, has passed away long ago. Now the fourth generation leader of the Sanskrit Sect, Master Kong Xiu, Elder Kong Wen, Kong Xiang, and Baoxiang. And this Baoxiang seems to have only recently come to the Sanskrit Sect.
He is the elder of Sanskrit.
When the huge golden bell of Fanyin Temple rang for the third time, a black shadow quietly passed through the temple like a dense forest and came to a temple where green and yellow were connected. Although this was a temple, there was a
There are two huge black towers, but there are two red lanterns with the word "Zhang" written on them hanging on the cornice of the entrance. These red lanterns and the green-yellow wall look awkward.
Walking into this strange temple, I was shocked to find that there were actually servants inside, both male and female. Entering in the middle was a large temple. Above the temple, at the highest place, were dedicated to Amitabha Buddha and Zhunti Buddha from the Great World of Ultimate Bliss.
Buddha, and further down are the statues of three mortal figures and a bald monk.
This nondescript temple houses strange people. Under this strange person, there is a young monk meditating. I saw this young monk, tall and tall, wearing a blue monk's robe and holding one hundred and eight Buddhist beads.
, with a Chinese character face, big ears, thick lips, a high raised nose, and a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes.
The young monk looked at the black figure jumping in from outside. He was calm and looked at it without any reaction. The black figure walked up to the young monk, knelt down and said respectfully: "I've seen you before."
There is no young patriarch!"
It turned out that this young monk was Fanyin Wuyou, the young patriarch of the Zhang family. Wuyou nodded towards the black shadow, and the black shadow stood up randomly. Wuyou asked lightly: "What's the matter?"
The black shadow said respectfully in a low voice: "Report to the Young Patriarch, the boy who killed Zhang Wengui is named Xin Xiaoqi. It is said that the Black Tower did not kill him, and now he has become an internal disciple of the Shangxiao Sect!"
Wu You said "Oh?" with his thick lips and continued to ask: "Then which real person is he worshiping under?"
The black shadow replied: "Jin Jin Zhenren!"
Wuyou heard the words and murmured: "Master Jin Jin? Interesting!"
The black shadow asked curiously: "Does the young patriarch want to avenge Zhang Wengui?"
Monk Wuyou nodded solemnly and said: "Of course, if you are missing a disciple of my Zhang family, you must pay with your blood. Even if my Zhang family doesn't have anyone who can move to the mountain realm, you can't do it!"
The black shadow hesitated and said: "After all, he is a true disciple of Shang Xiao. It is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. Besides, Zhang Wengui is really not that good in the Zhang family."
Monk Wuyou smiled confidently and said: "It is precisely because he is the true disciple of Shangxiao that I want to trouble him even more. If it weren't for Master Wushuang of Shangxiao back then, my family's luck would not have declined all at once. They fell one after another.
The ancestor who moved the mountains."
Heiying heard the words and wanted to speak, but was afraid of being blamed by Wuyou. He hesitated and glanced at Monk Wuyou for a few times. Monk Wuyou noticed Heiying's expression and said: "I know what you are thinking. Now we are talking
The family is not at its peak, and it relies on Fanyin for support. Although Fanyin treats us very well on the surface and is constantly ridiculing secretly, on the surface they just don't dare to be disrespectful to our Zhang family, so I want to cripple this disciple of Shangxiao. It's better.
They are trying to show off their authority, and even dragging the Sanskrit sect with them, they are embarrassed not to stand with us, after all, they have to maintain this false reputation!"
The black figure was silent when he heard the words. Monk Wu You took a look and continued: "Xiao Xiao Xin Xiao Qi is not the first disciple of Shang Xiao, Chen Gou, or the second disciple Zhou Wei, so there is nothing to worry about."
The black shadow agreed and said: "Chen Gou and Zhou Wei are indeed powerful, but recently the head of Shangxiao was injured. The disciples are going to Yaoshan to find the Night Flame Grass to heal their injuries. But according to our news, Master Fanyin Kongwen is inexplicably injured.
I also suffered the same injury, and Lieutenant Cao will need the Night Flame Grass tomorrow. Such a coincidence, it looks like someone is specially planning the game!"
Monk Wuyou chuckled and said, "I'm afraid you don't know that the place where the night flame grass grows is not far from the cave of ancestor Zongheng."
The black shadow frowned and said, "Even the young patriarch is involved in the scheme?"
Monk Wuyou said with a non-committal smile: "So what if it is, so what if it is not. There are not many young people in the world who can defeat me."
The black shadow warned: "Young Patriarch, have you forgotten the recent rise of the Great Alliance of Light?"
"The Great Alliance of Light, I'm afraid he wouldn't dare!" Monk Wuyou said scornfully.
Seeing that the black shadow remained silent, Monk Wuyou continued: "Master Kongwen's injury is a bit weird. Please pay attention when you are fine! If there is nothing else, just retreat!"
Hearing the words, the black shadow bowed to Wuyou and saluted, turned around and disappeared into the night. Wuyou stood up, faced the first of the three statues of mortal figures, and murmured: "Killing a true disciple is also
Is it the ancestor who relieves his anger?"
It turns out that the statues of these three mortal figures are Zhang Danfeng, Zhang Youren, and Zhang Zongheng, the ancestors of the Zhang family, and the statue that looks like a monk is naturally the founder of the Sanskrit sect—the great monk!
Just as Monk Wuyou was in a daze, a male servant suddenly came over, stood outside the door, and said respectfully in a low voice: "Master, there is news from Fanyin Temple that a high-level meeting of the sect will be held. Please attend on time, Master."
Monk Wuyou asked without looking back: "Did you say anything?"
The manservant still said respectfully: "It seems that Master Kongwen of the Sanskrit Sect was injured. The person who reported the news came and went in a hurry, and the details were not clear."
Monk Wuyou waved his hand, and the manservant bowed and retreated in small steps into the dark night.
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