In today's world, the state and clan are co-ordinated, and the strength and weakness are not always the same.
There are countries that accommodate many sects, and there are sects that control many countries.
As the top sect in the Eastern Region and even the world, Xuankong Temple's territory is as large as any other country.
It's just that most places are covered up by formations, and what's shown to the world is usually only the secular part.
Just like in the Yun Kingdom, tearing open the sky and seeing the Lingxiao Pavilion.
The real mountain gate of Xuankong Temple is even more difficult to find and rarely seen.
Of course, Kujue, who was the contemporary abbot, came and went freely. He passed directly through the numerous Buddhist formations, avoided all layers of defenses, and stepped into the Hanging Temple in a few steps.
The core body of the Hanging Temple is just as its name suggests, it is a hanging Buddhist temple.
The only thing that is extremely huge is that it is thousands of feet high and dozens of miles wide. It is impossible for people to see the edge of the tower under the tower. If it were not covered by the monks, even people in the northern region would be able to see this temple at a glance.
Surrounding this suspended main temple are forests of floating temples.
In this holy land of the Eastern Buddha Sect, all kinds of precious temples stand suspended in the air, which is a wonderful sight.
However, the contrast that really amazes those with a discerning eye is that in the entire Eastern Buddha Sect Holy Land, all the floating temples can feel the fluctuations of the formation. The reason why they can be suspended in the air is all due to the magical power of the monks.
Only the real Hanging Temple in the middle has no formation fluctuations in its entire body!
In other words, the reason why such a huge and majestic temple is suspended in the air depends entirely on itself. What a spectacle this is!
The building materials of this temple are all made of extremely precious hanging stones.
When the clan was established, it is said that all the hanging stones in the world were used to build this temple.
There is only this one in the whole world, there is no other home.
Ku Jue walked directly into the main temple without saying hello to anyone. He just stayed close to the corners all the way, looking particularly sneaky.
"Bitter sleep!" Suddenly a voice shouted.
The sound is as loud as a yellow bell and a big bell, and it makes people deafened.
All the monks passing by ignored him, and only their subconscious quickening of their pace showed the uneasiness in their hearts.
Ku Jue plucked his ears in displeasure and looked back: "Your name is Chun?"
The one who called for an end to suffering was also an old monk.
It's just that compared to the yellow-faced old monk Ku Jue, he is thinner, almost skinny and bones.
The whole person looks like a skeleton, which is intimidating.
Hearing Ku Jue's response, his eyes widened, and he suddenly became even more frightened: "How could you be so unprovoked in front of so many disciples?"
Such a skinny person seems to have endless power hidden in his body, and every sound he makes is like roaring with all his strength.
"The more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes, Kubing!" Kujue looked angry: "Do you still want to scream at me in private?"
This old monk, who was so skinny and skinny, turned out to be the first sufferer in the Jianglong Academy, and he was known as the first in the academy to have the greatest combat power.
However, in the face of Kujue, he had nowhere to use his power. He couldn't have an "internal strife" in front of all his disciples, right?
He glared fiercely to the left and right, causing the frightened monks on this floor to quickly disperse.
Then he continued to persuade in a 'shouting' voice: "No matter how young you are, you shouldn't always be so dishonest!"
"You are old now, okay? Stop being scary." Ku Jue squinted at him: "For those who don't know, you would think that our life in Xuankong Temple is so tight and we are so skinny that we will starve to death, right?"
He was speechless due to his illness, and he could only shout: "Brother Abbot is calling you to see him!"
"Senior Brother Abbot is so powerful, do I still need you to send a message? It's troublesome!" Ku Jue looked dissatisfied.
By this time, all the other monks had dispersed.
Kubing finally couldn't bear it anymore and roared angrily: "Then don't always pretend that you can't hear the 'voice' of senior abbot! How can you always pretend that you can't hear something that is directly delivered to your heart???
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"Why are you still in a hurry? Buddhism is a pure place!"
Kubing stopped talking, only his teeth were grinding loudly.
"Alas." Ku Jue sighed again, "Your teeth are really good."
"Kujue." Kubing took a few deep breaths, and then said as gently as possible in a loud voice: "Maybe we haven't competed for many years. It's better to choose a day than to bump into the sun. How about giving it a try?"
"Okay, okay, I have old arms and legs, but I still want to move! Don't worry about accidentally twisting a muscle!" Seeing Ku Shi was really anxious, Ku Jue patted his butt and left: "Since Senior Brother Abbot is leaving like this
If you don't leave me alone, I'll go see what he wants."
"Hey, why are you following me?"
"Is Jianglongyuan so busy?"
"If you don't want to take care of it, I'll take care of it for you!"
However, no matter what Kujue said next, Kudu just followed silently.
If he turns away, suffering will block his way.
Knowing that he couldn't avoid it, Kujue had no choice but to go to the abbot's meditation room.
"I'm in."
"I'm really in."
"Can you please stop following me?"
"Senior Brother Abbot and I have something important to do! You are just the head of the Dragon Subduing Courtyard..."
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In the end, Kubing followed Kujue into the abbot's Zen room.
Ku Ming was a fat monk with a sad face. He was born with a sense of suffering and suffered from two or three illnesses.
Especially compared to Ku Jue, an old monk with a yellow face, and Ku Bing, a skinny and sickly monk, they look much younger, seeming to be in their forties.
His face was gloomy, as if he was being wronged all the time, and even the two white eyebrows that reflected the years were drooping listlessly.
"Junior brother Ku Jue." Ku Ming said very worriedly, "How is your travel this time?"
"Senior Brother, don't worry!" Ku Jue suddenly beamed: "I have accepted another peerless disciple! The fate that Master calculated for me in the early years should be here. The next hundred-year competition will definitely be called the group of people in Mount Xumi.
The bald donkey looks good!”
The monk scolded the bald donkey, what is wrong with him...
Ku Ming's face became even sadder, and even his bald head looked a little gloomy.
On the other hand, Ku Bing was nearby and shouted, "There's no need for 'Peerless Disciple'! Our Xingkong Temple is empty, and we have two generations of disciples who are full of talents. It's just that there are only a few disciples of the Jingzi generation, and several of the leaders have no time to spare.
You recruit disciples to make up the number."
"What's the point of making up the numbers!" Ku Jue jumped up and down: "I, Ku Jue, will only accept disciples who are not peerless disciples! How can I just make up the numbers?"
Ku Bing stared and was about to say something.
Ku Ming was the first to speak up: "Junior Brother Ku Jue, when is this 'unparalleled disciple' you mentioned introduced to the mountain gate? After all, time is very tight."
"Don't be in a hurry, senior brother." Ku Jue said seriously: "Although my disciple cried bitterly and begged to enter the mountain gate early, the more so, the more I have to sharpen his temper. You must know that sharpening a knife will not miss the chance to chop wood. At work, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Good things always come with hardships, and the edge of a sword is sharpened..."
"Yes!" Kubing shouted, "Not yet?"
"Hmph, what do you know!" Ku Jue sneered: "Summer insects can't talk about candied haws!"
After that, he flicked the sleeves of his linen clothes that were leaking out of the wind and walked away.
It's okay to be rude to yourself, but it's still like this in front of the abbot. Qubing is really annoyed: "Brother abbot, look at this guy! How can he be so rude?"
"well."
Ku Ming sighed sadly: "Ku Jue entered the school three days before you, why do you never call him senior brother?"