"Second Master Uncle, this is the guest received by the master," the disciple next to him who led Xu Zimo and others to the Zen room quickly responded.
"Master?" The monk looked at Xu Zimo and the two, and then said suspiciously.
"Senior Brother Qianjun, doesn't he know what this period is like?"
"I'm just following the master's instructions," the disciple said, shaking his head.
The monk snorted coldly, looked at Xu Zimo and asked, "What are you doing in Wuhua Temple?"
"I don't think I need to explain this to you," Xu Zimo said lightly.
"We have the permission of Master Wu, what does this have to do with you?"
"How brave," the monk shouted angrily.
Then he waved his hand, and the power of the Holy Pulse Realm gathered around him.
Said: "Then I will capture you first, and then go to the leader to ask for an explanation."
The blue-robed monk lowered his big hand as he spoke.
The space around him was vibrating with astonishing power.
King Qin You next to him snorted coldly and slapped him in the face.
"Ants!"
With a "boom", endless air waves rippled around, and the figure of the blue-robed monk was directly thrown away.
"Uncle Master," the monk next to him quickly exclaimed.
The blue-robed monk stood up from the ground and looked at King Qin You solemnly.
Divine veins or immortality?
He didn't feel it just now, but the opponent's blow left him without any strength to fight back.
Finally, the blue-robed monk took a deep breath, turned around and left without saying a word.
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"Why are you so polite to them?" King Qin You said with a frown.
"With our strength, we can't solve a Wuhua Temple."
"It's not good if everyone knows about it," Xu Zimo said, shaking his head.
"Now is not the opportunity to show off our strength. Don't forget the purpose of our trip."
King Qin You nodded and said nothing more.
Several people followed the young monk into the Zen room.
This Zen room is very simply decorated, with a bed, a table and a small cabinet.
There is still the faint fragrance of Buddhist incense in the air.
"If you two think there is no problem, then the young monk will leave first."
Xu Zimo asked with a smile: "Is there any disagreement between your second uncle just now and Master Wu?"
The young monk was startled and quickly shook his head and said, "The donor misunderstood. It's just that Uncle Second Master has a straightforward personality and easily offends people."
As the young monk left, King Qin You looked at Xu Zimo and asked: "Then what should we do next?"
"Wait," Xu Zimo wiped the Ba Ying in his hand and replied calmly.
"Wait?" King Qin You was stunned, as if he didn't understand.
"Do you know why I chose this time to come to Wuhua Temple?" Xu Zimo asked.
"How much do you know about the Burial Buddha Temple?"
After hearing Xu Zimo's words, King Qin You fell silent slightly.
He knew that Xu Zimo must have his own reasons for doing this, so he didn't ask any more questions.
It's just that that thing is very important to them Gu Ming, and there is no room for sloppiness.
Wuhua Temple seemed particularly peaceful in the next few days.
The monks in the courtyard are often in a hurry, and they feel as if a storm is coming.
Xu Zimo seemed very comfortable and took King Qin You to visit Wuhua Temple all day long.
Except for some forbidden areas, there are no places that are off limits.
What's just weird is the Buddha statues enshrined in the many halls of Wuhua Temple.
These Buddhist incense are not those of Buddha, Bodhisattva, Arhat and the like that are widely circulated among people.
Instead, they were some Buddha statues that Xu Zimo had never seen before.
This temple is full of weirdness, which makes people think deeply and fearfully.
On the fifth day after arriving at Wuhua Temple, Wuhua Temple suddenly became lively.
More and more people from outside the world come to visit the temple.
These people were all arranged in the Zen room near Xu Zimo.
I think this place is specially designed to entertain guests.
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The sky outside is a little gloomy.
Perhaps it is because autumn is turning into winter, and the weather is getting colder and colder amid the continuous autumn rain.
Those who practice martial arts are not afraid of the cold.
In the afternoon, light raindrops began to fall slowly among the dark clouds.
Xu Zimo stood in front of the window, looking into the distance.
"What are you looking at?" King Qin You walked in and asked curiously.
"There are already thirteen groups of people," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
In just one day, thirteen groups of people from different origins have come to Wuhua Temple.
While the two were talking, they saw Wu Qianjun coming here again with a group of people.
"They are those from the Xianfan Sect," King Qin You said with a frown.
Except for Wu Qianjun, the remaining members of this group were the three people from the Xianfan Sect.
An elder, a son and a saint.
"During this period, people's attention must have been attracted by the Wandan Conference," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"It's a pity that no one could have imagined that under this grand event, there is still an overt and covert struggle going on."
"Should we deal with them all?" King Qin You asked in a low voice.
"Anyone who stops us from taking our things will be killed," Xu Zimo replied calmly.
King Qin You nodded quickly.
In the afternoon, Xu Zimo and he went to the fasting room of Wuhua Temple for dinner.
When the two of them arrived, they found that most of the seats in the fasting room were already filled with people.
"It seems to be getting more and more lively," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
These people were all looking at Xu Zimo and the others, or in other words, they were looking at each other.
As soon as the two sat down, they saw a man in red robe walking over from the table next to them.
"Liu Zongfang, what do you call me?" the man in red robe asked warmly, holding a folding fan in his hand.
"Liu Zongfang?" Xu Zimo was slightly startled and asked, "The founder of Liu style swordsmanship?"
"It's all just a false name," Liu Zongfang quickly shook his head and said, "It's just that people think highly of it and say it is self-made. In fact, it draws on too many paths that have been taken by the predecessors."
Speaking of Liu Zongfang, this person's name is still very loud in the Eastern Continent.
Although he is just a casual cultivator, his cultivation is strong.
Some first-rate forces once asked him to become the honorary elder of the sect, but he rejected them all.
Moreover, his self-created Liu-style sword technique is also very powerful in the Eastern Continent.
This person has blazed his own true path.
"My name is Xu Zimo, and this is my friend Qin You," Xu Zimo introduced.
"You two came here this time probably because of that place," Liu Zongfang said with a smile.
"Who among the people here is not?" Xu Zimo asked rhetorically.
"Have those two really known that place?"
"This is natural," Xu Zimo nodded.
"Are you sure?" Liu Zongfang continued to ask.
"I never do anything I'm not sure about," Xu Zimo replied.
"But Brother Liu, have you ever truly understood what that place is?
Although Brother Liu's strength is not weak, if he goes to a place like that, whether he can come back remains to be seen."
