"I'm ashamed to say that the evil beast is a long-lived turtle kept in this temple!"

Shi Yannian shook his head and said a pity.

A major feature of Putuo Temple is that many longevity turtles were raised in the large pond in front of the temple. Unexpectedly, a mutated longevity turtle appeared. After devouring his kind, he focused his eyes on the monks who usually support him.

This mutated longevity turtle is the size of a small building. It destroyed the walls of the temple and broke into the temple to destroy it. Fortunately, it was not a place where crowds were dense, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Shi Dalong, the monks and the villagers' evolutionists were defeated by the mutated longevity turtle, and finally relied on the knight's actions to make Putuo Temple safe.

"I dare to ask where that knight is now?"

Chen Wu asked.

"It's a pity that he left the temple two days ago and headed towards the city."

Shi Yannian said: "I only know that the donor, Shangguan, is good at using a long sword. The sword energy destroys the edge and the potential energy can open up mountains."

After Shi Yannian finished speaking, the thick and distant bell rang throughout Putuo Temple.

The bell rang five times in a row, as if it was magical, which made the listeners relax.

"The time is up. I will take Donor Chen to meet the elders. Please wait here."

Shi Yannian stood up and said, "Dalong, take good care of the guests and don't say anything frivolous."

"Don't worry, host!"

Shi Dalong responded with his fist.

Chen Wu sorted out his clothes and made himself look more energetic. He followed Shi Yannian through the corridor and entered the side hall.

Along the way, I saw many busy monks and strong men returning from the back mountain carrying farm tools. It seems that the bell sounds in addition to calling time and meditation.

Passing the magnificent Grand Hall from the front of the door, Chen Wu followed Shi Yannian to a bell tower where few people came. It was inside the former abbot of Putuo Temple and is now respected as the elder of the temple.

There is a Dalu bronze bell with a respect of 7,000 kilograms on the bell tower, and there is also a passage on the top of the top to directly lead to the Sutra Pavilion.

Chen Wu followed Shi Yannian along the steps and went straight to the highest level. Chen Wu found that there was naturally abundance of spiritual energy, which was a good place for practice.

Two young monks who stayed behind in the bell tower ringing the bells bowed and said their leave. Shi Yannian took Chen Wu into a small room at the highest point.

An old monk sat upright in plain clothes, his eyes closed, and he entered into meditation like a living Buddha.

"Abbot."

Shi Yannian respectfully called the old man.

"Amitabha, this little fellow Taoist has a great murder."

The old abbot opened his eyes and said with kindness.

He was a monk who was known as Master Jingyi. He was very famous in the Buddhist world of China. Because he was old and had difficulty moving, he no longer served as the presidency of the temple and was revered as the elder of Putuo Temple.

Chen Wu was also shocked. Although this old abbot was not an evolver, he was surrounded by countless spiritual energy in his body!

He is worthy of being a Taoist monk.

Chen Wu, the name of Master Jingyi, has also heard of it. He smiled awkwardly and didn't know how to answer.

After Shi Yannian greeted Master Jingyi, he whispered to Master Jingyi and then left.

"I heard from the host that the little Taoist fellow Taoist is the descendant of the Sami Sect?"

Master Jingyi said with a smile, his eyes were not big, but Chen Wu felt that he had been seen through.

"Yes, I have magic tools to prove it."

Chen Wu smiled and took out the Pixiu jade pendant and said.

As soon as he entered the room, the Pixiu jade pendant began to absorb spiritual energy, and the luminous chest could not be blocked. Chen Wu simply took it out and let it absorb spiritual energy openly.

"Friend Taoist, you can't take this thing out for others to show it."

Master Jingyi's eyes widened a little, and he asked with interest:

"The little Taoist fellow named Chen, who is you, Taoist Master Longhu Chen Jinmu?"

Chen Wu was stunned. He had never heard of Taoist Master Longhu, but Chen Jinmu was his grandfather's name!

"It's the ancestor of the family."

Chen Wu replied obediently that the Pixiu jade pendant in his hand was crazyly absorbing spiritual energy, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

Master Jingyi did not stop Chen Wu. Although the area of ​​this small room was not large, its spiritual energy was very abundant. Even if the Pixiu jade pendant was absorbed wildly, the spiritual energy would not become thinner.

"I dare to ask where Ling Zu is now? I haven't seen him for nearly thirty years."

Master Jingyi sighed.

"I dare to sue the wizard, my family ancestor has evolved into a feather two years ago."

Chen Wu lowered his head and said.

"It's a pity, but if he is still alive, this sect's magic weapon will not be passed to you."

"The Sami Sect has always been a single-passing church. Although the believers are wide, the incense is not strong, and it is almost lost."

"Take the Pixiu jade pendant in your hand as an example. This is your sect's spiritual-controlling magic weapon. It was passed down from the third generation of the Taoist lord of the Heavenly Master in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. Chen Jinmu was very precious, and even I only saw him take it out and use it once."

Master Jingyi was a little sad.

"Kinmu, I thought that after parting in Phoenix Mountain thirty years ago, there would be no connection in this life. I didn't expect to see your grandson today. It's really a blessing to be fooled by others."

Master Jingyi sighed.

"Are the wizards and the ancestors of the family acquaintances?"

Chen Wu asked curiously.

“This is natural…”

Master Jingyi said slowly.

The Sami Sect originated from the Heavenly Master Dao and was founded by Zhang Daoling, the first generation of the "Heavenly Master" and later developed into the hands of Zhang Lu, the third generation of the Heavenly Master. The Sami Sect is just one of the twenty-four sects of the Heavenly Master Dao.

During the Western Jin Dynasty, the Tianshi Dao began to differentiate into the north and south sects, and it was not until the Song and Yuan Dynasties that it was merged into the Zhengdao and spread again. The Sami Sect was a folk sect left in the former land of Sichuan and Shu, and belonged to the southern sect Tianshi Dao.

The memories in Chen Wu's mind suddenly became alive, and all the things that his grandfather had told him when he was a child poured into his consciousness!

"So, fellow Taoist, don't mention the Maoshan South Sect anymore. You are the leader of the Sami Sect of the 24th Sect of the Orthodox Heavenly Master Dao. You are much nobler than those wild Taoist priests in Maoshan."

Master Jingyi said with a smile, seeing through Chen Wu's forged identity.

"Xiaodao is a little unfamiliar with knowledge, so please tell me more about the past."

Chen Wu lowered his head embarrassedly.

Through Master Jingyi's narration, Chen Wu learned that his grandfather Chen Jinmu was the descendant of the 15th Sami Sect. He went to Fenghuang Mountain with his friend, the then-Putou Temple host, to suppress the evil spirits 30 years ago.

After no longer having any evil spirits in eastern Guangdong, Chen Jinmu, who had no intention of practicing immortality, chose to hide his identity for 30 years. There was no Taoist priest Longhu who was free and easy, and an old naughty boy who loved to tell stories to his grandson.

The Pixiu jade pendant passed down to Chen Wu before his grandfather passed away means that he became the 16th generation descendant of the Sami Sect.

"The little fellow Taoist is Jin Mu's grandson. I naturally cannot neglect it. You can take the spiritual energy of the world all over the house. As for the state that can restore this magic weapon to, it depends on your own fortune."

Master Jingyi smiled.

Chen Wu was shocked and almost forgot to use his mental power to pull the jade pendant to absorb spiritual energy.

I am actually the 16th generation descendant of the Sami Sect, and I am the only seedling!

Grandpa, I want to not want to cultivate immortality!

"The master's gratitude for enlightenment is endlessly grateful to the Tao!"

Chen Wu said seriously.

Master Jingyi smiled without saying a word.
Chapter completed!