The seven people in the monk's house each performed their own skills. Ling Muyun, who was lurking on the roof, also focused on memorizing the sword techniques of the six-mechanical divine swords. Before he knew it, he passed in the middle of the night. Dawn came, and a trace of white fish appeared in the east horizon.

Seeing that it was getting dark, the six-mechanical Divine Sword Score had been recorded again. Ling Muyun did not dare to stay here for more time, so as not to be seen by the monks in the temple. He immediately took advantage of the monks in the temple to quietly move the tiles back to their original place before the monks in the temple had not yet stood up, then jumped up, flew all the way back to the guest room arranged for him, and went to bed to rest.

After laying on the bed for a while, he heard the monks in the temple call Yong Zai Zhai. Ling Muyun got up and ate Zai Zhai. He called the little novice monk who was serving the abbot Benyin who arranged his residence yesterday and said, "I don't know how my brothers are doing? Are you okay?"

The little shami said, "This... donor Ling, I can't hide it from it. Prince Duan and Emperor Duan never came out after they entered Muni Hall with their master. I don't know his situation."

"That's the case, I wonder if the little master can pass it on for me, so that Brother Duan or Emperor Duan will meet me and understand the situation, so that I can decide to do it based on the situation." Ling Muyun said.

The little shaman couldn't help but look puzzled: "This...Muni Hall is the place where many monks in my temple can practice, and we usually don't dare to disturb you."

"I'm sorry to ask the little master to report to me. Even if the monks and Emperor Duan and others don't have time to see me, just give me a correct word."

"This... OK, the little monk will report to the donor." The little monk couldn't resist Ling Muyun's plea and nodded and agreed.

Seeing the little shaman leaving, Ling Muyun looked leisurely. Now that the six-mechanical divine sword has been obtained, Ling Muyun’s biggest goal to come to Tianlong Temple has been achieved. He asked the little shaman to inform him, but he was actually preparing to leave. If he had expected that, Duan Zhengming and the others would still be busy dealing with the Great Wheel Ming King Jiumozhi, and they would probably have no time to see him. At that time, as long as he had a message to let him leave first, he could justify it and escape from the right and wrong whirlpool of Tianlong Temple.

Time was not long, and the little novice monk came back and bowed to Ling Muyun with admiration and said, "Donald Ling, Master Ling, Master Duan, please see you at Muni Hall."

"Please go to Muni Hall?"

Ling Muyun couldn't help but be slightly stunned. This was inconsistent with his expectations. At this time, the people of the Duan family should be busy dealing with the upcoming King Jiumozhi of the Great Wheel? Why do you still have time to see him?

"Donald Ling, what's wrong with you?" the little shaman asked when he saw this.

When the little novice monk asked, Ling Muyun immediately reacted and said, "Oh, nothing, didn't it mean that Muni Hall is the place for the monks in your temple? Is it appropriate for me to go? Isn't it disturbing the monks' practice?"

"No, please go there and it's the meaning of the other masters of Muni Hall."

The little novice looked at Ling Muyun with admiration. It should be noted that Muni Hall is the retreat place for the top monks of Tianlong Temple. It is actually the most honorable place in Tianlong Temple. Even the disciples in the temple are not allowed to approach. Even as a person serving the abbot, he has no chance to enter Muni Hall to meet the monks. I didn’t expect that this young master Ling would have such a great face and that he could invite several monks to speak. It was so enviable.

Ling Muyun was actually a little confused. What did the monks from Tianlong Temple ask him to do at this moment? Didn’t he discover that he had secretly learned the Six-Meridian Divine Sword before? It shouldn’t be. If Ku Rong and others really discovered his previous voyeurism, they should have had an attack at that time, so how could they let him back?

"Since that's the case, please ask the little master to lead the way."

Ling Muyun reached out and made a gesture of inviting the little shaman. After thinking about it again and again, he couldn't figure it out, so he just acted according to the opportunity.

At the moment, the little shaman is leading the way, and Ling Muyun follows out of the room. Although Ling Muyun just came back from Muni Hall not long ago and is very familiar with the path there, he naturally would not be stupid enough to show it. He pretended to be ignorant of the way and followed the little shaman obediently.

The group of two people passed Ruihe Gate, passed the Puotian Gate, the Qingdu Yaotai, Wuwujing, Sanyuan Palace, Tushita Dashi Academy, Yuhua Academy, and Prajna Platform. They came to a long corridor and walked west along the corridor. Soon after, they came to a few wooden houses, and it was Muni Hall.

As soon as the two of them arrived in front of Muni Hall, they saw the door of Muni Hall "creaking" and the three of them met one after another. It was the abbot of Benyin, Duan Zhengming, and Duan Yu, the three of them. However, the masters of Tianlong Temple had already heard the footsteps of Ling Muyun and the little shaman in the house, so they opened the door and went out to greet them.

"Your Majesty, why are you..."

Ling Muyun looked at Duan Zhengming with a pretentious surprise. Although he had known before that Duan Zhengming had shaved his hair and dressed up as a monk, of course he could not reveal it at this time.

"My nephew, please come in first. Let me enter the house and then explain it in detail to you." Emperor Baoding said.

The little shaman who led the way bowed to Benyin and others and then retreated respectfully. Ling Muyun followed Duan Zhengming and others into Muni Hall.

After entering Muni Hall, Ling Muyun found that the six-mechanical divine sword sword scores that were originally hung on the four walls had been put away and placed in front of Ku Rong.

Under Duan Zhengming's introduction, Ling Muyun, Benguan, Benguan, Benxiang and others had seen each other, while Elder Kurong sat facing the wall and did not meet Ling Muyun. Ling Muyun knew that Kurong was sitting in Ku Zen, and even spoke to Benyin and others, so he didn't think it was strange.

However, seeing the attitude of everyone meeting him with courtesy, it was not as if he was about to sue him, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in my heart.

Next, Duan Zhengming briefly introduced to Ling Muyun about the worship letter from Jiumozhi to Tianlong Temple, and wanted to borrow the Six-Meridian Divine Sword of the Temple Town Temple to pay tribute to his old friend Murong Bo, and the reason why he shave his hair and shave. Then he told Ling Muyun about the intention of inviting him to Muni Hall this time.

After listening to Duan Zhengming's narration, Ling Muyun understood what was going on. It turned out that the monks of Tianlong Temple also knew that Jiumozhi came to borrow the sword score of the Six-Meridian Divine Sword, and they were afraid that they would have to have a dispute. If Jiumozhi could not do it as he wished, he would go outside to slander Tianlong Temple in a rude and unreasonable way, which would inevitably mislead people's eyes and audiences. So after Ling Muyun entrusted Xiaoshami to come and spread it, Ku Rong suggested that Ling Muyun, the third party, be invited to testify!

Ling Muyun hesitated for a moment and agreed. Since Duan Zhengming and others asked for it, he couldn't refuse. Besides, he knew that Jiumozhi would inevitably compete with the monks of Tianlong Temple this time, and he could take this opportunity to see the power of the Flame Sword and the Six-Meridian Divine Sword.

Now that the abbot took a cushion for Ling Muyun, Ling Muyun sat down in Muni Hall, Duan Zhengming and others continued to figure out the Heart Sword Technique of the Six-Meridian Divine Sword.

Not long after, I suddenly heard a silent sing of Brahma floating from afar, and the sound was erratic and difficult to calm down. I didn’t know where it was making a sound, but it seemed like the sound of Buddha coming from the sky. Ling Muyun suddenly felt alert in his heart, knowing that this was done by people with extremely high internal strength, and it was probably because of Jiumozhi.

Sure enough, Master Kurong, who was sitting facing the wall, suddenly said, "Good, good! The Great Pure Wheel King has arrived, how are you practicing?"

Bensan said: "Although it is not so skillful, it seems that it is enough to meet the enemy."

Ku Rong said, "It's very good, I don't want to walk around, so I'll ask King Ming to come to Muni Hall to have a meeting."

"Yes!" Benyin's abbot agreed and got up and walked out.

My temple took five futons, placed one row in the east head, and one futon was placed in the west head. I sat on the first futon in the east head, the first futon in the first head, the second futon in the first place, the fourth futon in the first place, and left the third futon empty to the abbot Benyin, and Emperor Baoding sat on the fifth futon. Duan Yu did not sit at the seat, so he stood behind Duan Zhengming.

Duan Zhengming looked back at his nephew and said, "Yu'er, there will be a fierce battle later. The sword energy in the room is very dangerous. Uncle can't be distracted to protect you. You can go outside and walk."

Duan Yu felt sad and said, "Uncle, I...I want to follow you, I'm not sure you fight with someone else's sword..." When he said the last few words, his voice was already a little choked.

Duan Zhengming was moved by Duan Yu's filial piety and could not help but feel slightly moved.

At this moment, he suddenly heard Master Kurong say, "Yu'er, sit in front of me, no matter how powerful the Great Wheel King is, he can't hurt you a hair." His voice was still cold, but his meaning was quite arrogant.

"Yes." Duan Yu agreed, bent down and walked to Master Kurong, not daring to look at his face, but also sat cross-legged. Master Kurong's body was much taller than Duan Yu, covering his body.

Duan Zhengming immediately felt relieved. Master Kurong not only had the highest seniority in Tianlong Temple, but also had the strongest status, but also had the strongest strength. His Zen skills were enough to be arrogant in the world. It was more than enough to protect Duan Yu.

Duan Zhengming turned to Ling Muyun and said, "Nephew Ling, you must be careful later."

Ling Muyun smiled and nodded: "Your Majesty, please rest assured. I will be careful. Although I am not as good as those of the monks in martial arts, I think it's okay to be an audience."

Ling Muyun picked up his cushion, walked to the south and sat down against the wall, waiting for the show to take place. Everyone in the Muni Hall prepared and silenced in an instant.

After a while, the voice of Benyin's abbot heard outside the house: "Ming Wang, please move to Muni Hall here."

At this time, another voice heard: "I have a job leading the way."

The voice was very kind and humble, polite, and he didn't look like a strong and fierce person at all. He should be the King of the Great Wheel Ming Jiumozhi.

In addition to the two people talking, there were eight or nine people listening to the footsteps, but the footsteps were much heavier than the two. Muni Hall is an important place in Tianlong Temple, and ordinary temples are not allowed to approach each other. I think these people are mostly followers brought by Jiumozhi.

When the door was pushed open with a creaking sound, Benyin's abbot said, "Please, King Ming!"

"It's rude." The King of Dalun Ming said politely, and then stepped into the hall, and took the lead in commending the rituals to Master Kurong and Rong, saying: "Jiu Mozhi, a junior in Tubo, please see the master of the previous master. There is always constant and impermanent, and the two trees wither and flourish, north, south, west and east, neither fake nor empty!"

Ling Muyun did not understand Buddhism and could not understand what these four verses meant, but the many monks present in Tianlong Temple were shocked and thought that this great wheel Ming Wang was profound in knowledge and indeed well-known. He actually revealed the origin of the master Kurong's Zen that Master Kurong learned from him as soon as he met him.

The Buddha Shakyamuni entered the extinction between the two trees of Sala in the city of Kushina. There were two trees in the east, west, south, north, and two trees on each side were one withered and one withered, called "Four Deads and Four Rises". According to the Buddhist scriptures, the two trees in the east mean "permanent and impermanent", the two trees in the south mean "pleasure and no happiness", the two trees in the west mean "self and no self", and the two trees in the north mean "purity and no purity". The lush and prosperous tree means the original appearance of Nirvana: constant, joy, self, purity; the withered and withered trees show the world's appearance: impermanent, no happiness, no self, no purity. The Tathagata Buddha entered the extinction between these eight realms, meaning neither decay nor prosperity, neither false nor emptiness.

Master Kurong has been practicing Kucheng for decades, but he can only cultivate to a state of half-dry and half-dry, and cannot cultivate to a higher level of "neither dry nor prosperous, nor prosperous, but also prosperous". Therefore, when he heard the words of the Great Wheel Mingwang, he was immediately awe-inspiring and said: "Mingwang is here, but I have not yet met you. Please forgive me."

Jiumozhi, the king of the Great Lun Ming Dynasty, said: "The reputation of Tianlong Temple is admired by the little monk Su. Today I am happy to see the solemn treasure."

Ling Muyun looked at Jiumozhi, the famous king of the Great Wheel in the Tianlong world, and saw him wearing a yellow monk's robe. He was less than fifty years old, with his clothes and straw shoes, his face full of spirit, as if there was a flowing light, and it looked like a bright jewel and jade, which naturally shone brightly. It made people feel admiring and approaching at first sight.

However, Ling Muyun knew that although Jiumozhi looked like a great monk, he was actually not a good man. In the original history, he had done a lot of evil things, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a traitor and evil person. If it weren't for the fact that Duan Yu's inner strength was sucked away by his Beiming magic skills and thus he had a great enlightenment, he would probably not have left the reputation of a generation of monks in history.

Looking out from the Panmen, I saw eight or nine men standing outside the door, most of whom were hideous and awe-inspiring, unlike the Middle Earth people. They were the followers brought by the Dalun Ming King from the Tubo Kingdom. But they were not qualified enough and could not enter the house, so they stayed outside the house.

While Ling Muyun was looking at Jiumozhi, Jiumozhi also noticed Ling Muyun. After all, although there were many people in the Muni Hall, only Ling Muyun and Duan Yu were dressed up as laymen. Duan Yu hid behind Zen Master Kurong, so Ling Muyun seemed very conspicuous.

When his eyes swept over Ling Muyun, Jiumozhi's brows frowned slightly. He came prepared this time and had already found out most of the details of Tianlong Temple. He knew that Ku Rong and others had always been in seclusion and practiced in peace and did not see outsiders. But at this age, Ling Muyun's outfit could not be a native of Tianlong Temple, no matter how he looked, why?

Thinking of this, Jiumozhi asked, "Benyin Abbot, I don't know that this young man is..."

Benyin smiled faintly and introduced him to him: "King Ming, this is Ling Muyun, a martial arts handsome man from the Central Plains. This time he came to Dali and visited our temple. When the King of Ming came, he came here to see the style of King of Ming."

Ling Muyun immediately stood up, clasped his fists to Jiumozhi and said, "Although I am in the Central Plains, I have heard of the name of the Ming King of Daxue Mountain. I know that the Ming King is a Buddhist monk and a martial arts senior, and I admire him very much. Therefore, when he heard that the Ming King came, he dared to ask several monks to come and meet him. I hope the Ming King will forgive him for any rudeness."

"Young Master Ling, I am so sorry, I dare not take it." Jiumozhi was polite, and his mind flew around, and he kept thinking about what powerful figure in the Central Plains martial arts world is named Ling, and where is Ling Muyun from?

But even though he had lost his head, he could not think of Ling Muyun's origin. How could he know that Ling Muyun is not from the Tianlong World at all. It has been less than half a year since he arrived in the Tianlong World and has never appeared in the Central Plains Martial Arts before. How could he have heard of the name?

At this time, I heard the abbot Benyin say, "Please sit down, King Ming."

Jiumozhi immediately thanked him and sat down. After thinking about it for a while, he could not think about Ling Muyun's origin, so Jiumozhi simply stopped thinking about it. Although Ling Muyun's appearance was beyond his expectations and was considered a variable, judging from Ling Muyun's age, he must be too high in martial arts. Even if there are variables, it is just a small variable, and he can handle it.

After sitting down, Jiumozhi put his hands together and said, "The monks must have read the greeting book that the young monk sent someone to send him to him. In the past, the young monk met and met Mr. Murong Bo in Gusu and talked about martial arts. This Mr. Murong was very good at martial arts in the world. The young monk got his advice for several days, and his life was doubtful and quite understood. He also gave Mr. Murong apologized to give him a secret book of martial arts, with deep kindness and virtue, and he would never dare to forget it."

Speaking of this, a trace of sadness appeared on Jiumozhi's face and said, "I don't expect that the great hero will never die. Mr. Murong Bo will return to the Pure Land. In order to repay his old friend, the monk wanted to borrow the Six-Meridian Divine Sword from the temple to sacrifice it. I would like to ask for it without any worries, and I hope all the elders will be merciful!" 1

Abbot Benyin said: "When King Ming and Mr. Murong meet each other, it is a cause and condition. Once the fate is over, why force it? Mr. Murong is reborn in the Pure Land, worshiping Buddha in the Lotus Pond, and doing martial arts in the world, how can he care about it anymore? Isn't Ming Wang's actions extravagant?"

Jiumozhi said: "The abbot's guidance is indeed the ultimate truth. It is just that the young monk is stubborn by nature. He has been in seclusion for forty days and has never stopped missing his good friends. When Mr. Murong talked about the sword technique in the world, he firmly believed that the "Six-Meridian Divine Sword" of Tianlong Temple in Dali was the best among all swords in the world. He hated him for not seeing it, which was the biggest regret in his life."

In the eyes of the light flashed, he said, "My temple is remote in the southern border. I am really honored and favored by Mr. Murong. But I wonder why Mr. Murong didn't come here to borrow the Sword Sutra to see it?"

Jiumozhi sighed, his expression changed miserably, and he was silent for a while before saying, "Mr. Murong knew that this sutra was the treasure of the temple. He was calm and asked for observation, but he would not agree. He said that the Duan family of Dali was the emperor, and he did not forget his loyalty in the past, benevolent and loving the people, and was benevolent and benevolent, and he was not convenient for him to steal and take over for his own selfish desires."
Chapter completed!