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Although Abbot Yuanku had never seen him, the emperor Mu, who was rumored to be unparalleled in the world.

Observe its deeds and know its nature.

Fifteen years since being imprisoned in the cold palace, he has never been a disliked prince.

Then to today's Wiga, the top of the week.

The hardships and pains of this one may be unimaginable for outsiders.

After such tempering, Tianzi Mu must be firm and unwavering, just like a rock.

What he said is true to his heart.

What you think is unshakable.

In other words, if there is any negligence in Tianlong Temple.

If you annoy the other person, it would be very bad.

This is exactly what the Abbot Yuanku is worried about.

He has cultivated the heart of the Great Vajra Bodhi, and he is already the ninth level of the mortal realm, the innate great master.

A Zen mind is polished to be round and flawless, and the dust is not stained.

The body is faintly glowing, showing extraordinary things.

But the state of mind like Pinghu in the past is a bit difficult to be peaceful today.

"Tianlong Temple has always taken care of itself and has never intervened in the disputes of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

The Master Yuanxiang of the Bodhidharma Academy chanted the Buddha's name and calmly said:

"No matter how domineering Mu Tianzi acts, he always has to be reasonable."

Master Yuanfa of Luohantang's face was tense, and his thick eyebrows trembling like lying silkworms, the urn sounded and said:

"Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door."

"I'm not afraid of the shadow leaning while I'm waiting, so why worry."

"The holy driver will come, if you don't come, you won't come."

"The temple has been battered by wind and rain for thousands of years, so I haven't seen it before!"

He once went to Tianjing, but failed to pass through the twenty gates of the imperial city, and saw Mu Tianzi's peerless style of fighting against the three holy places.

The abbot nodded, his face calm.

The anxiety in my heart was quickly wiped out.

The first of you all sat on the futon, bowed their heads and chanted, waiting for the arrival of the holy driver.

About half an hour later, the little novice monk guarding the mountain gate hurried in footsteps.

Entering the Daxiong Hall, the voice panicked:

"Abbot, the big thing is not good!"

"The holy driver of Emperor Mu was blocked!"

Abbot Yuanku frowned and asked aloud:

"Who dares to stand in the way? Tell me more carefully!"

The generous voice, as if with a certain Buddha nature, easily calmed the little novice monk's anxiety and panic.

"Because the emperor Mu's saint drove the stele to dismount, did not dismount, go to the dismissal platform, and did not dismiss the troops."

"Uncle Yuanzhi stopped the people, and the two sides refused to yield to each other on the mountain road outside the gate."

Hearing this happened, Abbot Yuanku's face changed drastically.

Suddenly unable to maintain calm, he said in surprise:

"How can this be!"

He was thinking just now, don't offend the Emperor Da Zhou.

Who could have expected, there was a bad news immediately.

"Yuanzhi... is that monk who has been in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion all year round?"

Master Yuanfa, who is in charge of Arhat Hall, has a touch of anger in his eyes.

How could a messy sweeping monk emerge from this critical joint?

"Yes, Yuanzhi walked out of Mount Xumi, and later visited the Tianlong Temple, and has been repairing in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion."

Master Yuancheng from the precepts had sharp eyes, bursting with brilliance.

"This is obviously deliberate, and it's a shame!"

Abbot Yuan sighed bitterly when he heard the three characters Xumishan.

This is the end of the matter, and it can only be seen if there is any chance of salvation.

The emperor Shengjia was stopped outside the mountain gate.

Really need to care about it.

Sins are monstrous!

"Amitabha!"

Abbot Yuanku chanted the name of the Buddha, and his figure flashed out of the Daxiong Hall.

The rest of the first seats followed one after another, and went to pick them up outside the mountain gate in person.

...

...

"Master, it is a capital offense to stop the driver."

Fang Chengyun, the master of the imperial army, took the lead, squinting at the skinny monk wearing a green robe.

He clenched fists with both hands, murderous in his heart.

If it weren't for the Tianlong Temple, it was for the ancestral court of the Great Zhou Zen sect, a thousand-year-old ancient temple.

The bald donkey who got in the way had already fallen to the ground and his life was insecure.

"Amitabha! The monument to dismount the horse at the foot of the mountain was erected by the founding father of the country to write the letter "The civil officer dismounts the sedan chair, the military officer dismounts the horse".

"It's a serious crime for all the adults to ride like a dragon, but ignore the inscription and go straight to the mountain."

"Furthermore, every time you pass the disarming platform, you must disarm the weapon."

"This rule was personally set by the six generations of patriarchs, and it has not changed for thousands of years."

"The temple is a place of tranquillity, and there is no room for killing and hostility. Please follow it to your Majesty."

The Qingpao monk folded his hands together and did not take a step back.

Behind him is the vast gate of Tianlong Temple.

In front of him, is the mighty honour of the emperor.

"Okay! Monk, you have to know good and bad! Don't blame Fang for being merciless!"

Fang Chengyun came up angrily.

This time the emperor patrolled and hunted, he was the commander of the imperial army appointed by his majesty.

This meaning of importance, naturally needless to say.

Now Shengjia is blocked.

Every moment of delay, one's dereliction of duty increases by one more point.

Losing face is a small matter, and is regarded as a big deal by your Majesty as incompetent!

Thinking of this, Fang Chengyun became angry and made a bold move.

Family heirloom!

Eight Trends of Qinglong Exploring Claws!

The tall figure rose from the ground, and the real energy rushed out from the whole body, like a Jiaoyao Qinglong flying in the air.

With a grab with his right hand, the air flow violently rolled and hissed.

The violent strength, like a thunderbolt that blasted in the sky, blasted the green-robed monk blocking the road.

Fang Chengyun is very confident.

Sifang Hou's family heirlooms.

Pay attention to a mighty, hard and domineering.

Even if the Eighth Layer of the Mortal Realm, the Master of God Transformation may not be able to take it head-on.

"Offended, Commander Fang Da."

However, he saw the green-robed monk's left palm crossed his chest, forming a fundamental seal.

The empty robe was filled in an instant, like an inflated balloon.

The surging blue dragon probing claws rushed into within nine feet of the Qingpao monk.

It seemed to have encountered an invisible barrier that was extremely soft but extremely hard.

After a few sniffs, Pei Ran's energy dissipated on its own.

Immediately, it rewinded in a more violent manner.

Fang Chengyun, whose teeth and claws were flaring, looked slightly cold like a blue dragon.

He saw that this green-robed monk was extraordinary, a martial arts expert far better than himself.

The zhenqi is so strong that it can lay a qi wall more than nine feet thick. This kind of cultivation is the first figure in the Tianlong Temple.

Fang Cheng carried his spine up and down like a big dragon, and his body shook.

It seems to be riding the cloud and driving the fog, avoiding the menacing counterattack.

Roar!

Like a dragon!

Zhen Qi filled the acupuncture points, soaring circles of cyan flames.

The huge palm covers the mountain road, and the strength is surging.

Obviously.

The son of the Sifang Hou, the leader of the Shenjiying also had a profound accumulation.

With this claw, even the mountain road can be crushed.

Not to mention the body of flesh and blood!

The monk in the green robe was still expressionless, and his right hand did not move.

The skinny body glowed golden light, without any protection, intending to abruptly eat this vigorous Azure Dragon claws.

The two collided.

clang!

Like gold and iron!

It's like a bronze bell banging again!

There was a huge sound wave.

The solid mountain road split instantly, and rubble flew across.

Like a hidden weapon infused with true energy, it rustled and plunged deeply into the cliff.

"King Kong is not a bad body!"

Fang Chengyun fell on the ground, and his whole person was pushed back again and again by the counter-shock force.

His face was extremely ugly, and in front of many forbidden troops, he couldn't take a thief and bald donkey from Tianlong Temple for a long time.

In vain prestige!

How to lead soldiers in the future?

Not to mention being reused by His Majesty!

"It's a pity that the mountain road is narrow and can only accommodate two people in parallel, otherwise I will order the cavalry to charge and kill you, a thief, bald donkey!"

Fang Chengyun's complexion was cloudy and uncertain, and he was about to step forward again when he saw a white shadow fluttering.

"Yunshang Palace!"

He bowed slightly and bowed his fists.

"Someone blocked the way?"

Yun Shuyu glanced at the green-robed monk and asked faintly.

"Yes, this person claims to be a monk from Tianlong Temple, and he wants me to wait to dismount and release the soldiers."

Fang Chengyun sweated coldly on his forehead, and his Majesty sent Yunshang Palace over, obviously impatient to wait.

This is serious negligence!

"What a guts!"

Yun Shuyu's complexion was cold, and the dark sky moved the heaven and the earth.

It was as if the river was surging and the current was raging.

She is also a great master who has cultivated a law body anyway.

As soon as he showed his vigor, it caused changes in the astronomical phenomenon.

Clouds gathered, and the sky was dim, as if there was a heavy rain falling at any time.

"The female donor has profound martial arts, but she is not the opponent of the poor monk."

The Qingpao monk was very confident and said softly.

He has devoted himself to practicing in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for decades, although he has never fought with others, and has not even been on the Zhou Tian list.

It can be talked about the accumulation of martial arts, the true energy foundation, far beyond the ordinary mortal realm nine layers.

Even the abbot Yuanku of Tianlong Temple is inferior.

"The monk Longguang of Mount Xumi was expelled from the holy land for stealing the Buddhist scriptures of King Baoguang, and he was thrown into the Tianlong Monastery and renamed Yuanzhi!"

"Everyone in the world says that Yuanhui is a ‘dharma monk’, and all dharma is accessible!"

"The 72 stunts of Tianlong Temple, he is proficient in 37 ways alone!"

"But I don't know, you, the sweeping monk, are more powerful, and everyone knows it!"

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Zhu lip opened lightly, telling the past history of the Qingpao monk.

"The Black Dragon Terrace of the Great Zhou... is really pervasive."

Long Guang, or Monk Yuanzhi's complexion slightly changed.

"The past and the past are just passing by."

"Since the poor monk worships Tianlong Temple, he should maintain the rules of this place."

"Get off the horse and disarm the soldiers, then the Great Emperor Taizu of the Great Zhou had to guard."

"Mu Tianzi, could it be..."

Yun Shuyu rolled abruptly, and the surging river burst out across the mountain roads.

Just like the stern voice of a jade falling on the plate, this sounded:

"presumptuous!"

"Your Majesty is also something you can blame!"