Meng Zhao and the young people of the Tianlang clan could not see the disturbances outside the Xiaohanshan Temple, and after entering the temple, they were soon attracted by the buildings and arrangements in the temple.

Xiaohanshan Temple is actually the original source of Dacien Temple. Dacien Temple is the royal temple of the Beitang royal family. Although the Buddhist atmosphere in the temple is strong, it often represents the position of the royal family, and is not as pure as that of the Buddhist holy land like Landata Temple.

Therefore, there are also many things in Xiaohanshan Temple that are incompatible with the Buddhist temple.

For example, at present, a huge martial arts field that Meng Zhao and the young men of the Tianlang clan passed by, were paved with black square bricks. When they stepped on it, they were not only very solid, but also had a strong magnetic force to absorb it, which made people struggle step by step. It is of great help to practice martial arts, especially body skills, and physical body tempering.

For example, around this black brick school martial arts field, there are more than ten wood-made weapon stands, with swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, and eighteen kinds of weapons. Compared with ordinary Buddhist temples, most of them are sticks, and the second is swords, and the second is swords.

Whenever the monks of the Bull Demon clan went, they would tell Meng Zhao and the young people of the Tianlang clan that they would tell the inside story. Maybe they would live in Xiaohanshan Temple in the future and practice. It would not take much energy to sell it in advance.

But what was surprised by Meng Zhao and the young man from Tianlang clan was that although this Xiaohanshan Temple occupies a large area and has a large number of buildings and facilities, the number of monks seen was very small.

Meng Zhao didn't care about these things. The Tianlang clan Junyan might be young, so he took the initiative to ask.

The Bull Demon monk laughed and explained,

"My Xiaohanshan Temple is the only Buddhist practice place within a radius of thousands of miles. It presides over Master Nagarjuna's skills and great heavenly beings, and also practices supreme skills of gods and demons, and the Peacock King Sutra. There are more than one thousand people who want to worship Xiaohanshan Temple.

However, most of these people have bad intentions and are not sincere in their hearts to Buddha. They just want to learn advanced martial arts from it, and then they will act as a mighty person in their own race or tribe.

Master Nagarjuna was based on the idea of ​​having a teaching without discrimination, and the visitors were not afraid of it, and they all took them back to their disciples. However, after a period of time, he would drive him down the mountain after teaching a set of martial arts. Only those who truly respect the Buddha like me can stay.

These days, Master Nagarjuna selected disciples with robe and bowls, which was the top priority for me in Xiaohanshan Temple. Therefore, closing the mountain gate and not accepting ordinary disciples for the time being, it naturally looked a little deserted.

It will be very lively in some days!”

The young man from Tianlang nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of yearning, at least on the surface, as for what he thought in his heart, only he knew.

Meng Zhao raised his eyebrows. What happened to Nagarjuna Monk is such a great charity who sacrifices himself for others?

No matter how many people from other races learn martial arts, they drive them down the mountain, saying that these people are disheartened toward Buddha.

Why is it so awkward?

I don’t know if Meng Zhao was thinking too much or plotting too much, but he always felt that Nagarjuna was lying here.

One round is over, and then another round, one after another, forever.

As for the specific operation methods, there are too many.

Perhaps there is something wrong with the martial arts he taught. Once people from different ethnic groups practice his martial arts, they will be controlled by him. Nagarjuna can be said to have a surprise soldier in the polar ice field, where hundreds of races are rampant, and they can be used.

Perhaps, he is using these people to practice some kind of method, supernatural powers, and so-called martial arts, which are also traps. If he practices, he may eventually become the cultivation resources of Nagarjuna.

Of course, it is also possible that this is simply that Nagarjuna monk is kind-hearted and believes that Buddhism is vast and does not fear visitors and treats everyone equally.

But if this is the case, there is no such thing as choosing the successor of the robe and mantle today.

In short, Meng Zhao was more careful about the Nagarjuna Monk in his heart, and his body was completely clear and he did not reveal any flaws in his aura. Unless the Nagarjuna Monk had the power of gods and demons, he should not see the flaws.

Until the monk from the Bull Demon tribe brought Meng Zhao and the young people of the Tianlang tribe to an isolated monk's room.

The layout of this monk's room is very strange. Judging from the route Meng Zhao came in, it should be located in the north of Xiaohanshan Temple, connected to the upper corridor, or in a four-dimensional pattern, with at least six monk's rooms in one yard.

The monk's room is lonely and nestled among a dense array of python vines. The python vines are brown and green, with the thickness of arms, winding and crisscrossing like a large net, wrapping the monk's room in it.

On the left and right sides of the monk's room, there is a stone lion standing, majestic and sacred. At first glance, it looks lifelike, and the python vines are wrapped around it, as if they are wearing a layer of cassock.

On the front side of the monk's room is a path that allows three people to walk side by side.

The Bull Demon monks, Meng Zhao, and the young man from the Tianlang clan came to the monk's room through this path.

The Danqing played by Meng Zhao and the young people from the Tianlang clan were all lowered their eyebrows and looked calm and did not dare to breathe. It was obvious that the person who practiced in the monk's room should be the lord of Xiaohanshan Temple and the monk Nagarjuna.

"Master, the three levels of test have passed. The two people around me are all people who have passed the three levels. Please give me a decision."

The monks of the Bull Demon clan seemed very pious at this time, put their hands together and respectfully bowed to the front door of the monk's room before saying.

In fact, this is also nonsense. If Nagarjuna monks really knew nothing, they wouldn't have come here at all.

Then, a slightly hoarse and low voice came from the monk's room.

"You go down first, these two people stay."

The monk of the Bull Demon tribe touched the horns on his forehead, gave the two of them a look of asking for blessings, and then slowly retreated.

Meng Zhaoze looked at the young man from the Tianlang clan, without saying a word, but just stood quietly and waited.

And this wait took several hours.

From the sunny weather to the slightly falling snowflakes, to the storm and blizzards a moment later.

Meng Zhao and the young men of the Tianlang clan were even submerged in snow during this period.

However, the two still did not move or say a word.

I heard from the monks of the Bull Demon clan that they would be left in Xiaohanshan Temple for three days for the test, but perhaps, waiting like this is also a test.

Not to mention that Meng Zhao is a celestial being, even the young man of the Tianlang tribe was motionless and covered with snow for a day, he could still be used to it without any damage. After all, the true qi protects the body.

But, the difference lies in the difference in mood.
Chapter completed!