Funing County.

A corner in front of Dayan Temple.

Two figures stood facing each other.

"You came."

"I am coming."

"What are you doing here? You are already old, so why not go back and recuperate so that you can live a few more years."

"Who says I am old? I am only fifty-one this year. As long as I can make a breakthrough and enter the realm of a master, my lifespan can be extended by several decades. It will not be difficult to live to one hundred twenty or thirty."

"It seems that your turtle kung fu can be improved a lot when you reach the master level. But unfortunately, you can't get the secret treasure. I must be the one who gets the secret treasure!"

"You have beautiful thoughts, I will beat you to death!"

"Want to do it? Come and try it!"

The younger man took two steps back and assumed a posture like a crane spreading its wings. His eyes were particularly bright.

Another older middle-aged man bent down, like a bow, preparing for the first blow.

The young man is Yang Tai, the leader of the Xianhe Sect, and the older, middle-aged man is Sima Song, the leader of the Turtle Beast Sect.

The two of them faced each other, and their fist movements changed several times in succession. In the end, as if there was a tacit understanding, both of them jumped towards the back.

"Haha, concession, concession, that's it for today." Yang Tai raised his hand and said.

"Young boy Yang, we have known each other for many years. When I first met you, you were only ten years old, following your master and knowing nothing. Now you have grown to this point. It is not easy. It is not easy for the two of us.

There is no point in arguing here. If we get hurt because of this, it will be an advantage to others." Sima Song stretched out his hand to touch the beard on his chin and said with emotion.

"Yes, there are many warriors stuck in front of the Grandmaster, and many of them will come tonight. Then we can join forces and kill the others first." Yang Tai said, "However, Sima Sect Master does not need to rely on his elders, we are now equals.

Hand over, call me Master Yang from now on."

"Okay, Master Yang, I'm looking for you tonight to ask, why do you want to go to Dayan Temple? It is said that during the day, the abbot of Dayan Temple, the old monk Yanming, denied that there is a secret treasure in the temple..." Sima Song said.

Sima Song came late, and he really didn't know some things.

"This is not a secret. We did retreat during the day and believed the old monk's words. But in the evening, a warrior got a piece of news from a monk in the temple, that is, the top of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda in the Dayan Temple, the ninth

There is a white jade carved Buddha statue enshrined on the upper floor.”

"It's obvious that the Buddha statue carved in white jade refers to the White Jade Buddha. The old guy Yanming of Dayan Temple must be lying. Their Dayan Temple has a lot to do with the White Jade Buddha." Yang Tai said.

"In the past, the White Jade Buddha ruled the world. His own cultivation reached the level of a master. At the same time, he was a leader of the rebel army and proclaimed himself a king. However, after he was executed by Qi Taizu, most of the records related to him were

After being wiped out, it is normal for him to leave behind one or two lineages." Sima Song smiled slightly.

"Master Sima seems to know the White Jade Buddha quite well?" Yang Tai raised his eyebrows.

"You people from the Central Plains don't know much about the White Jade Buddha anymore. That's because Qi Taizu banned the White Jade Buddha's deeds in the past. But Qi Taizu can only control the Central Plains area. We and other overseas people can't control many of them.

The books are all kept overseas..." Sima Song said.

"In your opinion, can the method of the White Jade Buddha help us break through the realm and become a master?"

Even though the rumors outside were vivid, Yang Tai was still a little confused.

If there is a method that allows people to easily break through the masters, then why are the masters so rare and precious?

"I can't say, but I think that the White Jade Buddha's method may be useful, but it will never be that easy. However, for warriors like us, even if it is only 10% possible, we still have to give it a try." Sima Song

road.

For a warrior, entering the realm of a master is a lifelong pursuit, and it is much more attractive than gold, beauty, or anything else.

"Yes, no matter whether it is of great use or not, I still want to obtain that method." Yang Tai felt the same way and naturally understood how Sima Song felt.

"It's time for us to set off. If we're any later, someone might get there first," Sima Song reminded.

"Okay, let's set off now." Yang Tai nodded.

…

Dayan Temple.

There are many monks patrolling the temple with weapons.

Someone may visit the temple tonight, and the monks are already on guard.

In front of a Zen room, a monk was hurriedly running outside.

Suddenly, a figure fell from the sky and reached out to cover his mouth, dragging him into the shadows.

The monk struggled for a few times and stopped struggling when he felt the coolness of the blade on his neck.

There was a voice in his ear.

"If you dare to drink loudly, I will kill you." A gloomy voice came into his ears.

The monk was so frightened that his legs trembled and the warm water remained.

The man in black smelled the disgusting smell and wanted to kill the monk immediately.

He frowned and said, "Tell me, where did your host Yanming, the old bald donkey, go?"

He had already checked in advance and found that old abbot Yanming was not in his monastery.

"Abbott, he, he is in the tower." The monk whispered tremblingly.

After he finished answering, he felt a sharp pain in his neck and then lost consciousness.

The man in black wiped the blood from the blade on the monk's clothes, then stood up and left the place.

"It's on fire, no, it's on fire!"

Suddenly, many houses in Dayan Temple were ablaze with flames, and the monks rushed out of the houses and ran in all directions.

The originally orderly Dayan Temple fell into complete chaos. There were flashes of swords and swords everywhere, and people died under the swords from time to time.

The quacks are fighting with the monks, and at the same time they are fighting with each other.

After all, only a few strong people can really get close to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda.

Without the pressure of the imperial army and the cover of night, the people in the world no longer had any scruples, and they used all their strength to get rid of potential competitors.

"Let's go to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda."

After knocking out several warriors who were charging madly, Qingyun Seven Swords quickly ran towards the Big Wild Goose Pagoda.

Wait until they come to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda.

They found that there were only a few people in front of the tower.

"Those who have not touched the master realm here can leave."

A man in black standing closest to the gate of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda said in a sad voice.

"Who are you?"

One warrior shouted unconvinced.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the man in black pierced his chest with a sword and died on the spot.

"It's you, Donghai Yunbiehe!"

The speaker was Yuan Shi, the eldest sister of Qingyun Seven Swords.
Chapter completed!