Temple Under the Temple (Chinese)

A golden light broke through the roof of the ruined temple. Before it could last long, the golden light gradually faded and then dissipated.

Xu Changan closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in the golden light. When the golden light faded, he slowly opened his eyes, and then the jade talisman fell into his arms.

He opened his eyes, just feeling a little more comfortable, but as for other aspects, he could not feel any changes. But in Jian Wuwei's eyes, the little marquis seemed to have more inexplicable majesty than before, especially when the little marquis just opened his eyes, he almost couldn't help but kneel down to Xu Changan, as if he had seen a living Buddha.

However, this was only a moment.

Jian Wuwei pinched his palm and looked at the place where Xu Changan was sitting. His brows frowned into the word "chuan", and his heart was filled with worry.

Xu Changan stood up, he hurried over and looked at the position Xu Changan was doing.

Following his gaze, Xu Changan discovered that there was a Buddhist ten thousand characters above his location, but now the symbol is still there, but there is no spiritual energy.

It seemed like a handicraft carved by craftsmen for wealthy families, losing its original effect, and even a trace of red sword energy could be seen surging through the Buddhist seal. It was like the strong wind in the winter of the Northern Barbarians, trying to tear the earth apart.

"careful!"

Jian Wuwei suddenly shouted, pulling Xu Changan away. The two of them took a few steps back at the same time. The ten thousand characters carved by the craftsman suddenly exploded, and the entire ruined temple was filled with sword energy. It was sharp but not sharp, and it blew on his face like the cold wind.

"This is?"

Xu Changan was a little shocked and had some speculations in his heart.

"Senior! Are you still here?" Jian Wuwei did not care about Xu Chang'an, but shouted to the ground. The sword energy in the ruined temple slowly disappeared and fell into silence. Jian Wuwei's heart sank.

He glanced at the little marquis. He originally wanted to give him some luck, but he didn't expect that the situation would be the current situation.

"What's going on?" Xu Changan asked hurriedly as Jian Wuwei looked at Jian Wuwei with a change in his face.

Jian Wuwei sighed, looked up at Xu Changan, and then said, "Little Marquis, what you destroyed just now is the seal of Lingyin Temple?"

Xu Changan nodded and waited for his next sentence.

"There is a senior under this temple, and that is the seal. As long as the person who comes in with a token, no matter his qualifications or character, the senior under the temple will give him a few words. According to His Highness the Great Prince, there are only three tokens. I was given one at the beginning, but now one is in your hands, and the other is missing."

"This senior has great achievements in swordsmanship. I have received the kindness of love from his senior. He made an exception and guided me a few more times, so he has reached the point he is now."

When Xu Changan heard this, he opened his eyes wide. He had never heard of such things.

Besides, if there was really a senior who was sealed here, the Master wouldn't have known it.

Jian Wuwei seemed to see Xu Changan's doubts and spoke again.

"According to the eldest prince, this former

He was sealed here before the Holy Dynasty was established, and he only learned the news occasionally. As for the food of this senior, it was this mountain."

"This mountain?" Xu Changan opened his eyes widened impolitely.

"Yes, I don't know where my senior's cultivation has reached, and I have never seen him. However, I once heard from his senior that he had used mountains as his own words. He could even catch some insects, snakes, rats and ants from several miles away to make a tooth sacrifice. At the beginning, I followed the eldest prince's words and brought a few bottles of good wine and some hot food, so that afterwards, I came to this dilapidated temple every other month to follow the teachings of my senior."

After hearing this, how could Xu Changan not know what happened?

He knew that his actions just now should have destroyed the seal of Buddhism, and the old senior took the opportunity to leave.

Xu Changan smiled bitterly, feeling a little more grateful to the eldest prince, and at the same time felt a little more guilty towards Jian Wuwei. If he didn't come, he knew that the jade talisman given to him by Master would not absorb the Buddha's light just now, and would not automatically destroy the seal, causing Jian Wuwei to lose a great opportunity.

"I'm sorry!" Xu Changan lowered his head and hung his head.

Jian Wuwei sighed, patted Xu Changan on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, senior told me that learning swords depends on the heart. If the heart is firm, you will have some insights with Jian. Other people's words are just an introduction. The important thing is to see how you choose and how you understand it!"

After saying that, Jian Wuwei smiled freely.

Xu Changan did not feel less guilty because of Jian Wuwei's words, but instead felt even more guilty.

"It's really okay. I just heard the sound of that senior. I came to this dilapidated temple before, put down the food first, wait for a quarter of an hour, and then disappeared when I came back. Moreover, the voice of the senior seemed to be coming from the ground. Those days were like a dream. The senior who had never met taught me sword skills and asked me to practice. If he was sealed below, it would be good to be liberated as soon as possible."

Jian Wuwei smiled and said lightly.

Xu Changan smiled back when suddenly an old voice came.

"Boy, do you really think so?"

Jian Wuwei heard this sound and looked happy. He hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed twice.

"Senior, are you still here? Isn't the seal broken?"

The old voice was silent for a while before he said again: "But can those stinky bald donkeys seal me? It's hard for you. I even brought a small bald donkey to help me unseal it."

Just now, the senior was sleeping, and they didn't listen to the conversation between the two, let alone the name Jian Wuwei called Xu Changan.

Jian Wuwei was a little embarrassed when he heard this, so he could only say with a stingy forehead: "Senior, he is not a bald donkey, he also brought the token in."

The old voice paused, and then a loud laugh came.

"He is really not a bald donkey?" He seemed a little unbelievable.

"Take it seriously, I dare not deceive my seniors."

As soon as the words were finished, bursts of laughter came. At the same time, the entire temple began

After trembling, Xu Changan and Jian Wuwei looked shocked, looked at each other, and hurriedly stabilized their bodies.

"Okay, okay, old bald donkey, you lost."

As he said that, he hurriedly said, "Come in quickly, I want to see what that person looks like?"

After saying that, another burst of laughter came, which seemed extremely happy.

The little temple shook again, and after the laughter gradually diminished, the old voice said: "There is a secret door behind the broken Buddha, you two can come in from there!"

When Jian Wuwei heard this, the two nodded, then carried the food box and moved behind the Buddha, and indeed found a secret thought.

This secret passage is not secret. The temple is small and almost no one will come here, so no one will find it.

The two of them got out of the secret passage and soon came to the underground.

It was pitch black below, and the surroundings were silent, and there was no sound like a mouse. It was thought that the mouse had been slaughtered by this senior over the years.

Suddenly, the red sword energy was strong, like a gentle wind filling the entire secret room, and illuminating the entire secret room.

"Boy who knows "Shi Sheng", come and show me!"

The two looked around but found no one.

"What are you looking at, here!"

The old voice appeared again, and the two of them left after hearing the sound, and finally saw the senior in the corner.

His body was already filled with soil, almost blending with the wall, and he kept holding his hands high, as if he had lifted the temple up.

It should not be "as if", but he is one of the support points of this temple. It is indeed he who has supported the dilapidated temple.

The two of them came to the old man, especially Jian Wuwei. When they saw this old senior, they immediately put down the food box and kowtowed respectfully for a few times.

The old man ignored it, and two rays of light shot out in his eyes and looked at Xu Changan.

"You can "Shu Sheng"?"

Xu Changan nodded.

"Aren't you a monk?"

Xu Changan nodded again.

"You have almost learned all the martial arts of the six major sects?"

A hint of expectation appeared in his eyes. Xu Changan looked at him and forgot to cover it up and still nodded.

"Is Li Yishan in Shushan your master? Is he learning "The Sword Breaking Art"?"

When Xu Changan heard this, his eyes were surprised.

According to Jian Wuwei, this senior, who had been holding this broken temple for at least twenty years, could actually tell the name of the cripple and knew the "Breaking Sword Art"!

"Are you Senior Jianshan?"

Xu Changan hurriedly asked, "There is also the story of Li Yishan in this sword-breaking technique. Nowadays, not many people know about it. The person in front of him could say this. He really couldn't imagine who else except the old man Jianshan?"

"I'm not him!"

Xu Changan was obedient, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes, but he did not show it. "But I also know some of his trash "Breaking Sword Art"!"
Chapter completed!