Chapter 99

At the foot of Shaoshi mountain, pilgrims and believers who go up the mountain to burn incense and worship the Buddha and listen to the Dharma.

It has been going down the mountain.

On the official road, a carriage came and stopped at the side of the road. First, a young man with cold face and white hair in black jumped down.

He was carrying a huge sword and his eyebrows were sharp.

With his help, an old man with white hair stepped down with a dignified face.

Ji Yuan, the old villa leader of Wujian mountain villa.

The young man in black and white hair is his grandson, Jijian, the young villa leader born with sword bone.

"Jian Er, you are born with a sword bone and have been recognized by Juque sword. You are the most dazzling pride of Wujian villa in the past century."

"This big match is a good experience opportunity."

"When the sword opens its edge and drinks blood, you must take advantage of this opportunity to understand the third level of the sword realm: the heavy sword does not work without edge."

Ji Yuan, the old villa leader, looked at his grandson with a happy face and felt proud. He told him, "your sword heart is becoming more and more perfect and stable. It's time to build a foundation and break through the congenital."

Tianbei City Wudao alliance, wudazhongmen Wenshu courtyard, hengdaozong, Wujian mountain villa, Nangong aristocratic family

Shao... Lin... Don't mention it.

Wujian mountain villa ranks third in martial arts strength.

Jijian is the future young villa leader of Wujian mountain villa. His Tianjiao is konjian, the eldest disciple of the abbot of Manjusri Academy.

It's the direct descendant of hengdaozong and the imperial leader's successor, Na Lanyan.

Kong Jian and Na Lanyan are the top Tianjiao who have built a foundation.

Jijian is only the ninth day after tomorrow, but in the heart of the old villa leader Jiyuan, he is his grandson.

That's no worse than empty meeting and Nalan Yan.

His grandson was born with sword bone and was recognized by Juque sword. He is the most dazzling Kendo genius in Wujian villa in the past century.

In order to stabilize the heart of the sword and improve the realm of kendo, I have never chosen to build a foundation.

It's accumulation.

Suppressed.

Otherwise, his grandson Ji Jian's martial arts cultivation will not be worse than Kong Jian and Nalan Yan.

"Grandpa, don't worry, my grandson will revive the glory of Wujian villa a hundred years ago."

A sword Qi surges from the body of thistle sword. Its edge is extremely sharp and unstoppable.

The sword bone clanked.

His eyes flashed hot, and his eyebrows were full of pride.

He has forged the sword core for ten years. He was born with the sword bone and sharpened the sword for ten years. Once he comes out of the scabbard, he will be startled.

The sword is sharpened from the.

When the sword opens, it should drink blood.

"Yes."

Ji Yuan, the old villa leader, stroked his beard and nodded with satisfaction.

Jijian, his grandson, has become more and more stable and perfect. The road he will take in the future will be more and more stable and far away.

It can't be worse than the empty view of Manjusri hospital and Nalan Yan of hengdaozong.

"Alas."

Ji Yuan, the old villa leader, looked at the magnificent stone tablet at the gate of Shaolin Temple.

He shook his head in disappointment.

"Grandpa, what's the matter with you?"

The thistle sword on one side asked curiously.

This time, their grandsons and grandsons came to Shaolin Temple mainly because they didn't trust Shaolin to host the event of zongmen Dabi of Tianbei City Wudao alliance.

Old villa leader Ji Yuan and Abbot Guangliang of Manjusri hall discussed.

Decided to let Wujian mountain villa be responsible for supervising and guiding Shaolin to host zongmen Dabi.

"This Shaoshi mountain area, within a radius of 50 miles, has poor aura, and the development of martial arts lags behind and is extremely poor."

"I don't know who is behind the Shaolin Temple."

"I don't know what a dark deal has been reached with Baoguang temple."

"What is the conspiracy behind the forces?"

Ji Yuan, the old villa leader, glanced at Shaoshi mountain. He was disgusted. His aura was poor and had no future. Even the bandits couldn't see this boundary.

Shaolin Temple is an unknown mountain temple. Why can it quietly replace Baoguang temple.

Suddenly rise and become one of the five major gates of Tianbei City Wudao alliance?

There must be a conspiracy behind this. For a moment, the old villa leader Ji Yuan looked worried.

"I, Tianbei City Martial Arts Alliance, must not be allowed to be polluted by sinister villains."

"I think this time, Dabi, a new disciple of the sect, has been infiltrated and linked by external forces due to the emergence of grotto ruins, and Tianbei city is surging."

Ji Yuan, the old villa leader, could not help frowning and worried. He could be said to be for the development of Tianbei City Martial Arts Alliance.

For the stability and peace of Tianbei City, it can be said that I broke my heart in this life.

"Grandpa, don't worry, it's just a clown."

"This time, I always have to show my tail. Then my grandson will kill me with a sword."

Ji Jian, with black clothes and white hair and a huge sword on his back, looked cold and murderous and looked at Shaoshi mountain with disdain.

"Go up the mountain."

Ji Yuan, the old villa leader who couldn't stop worrying, glanced at his grandson with satisfaction.

Ready to go up the mountain immediately.

Supervise and guide Shaolin to host this time's sect disciple rookie Dabi.

One by one, the Pilgrims who came down from the mountain, burned incense, worshipped the Buddha and listened to the Dharma.

"If I'm not too busy, I will go to Shaoshi mountain every day to worship the Buddha, burn incense and listen to the Buddha Dharma."

"Who says no, listen to abbot Xuanxin's Dharma, and all my old problems will be cured."

"I've been going to Shaoshi mountain to listen to Buddhism these days. I'm full of energy all day."

"Listening to abbot Xuanxin's Dharma is the greatest blessing of my life."

"No eminent monk can enlighten people and make people feel happy like abbot Xuanxin."

"It goes without saying that abbot Xuanxin is the most profound Buddhist monk in the world."

"Abbot Xuanxin is the living Buddha and the reincarnation of the Buddha."

"Shaolin is authentic and the holy land of Buddhism. That's why the Buddha appeared."

"Only abbot Xuanxin can communicate with the Buddha and let the Buddha give miracles."

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Pilgrims and believers passed by the old villa leader Ji Yuan and the young villa leader Ji Jian.

Full of respect.

He is extremely pious and speaks highly of Shaolin.

Ji Yuan, the old villa leader, turned black after hearing this.

It's getting ugly.

When all the Pilgrims and believers left, he said in a cold voice, "upright man, arrogant and ignorant."

"To fool the world like this is to discredit Buddhism."

Ji Yuan, the old villa leader, is jealous of evil. He is a man who can't rub the sand in his eyes.

"Hehe, living Buddha? Reincarnated Buddha?"

"Shaolin authentic, Buddhist holy land?"

"Does he deserve it?"

The thistle sword with black clothes and white hair on one side couldn't help but sneer and said contemptuously: "Grandpa, Shaolin is so arrogant and ridiculous."

"Don't you fool the world by communicating with the Buddha and giving miracles?"

"In Tianbei City, the leader of Wudao alliance, Manjusri academy, dare not call himself the holy land of Buddhism. How dare his little Shaolin call himself the reincarnation of Buddha?"

"How dare you boast about the living Buddha? How dare you talk to the Buddha and let the Buddha show his spirit?"

Thinking of what I saw the day before yesterday, Xuanxin, the abbot of Shaolin, is as young as him, and his martial arts strength is only nine times the day after tomorrow.

Ji Jian couldn't help laughing contemptuously.

"Grandpa, look."

Ji Jian raised his hand and saw a man over 60 years old in front of the Mountain Gate stone tablet.

He was obsessed with the inscriptions of enlightenment.