Chapter 625

"Ouyang Shaochen, you are willing to come out at last." Mu Liufeng looks at Ouyang Shaochen. The smile is ambiguous. She looks straight into the room through the half open door, ready to find another protagonist in the room.

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Shaochen slammed the door and cut off his sight. He looked at him with a gloomy face and said, "Why are you looking for me?"

Mu Liufeng reluctantly refused to take back his eyes and looked at Ouyang Shaochen: "a master of Xiangguo Temple has returned from a journey. I heard that he is very accurate in divination. Do you want to go to Xiangguo Temple and ask him to divine for you?"

"My future, still need divination?" Ouyang Shaochen picks eyebrow to look at mu Liufeng, in the pupil of obsidian like twinkles a little cold pride.

Mu Liufeng:

Ouyang Shaochen is the son of Xiaoyao king. He will marry a wife and have children in the future. He is really not good at divination.

"This master has profound Buddhism. Would you like to discuss Buddhism with him?"

"No interest." Ouyang Shaochen shakes his head without hesitation.

"Didn't you like playing chess, tasting tea and discussing Buddhism with masters before?" Ouyang Shaochen has been wandering around for many years and cultivated many masters with profound Buddhism

"It used to be, but now I'm not interested." Ouyang Shaochen said impertinently.

"That's a pity. This master is a rare eminent monk..." Mu Liufeng sighed with regret.

Ouyang Shaochen looked pale: "the masters of Xiangguo Temple are all in Xiangguo Temple. I haven't heard who went to travel around..."

Mu Liufeng said softly: "this master left Xiangguo Temple ten years ago. When he left, he did not have a good reputation. When he traveled around, he treated the people, solved the difficulties for the poor, and made wide use of good fortune, and his good name gradually spread."

Ouyang Shaochen understood nodding: "what is master's legal name?"

"Return to one." Mu Liufeng said lightly, but Murong Xue in the inner room heard his eyes. He opened the door and walked out. In a moment, he looked at mu Liufeng: "do you say the name of the master of Xiangguo Temple is Guiyi?"

Murong Xue changed her body into a light purple high collar long skirt. The pink trace was hidden under her collar. As she walked around, her black hair was like a waterfall, scattered behind her, and her moist lips were extremely beautiful.

Seeing mu Liufeng's eyes full of envy and gnashing his teeth, it is no wonder that Ouyang Shaochen has been sleeping until now. Wenxiang (Nephrite in his arms, instead of him, can't sleep until dark.

"Mu Liu Feng!" Ouyang Shaochen cold drink a, step forward, blocked his eyes to see Murong snow.

Mu Liufeng takes back envy, jealousy of the mind, nodded heavily: "yes!" Master Guiyi's reputation has spread throughout the capital, and he will never hear it wrong.

Murong Xue's cold eyes narrowed slightly. She understood the real meaning of Guixiang. Guixiang is not a person's name or a place name, but a abbreviation of two names, namely Guiyi master, Xiangguo Temple.

At the beginning, the man should have wanted to say master Guiyi, but he was seriously injured. He felt that he could not finish the four words of master Guiyi, so he changed to Xiangguo Temple. Unexpectedly, he didn't even finish the three words of Xiangguo Temple, but only said one Xiang character. Therefore, the wrong word "Guixiang" came into being.

What the silver key can open is in the hands of Guiyi master in Xiangguo Temple.

Murong snow looked up at Ouyang Shaochen, but saw that Ouyang Shaochen was also looking down at her. A clear look flashed over the bottom of her eyes. Obviously, she also figured out this point.

Murong snow eyes squint, holding Ouyang Shaochen's hand and walking forward quickly.

Looking at the back of two people's rapid departure, mu Liufeng asked: "where are you going?"

"Xiangguo Temple." Murong snow did not return to the answer, go faster.

Isn't Aoyang Shaochen just saying not to go to Xiangguo Temple? Why did you suddenly change your mind? Still left in such a hurry, as if there were urgent events.

Mu Liufeng couldn't understand. He shook the folding fan and quickly followed him: "wait for me, I'll go too..."

A few people who were in a hurry didn't see it. A figure flashed across the inconspicuous corner

Xiangguo Temple is the largest and most prosperous temple in Qingyan state. The ladies in the capital, the thousands of gold and even the emperor, Queen, Prince and Princess all like to go to the temple to offer incense.

Almost every day, pilgrims gather in Xiangguo Temple.

When Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue arrived at the Xiangguo Temple in a carriage, they saw that there were luxurious carriages outside the temple. A famous lady, qianjinqing, was holding the hands of the servants. She was walking around with devout eyes.

Murong Xue stepped out of the carriage, looked at the solemn and solemn Xiangguo Temple, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "where is master Guiyi now?"

Mu Liufeng looks at the sun in the sky: "if there is no accident, he should be lecturing in the Mahavira hall at this time..."

The two figures suddenly flashed past, with a gust of wind. Mu Liufeng fixed his eyes on it. It was Murong Xue who took Ouyang Shaochen and rushed into Xiangguo Temple to the direction of Daxiong hall.

In such a hurry? Even he didn't finish listening to his words, he went to find someone in a hurry, and he didn't waste any time! It seems that Murong Xue's search for master Guiyi must be an extraordinary event.Mu Liufeng Mou bottom flash over a touch of profound meaning, gently shaking the folding fan, leisurely and leisurely followed up.

In the hall of Mahavira, the light sandalwood is burning, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. A good-looking master with a long white beard sits on the futon, twists the beads of Buddha, and explains the obscure scriptures.

Dozens of women, thousands of gold, sat on the futon below, listening carefully and admiring. The atmosphere in the hall was very peaceful.

Suddenly, dozens of people in black appeared out of thin air, waving their swords and stabbing the old man mercilessly

The old man's eyes were awe inspiring. He jumped up and avoided the long sword of the people in black. He fought with the people in black. The sharp light of the sword flashed back and forth. The women were stunned. Then they screamed and ran around: "where are you Killing people There are assassins, there are assassins... "

The whole Mahavira hall is in a mess.

A thousand gold stumbled running, accidentally bumped into a man in black, he bumped a few times, the man in black flashed a cold cold awn at the bottom of his eyes, and stabbed the Qianjin with his sword.

A sandalwood Buddha bead suddenly flew over and hit the man in black's long sword. The sword was tilted out. The old man's majestic roaring voice rang out in the hall: "don't hurt anyone!"

The assassin's eyes were cold, and he ignored the woman who ran out of the hall. The sword in his hand poured out and stabbed the old man mercilessly

The old man's eyes were slightly fixed, his palm power was deep, and he quickly swung it out. He hit the assassins hard. The sound of fierce fighting was deafening

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