Chapter 125

Tianming island is one of the small islands in the South China Sea, but it became famous with the establishment of Leiming Temple hundreds of years ago.

Leiming temple is the holy land of Buddhism, which naturally attracted countless pilgrims, making the island very prosperous. In addition, the reputation of being one of the seven sacred places of martial arts in Aotu Shenzhou has attracted many admirers.

Su Chunsheng and others, under the guidance of monk Shuhuai of Najian temple, bypass the stone cliff and enter Leiming Temple along the side path.

The temple is magnificent. You can feel its magnificence from a distance. Now entering this holy land is even more shocking.

The temples are all made of huge blue stones. In the middle is a huge courtyard. In front of the courtyard is a Buddhist hall, and then there are countless small courtyards with luxuriant trees and birdsong, showing peace.

There are many people burning incense and worshiping Buddha. Many monks in green robes walk around. Some are helping pilgrims to explain the way of praying for Buddha, while others are taking the initiative to help some old and weak people.

Su Chunsheng was born in jiuxiao sword sect, one of the seven sacred places of martial arts. He also went to the cold sky sword grave to practice. But he had never seen such a place to treat people. The monks didn't think it was unique, as if they were used to it.

Seeing this, Su Chunsheng couldn't help feeling good about the leiming temple.

The monk Shihuai, who was walking in front of him, also met many monks and would stop and say a few words peacefully.

Compared with the high-spirited guantianzong, the difference is not small.

Along the way, several people were very silent. The master of guantianzong frowned and looked at the temple. He didn't know what he was thinking.

After walking slowly around the main hall, there is a large wing room behind.

After entering the wing room, monk Shuhuai recruited the monks who knew the medical skills in the temple and left with the injured Zhou Nan. Naturally, Xiao ningyue did not stay, so he went with him.

In the room, Su Chunsheng and others were left.

Wearing a golden cassock and a peaceful look of relief, he made a pot of tea for Su Chunsheng and Xin Zi, and then said with a smile: "master Su, there is no good tea in the temple. Please don't blame me."

Su Chunsheng took the tea, sniffed the rich aroma, shook his head with a smile and said: "it's already very good."

Monk Shuhuai laughed, then pointed to the one sitting on the chair beside him, and said: "my younger martial brother is not sensible. He always wants to go down the mountain to have a look. Now he is satisfied with his wish and thanks for the benefactor's acceptance. If it is useful to go to the place in the temple, I will do my best."

Su Chunsheng turned his head and looked at monk shuran. He couldn't help feeling funny. This guy is sitting there now, completely different from before. He is very formal. Are you afraid of the elder martial brother in front of you?

However, having just seen the monk's accomplishments, he went directly to the first celestial realm. In addition, he was the supervisor of leiming temple. Naturally, Su Chunsheng did not dare to underestimate the monk.

On one side, Lu Qing, a woman in purple, carefully carried tea and looked around.

Seeing this, Su Chunsheng hesitated a little, and then said softly, "I heard that Shifu Shuhuai has a lot of experience about Qi Yun. I'm taking the liberty to come here to get some clues."

Prison Temple release a face suddenly, quietly looked at the side of the release monk.

But the monk suddenly got up and said, "elder martial brother, there are still two benefactors. I suddenly remembered that I promised Miss Lu Qing to visit the temple, so I left first."

With that, the relief monk trotted out. Lu Qing was at a loss, but he didn't dare to stay. He left with the relief monk in a hurry.

Release looking at the back of the hurry away, helpless smile shook his head.

"Master Su, I really thought about Qi Yun, but I don't know what clue you want to seek?"

Su Chunsheng's face moved slightly and said gently: "jiuxiao Jianzong, Su family, Kendo is very lucky."

Monk Shuhuai was a little stunned. He gazed at Su Chunsheng for a long time before sighing: "I have heard about Su's family. Now that the benefactor has found me, I should know everything. I just know a little bit about some things. If I can't answer them, please don't blame me."

Su Chunsheng shook his head.

Next, Su Chunsheng asked questions, while monk shuran answered calmly.

At the end of the conversation, Su Chunsheng's face became more and more ugly. He suddenly got up and went to the door of the wing room. He stopped to look north, his eyes were slightly red, and he tightly clenched his fist.

Sitting in the room, the monk Shuan sighed a little, and his face was full of helplessness.

Qi Yun?

There are so many good fortune in the world, but some people are not satisfied.

Xin Zi gets up and walks to Su Chunsheng. She stands side by side, but she can't say anything comforting.

There are so many people who divide up the Su family. Just because of Qi, Kendo collapses.

They were silent for a long time.

At the end of the corridor, Xiao ningyue, who was dressed in white and barefoot, came slowly and said calmly, "Su Chunsheng, do you dare to do a deal with me?"

Su Chunsheng turned his head, narrowed his eyes and sneered, "don't you want to kill me?"

"Of course." Xiao ningyue, who came slowly, said calmly, "it's no small trouble to kill you or not, but if you can wish me a hand from guantianzong, I won't kill you."

"It's also xuanzhijing cultivation. Can you kill me?" Su Chunsheng tugged at the corners of his mouth with disdain on his face.

Xiao ningyue slowly stopped and said, "as for the division of the Central Plains' Kendo, apart from the guantian sect, the qintian Pavilion can explore. Do you really want this opportunity?"

"Of course, if you can walk out of the patio mirror alive, I will tell you the truth."

The next moment, a mirror appeared in Xiao ningyue's hand. It was the mirror that had sucked away Xin Zi's sword spirit.

Su Chunsheng sneered: "still want to kill me."

Xiao ningyue shrugged her shoulders and said calmly: "this is the only chance."

"Good."

Su Chunsheng said without hesitation.

This is not only Xin Zi, but also Xiao ningyue.

But Su Chunsheng turned his head and looked at the monk not far away and said, "I hope Shifu can prove it."

Let go of some dismay, then helpless way: "also good."

Next moment, Su Chunsheng takes a step forward.

The surge of air started.

Xiao ningyue couldn't help changing her face. When she took a step earlier, the mirror soared up in the air, emitting bursts of light.

Su Chunsheng's figure directly dissipated in the light.