Deep in the Western Wilderness, outside the Bodhi tree, Qi Nian, whose eyes were blind, had been gone for two months and returned to the Hangkong Temple from the Tang Dynasty alone. The hundreds of thousands of serfs at the foot of the mountain naturally could not find the Buddha Sect who lived on the mountain. The monks on the mountain discovered his appearance when Qi Nian was walking on the mountain.

His eyes were blind and his face was as pale as snow. Several monks rushed up to help him lead the way. Qi Nian shook his head and refused. The Buddhist practiced the six consciousnesses, but lost their eyes, and did not stop feeling. If it weren't for this, how could he return alone?

There is a lecture hall in Hanging Temple, and behind the lecture hall is a golden hall. The road leading to the hall is magnificent. The bricks on the road were actually made of pure gold. In this world, only such a luxurious road is capable and qualified to be built in an unknown place.

Qi Nian walked between the golden road and came to the hall. A flash of flush suddenly appeared on his pale face. He knelt on the ground, his face spitting out a mouthful of blood with great pain. His eyes were blinded by Ye Qi, and the mind power of the sea of ​​consciousness was also emptied by Ye Qi's sword intent. In the past two months, his sea of ​​consciousness has recovered a little mind power, but he has never been able to recover the power before going to Chang'an. That is because there was an undestructible sword in his sea of ​​consciousness. Because of that sword, it is difficult for him to use the mind power of the sea of ​​consciousness to communicate the vitality of heaven and earth.

When he returned to the mountain for two months, he was as difficult as a mortal who had walked through thousands of mountains and rivers. When he returned to the mountain and saw the hall, he felt a little relaxed, and the pain caused by the sword intent condensed in the sea of ​​consciousness finally broke out.

A middle-aged monk walked out of the hall. Looking at Qi Nian, he looked with hatred on his face. Of course, hatred was not about walking against this Buddhist sect, but academy.

The middle-aged monk helped up Qi Nian, and after a thousand gold steps, he entered the hall. An old monk was sitting on a Sumeru Lotus pedestal located in the middle of the hall.

The old monk had a haggard face, with a few strands of white beards, and was wearing a worn monk's robe. At this time, he was closing his eyes and sensing Qi Nian and the middle-aged monk. He opened his eyes and seemed to have a Buddha's kingdom located in the sky in his pupils. In the main hall, there was a thousand-fold sing of Buddhist singing.

He was the first seat of the present-day Hanging Temple. With just a glance, he knew that Qi Nian's pain came from whom. He slowly waved his right hand and formed a mysterious handprint of the Buddha Sect. An orange-yellow Buddha light as gentle as the rising sun was spread on Qi Nian.

The sword in the seven-minded sea of ​​consciousness suddenly faded, and his face gradually returned to its former state, but those eyes did not heal under the Buddha light brought by the first seat of the preaching.

Qi Nian knelt on the ground, put his hands together and bowed under his chest, his lips slightly opened, and a few strands of consciousness spread out.

The head of the lecturer had already learned the whole story of Chang'an City from the consciousness that the seven thoughts were emitting. He looked solemn and said loudly: "The academy's attitude towards the son of the Holy One is so subtle."

The seven thoughts radiate consciousness, and the middle-aged monk in the hall also knew the reason. He was the first of the precepts hall of the Hangkong Temple. In a sense, he was the same as the position of the ruling priest in the Xiling Temple. He could be called a monk from the world. However, because of his own duties, his temper was the worst in the temple.

In anger, he ignored the head of the lecture and said angrily: "How can the academy be so bold? If you use your own selfishness to keep the world alone, you will be punished by the world. The Lanke Temple and his party must make them suffer!"

The head of the preacher did not care about it and said, "Treasure Tree, go and prepare horses."

The monk Baoshu was angry and looked at the head of the preaching and asked, "First, are you going to leave the temple?"

The head of the lecturer said: "The Master will not take action casually, so it's okay, but the Twelve Academy already has the power of Ke Haoran back then. I am afraid that there will be something wrong with the Ullam Festival. I instructed the Buddha to leave the temple that year, so it would not be considered a violation of the agreement with the Master."

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One morning, a carriage drove out of the gatehouse outside the front yard of the academy, and then another person left.

The carriage went to the south, and the people went to the west.

...

Ye Hongyu became the ruling priest, the youngest ruling priest ever. No one dared to deny the new priest. Even after learning about this, the head teacher was silent.

News came from Qi State that the Taoist tyrant of the treacherous clothes began to spread the Haotian doctrine that disobeyed the temple again. At the same time, news came from the South China Sea that since there was no special referential of Haotian, privately spreading the tampered Haotian doctrine, it was rebellion.

For the rebels of the Taoist sect, the attitude of the Xiling Temple is always to kill and suppress. The head sected the great priest and ordered him to personally lead three thousand escort cavalry to go south to eliminate the rebellion. All those who believe in Protestantism will be killed without any worries. It is necessary to catch the Taoist, another rebel of the Taoist sect, Ye Su.

Everyone in Xiling knew the relationship between Ye Hongyu and Ye Su. The headmaster ordered so that many people objected, but he still insisted on his own.

More than a month later, the Xiling cavalry who came out of the mountain to encircle and suppress the enemy returned, and only brought back the heads of several Protestant church members. As for Ye Su, he had never met the Xiling cavalry.

Deep in the main hall of the temple, Ye Hongyu was wearing a black and red robe, facing the head of the throne on the god throne, telling the story of this journey to eliminate the rebellion.

After she finished speaking, the head of Xiling shouted angrily: "The ruling priest, I ordered you to get rid of the rebellion because I believe in your loyalty to the temple and the Taoist sect. But because of your brother-sister friendship, you have let go of that rebellion many times. What crime should you be guilty of?"

Ye Hongyu was not afraid of the sect's anger. She looked directly at the tall figure on the throne and said, "No one in the temple can catch Ye Su. If he insists on chasing him, the three thousand cavalry will die under Ye Su's sword."

The head teacher stood up from the throne, and the air in the temple seemed to tremble, and said, "I understand that you are afraid of that rebellion, or are you covering him up?"

Ye Hongyu stared at the figure on the throne and said, "If you think so, then I won't defend myself."

"Do you think you were born in Zhishouguan and supported by Tianyu, so the temple dared not punish you?"

Ye Hongyu sneered disdainfully: "Isn't it just for you to ask me to lead the troops this time? Why do you need to pretend here?"

The murderous intent flashed in his eyes exposed from the golden mask of the head teacher. He pointed his single finger at Ye Hongyu, and saw a sword like snow, rushing towards Ye Hongyu.

The head sect is a saint who has broken through the fifth realm. Even if Ye Hongyu can kill the previous great priest with one sword, it is hard to match the opponent's anger when facing this. The pressure carried by the divine light made Ye Hongyu look gloomy and blood gushed. However, Ye Hongyu did not resist at all.

Seeing that the divine brightness was about to penetrate Ye Hongyu's beautiful face, the head of Xiling suddenly closed his fingers and turned into a fist, and the divine brightness suddenly scattered in the hall.
Chapter completed!