After dinner, the three of them sat cross-legged and adjusted their breathing, waiting for the second day to arrive. The sky slowly darkened, and the pine waves burst into waves, and the bells came faintly from Huangyang Temple. Huangyang Mountain was very quiet at night.

Zhiming Zhenren's heart was turbulent and could not calm down, so he simply stopped forcing and closed his eyes and thought about his thoughts. He followed his master Songren to become a monk since he was a child. When the Yuantian Sect was circulating in the south of the Yangtze River, he respected Taoism. Songren Zhenren was respected as the Dharma protector by the Yuantian Sect. Songren Zhenren refused but refused. The Yuantian Sect leader personally went to Yunshan and gave him a title. Songren Zhenren had no choice but to reject it.

After the defeat of the Yuantian Sect, the court angered the Zhenren of Songren, who was not wrong. In order to save the Taoist audience, Zhenren burned himself to death. Zhiming Zhenren quietly went down the mountain to return to the customs. After the wind passed, Zhiming Zhenren found Daluo Palace in Changchang County to continue his cultivation, and later succeeded as the Master of Guanzhu. Ten years ago, Liu Ziwei, the Minister of the Works Department of the Great Qi State of Yuantian Sect, found him and asked him to avenge his master and overthrew the rule of Dazheng.

Zhiming Zhenren only wanted to practice truth without competing with the world, and did not want to participate in right and wrong, and the outcome of this battle was already destined. Liu Ziwei coerced that he was from the Yuantian Sect, and his teacher died because of this, so he could not escape the relationship. Zhiming Zhenren had to give in vain, thinking that he was already in a twilight year and had a few years of life. One day, when his legs were kicked, things in the world would have nothing to do with him. Unexpectedly, Liu Ziwei sent two people to worship him as his teachers, which was the sincerity and openness around him.

At first, Zhenren Ming couldn't understand why Liu Ziwei didn't let him go. Later, he realized that Liu Ziwei was attracted by the master's unique skills Mingyu Zhengong, and Chengyi and Chengkai came to learn from him. Zhenren Songren's unique skills were only passed down from his senior brother and himself. The senior brother attacked Longwei because his master was angry and angry because he was killed on the spot. Now only he knew this unique skill.

Zhiming Zhenren was very conflicted about Mingyu's true skills. He believed that Mingyu's true skills killed the master. If it weren't for this true skills, countless Taoists in Jiangnan, why did Yuantian Sect appoint the master as the Dharma protector, and why would the senior brother fight with Long Wei and end up deadly?

Therefore, Chengyi and Chengkai wanted to learn Mingyu's true skills. Zhiming Zhenren did not want to teach the secrets in full, but only asked the two to be busy practicing martial arts and not to make things difficult for him. As for what would happen to these two people after practicing martial arts, he was too lazy to think about it. Whether it was Da Zheng or Da Qi in the world, it was the same for him.

This time, Zhiming Zhenren went down the mountain, was actually coerced by two disciples. When he arrived at Huangyang Temple, the two disciples became evil again and wanted to set fire to the temple. Zhiming Zhenren did not object, but instead agreed to the actions of the two for the first time. Why? Because Zhiming Zhenren was already annoyed by the life being monitored, in the Daluo Palace, his every move was actually controlled by these two "concerned" disciples. This time, Zhiming Zhenren wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of these two burdens.

He smiled bitterly on his face when he was sitting cross-legged beside him. Compared to sincerity, Chengkai looked very respectful to him on the surface, but this person was full of bad water. He was the one who controlled him. He was also the one who proposed to set fire to the temple. Zhiming Zhenren knew that the so-called Buddhist prosperity was just an excuse for compulsory Taoism. The real reason was that Yuantian Sect was wearing the cloak of Taoism to recruit believers. If everyone believed in Buddhism and went to Yuantian Sect, no one could recruit them.

Zhiming Zhenren's face was unstable. He heard his master Songren tell him when he was a child that the Heart Sutra of Subduing Demons in Mingpu Temple is the most powerful and fierce internal mental method, which is even better than his own Mingyu Zhengong. Master Hongxin is a monk from Mingpu Temple. He went south alone to preach the Dharma and should have practiced the Heart Sutra of Subduing Demons. Setting fire in the temple will inevitably alarm Master Hongxin. If Master Hongxin is angry, he will kill two evil disciples, escape and escape, and never return to Daluo Palace, find a wilderness view, practice quietly, and may have the opportunity to become an immortal.

The second update was coming soon. Cheng Kai opened his eyes, looked at the stars in the sky, and said, "Master, the time is almost over, let's go down the mountain."

The Huangyang Temple was quiet. Although the mountain gate was closed, it was difficult for the three masters and disciples of Ming to come to the Main Hall silently, and there was no sound everywhere. The main hall was not closed, and the candles in front of the Buddha were shining, and cigarettes were still lingering. Sincerity came to the door and peeked inside, and saw a monk on the right side of the Buddha statue slapped his seat on the cushion, his head was like a chicken pecking at rice, dozing off.

After a busy day today, everyone was exhausted, and even Master Hong Xin had to rest early. A disciple was sent to guard the palace, and everyone rested early. Except for the fact that no one had yet to sleep, Jiang Anyi and Jiang Anyi would break through the realm of refining the spirit and returning to the void by chance, just like a child who had obtained a novel toy, so excited that he couldn't sleep.

The houses are located in the row of houses behind the Great Hall. The front rows are converted into dormitories for pilgrims, and the back rows are monks' houses. Today, the people living in the dormitories are all big names, such as Zhao. In addition to Jiang'anyi, the county magistrate of Fuluo County, came, Ningping and Jiang'an, also came. Both county magistrates were keenly discovered that Huangyang Mountain would become an important place in the future. In the past, the "three no-doers" became a "three-evil battle". There were also some dignitaries and wealthy businessmen. In short, rich and powerful people can only move in the Huangyang Temple tonight.

It was late at night and everyone was sleeping peacefully. Jiang Anyi sat down for half an hour and felt refreshed and had no sleepiness. So he got up and walked to the Main Palace. He remembered that Master Hong Xin arranged for Monk Zhenjing to watch the night. He probably only hadn't slept in the entire Huangyang Temple, so he simply chatted with him and talked about something to slap the night.

Zhiming and the other two secretly made gestures and took out the oil tank prepared in advance from behind and splashed it on the wooden window. Jiang Anyi saw a few figures shaking outside the Great Hall from afar. He thought to himself why he was thieves when the temple was just consecrated. Today, the merit box was filled with copper coins, which attracted the thief. No wonder Master Hong Xin refused to ask for the jade Buddha donated by his mother.

In the dark night, a red light shone, followed by a fire. The flames rose up, followed by the oil traces, and instantly swept the entire western wall into the sea of ​​fire with the help of the night wind. Jiang Anyi was shocked. This was not about stealing money, but clearly wanted to burn the temple. Huangyang Temple poured a lot of Jiang Anyi's efforts from planning to completion. Seeing that someone wanted to burn the temple, Jiang Anyi bumped into anger and shouted: "What a thief, be bold."

In the quiet night, a loud shout was like a bell. First, Zhenjing became awakened. When he opened his eyes, he saw the fire in the west wall soaring into the sky. He jumped up and shouted while running out, "It's not good, it's on fire, please put out the fire."

When Zhiming and the other two saw that they were discovered, they turned around and ran down the mountain. Jiang Anyi didn't care about putting out the fire and jumped up. The person was in the air and felt like a light feather. He was much lighter than before. His speed in the air was much faster. He flew three feet away after leaping. He was not far from the three thieves in front of him. Jiang Anyi shouted loudly, took advantage of the momentum and rushed forward, and rushed towards the backs of the three of them.

Among the three, Zhiming Zhenren had the deepest skills. First of all, he found that the pursuers behind him were very skilled. From speaking to shouting, he only took a breath, and heard the strong palm wind behind him. He knew that if he was hit, he would be sure to spit blood.

Zhiming Zhenren immediately stopped, turned around, and protected his body with his palms. Mingyu's true qi was not domineering, but was stronger than tenacity. A faint light spread outside his body. Jiang Anyi's true qi hit him, like water meeting a stone, and separated.

Jiang Anyi was stunned. He thought it was a few thieves, but he didn't expect that he was an internal master. How could an internal master steal a few copper coins? There must be a reason for this. Jiang Anyi looked at Zhiming Zhenren with a scattered look, holding his true energy, and beingware of his actions.

Sincerity and Chengkai were eager to leave. He heard the shouts very young and knew that it was not Master Hong Xin. As long as it was not Master Hong Xin, the two of them did not care at all, they also heard the wind behind them, and still ran forward. True energy was stirred up on their backs to protect their backs. Even if they were hit by a copper hammer, they would not be a problem.

However, the true qi and body, a stream of heat penetrated the body-protecting true qi, and pierced the back of the heart. The two secretly shouted that the person's skills were far above him. They forced their energy to gather in the back, and they collided with the incoming heat. The two dispersed. The true qi ran around in the body, and the reverse direction was like a knife scraping. The two snatched two steps forward and opened their mouths to spit out the blood.
Chapter completed!