It was probably because Xiahou had been lingering in the human world for a long time and encountered this mysterious mountain now, so he was particularly vigilant. But this is fine. Although Princess Ao Ying's magic power is rapid, she does not have many opportunities to experiment with her own qi-observing technique!

But the name of this mountain is called "Gaoshan". I don't know what time it was located here. The ancient temple on the mountain also has a name called Lingtai Temple.

There were no novice monks or attendants in the temple, only an old abbot with the name of Zen Master Dizhu.

On that day, Zen Master Chuzhu was still worshiping Buddha in the hall and passed a volume of Buddhist scriptures. Just as his eyebrows were clear, he opened his mouth and chanted softly: "The stone forest meditation house is east of the tiger stream, and I bow the Zen door at night to visit Yuangong; the moon is above and all kinds of quietness, and my heart holds half a verse and the ten thousand things are empty. The ancient moss road is everywhere, and the fallen wood and cold springs are endless. I also recommend that the top of both peaks, and this time the heart is the same as the old friend."

Xiahou said happily in his heart: "This poem sounds simple, but it has the sacred Buddha's sacred Buddha's son who can recite this short poem must be the enlightened Buddha's son, but it seems that I am suspicious." He said to Princess Ao Ying: "Princess, you have a clear vision. There is really a enlightened Buddha's son living in the ancient temple on this mountain!"

He was now determined to meet the real person, but Princess Ao Ying was a little surprised and puzzled when she saw the Zen master.

Although the Zen master also had spiritual energy fluctuations, he was just a golden elixir cultivation. He was just a boy who was sweeping and responding in the Buddha realm, and it was not in any way consistent with the fairy energy in this mountain.

Obviously this is not the original owner of this mountain. She quietly pulled Xiahou's clothes and said, "This mountain is a bit weird, and it is far away from the world. Don't be careless when Xiahou's great swordsman!"

Hearing Princess Ao Ying's soft words, Xiahou felt that his bones were half lighter. Su Yan said, "The princess is right. Let's just rest outside the temple for a while. When I recover my true energy, I will escort the princess back to Beihai with my sword!"

Princess Ao Ying thought to herself: "It's only a short distance from Guobei County. Now I can wait for Xuankong and the others after a while."

But she didn't know that Xuankong and Xiangyu, Jiangxue and others' cloud light speed were much faster than Xiahou's sword. It had already arrived at this mountainous world with just one step forward and one step forward, but Xuankong was cautious.

He also had common ideas with Princess Ao Ying, so he temporarily hid in the clouds and did not show up.

Zen Master Dizhu saw a pedestrian coming from afar, and quickly collected the Buddhist scriptures and cleaned his clothes. He walked to the gate of the ancient temple in a solemn atmosphere and responded: "Who is the person coming from that hillside?"

Although Xiahou was arrogant, he saw that the old monk had white hair and hair, his face was like red copper, and his two long eyebrows were hanging down from his temples, so he did not dare to slacken over and walked forward and said, "I am Xiahou, the world's number one swordsman. How dare I ask the old abbot, what is the realm here? Why have I never heard of it?"

The old monk seemed to be surprised and said in surprise: "This place is called a mountain. Because it is covered by ancient magic weapons, no mortals can get close to it. How did you, a swordsman, come in?"

Xiahou suddenly realized and hurriedly said, "Don't think that I'm just a swordsman on my own, but I don't know that I have learned two magic tricks, and I was too eager to chase my opponent, so I broke into the treasure mountain with my sword!"

The old monk lowered his head and pretended to pull the rosary. In fact, he looked at Xiahou with a peculiar appearance. Although Xiahou looked so beautiful and had a spiritual sword behind him, he did not look like an orthodox monk on the whole.

Therefore, he also felt relieved and smiled and said, "My name is damn good. I have been practicing in Lingtai Temple for more than two hundred years. It is rare for swordsmen like you in the mortal world."

Xiahou took Princess Ao Ying with her in a big manner and sat on the threshold in front of Lingtai Temple. He took out a few buns from his arms and handed them to Princess Ao Ying. He said, "It turns out that it is Zen Master Zhizhu. We are just resting here and waiting to recover and continue rushing."

Princess Ao Ying looked at the steamed buns handed over by Xiahou, rolled her eyes and insisted on pushing them back.

Who knows how long this steamed bun was left in the arms of the swordsman Xiahou?

She is the princess of the Dragon Palace in Beihai, and it is reasonable that she is a little picky about food. Xiahou did not force herself to take back the steamed buns and put them back in his arms. Zen Master Zhizhu saw it and always felt that the little girl was surrounded by fairy spirit, which was obviously not like a mortal than Xiahou.

Therefore, he asked carefully: "Xiahou Swordsman, who is this good woman?"

Xiahou glanced at Zen Master Zhizhu, but when he saw the old abbot wearing white cloth and straw sandals, he didn't look like a villain who was willing to make money. But he didn't dare to be careless and randomly fabricated his identity and said, "This is my lady. I was ordered by the owner of my family and was about to escort her to the Beihai shore."

This is lying in front of a discerning person. Zen Master Zhizhu saw at a glance that this was not true, but all of this had nothing to do with him, the outsider. So he nodded and smiled and said, "Is there a distance to go to the shore of the North Sea?"

Xiahou patted the flying sword behind him and said confidently: "The long journey is just for mortals. To be honest, the sword behind me is also a thing made by gods, and it can be as fast as a journey of thousands of miles a day. If my fortune is true and accelerated to the extreme, it will only take ten days to go to the shore of the North Sea!"

Zen Master Zhizhu looked at the flying sword on Xiahou's back with some curiosity, and said with a "Oh": "I have never heard of this kind of magic weapon. In addition to flying, it may also be used to defend against enemies and disasters, right?"

When Xiahou heard that Zen Master Zhizhu was envious of his flying sword, he was not pretentious and took off the flying sword from his back and handed it to Zen Master Zhizhu and said, "Old abbot, please see!"

Generally speaking, the magic weapons in the world of gods and demons are connected with the master's mind. Even the flying swords refined by Xuankong in batches are no exception. Therefore, Xiahou did not expect that Zen Master Dizhu could seize the magic weapons without his heart.

Zen Master Zhizhu didn't take it seriously, took the flying sword from Xiahou to carefully examine it, and raised his thumb and said, "It's indeed a treasure of immortals. The method of refining the flying sword is simply a different approach, and the materials for refining the sword seem to be a bit..."

Xiahou was a mortal, and he knew that his vision was not as good as that of an orthodox practitioner. He hurriedly asked, "Old abbot, how about the materials for this sword refining?"

The flying sword was sunk, and Zen Master Zhizhu shook his head and said, "There is no reason, no reason. This material seems to be just an ordinary thing in the human world, but it has been refined into a spiritual treasure of the immortal family. How did this be done? And the magic power and practice of the immortals who refined this sword have all reached an incredible state, and even I can't recognize what means to refine it."

Princess Ao Ying heard Zen Master Qizhu praise the sword and listened happily. Zen Master Qizhu returned the flying sword to Xiahou almost reluctantly, and sighed: "You guy is lucky. Even if you are in my hands, you can only get half the cost. It is in your hands..." (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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