In the pavilion behind the mountain of Miyin Temple, sitting cross-legged quietly, calming down his turbulent mood.

Buxu is a true Buddhist monk, but he has never been able to fulfill the requirements of Buddhism and still has a trace of persistence in his heart. He deeply feels that the evildoers in the world have not been able to get all their retribution, so he would rather take action to act on behalf of heaven. Because of this, although Buxu's martial arts is higher than his senior brother, his master passed the position of the leader to Dukong at that time.

It is not empty, but also knows that the mind is false and acts on the way of heaven, which violates the natural law of retribution. Therefore, after making mistakes, they all face the wall and think about their mistakes in order to cleanse their minds.

There was no one in this quiet wall-faced pavilion. Yesterday, Wuming came and left soon. Today, footsteps sounded again. Buxu frowned, and the calm heart lake was rippling again. He slowly turned around and looked at the wooden door. With a creaking sound, a figure slowly walked in.

"Master Buxu, it's been a long time since we saw you!" Bai Xiaosheng slowly raised his head, and there was a smile on his face.

Buxu was surprised and thought to himself, why did this person come? But he still remembered this person. In the deep mountains, the two had a fight. "Amitabha!" Buxu put his hands together and said slowly: "I wonder why the donor suddenly visited my temple?"

Bai Xiaosheng's mouth raised and said, "Bai Xiaosheng was grateful to Master's favor, and today I will repay his kindness."

True to me, "The monks are empty and there is nothing to me, and the kindness is nothing to me. If the donor comes only for this, please come back."

Bai Xiaosheng shook his head and said, "The master will drive me away if he doesn't listen to me. This is not good. What I want to say is very interesting. Master, please listen."

Buxu's eyebrows tucked, he slowly stood up and said, "Please give the donor a famous saying."

Bai Xiaosheng nodded, with a strange smile on his face and said, "You Temple has seized Bu Jingyun!"

Buxu was stunned, his eyes widened and said, "Please be careful when the donor speaks. How could my temple detain Bu Jingyun?"

Bai Xiaosheng stretched out his finger and shook, "Master, I am here to repay my kindness, not to take revenge. How could I talk nonsense about such a thing? Your senior brother Dukong is a person from the Xiawang Mansion. Why did he detain Bu Jingyun?"

"Amitabha! Amitabha!" Buxu chanted the Buddha's name very much, shook his head slowly, and sighed: "It seems that the senior brother's mood has also been broken."

"Hey!" Bai Xiaosheng smiled sarcastically and said, "Master, this is just the first news I brought, and there is a second..." He showed a strange smile, his heart was bored, and he felt something was wrong in secret. "Pojun, here you are!"

As soon as this said, he widened his eyes and quickly lowered his eyes and said, "Donor, I have something to do, let's take a step first." He quickly leaped over Bai Xiaosheng and headed to the Foci Hall ahead.

In the pavilion facing the wall, Bai Xiaosheng laughed loudly. Soon, his body flashed, followed Buxu and rushed to Foci Hall.

Miyin Temple has always been peaceful and quiet. Wuming brought Bu Jingyun, breaking the tranquility here and breaking the mood of the abbot Dukong. He couldn't help but take action, detaining Bu Jingyun and torture him. But he didn't know that there was a person in Miyin Temple who would rescue Bu Jingyun, which was the blood-drinking skeleton Xueantian. After losing to Bu Jingyun, this guy became a monk and practiced in Miyin Temple. He was regarded as a confidant by Bu Jingyun, and felt both mocking and sad. This time Bu Jingyun fell into trouble, and Xueantian naturally wanted to save him.

Then Pojun arrived and would slaughter the Miyin Temple, and he would die at his hands.

Bai Xiaosheng once suffered great kindness, but this time he came here to rescue the Miyin Temple, which was not worthy of kindness. He called out goodwill at this time, just to ask him to save Bu Jingyun, otherwise he would definitely start a killing act when Bu Jingyun escapes by himself.

When Buxu rushed outside the Foci Hall, he saw Chuchu asking Bu Jingyun where he went. The little monk said Bu Jingyun took the sword and left. Hearing this, Buxu snorted with anger.

When the little monk saw that Buxu changed his face and said no, he didn't dare to speak.

He glared at him and said to Chuchu: "Little girl, come with me."

Buxu led Chuchu, followed Bai Xiaosheng, and soon walked out of the dark room. A scream came from the dark room, making Buxu frown even tighter. Chuchu was shocked and shouted: "Brother Bu..."

"Amitabha!" The loud Buddha's name spread throughout the dark room, and the powerful force shocked the dark room and trembled. Bu Jingyun's heart trembled, and his ferocious face froze.

The wooden door opened, Buxu walked slowly in. Chuchu flew and rushed onto Bu Jingyun, and said carelessly: "Brother Bu, are you okay?"

"Stinky monk..." Bu Jingyun cursed.

Buxu shook his head and looked directly at Dokō and said, "Senior Brother, why did you do this?"

Dukong didn't say anything, but just shook his head slowly, looking a little lonely. Buxu sighed and said, "I have known all about my senior brother's affairs. I can use such a method to be worthy of the robes on my senior brother." Buxu gently chased the Buddhist beads in his hand and said, "Senior brother, please move to the wall pavilion and think about your mistakes."

Dukong still didn't say anything. He raised his foot, as if he was about to walk out, but suddenly turned around and slapped it with one palm. With a sound of touch, Bukong suddenly hit the wall with a palm, but Dukong flew to the Jingyun.

"No!" Chu Chu exclaimed. At the critical moment, a sword light lit up outside, and a bright light flashed by, and the body rising from the sky hit Bu Jingyun, slowly falling and falling to the ground.

"Senior Brother..." Buxu exclaimed and quickly stepped forward, but Dukong was cut by a sword and was already dead. "Amitabha! The donor is too hot to take action!" He looked out the door, and there was a figure looming.

"Hey!" said Bai Xiaosheng with a sneer, "It's true. I came here to repay my kindness. Passing through the sky is just a small matter, and Pojun is a big matter. This monk is obviously controlled by the inner demon, and keeping him will only make bad things. At such a critical moment, can you still not tell the importance of it?"

Hearing this, Buxu shook his head, and his face showed a look of compassion. Yes, the danger of Miyin Temple has fallen, but he cannot put Miyin Temple in danger for his senior brother. "Alas!" He sighed, Buxu bowed to Dukong's corpse twice, walked slowly to Bu Jingyun, untied the iron chain for him, and said, "Donor, this is my fault of Miyin Temple. Buxu will make compensation later. My Miyin Temple is about to suffer great disaster. Please leave quickly and notify my friend Wuming and let him be careful."

Bu Jingyun snorted coldly, unable to refuse. He looked at the monk Buxu and said coldly: "Where is my sword?"

Buxu was stunned and said, "But I forgot it, donor, please!"

"Master Buxu..." Not far away, a man jumped from the roof of his room, holding a black sword in his hand, which was the peerless sword.

When Bu Jingyun saw the visitor, he said in surprise: "Snowy Sky!"

"Master Buxu..." Xue Antian immediately stepped forward to explain, saying that he had discovered that Master Dukong had captured Bu Jingyun privately. He had received Bu Jingyun's grace, so he came here to steal the sword and wanted to save Bu Jingyun.

Buxu nodded after hearing this, took the peerless sword and sent it back to Bu Jingyun, and said, "Donor, everything is over. Please leave quickly and notify Wuming, saying that Pojun has arrived, so let him be careful."

Bu Jingyun glanced at him, turned around and left, Chuchu followed quickly like a follower. When the two left, Buxu said to Xue Antian: "Go and ring the bell and let everyone gather in Foci Hall."

"Yes!" As soon as Xue Antian left, Bai Xiaosheng walked out. Buxu turned around and looked at him, saying, "Buxu thanks for the donor's letter. I wonder what the donor has plans?"

"Hehe..." Bai Xiaosheng laughed and said, "Why did I miss such a big battle? And I really want to see if Bu Jingyun can really leave?"

Buxu frowned and said, "What does the donor mean?"

Bai Xiaosheng did not answer, Buxu frowned and looked at him, shook his head slightly, and walked quickly towards Foci Hall. Soon, all the monks of Miyin Temple came, and Buxu told them that this temple would usher in a great enemy. They were not opponents, so they asked them to leave immediately and hide. When the monks heard this, they were immediately in an uproar, and many of them were unwilling to leave. Buxu was furious and said, "The people who came were fierce and vicious. If you don't leave, my Miyin Temple lineage will be cut off in his hands. Do you want me to have my Miyin Temple's inheritance cut off?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the monks were silent, and some monks sighed and said nothing. They did not tell them apart, and forced them to leave immediately.

Soon, the hall became quiet. Buxu turned around and looked at the Buddha's stone statue and prayed softly.

"No, there are those two..." Suddenly, Buxu exclaimed, his body flashed out quickly, and he ran out outside. Bai Xiaosheng smiled and immediately thought of Xiongba's father and daughter. After Xiongba was rescued by Wuming, he was sent to this nearby and lived in seclusion here. Buxu was worried about the safety of the two, so he rushed there quickly.

On the way, Bai Xiaosheng thought of the ending of Youruo, which was a little bit awkward, and his speed also increased a little. When he followed Buxu to Xiongba's seclusion, he happened to see a sword sheath shot out of the grass. Bai Xiaosheng didn't think about it, kicked his feet and shot out a flying stone quickly. With a tingling sound, the sword sheath was knocked away, and with a puff, Bu Jingyun's long sword penetrated through Xiongba.

The movements between the two sides made Buxu stand on the spot. He looked at Bu Jingyun and should have shouted at him, but then he looked at the ground-falling sword sheath, and felt it was extremely dazzling. How could he not recognize the heroic sword sheath? r1152
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