Resurrection of Spiritual Qi: at the Beginning of the Game, the Creation of Human Immortal Martial A

Yuanyou used his mind to calculate without hesitation, but he slipped things away without knowing it.

"It's really gone!" When he came to a meditation room, Yuan Xing, accompanied by an old monk, went directly to a wall and opened a dark pavilion.

Seeing that it was empty inside, the round monk suddenly lost his strength and slumped to the ground.

"Abbot, you..." The old monk hurried to help.

Yuan Xing waved his hand with a dejected expression: "Uncle Xuanzhen, has anyone been here recently?"

In an instant, Yuan Xing had already figured out a lot.

With the guards of Zenlin Temple, it is very difficult for outsiders to come in and steal the treasure.

Xuan Zhen pondered and said: "Seven days ago, the abbot came to inspect the World Honored Handwriting. After that, Yuanyou came again, saying that the abbot was not at ease, and asked him to inspect it again."

Speaking of this, his face changed and he shouted, "Oh, no! Could it be that this junior Yuanyou stole the book?"

"It shouldn't be wrong." Yuan Xing stood up, with hatred in his eyes, "I don't remember asking him to check the handwriting again. With my current state, is it too old to be old-fashioned and confused?"

"Abbot, it's my fault! I was fooled by Yuanyou!" Xuanzhen blamed himself.

Yuan Xing waved his hand: "Forget it, Uncle Shi also made an unintentional loss! Yuanyou grew up in a temple since he was a child, who would have thought that he would harbor evil intentions? Now I still think about how to get it back. I'm afraid there will be another wave."

"Yes." Xuan Zhen bowed his head, "The poor monk is willing to go down the mountain to capture Yuanyou and bring back the handwritten book."

"No, I'm afraid it's not enough for the uncle to go down the mountain!" Yuan Xing shook his head, "Yuanyou went down the mountain with thirty-six experts, and now none of them have come back to report, there are only two possibilities. The first possibility is that all thirty-six people are with Yuanyou. Another possibility, man, is that they were all killed."

"Both of these possibilities show that Yuanyou's methods are extraordinary, and it is no longer possible to send one or two people to deal with it."

When Xuan Zhen heard this, he frowned.

He was a generation higher than the Yuanzi generation of monks, and he would still be able to win with one opponent and two, but if he were to beat thirty-seven with one, it would be absolutely impossible.

Arhat Hall and Prajna Hall have always been the two most powerful departments of Chanlin Temple. Every monk has extraordinary talent and strength. As the head of the former Arhat Hall, he is naturally very clear about this.

"What does the abbot mean?" Xuan Zhen asked.

Yuan Xing pondered: "Call together all the monks of the previous Arhat Hall and Prajna Hall, led by Uncle Xuanzhen, go down the mountain to arrest Yuanyou and others, and bring back the World Honored Handwriting."

"Yes." When Xuan Zhen heard this, his face became straight, "With the help of all the brothers and sisters, this matter will be safe."

Chanlin Temple is a thousand-year-old sect, and what is passed down in the temple is the unique knowledge of the way of Qi.

The monks of the previous generation are naturally stronger than the current generation!

"The world is going to make waves again." Xuan Zhenzhen sighed, "The last time the temple was full of power, it was when I helped Ji Taizu to conquer the world."

Yuan Xing nodded: "Yes! That's why Ji Taizu gave me many privileges in Zenlin Temple, even if the ancient books in the temple were not confiscated like a small sect. By the way, just in case, uncle Ji also brought the token given by Ji Taizu back then. , when the time comes to seek help from the imperial court, it will be easier to find someone."

"Yes." Xuan Zhen folded his hands in a salute, and after Yuan Ying's confession, he withdrew and left, and came to the back of the Zen Forest Temple.

Behind the Zen Forest Temple, the leaves of the Bodhi tree are whirling.

Many ancient meditation rooms stood there quietly, and from time to time there were bursts of powerful aura.

"It seems that everyone has reached the peak of the innate! Unfortunately, the road ahead is cut off, and there is nothing to repair after the innate." Xuan Zhen saw this, and shook his head with a wry smile.

Although there are unique skills in the world, Zenlin Temple does not have this kind of predestined method.

Xuanzhen came to a meditation room, knocked on the door, and suddenly shouted, "Is Senior Brother Xuanxin here?"

"Junior Brother Xuanzhen, aren't you protecting the World Honored Scriptures?" From time to time, an old voice came, "Why are you free to come to me today?"

"Senior brother does not know, the World Honored's scriptures were taken down the mountain by the little guy Yuanyou." Xuan Zhen sighed, "I came here to ask for help from the abbots, and I will arrest Yuanyou and bring back the scriptures when I go down the mountain. of."

"Hey..." Xuan Xin let out a snort, and suddenly there was a monk in a white robe, with a look of disbelief, "Isn't that kid Yuanyou very obedient? How did you do such a thing? Is there some misunderstanding?"

Hearing Xuan Xin's three consecutive questions, Xuan Zhen was not surprised at all.

At that time, Xuan Xin also instructed Yuanyou in his practice because he was surprised by Yuanyou's Buddha nature.

If it is said that Yuanyou is the most valued in the temple, in addition to Yuanyou's deceased master, it is this senior brother Xuanxin.

"I don't really believe it either, otherwise how could I be fooled by that kid?" Xuan Zhen smiled wryly and explained the ins and outs...  

After hearing this, Xuan Xin was silent for a while, and sighed: "Well, I'll go down the mountain after a while. Alas, we'll only need to find the World Honored Handwriting at that time, and that kid will just give a little punishment."

Xuan Zhen listened and did not dare to answer.

Senior Brother Xuanxin can clearly say that he wants to violate the abbot's decree, that's because he is the abbot's master, and he doesn't have this kind of treatment.

Two hours later.

A team of more than [-] elderly monks with snow-white eyebrows came out of the Chanlin Temple and went down the mountain with light work.

"It should be stable this time!" Yuan Xing looked at the departing team, and sighed in his heart, "Yuanyou, Yuanyou, I didn't expect you to be silent, it's a blockbuster. Senior brother didn't give them death orders, I hope you Do it yourself!"

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After spending several hours, Cheng Hao finally taught Ji Qingxue and Chen Ai to get started, and it was nine o'clock in the evening when they returned home.

"The recovery of spiritual energy is getting faster and faster, and the Beastmaster has already appeared." Cheng Hao pondered, "There must be a lot of sudden outbreaks like last night, and I should have made plans earlier."

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Grade: two stars