My martial arts life simulator

Chapter 81
On this day, the heavy snow still did not stop.

Yu Qing walked out of the Buddhist scripture pavilion where he had been guarding all night, looking at the snow-covered outside, an inexplicable emotion suddenly surged in his heart.

"Today is January [-]th, is... your birthday, right?" Yu Qing seemed to be speaking to someone, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

In order to investigate Yu Qing's details, Kuye made a special trip to Yu Qing's hometown in Yuezhou.

Despite the war, he still heard a lot of news about Qing.

But Kuye never mentioned what happened to Yu Qing's family now.

The memory of the original owner is also very vague.

Maybe they're all dead.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

……

The melodious bells pierced the tranquility of the morning.

Countless shiny heads protrude from rooms large and small...

This is the welcoming bell in the temple!

Yu Qing frowned slightly.

The mountain was blocked by heavy snow, and it was difficult for ordinary people to go up the mountain.

What's more, the King Kong Temple hides from the world all year round, so there are no guests!
But since the bell is ringing, it must mean that a distinguished guest has arrived!
Yu Qing thought for a while, then turned and went back to the Scripture-Depository Pavilion.

It's none of his business that there are distinguished guests. When the sky falls, there will always be elders of the hard-working generation, and seniors who are already seniors will stand up for it!

But to his surprise, soon someone knocked on the door outside the Sutra Pavilion.

"Little Uncle Xing'er, Uncle Kuxian Master told you to go to the Great Dharma Hall!"

Yu Qing, who was meditating and resting with his eyes closed in the Sutra Pavilion, immediately got up, opened the door, and asked the little monk who came to inform him, "What kind of distinguished guest has come to the temple?"

The little novice shook his head: "I don't know, I only know that the three master uncles, Kuxian, Kuning, and Kujue, welcomed you in, and then the master uncle Kuxian asked the disciple to inform the little master that you go to the main hall of propagating the Dharma."

Is the person who came here related to me?

Yu Qing didn't hesitate, and walked towards the Dharma Propagation Hall.

As soon as I entered the entrance of the main hall, I saw three eminent monks, Kuxian, Kuning, and Kujue standing on one side of the hall.

In addition to the presiding asceticism in retreat, the bitter tree that thinks about mistakes behind closed doors, and the bitter leaves that walk outside.

The three eminent monks with the highest prestige in the temple are all here!

What is the identity of the visitor?
Yu Qing looked sideways,

Then the pupils shrank suddenly!
"Fang has no fear!"

"It's you!" Fang Wuju, who was standing on the other side, also recognized Yu Qing.

"Don't be afraid, the pure place of Buddhism, don't make any noise!"

A delicate voice came into his ears, and Yu Qing realized that there was a person sitting obliquely in front of Fang Wuji.

Looking at this person's face without any beard, just looking at his facial features are unpredictable, the whole person is wrapped in a brightly colored cloak, stretching out his white hands, playing with them on his own.

It seemed that Yu Qing was scrutinizing him. The man suddenly raised his eyes, and a gleam flashed across the pair of slender Danfeng eyes...

boom!
Yu Qing only felt a muffled sound in his ears, and then his blood surged, and the true energy in his meridians reversed!

He suddenly understood,

Meet the master!
"Ah!"

Hearing Yu Qing's furious roar, he folded his palms together, and then a golden light overflowed from his fingers, instantly Yu Qing's whole body was bathed in the golden light!
"Oh, Arhat's golden body, it's interesting!" Seeing the green and golden body, the man laughed softly with a "puchi".

As soon as the words fell, he waved his hand casually in the air, and a huge transparent palm print in mid-air instantly condensed, and then rushed straight towards Yu Qing!

call!
Yu Qing's eyes froze!
He has already felt the terrifying power contained in this palm print!
coming!

Yu Qing's pupils opened slightly, and saw that the palm prints had already flown in front of her eyes!
boom!
A loud bang!
"Amitabha——" Yoyo Buddha's name echoed in the hall!

In front of Yu Qing, two yellow figures were slowly withdrawing their hands and putting them together on their chests.

"Master, Uncle!" Yu Qing saw with his own eyes that Master Kuxian and Uncle Kuning worked together to dissolve the huge palm print.

But when he looked carefully, he found that his uncle Ku Ning's figure was trembling slightly!

Who is the other party!

"Benefactor Fang!" Ku Xian said in a deep voice: "This is the Vajra Temple, not Dayong's inner court. Even if the poor monk's disciple offends him, he will be punished according to the precepts of this temple!"

"Master Kuxian is serious. I, Fang Fuquan, just want to try this place in Qing... Oh no! It should be called Little Master Xing'er!"

Fang Fuquan!
Hearing this name, Yu Qing suddenly felt as if he had heard it somewhere before!

Seeing Fang Wuwei standing behind the opponent respectfully again, he immediately reacted!
Chief of Staff, Fang Fuquan!

"Godfather, he..." Fang Wu fear looked at Yu Qing, who was guarded by Ku Xian and Ku Ning, and stepped forward to say something, but Fang Fuquan stretched out his hand to stop him.

Fang Fuquan then got up and smiled and said, "I heard that the King Kong Temple is about to elect a new abbot and the next one to walk in the world. The old slave came to the King Kong Temple to observe the ceremony on the order of the Holy One. I just offended a few eminent monks." Haihan!"

As he spoke, he bowed slightly to Kuxian and the others.

"Amitabha!" Kuxian frowned and said, "Master Fang, this temple has never had such a precedent!"

In the past hundreds of years, apart from fellow Shaolin disciples, King Kong Temple has been re-elected to host and walk, and no outsiders have ever watched the ceremony!
"Why, do you still have to chase away the guests after our family has come?" Fang Fuquan narrowed his eyes immediately and said slowly.

"Could it be the king's land under the whole world, the king's ministers and great monks on the shore of the land, could it be that the King Kong Temple on the King Kong Peak is not the boundary of our Dayong?"

"Amitabha!" Kuxian said with a wry smile, "Boss Fang is joking."

"It's just about the re-election of the host and the walking, and it still needs to be obtained after the ascetic brother leaves the customs..."

"Then just wait!" Fang Fuquan waved his hands nonchalantly: "Arrange a few rooms for our children, and we will live in this thousand-year-old temple!"

"Yes, godfather!"

There are more than a dozen people behind Fang Fu, all of whom are the same as Fang Wuju, and Fang Fuquan is called a godfather!
Yu Qing took a glance and found that the one with the lowest cultivation also had the Aperture Transformation Realm.

Seeing this, Kuxian had no choice but to say to Fang Fuquan, "Brother Kujue."

"Brother." Kujue replied.

"Let's arrange for Manager Fang and them."

"Brother, isn't it..." Kujue hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Go ask the presiding brother for instructions?"

Ku Xian shook his head, then stretched out his hand and put it under Ku Jue's eyes.

Ku Jue took a closer look, and there were three large characters "Let him go" written on Ku Xian's hand!
It's the host's handwriting!

Kujue understood immediately, and then called several disciples of the true generation to make arrangements.

The actions between Ku Xian and Ku Jue naturally did not hide the truth from Yu Qing who was closest to them.

Yu Qing also saw the writing on Master Kuxian's hand, and the writing seemed to appear out of thin air!
"Little monk!" Suddenly a voice came, and Yu Qing found that Fang Fuquan was staring at him.

"It's good to be a little monk honestly, keep the rules and precepts, and don't covet what you shouldn't have!" After Fang Fuquan said something inexplicable, he left with his disciples and grandchildren led by bitterness. hall.

Before leaving, Fang Wuju gave Yu Qing a hard look!
You are not afraid of being arrogant!
Yu Qing immediately stared back mercilessly, and at the same time silently made an international gesture to him with his hands below!
Although Fang Wuwei didn't know why, but looking at Yu Qing's raised middle finger, he also roughly understood that this should not have a good meaning.

"No fear, what are you still doing?" Fang Fuquan's voice came.

Fang Wuwei could only "hum" angrily, and then left the hall.

"Pfft——" Uncle Ku Ning suddenly collapsed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Senior brother!"

"Uncle Master!"

Ku Xian and Yu Qing hurried forward to help.

Ku Ning wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and shook his head to indicate that he was fine: "It's just a mouthful of blood that is difficult to dissolve, and it will be fine if you spit it out!"

"Amitabha, this Fang Fuquan deserves to be in charge of the inner court for so many years. I think the only one who can beat him in the temple is the austere abbot!" Ku Xian sighed.

He joined hands with Junior Brother Ku Ning and almost missed Xiang Fuquan's palm.

If Junior Brother Ku Ning hadn't insisted on it, I'm afraid King Kong Temple would have lost face on the spot.

"Xing'er, I think that Fang Fuquan seems to have murderous intentions towards you, if you have nothing to do these few days, don't come out!" Ku Xian confessed to Qing again.

"Go and let him stay in the Kuchanyuan where the elder brother is retreating. If Fang Fuquan really wants to do something, he should take care of the elder brother!" Ku Ning suggested.

"Alright, Fang Fuquan is not a good person, it's better to be on the safe side!" Ku Xian nodded immediately, agreeing with this suggestion.

(End of this chapter)