My Martial Arts Life Simulator

2022-05-10

Chapter 81 Welcome

On this day, the snow did not stop.

Yu Qing walked out of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, which had been on duty overnight, and looked at the snow outside, and an inexplicable emotion suddenly surged in his heart.

“Today is January 16, it’s… your birthday, right?” Yu Qing seemed to be talking to someone, but also to himself.

In order to investigate the details of Yu Qing, Ku Ye made a special trip to Yu Qing’s hometown in Yue Province.

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

However, Kuye did not mention what happened to Yu Qing’s current family.

The original owner’s memory is also vague.

Maybe they are all dead.

“Boom——”

“Boom——”

“Boom——”

……

The melodious bell pierced the tranquility of the morning.

Countless shiny heads stick out from the large and small rooms…

This is the welcome bell in the temple!

Yu Qing slightly frowned.

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

even more how Vajra Temple

But when the bell rings, it must mean that a distinguished guest has arrived!

Yu Qing thought for a while, then turned around and returned to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

It doesn’t matter to him if he has a distinguished guest. When the sky falls, it is always the elders who have the bitterness.

But to his surprise, there was a hurried knock on the door outside the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

“Little Martial Uncle, Martial Ancestor called you to the great hall!”

Yu Qing, who was meditating in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion with his eyes closed, immediately got up and opened the door Afterwards, he asked the little novice who came to inform him, “What distinguished guests came to the temple?”

The little novice shook his head: “Disciple doesn’t know, but I only know that it is the virtuous, the peaceful, and the feeling of suffering. The three Martial Ancestors welcomed people in, and then the bitter sage Martial Ancestor called Disciple to inform Little Martial Uncle that you were going to preach the great hall.”

Is it related to you?

Yu Qing didn’t hesitate, and moved towards the great hall.

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

In addition to the ascetic host of the closed door, the bitter wood who is thinking behind closed doors, and the walker bitter leaves outside.

The three most prestigious monks in the temple are here!

What is the identity of the person coming?

Yu Qing looked sideways,

Then his pupils shrank suddenly!

“Fang Wuju!”

“It’s you!” Fang Wuju standing on the other side also recognized Yu Qing.

“Fearless, Buddhaism is a pure place, don’t make noise!”

A delicate voice came into his ears, and Yu Qing realized that Fang Wuju was sitting reclining in front of him. with a person.

Looking at this person’s bearless white face again, just looking at the facial features, men and women are unpredictable, the whole person is wrapped in a colorful cloak, and the white hands are stretched out, each minding their own business.

It seems that Yu Qing was scrutinizing him. The man suddenly raised his eyes, and a pair of slender phoenix eyes flashed a bright glow in an instant…

bang!

Yu Qing only felt a muffled sound in his ears, and then his blood surged, and True Qi in the meridian actually reversed!

He understood immediately,

Meet the expert!

“Oh!”

Yu Qing’s angry roar was heard, his hands clasped together, and then a golden light overflowed from his fingers, and Yu Qing was bathed in golden light in an instant!

“Oh, Arhat golden body, Interesting!” The man laughed softly with a “puchi” when he saw Yu Qing golden light on his body.

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand in the air, and the huge transparent palm print on the in midair side instantly condensed, and then came straight to Yu Qing!

Whoosh!

Yu Qing expression congeals!

He has already sensed the terrifying power contained in this palm print!

Coming!

Yu Qing’s pupils opened slightly, and saw that the palm print had already flown in front of him!

Bang!

A loud bang!

“Amitabha—” Yoyo Buddha echoed in the great hall!

In front of Yu Qing, two yellow silhouettes are slowly withdrawing their hands and putting them in front of her chest.

“Master, Martial Uncle!” Yu Qing saw with his own eyes that master Kuxian and Martial Uncle Kuning worked together to turn the huge palm print away.

But when he looked closely, he found that Martial Uncle’s figure was trembling slightly!

The other party is who!

“Fang donor!” Kuxian said solemnly: “This is the Vajra Temple, not the Great Yong’s inner court, even if this poor monk’s Disciple offends, there are also the precepts of this temple to punish!”

“Master Kuxian is serious, we Fang Fuquan just want to try this Yu Qing…Oh no! It should be called Master Xing’e!”

Fang Fuquan!

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

Seeing Fang Wuju standing behind him respectfully, he immediately reacted!

Fang Fuquan!

“Godfather, he…” Fang Wuju looked at Yu Qing who was being protected by Ku Xian and Ku Ning, and took two steps forward to say something, but Fang Fuquan reached out and stopped him.

Fang Fuquan then got up and said with a smile: “I heard that Vajra Temple is going to re-elect a new host and the next world walker recently. The old slave was specially ordered by the Holy One to come to Vajra Temple to watch the ceremony. For the offense, I also look to several eminent monks, Haihan!”

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

“Amitabha!” Kuxian frowned: “Fang donor, this temple has never had this precedent!”

In the past few hundred years, in addition to the Shaolin of the same sect, the Vajra Temple Re-election of the host and walker, no outsider has ever watched the ceremony!

“Why, don’t tell me we’ve all come here, and you still have to evict the guests?” Fang Fuquan immediately narrowed his eyes and said slowly.

“Is there a king’s land under the whole world, a king’s minister, Great Buddhist Monk, or the Vajra Temple on the Vajra Peak, is it not the boundary of the Great Yong?”

“Amitabha!” Kuxian said with a bitter smile: “Director Fang is joking.”

“It’s just the matter of re-election of the host and the walker, and the ascetic Senior Brother needs to get out of the customs…”

“Amitabha!” p>

“Then just wait!” Fang Fuquan waved his hands indifferently: “We will arrange a few wing rooms for our children, and we will stay in this thousand-year-old temple!”

“Yes, godfather!”

Fang Fu has more than a dozen people behind him, all of whom are the same as Fang Wuju. Fang Fu is called godfather!

Yu Qing glanced at it and found that the one with the lowest cultivation base also has Aperture Transformation Realm.

Seeing this, Kuxian also had nothing to do with Fang Fu, so he could only arrange: “Kujie Junior Brother.”

“Senior Brother.” Kujue replied.

“Let’s make arrangements for Director Fang and the others.”

“Senior Brother, isn’t it…” Kujue hesitated for a while, and asked, “Go ask for instructions to host Senior Brother?”

Ku Xian shook his head, then extended the hand and placed it under Ku Jue’s eyes.

Kujue fixed his eyes and saw three big characters “Let him go” written on Kuxian’s hand!

It is the host’s handwriting!

Kujue immediately understood, and then he greeted a few Disciples of the true character generation to make arrangements.

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

Yu Qing also saw the writing on master Kuxian’s hand, and it seemed like it appeared out of thin air!

“Little Monk!” Suddenly a voice came, Yu Qing found Fang Fuquan staring at him.

“It’s good to be a Little Monk obediently and honestly, follow the rules and regulations, and don’t covet things you shouldn’t have!” The disciples were led out of the great hall by the bitter feeling.

Before leaving, Fang Wuju gave Yu Qing a fiercely look!

You Fang Wuju are so arrogant!

Yu Qing ruthless glared back immediately, and at the same time made a silent international gesture to him with his hand below!

Although Fang Wuju doesn’t know why, but looking at Yu Qing’s raised middle finger, he also roughly understands that this should not mean a good thing.

“Fearless, what are you still doing?” Fang Fuquan’s voice came.

Fang Wuju could only angrily “hmph” and then left the great hall.

“pu ——” Ku Ning Martial Uncle collapsed suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

“Junior Brother!”

“Martial Uncle!”

Ku Xian and Yu Qing hurried forward to help.

Ku Ning wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, shook his head and indicated that he was fine: “It’s just that a mouthful of blood is difficult to resolve, and it’s okay to spit it out!”

“Amitabha, this way 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 ascetic presiding!” Kuxian sighed.

He joined hands with the bitter Junior Brother Ning, and almost missed Fuquan’s palm.

If it wasn’t for Junior Brother Ning’s hard support, I’m afraid Vajra Temple’s face would be broken on the spot.

“Xing’e, I think that Fang Fuquan seems to have murderous intentions towards you. If nothing happens in the past few days, don’t come out!” Kuxian explained to Yu Qing again.

“Let him stay at the Kuchanyuan where the Senior Brother retreats. If Fang Fuquan really wants to do it, he should also take care of the Senior Brother host!” Ku Ning suggested.

“Alright, Fang Fuquan is not good, it’s better to be safe!” Kuxian suddenly nodded and agreed with this suggestion.

(End of this chapter)