I am Luo Cheng in Sui Dynasty

Southern suburb of Luoyang.

There is a large map here filled with temples.

The buildings in the temple add up to hundreds of rooms, just like a small city.

In the middle, there are seven main halls and a small copper hall with a width of three feet and a depth of three feet each and a height of one and a half feet.

Outside the Bronze Hall, all buildings are covered with three-color glazed tiles, which look like new.

In front of the Bronze Hall, there is a platform square that is as wide as 100 feet, made of white stone and surrounded by white stone railings. In the center is a bronze statue of Manjusri Bodhisattva riding a golden lion. Next to the niches are the Medicine Master, Sakyamuni and Amitabha Buddha. Colored sculptures and gold ornaments are quite impressive.

In addition to the four stone staircase entrances and exits, there are five hundred Arhats evenly distributed, all made of gold and bronze, and each one has a lifelike expression.

Dong-dong-dong...

The Buddha bell was rung. The gold-level Buddha bell had no other effect. It was simply able to make the bell sound heard in every corner within a hundred miles.

On ordinary days, the bell will only be rung during morning and evening classes, and first it will be rung eighteen times quickly, then eighteen times slowly, and finally eighteen times neither fast nor slow, repeated twice, for a total of one hundred and eight times. Down.

But today is different.

The Buddhist bell was struck with a tight rhythm.

After thirty-six sounds, it stopped abruptly

"Senior brother, do you count?"

All the monks were stunned. One person grabbed another person and said in a deep voice.

"I counted, thirty-six times!"

"Oh my god, isn't something big happening?"

Everyone was shocked, and their expressions changed greatly.

Thirty-six quick knocks meant that something that could threaten the entire Jing Nian Zen Sect had happened!

Yes, this is the home of the Jing Nian Zen Sect.

Of course it's on the surface.

As the most mysterious Jing Nian Zen Sect among the three major forces of Demon Sect, Cihang Jing Zhai, and Jing Nian Zen Sect, no one knows where the Jing Nian Zen Sect’s true residence is.

Even in this area, it is only their public face. It's just their territory.

At this time, the bell rang, and all the monks of Jing Nian Zen Sect were shocked.

"All the elders, chiefs, abbots, and abbots came to the Mahavira Hall to discuss matters."

A deep voice sounded.

Then the crowd exploded.

All the monks gathered together in twos and threes, discussing anxiously.

"It's the voice of Master Chengjing. Oh my God, isn't he in retreat, trying to break through to the fourth level of peerlessness? It seems something has really happened, even he has come out."

"Amitabha, is our sect in danger?"

"Is it the devil calling?"

However, almost the next second after the voice sounded, more than a dozen figures rose into the sky.

A famous monk with a solemn face rose into the air and rushed towards the Main Hall.

The Main Hall is One of the seven main halls.

At this time, there were three monks sitting cross-legged in the main hall, each with an expressionless face.

Only one kept counting the beads, one kept chanting Amitabha in a low voice, and the other kept looking outside the door. Waiting for others to arrive.

The only thing the three of them have in common is that there are beads of sweat on their bald heads. It is obvious that their mood is not as relaxed as they appear.

"swish swish……"

Streams of light fell outside the hall, and then one monk walked in.

Tall, short, fat, thin, old, small, all of them.

There are seventeen monks in total, including the Four Great Protectors, the first of Bodhidharma Temple, the first of Prajna Hall, the first of Thousand Buddhas, the first of Wooden Alley, the first of Tongren Alley, the first of Mercy Hall, five elders, and two branch abbots.

As soon as they walked in, they took their seats.

Someone looked at the three monks sitting at the top and said in a deep voice:"Amitabha, three brothers, I don't know if you are ringing the Buddha bell, but what big thing will happen?"

If there is no big thing, naturally it will not be rung.

But if you don't ask, it's hard to talk.

Three monks sitting in the middle.

The name on the left is Chengjing, Chengguan's junior fellow apprentice. He was the one who called the people together just now.

The monk on the right has a clear name: he is the elder of Jing Nian Zen Sect.

The one in the middle is Liao Kong, who is also the elder of Jing Nian Zen sect.

Liao Kong didn't speak, but nodded to Miao Ran.

Immediately afterwards, a clear and solemn voice sounded.

"Brothers and sisters, we have just received news that a very serious matter has occurred. If it is not handled properly, I am afraid that our Jing Nian Zen Sect will be facing annihilation!"

Everyone was shocked

"Amitabha, senior brother, how do you say this?"

Bu'ai quickly spoke.

He is the head of the four great Vajras of the Jing Nian Zen Sect. His strength has reached the third level of the peerless world, which is extremely terrifying. The others also looked at Ming Ran one by one.

Ming Ran let out a long sigh.

He He took out a scroll from his cassock and handed it to everyone

"Brothers and sisters, see for yourselves."

The monk sitting next to him took it, opened the scroll and took a look, and his expression suddenly changed.

After reading it in a dull manner, he handed it to the next person.

After everyone had finished reading, the entire Main Hall was silent, and all the monks None of them spoke.

The atmosphere was extremely solemn.

Who would have thought that the abbot was actually killed!

This incident was something that could shock the entire Jing Nian Zen Sect.

And the most important thing is that the reason for Cheng Guan's death was related to the nine elders. Ding Yanping, one of the double gun generals, is inseparable.

What they have to consider now is whether Cheng Guan's death will affect them and whether it will affect the entire Jing Nian Zen Sect.

Life and death are at stake.

It's really not a lie.

"Amitabha, brothers and sisters, what do you think of this matter?"

There was sadness in Chengjing's eyes.

The one who was killed was his senior brother, and he had a good relationship with him.

Others probably just thought the matter was troublesome, but no one would be sad about it.

He was different.

Still no one spoke.

Everyone There was silence, and occasionally a few familiar people looked at each other and shook their heads.

What to say, what is there to say?

Revenge or not to revenge?

Stop making trouble, that is Ding Yanping, the two-gun general. If he stays here Here, the opponent may still be a little wary and won't attack directly.

Thinking of revenge, I guess he will be stabbed to the core as soon as they meet.

Now it is not a question of whether to take revenge, but how. I guarantee that Ding Yanping will not implicate the entire Jing Nian Zen Sect.

【The fourth update.

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