The first update of the eighth update! At most, Brother Yun left Qingshui City. He was so excited!

Lingjue Temple is a large temple and an ancient temple. Historical records say it was built during the Southern and Northern Dynasties of China.

The architectural layout of Lingjue Temple is square in shape, and the space is organized by the mountain gate hall, the Heavenly King Hall, the Main Palace of the Great Hall, the Main Palace of the Bodhisattva Hall, the Dharma Hall, and the Sutra Tower, which are symmetrical, stable and rigorous.

Along this central axis, the construction of the front and back starts, carrying, turning and closing, like a music that responds to the front and back, with a vivid atmosphere.

Through the architectural layout of Lingjue Temple, Lingyun can see that its layout has a deep view of Yin and Yang universe and a symmetry, order and stable aesthetic psychology.

Ling Yun and Murong Feixue walked through the Main Hall and the Sutra Pavilion, and soon arrived at the backyard that Murong Feixue mentioned.

When he came here, Ling Yun laughed silently. This was not the backyard of Lingjue Temple, but the monk's room and dining hall of Lingjue Temple.

Of course, Murong Feixue is a jewelry appraiser and designer, and her understanding of the temple is similar to that of most ordinary people. In her opinion, since this place is a place where monks from Lingjue Temple live and eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name, idle people are not allowed to enter and tourists are rarely visited. Isn't it just the backyard of Lingjue Temple?

Because this is the monk's room of Lingjue Temple and is not open to the public, it seems deserted, but the Zen rhyme is even stronger.

The two of them came to the gate of the monk's yard together. Murong Feixue said politely to a young monk at the door: "Hello, please go in and inform me. I want to pay a visit to Master Xuanzhi."

The young monk looked at the two of them. Seeing that they were dressed well, he stood on his chest with one palm. He bowed slightly and said, "Please go back, two donors. Master Xuanzhi said, "I won't see the pilgrims today, and I don't agree to the sign."

Murong Feixue looked disappointed, but she didn't want to give up, so she continued to beg: "I'd like to ask the little master to come in and talk, and she said it was Murong Feixue of the Murong family who asked for a meeting."

Murong Wenshi and Master Xuanzhi are very close friends. He comes to Lingjue Temple almost every month to drink fragrant tea with Master Xuanzhi and sit and discuss Zen. Therefore, Murong Feixue naturally knew Master Xuanzhi.

When Murong Feixue was eighteen years old, Murong Wenshi took her to Lingjue Temple and asked for a marriage sign. At that time, it was the sign that Master Xuanzhi gave her. Murong Feixue didn't believe this very much and never took it seriously. Now that it has come true, Murong Feixue naturally wants to come to thank her in person.

Ling Yun stood at the door of the monk's room. He had already released his spiritual consciousness, and then his expression changed slightly because his spiritual consciousness visited the monk's room. In the east of a very simple Zen room, an old monk was sitting on the cushion on the ground.

The old monk was wearing a gray monk's robe and had a slim appearance. He sat cross-legged and was solemn. He twisted Buddhist beads in his hands, his lips moved and opened and closed, and he chanted words, obviously he was sitting in meditation and chanting sutras.

What made Ling Yun's face change was of course not because he suddenly saw a monk chanting scriptures, but because he could not see through the strength and cultivation of this old monk!

Although this old monk looked like an ordinary monk, Ling Yun knew that this old monk was definitely not an ordinary person. His cultivation level was at least above the sixth level of the innate level!

God! There is really such a master in Lingjue Temple!

Since he went up the mountain, Ling Yun has been opening his spiritual sense to the greatest extent, just to see if there are any ancient martial arts practitioners in Lingjue Temple, this famous attraction, Lingjue Temple, but he searched all over Lingjue Temple, but he did not find a acquired master. Ling Yun was a little disappointed, but he didn't expect that when he arrived at the backyard of Lingjue Temple, he discovered one, and he was also a top master!

So far, what Ling Yun has seen can be called a master, that is, three people, Qin Dongxue, Liu Suifeng, and the saint of the Demon Sect.

Qin Dongxue is now at the peak of the fourth level of the innate level. Liu Suifeng is in the early stage of the fifth level of the innate level. As for the cultivation level of the saint of the Demon Sect, Ling Yun cannot see it at all, and it can be said that it is unfathomable.

Of course, Ling Yun and Bai Xian'er are naturally masters, so there is no need to mention this.

As for the monks who practice ancient martial arts, Ling Yun has also seen two, one is the early stage of the eighth level of the acquired, and the other is the first level of the innate master Xingchi. The former was killed by Ling Yun, while the latter died in front of Ling Yun.

Now, Ling Yun saw another one, and this one had extremely high cultivation. Ling Yun couldn't even see through it. How could he not be shocked?

Ling Yunxin said that if nothing unexpected happens, this will definitely be the Master Xuanzhi that Murong Feixue mentioned.

Ling Yun was secretly frightened, feeling that the other party's strength was not inferior to him. He glanced at Murong Feixue who was begging the young monk and said casually: "Sister Murong, since Master Xuanzhi is not seeing guests today, we might as well go back first and come again another day."

Ling Yun didn't want to get too involved with the Buddhists. Thirty-six strategies were the best, and Ling Yun wanted to give up.

However, as soon as Ling Yun finished speaking, he heard a Buddha's name coming from the monk's room: "Amitabha, I don't know that there were distinguished guests visiting today. The old monk was rude. Please come in quickly, the two donors..."

Although the sound is old, it is majestic, like a night drum and morning bell, which is deafening.

Ling Yun's heart moved and immediately sensed it with his spiritual sense that the old monk had stood up with one hand and did not perform any light skills. Everything was no different from that of ordinary people.

When the young monk heard this, he immediately flashed and made way open the door, bowed to Murong Feixue and said, "Master Xuanzhi invites two donors to come in..."

Murong Feixue smiled brightly: "Thank you, my little master..."

After saying that, he pulled Ling Yun's arm and pulled him into the monk's yard. Ling Yun had no choice but to follow him with a wry smile.

As soon as the two entered the monastery, they happened to see the old monk coming out of the monk's room. Perhaps because of meditation just now, his eyes were clear, his spirited, and his face was smiling. He walked over to Ling Yun and Murong Feixue.

"Meet Master Xuanzhi..."

Seeing that Master Xuanzhi had actually greeted him in person, Murong Feixue hurriedly let go of Ling Yun's arm, her face turned a little red, and she seemed to be worshiping Buddha. She folded her hands together and bent down at Master Xuanzhi.

Master Xuanzhi naturally put his hands together to return the gift, and smiled and said, "Feixue, you don't need to be polite. I am a close friend of your grandfather. I drink the tea he sent every year. Today you are here. If I let you be turned away, I have to buy the tea myself in the future..."

"Master Xuanzhi is really good at joking..." Murong Feixue smiled sweetly, shy and charming, bringing a bright and vivid atmosphere to this simple backyard.

Ling Yun stood with his hands behind his back and didn't say anything. He just smiled with Murong Feixue.

"Please come in the house soon..."

Master Xuanzhi led the two into his meditation room. After sitting down, he ordered the young monk who had just made tea. However, he looked at Ling Yun deeply and asked with a smile: "I wonder if this little donor is?"

"Lingyun." Lingyun smiled slightly and told him the truth, neither humble nor arrogant.

"What? Lingyun?!"

After hearing Ling Yun's name, Master Xuanzhi's eyes immediately changed. He stood up and looked at Ling Yun with his eyes up and down.

That look was as shocked and a hint of confusion as if he saw an alien.

Ling Yun and Murong Feixue looked at each other, looked up at Master Xuanzhi and said, "What, has Master Xuanzhi heard of me?"

Murong Feixue was extremely surprised, but Ling Yun knew that Master Xuanzhi was very skilled and probably not much worse than that eighteen years ago. If his mother picked him up at Lingjue Temple and Master Xuanzhi was also in Lingjue Temple at that time, then it would be difficult for Qin Qiuyue to pick up her own affairs that night to hide from Master Xuanzhi's eyes.

"It shouldn't be..." In Murong Feixue's surprised gaze, Master Xuanzhi looked at Ling Yun again, muttered to himself, and slowly sat down.

Seeing that Master Xuanzhi was a rare loss of composure, Murong Feixue asked in confusion: "Master Xuanzhi, Ling Yun is my boyfriend. What you said shouldn't mean, it means..."

"Feixue, I'm sorry, I'm just losing my composure..." Master Xuanzhi knew he was wrong, so he blamed himself first, then looked at Ling Yun again and asked: "Little Donor Ling Yun, I have a very abrupt question that I want to ask you. I don't know if I can say it?"

Ling Yun smiled indifferently: "Master, please tell me."

Now, Ling Yun already knows that he is a descendant of the Ling family, his biological mother is the saint of the previous generation of Demon Sect, and Qin Qiuyue is a member of the Qin family. In front of outsiders, he no longer needs to hide his identity.

He wants to take care of the Ling family, and he naturally wants to take care of the Qin family. The two declining families, the burden of rising again, fell on Ling Yun's shoulders. Faced with masters like Master Xuanzhi, he certainly could not lose his demeanor.

What's more, if Master Xuanzhi really knows something, Ling Yun would also want to ask him about it.

For example, why was Qin Qiuyue picked up at Lingjue Temple, not elsewhere? There is obviously a hidden story here.

"Little donor Lingyun, don't know your current mother, but her surname is Qin?" Master Xuanzhi asked without hiding it.

Ling Yun was moved and nodded and said, "Yes, my adoptive mother is Qin Qiuyue."

Master Xuanzhi was completely stunned.

Murong Feixue was also shocked. She looked at Master Xuanzhi, then looked at Ling Yun, and said blankly: "Master Xuanzhi, do you know him?"

Master Xuanzhi shook his head: "I don't know..."

Ling Yun replied, "Sister Murong, there is something you don't know. My mother picked me up in Lingjue Temple eighteen years ago."

Ling Yun simply said it directly. This is not a secret. It is registered in the public security bureau and there is no need to hide it.

Ling Yun had already made a decision in his heart at this time. He said it just to see if Master Xuanzhi was an enemy or a friend. If he was an enemy, he would kill Master Xuanzhi on the spot without hesitation, even if he had all the trump cards!

Murong Feixue was shocked. She never expected that Ling Yun's life experience would be so bizarre!

"It's you!"

When Master Xuanzhi heard this, his face changed again. He brushed his face and stood up from his seat again. The robe on his body was silently aroused, making a sound, obviously extremely excited. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!