Infinite Battle

Arriving at the temple, Zhixin walked towards the temple without stopping. Jiang Shang took a look at the layout of the temple. The entrance to the temple was paved with floor tiles. Not far from the gate was a copper incense burner with incense in it. Ascend.

Following Monk Zhixin into the temple, the young novices along the way saluted Monk Zhixin with their hands clasped together and called him "

"Meet the host."

After passing through several courtyard gates, we came to the main hall that could be seen from outside the woods. On the door of this main hall were written the four characters of Daxiong Hall, and on the platform facing the door inside, there was a huge golden Buddha statue.

The monk Zhixin stopped at the door, turned around and bowed to Jiang Shang with his hands clasped together.

"Donor, this is my Jinshui Temple. I wonder what the benefactor's purpose is for forcing him to come to my temple? Please explain."

"Master is joking. I don't mean anything else. I'm just staying here for a few days."

Monk Zhixin shook his head. Apparently he didn't quite believe Jiang Shang's words. He said the Buddha's name, then called the little novice monk and gave instructions.

"Take this benefactor to the guest room and treat him well."

The little novice monk next to Monk Zhixin glanced at Jiang Shang secretly, and then made a salute to Zhixin.

"Host, I understand. Please come with me, this donor."

"Thank you very much, master, for agreeing to stay overnight for a few days. Master is really kind and compassionate."

Jiang Shang's face was serious, and he clasped his hands and bowed to Monk Zhixin, then followed the waiting young novice and walked towards the guest room of Jinshui Temple. As the two of them walked farther and farther, they finally turned the corner and disappeared. .

Monk Zhixin watched Jiang Shang leave. He raised his hands and looked at the pair of dark red palm prints on them. His face became ugly. Today, this person has an unknown origin and extraordinary means. I don’t know what kind of martial arts skills this person has. , can actually directly break his Xiaocheng's magical skill of subduing demons.

While Monk Zhixin was thinking, a figure slowly walked behind him.

"Senior brother, this person cannot be kept."

Hearing the voice behind him, Monk Zhixin hid his hands in the sleeves of his cassock, turned his head to look at the visitor, clasped his hands together, and said the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha, why are you here, junior brother? Why are you talking about this?"

This junior brother mentioned by Zhixin,

Dressed in plain white robes and with a delicate face, but with his eyes closed, the handsome monk shook his head in response to Zhixin's question.

"Our Jinshui Temple is afraid of a catastrophe, and the cause lies with this man in black robes. Senior brother, please ask the sect for help."

"this……"

Zhixin's hesitation made the handsome monk frown slightly and his tone became a little colder.

"Senior brother, it's been so long, I don't mind, so why are you so worried about it? When the master made this choice, I also had some choices of my own. Why do you still hold grudges against the master because of what happened back then? .”

The more the handsome monk preached, the darker his face became. Until the end, Zhixin looked at the handsome monk with an extremely ugly face, but no fluctuation could be heard in his tone.

"Junior brother, I'm joking. Back then, my master chose to teach you the Starry Future Tribulation. It was too late for me to be happy for you. How could you resent the master? After all, you paid the price of losing your eyes in order to practice the Starry Future Tribulation. You can still continue to do it for your senior brother. Observing good and bad luck, senior brother is very grateful to junior brother."

This handsome monk seemed to know Monk Zhixin very well. He didn’t say much about Zhixin’s remarks. He just put his hands together and made a salute. He warned Zhixin

"Senior brother, this man in black robe is not a good person. He is riddled with sins. We, Jinshui Temple, will soon face a catastrophe because of this man in black robe. Please think about it, Amitabha."

Having said that, the handsome monk did not wait for Zhixin to say anything else, and turned around and walked towards the main hall. After walking into the huge Buddha statue in the main hall, Zhixin looked at the leaving handsome monk, his eyes slightly narrowed, wondering what he was thinking.

Jiang Shang followed the little novice monk all the way through Jinshui Temple, looking at the attics everywhere and the numerous monks. As he walked down Jinshui Temple, the number of monks that Jiang Shang saw was no less than a hundred. , although his martial arts skills are not superb, he is not weak either.

"Little Master, does your Jinshui Temple have a library such as the Sutra Pavilion?"

The young novice monk in front heard Jiang Shang's question and didn't react for a moment. When he came to his senses, he quickly made a salute.

"Ah... It's a sin, the monk didn't mean to neglect the donor."

Seeing the little novice monk like this, Jiang Shang smiled, with an amiable look on his face, and asked again

"It's okay, young master, you're too polite. It's just the location of this book collection. Can you tell me?"

"This... is the donor looking for the Sutra Collection Pavilion or the Library Collection Pavilion?"

"Don't worry, young master. I just want to check the records of the Land of Bitterness. After all, I'm new to this place and I'm not familiar with it. I'm afraid it's easy for me to commit taboos."

"The library is right over the guest room. When the meeting arrives, the young monk will guide the donor in the direction."

"Excuse me, young master."

"Donor, you're welcome."

After being polite to the young monk, Jiang Shang had no intention of chatting with the young monk anymore after knowing the location of the library. He just looked around and secretly noted the layout of the Jinshui Temple in his mind. Just in case.

As he came to a small courtyard with mountains and water, the young monk stopped, turned around, bowed to Jiang Shang, and said

"Donor, the guest room has arrived. There are no other guests staying at Jinshui Temple at this time. Therefore, the benefactor can choose any house in the courtyard at will. The meal monk will deliver it to the benefactor at that time."

"Thank you, young master. Please point me to the location of the library."

After listening to Jiang Shang's words, the young monk didn't waste any time. He turned around and pointed towards the path leading to a bamboo forest at the edge of the small courtyard.

"Donor, the library you are looking for is in the bamboo forest not far ahead. Follow this path and you will go directly to the library. However, there is no oil lamp in the library. If you want to check information, remember to bring an oil lamp.”

"Thank you, young master, for showing the way. This is a troublesome journey, young master. Please go back. If anything happens, I will come to find you."

Hearing Jiang Shang's obvious intention to drive people away, the young monk didn't care. Although these outsiders stayed in the temple, they didn't like them young novices very much, so they were used to it. The young monk bowed to Jiang Shang. , said in his mouth

"The young monk will go back first, and the donor can do whatever he wants."

Watching the little monk disappear on the way he came, Jiang Shang walked towards the small courtyard. The walls of this courtyard were fences, and the doors were just two very simple small wooden doors. As Jiang Shang pushed open, Jiang Shang walked away with a creaking sound. Got in.

Looking at the six houses in the first three directions to the left and right, Jiang Shang walked straight towards the house in the middle. The wooden door was gently pushed open, and there was a small wooden table, two small benches, and a bed with a blue bed on it. There was no dust on the bedding in the room. It was obvious that someone was cleaning it frequently and it was extremely dry.

Jiang Shang glanced at it and didn't care too much. From the current point of view, the conditions in this world are not as dilapidated as those in the general martial arts world. Instead, almost everyone has practiced martial arts. From what Jiang Shang has seen so far, It's pretty prosperous.

I just don’t know if it’s like this in Jinshui City, or if it’s like this in most cities in the world.

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . :