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The Snowland Buddha Kingdom is located in the south of the Hundred Thousand Snow Mountains. The terrain is extremely high and the climate is extremely cold. It is covered with ice and snow all the year round. Even though it is the summer of the Qiongtian Continent, it is still covered in silver and snow.

Because of the geographical environment, most of the plants cannot grow here, and the lives of ordinary people are extremely difficult. Except for a few kinds of cold-resistant food crops, the vast majority of people rely on hunting for a living.

There are a lot of elks and snow pigs in the mountains. They are all ordinary beasts. They don't have strong attack and defense capabilities like monsters. It is not difficult for experienced hunters to catch them. They can not only get food, but also have good food. Even so, what they can get is still limited, because most of the harvest has been confiscated by the government.

Excessive levies of miscellaneous taxes have made the people miserable. What's more, the government has set up roadblocks in various places to prohibit fleeing south. One can imagine the lives of the people here. [

Under such difficult living conditions, people have a particularly fanatical desire for the afterlife, which has also contributed to the spread and growth of Buddhism.

Every household, even if they save food and drink, must burn incense and worship Buddha in order to pray for wealth in the next life. To put it bluntly, this is a country ruled by Buddhism. Even the mortal kings of the past dynasties are not hereditary, but by The stewards of the Buddhist sect directly designated that monks have the highest status here.

The White Elephant Temple is the transcendent and inviolable existence in the country of thousands of temples. It not only controls all the temples in the Snowy Buddha Kingdom, but also has a great influence on other Buddhist monks in the Qiongtian Continent.

The strength of the White Elephant Temple itself may not be considered strong, but its influence is far greater than that of the Zifu, the Jiuchongtian Palace, and the Jedi Palace.

Buddhist monks are different from other Taoist sects in Qiongtian. They have a self-contained practice system. They share the four realms of mindfulness, Hinayana, Yuanjue, and emptiness, which correspond to common Qi refining, foundation building, Jindan, and Yuanying. Four realms.

As for the realm similar to Lichen above Yuanying, few people know about it, perhaps only the venerable of the White Elephant Temple has the opportunity to know.

The Buddhist sect specializes in relics. This relic is not much different from the Taoist golden elixir and the monster elixir. They are all a manifestation of compressing the vitality in the body to the extreme. If one day, the relic is broken, revealing the golden body of the ancient Buddha , that is equivalent to the realm of advanced Nascent Soul.

Other sects sneered at the cultivation methods of the Buddhist sect, thinking that it was a trick to sell dog meat, but it was actually no different from other monks.

The concept of monks and monks in Baixiang Temple is extremely serious. According to the realm, they are divided into four levels: Tuduo, Arhat, King Kong, and Venerable.

Among King Kong, the most famous one is "Dou Zhan King Kong" Nagarjuna, a genius monk among the younger generation. Other monks in Qiongtian Continent usually call him "War Monk" Nagarjuna.

This monk who is determined to seek to prove the way through battle has a fierce temper, and his dead souls are even worse than the evil monks. He doesn't look like a monk, but like a general who kills gods in the world.

Although the old monks of the White Elephant Temple had great opinions on him, they did not dare to criticize him face to face. Aside from the fact that he was the most proud disciple of the first Elder Master of the White Elephant Temple, his military exploits in defending the line of defense of the Soul Race , is enough to make him stand proudly above the peaks.

Longshu has been in a bad mood recently. The Soul Clan has been making a lot of noise recently. They seem to be eager to enter the south, and they often attack the defense line of the Hundred Thousand Snow Mountain in groups. Under such circumstances, he is just a monk at the early stage of Jindan , the strength seemed very small, and Baixiang Temple transferred him back to protect his safety.

The days away from fighting and killing made him very unaccustomed, and he often wandered in the secret room for a long time before he could settle down.

"call--!"

Longshu casually touched the snowballs on the leaves around him and covered his face, the cold chill calmed his boiling blood slightly, but soon it rekindled again.

For the Thutuo who passed by his side, the arhats respectfully said "I have seen Brother Nagarjuna", and then walked away with timidity and respect in their eyes.

Although Nagarjuna has a reckless temper, his mind is very delicate, otherwise he would not have survived several times of killing to this day. He was clearly aware of the meaning in the eyes of the juniors around him, but he did not respond at all.

The longer he practiced, the wider his horizons would be. Only monks who were stronger than him were worthy of his attention, or in other words, to conquer. [

"Whoa!"

The bitingly cold well water poured from his smooth hair, drenched his head and head, and shivered again, which made him feel much more comfortable. For him, this kind of habit developed by ordinary people is more comfortable than his The Great Wisdom Heart Sutra practiced is much more useful.

Nagarjuna took the towel from an ordinary-looking young monk next to him, wiped it, straightened his body and said, "Longshi, I don't like other monks getting too close to me, even if this person is the person I admire the most." Junior brother, because I might be able to knock him into the dust in the next moment."

His voice was firm and powerful, but also carried a cold taste that repelled people thousands of miles away.

The young monk named Longshi twitched his straight nose, showed a complex smile and said, "I don't want to get too close to my senior brother, but you promised me to help me find out about my senior brothers. The situation, the little brother just broke through today, and when he heard that the senior brother is back, he immediately rushed over to ask for clarification."

Nagarjuna threw the towel to him, walked out of the courtyard, and said as he walked: "I don't know why the soul race is going crazy recently, it's a mess, I can't go deep, I can only observe from a distance outside, I didn't see you Those guys recorded in the jade slips."

When the words fell to the ground, his tall and majestic body was wrapped in white monk robes, and disappeared into the wind and snow.

Long Shi was like listening to a thunderbolt from the clear sky, his eyes were blank, the muscles on his face trembled a few times, and he closed his eyes tightly, as if he was worried that tears would flow out.

After a while, he choked up his voice and muttered to himself: "Teacher, I seem to have lost my juniors!"

He tried his best to raise his neck, not wanting anyone to see his weak appearance, but he couldn't control his trembling body, and his eyes were filled with countless sorrows...

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Longshu came out of the courtyard, where people saw him, he sighed softly.

A few years ago, the teacher snatched back a monk from the soul clan team that went south to plunder monks, that is, Longshi, who later became his junior brother. He and several other monks are all talented monks, although His cultivation base is a bit low, but given time, he will definitely become the mainstay of the sect.

It's a pity that even with the cultivation of the first master of the White Elephant Temple, only the one with the best aptitude can be won, and the others can only watch helplessly as they are brought into the snowfield by the soul clan.

Nagarjuna didn't lie, he did try his best to find them, but unfortunately he didn't get any news about them in the end. In fact, everyone knew what happened to them. Unless there was a miracle, it would be nothing more than being taken away by the soul clan. Another enemy of the human race.

But, will a miracle really happen?

"Narjuna, come to my place!"

Just as he was feeling emotional, an old and aged voice came into his ears, it was his teacher, the Venerable Master.

Nagarjuna's figure flashed and disappeared into the wind again. After a while, he landed in front of the Zen room at the highest point in the east of Baixiang Temple.

"Meet the teacher!"

The door opened in the wind, Nagarjuna walked in, sat cross-legged on the futon, his face full of respect.

Except for two futons, there is nothing else in the room, full of hard work and inspiration. [

Sitting opposite Nagarjuna was a dry and thin old monk with his eyes closed tightly, his brows were white, his figure was hunchbacked, and he didn't have the slightest aura of a monk. a feeling of.

The white glow flashed!

Sheng took out a jade slip and shot it at Nagarjuna.

Longshu took a look, and soon, his face changed again and again.

After a long while, he said: "No wonder those guys have been restless recently. An old ghost who is equivalent to the middle stage of the human soul, I am afraid that there are not many souls in the entire soul clan, but this guy wants to take away the body of Taoist Yuelong from the Taiyi Gate. It's too big."

Sheng Sheng said in a deep voice: "I know better than you how powerful Taoist Yuelong is. I didn't call you here to hear you praise him. Tell me, what do you think of the things on the jade slip?"

Nagarjuna frowned and said, "This matter is naturally decided by the teacher and the masters, I dare not make rash comments."

Sheng Sheng said angrily: "White Elephant Temple will be handed over to you after all, do you plan to wait until my lifespan is exhausted before thinking about these issues?"

Longshu looked cold and said: "The teacher seems to have forgotten that Junior Brother Longshi's talent is still higher than mine."

Sheng was silent for a while and said: "Longshi's heart is not here! Speak, tell me what you think."

Nagarjuna was slightly stunned, then his face softened, and he muttered: "If you want to help Taoist Yuelong drive that soul race out of his body, you can only get out of the treasure of our White Elephant Temple, the Danghun Bell. The restraining effect of the demons in the ghost domain is the most effective, with three strikes, the soul of the primordial spirit that does not match the body can be driven out of the body. However, I do not agree to use this treasure!"

"Why?"

Nagarjuna shot an indifferent light from his eyes and said: "The old ghosts of the soul race are our enemies, but Taoist Yuelong is not our friend. In order to prevent the soul race from going south, our Baixiang Temple paid the lives of countless disciples, but let The Qiongtian sects took advantage of it, and now they are just a monk whose body has been taken, and they want us to ask for the treasure of the town temple, how can there be such a beautiful thing in the world."

Sheng nodded, and said with satisfaction: "Very well, if Taoist Yuelong can pass this test, it is naturally his good fortune. If he can't pass, Ji Baiyi, that murderous god, may lead people to kill him in a fit of anger. The soul race, no matter what, is the benefit of our Snowy Buddha Kingdom."

Longshu nodded in agreement.

Sheng said: "You send two Jade Talismans for me, one to Taiyimen, tell them that we can do nothing about this matter, and one to your Shi Shuchen at the defense line of the snow mountain, so that he can relax. All the factions in the sky have not worked hard for many years, so they deserve to be taught a lesson!"