Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

Baima temple is located in the West Fourth Ring Road of the imperial capital city, occupying a large area. It is reasonable to say that such a large place is still in the Fourth Ring Road, which should not be occupied by a temple.

It is said that the White Horse Temple has a long history in Beijing, but only people with rich money can enjoy the privilege of having built it for hundreds of years.

Not only do some people pay for the restoration of the temple, but there are also a large number of pilgrims on weekdays. There are even many dignified people who often come here to seek peace of mind, and at the same time, they also give some protection to the White Horse Temple.

Everything has changed dramatically under a paper of approval half a month ago. Today, the White Horse Temple is cold and quiet. Except for a few monks sweeping the floor, there are few Pilgrims.

Looking at the majestic gate of the temple, Ding Yi can't help but pick his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, he was surprised that such a large temple had been built on the underground mansion he had left.

"Well, there are fewer and fewer people in our temple." At this time, two young monks came out from the inside. One of them sighed and shook his head helplessly. "Who said it wasn't? Now there are all the people of the Chen family outside. They want to kill them all!"

"So is the abbot. If the Chen family wants to buy our land, it will be over if we sell it to him? Besides, the above all agree. The Chen family is very powerful. Where are we to compete with them? " Another person echoed. Seeing Ding Yi and Jin Wudao, his face changed slightly. He closed his mouth and hurried across.

Hearing the words of the two young monks, Ding Yi frowned and thought of several gangsters on the streets around him when he was just near the temple.

Those gangsters strolled around the streets. When they saw people walking towards the White Horse Temple, they immediately threatened and scared away many people who came to the temple.

Ding Yi and Jin Wudao also walked around for a long time to avoid those waves of people. At the moment, they looked at each other. Jin Wudao frowned and said, "master, let's go first. We'd better meet Master Yuanjue to find out what's going on."

"Well, let's go." Ding Yi nodded and walked into the white horse temple under the guidance of Jin Wudao.

It has to be said that because of the support of previous pilgrims, the White Horse Temple is not magnificent, but it is also graceful and elegant. Even the flowers and trees planted in the temple are very exquisite.

"The White Horse Temple is well built. It's interesting." Attracted by the scenery in Baima temple, Ding Yi can't help but give up his thumb.

The overall style of Baima temple is very special, which makes people feel bright. In particular, the layout of plants and trees is very exquisite, which is not like the modern secular people can do.

Hearing Ding Yi's praise, Jin Wudao also nodded and said, "this white horse temple is indeed something extraordinary. I have noticed it from the first time I came here."

"Master Yuanjue is also an expert. Master, you will know as soon as you see it." Jin Wudao said with a look of awe on his face.

This is the first time that Jin Wudao shows such a look to other people in addition to facing Ding Yi. However, it makes Ding Yi a little curious about what kind of character this Yuanjue master is.

At this time, three monks in gray cloth came face-to-face in the distance. One of them was about thirty or forty years old, and the other two were younger. They were estimated to be in their twenties, led by the older middle-aged monks.

"Who are you?" After seeing Ding Yi and Ding Yi, the three monks immediately came over.

The middle-aged monk looked at Ding Yi with a bad look on his face. He squinted at them for a long time. He snorted coldly and asked, "who are you two?! How did you get in here? "

"Hello, we'd like to meet Master Yuanjue." Hearing the other party's words, Jin Wudao quickly opened his mouth to show his intention and added, "master Yuanjue and I are friends. Please help me."

Originally, Jin Wudao wanted the three monks to talk to each other, but what he didn't expect was that when he heard this, the middle-aged monk immediately became alert and stared at two people and said, "who are you? What's the matter, master? "

"Our Abbot can't see everyone. I advise you to go back immediately, or we won't be rude!" Before they could answer, another young monk immediately yelled.

Jin Wudao's face changed and he frowned. He didn't expect that the little monk was so unreasonable. However, he managed to hold back his anger and said, "I knew master Yuanjue before. Please let me know. I believe master Yuanjue will advise me."

"The abbot is not fit today. It's not suitable for meeting people. Please come back." The middle-aged monk shook his head seriously. Although his words were not as bad as the young monk said, he still did not agree to report.

"Master..." Jin Wudao also wanted to say something, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the two little monks.

I saw the two little monks frown upside down, a look of bad staring at Jin Wudao, coldly said: "my martial uncle said, the abbot is not well, if you entangle again, don't blame us for our impoliteness!""Come back, both of you." As he spoke, the little monk made a gesture of invitation. If Ding Yi and Jin Wudao didn't leave, they would do something.

However, the middle-aged monk didn't mean to stop it. Obviously, he acquiesced to the two people's practice. Seeing this scene, Jin Wudao's face cooled down. He condescended to speak to these two young monks, which had already given the White Horse Temple a lot of face, but he didn't expect that the White Horse Temple monks were so ungrateful!

"It seems that you are not going to help out?" Jin Wudao carries his hands and says coldly.

"Oh? Is it hard for you to break through Hearing Jin Wudao's words, the middle-aged monk's face changed and he said coldly, "I've guessed that you two have bad intentions. You dare to make trouble in our white horse temple. Haven't you heard that the world's martial arts come from Shaolin?"

"Although my white horse temple is not the orthodox big temple like Shaolin Temple, it is definitely not a place where you can mess around!" Speaking of this, the middle-aged monk winked at the two young monks and said, "take them for me!"

"Yes Two little monks immediately understand, a big drink, and at the same time reach for Jin Wudao.

The strength of these two young monks is about seven or eight levels of martial arts, and their speed of hand is extremely fast. However, in front of Jin Wudao, these two men are like babies who have no strength to fight back. Instead, they are not able to meet Jin Wudao, but are kicked over by Jin Wudao three times, five by two, one by one.