Is the little monk enlightened today?

What the abbot asked Mifan to find was a legendary sword called 'Floating Clouds'.

Waving his sleeves and stroking the long sword, he looked up at the sign of floating clouds.

Mi Fan held his face and listened very carefully.

'Fuyun Zheng' is the name of the sword, and the person who made the sword is a martial arts demon——Quen.

"Master, isn't our temple called 'Tian En Cheng Temple'? Is there any connection?" Mi Fan asked with his mouth open.

The abbot nodded: "Decades ago, our temple didn't have this name. It was changed to 'Tian En Cheng' only because it had something to do with this devil. There are many sects in the Western Regions, and the disputes are bigger than other places. , once you gain a foothold here, you will inevitably be jealous of some sects."

"I know this. Poison sects are the most numerous in our Western Regions. I've looked through the books, and there are dozens or hundreds of them who are good at using poison. Most of them use poison with ulterior motives. If they learn the truth, it will be troublesome."

"That's right. Back then, the temple was conspired against and the whole temple was almost destroyed. Fortunately, Kun En helped us and saved us from the catastrophe."

"That's not right." Mi Fan scratched his head when he heard it, "Master, didn't you say that he is a devil? How could he still save us?"

"As a teacher, I heard from the ancestor that it was the only good thing he did in his life."

The abbot recalled the situation a hundred years ago. At that time, he was only a child of four or five years old. Tianencheng Temple had just established a firm foothold in the Western Regions, and there were only more than 30 disciples.Because Kun En wanted to make a sword, the materials he lacked had to be found here. When he found all the materials for his return journey, he passed by the Tianen Cheng Temple at that time. He was thirsty and asked for a bowl of tea. There was a severe drought that year and the water source was almost Money is hard to come by, so the master still gave him a bowl of water despite the strange eyes of many disciples. It was because of this action that Kunen knew from the bowl of water that the ancient well in the temple had already been poisoned, and within ten days, How this group of monks died may not be known.

Not only did he save the whole temple, but he also helped cure the poison. The master and his disciples kowtowed one by one. Kun En saw that these bald people were interesting, so he stayed for a few days.I can also use my reputation to explain to those sects who do not follow the righteous path that my friend of the martial arts demon is not something you can mess with.

The favor was owed, and the master changed the name of the temple and gave him a Buddhist bead. When he is in trouble, he can come back at any time, and they will definitely help him.

Kun En once threw away the beads and laughed and said: "You just recite the Buddhist scriptures well, and I hope you are still alive when I come back."

Ten years later, Kun En came from the Central Plains Wulin. He asked the master to return the favor, and the master agreed to him without any hesitation.

This kind of favor is today, a hundred years later, to retrieve the sword he hid in the martial arts——Fuyunzheng!

This sword is the symbol of Kun En's dominance of the Jianghu. As long as it is mentioned, the senior Jianghu who have more seniority will know how powerful Fuyunzheng was back then, and how frightened the martial arts heroes were, and even put down their bodies to submit to him.The glorious history of him and this sword is enough to make everyone amazed, just like that sentence - stroking the long sword with one hand, looking up at the floating cloud sign!

This is where the legend comes from.

"Master, doesn't that sword belong to Kun En himself? Why do you want me to look for it?"

"This is the stubbornness of the devil!"

Mi Fan didn't know why.

The abbot went on to say that since the advent of Fuyunzheng, some people's fear of Kunen has risen to admiration, and even the title has changed from "devil" to "god". Some people from martial arts families sent their own children to him The purpose of begging him to accept him as an apprentice is also to conquer that Floating Cloud.

Kun En naturally looked down on these young people and never paid attention to them.

Until he figured out that his lifespan had changed, he hid Fuyunzheng and Lifelong Sword Manual so that future generations could never forget his brilliant achievements, but he still couldn't get the Excalibur.

On the side note, this monster is also very skinny.

"Then why don't people look for it earlier? They just have to wait until now."

"Fuyunzheng was born to be envied. In addition to casting swords, Kun En is also good at divination. He once said that Fuyunzheng will usher in a bloody era for the martial arts of later generations. There will be bloody knives and chaotic phenomena of disregarding human life. If you fall into the hands of the right way, you may not escape disaster, not to mention how many evil ways want to fight for it!"

Mi Fan murmured to himself: "Didn't he call himself the Demon of the Martial Arts? Don't the demons love to do this kind of thing? They want to be as chaotic as possible, and that will make them enjoy themselves."

All the little storybooks brought back by Master are written in this way.

"It's just gossip for my teacher." The abbot lowered his voice, "He has an appointment with others. It's fine to let him dominate the martial arts world while he is alive, but he must not harm the martial arts world, nor disturb the order that the martial arts world has managed to maintain for thousands of years. . . ”

Mi Fan clapped his hands: "I knew that the devil always has someone he wants to protect, and it must be his wife."

"No, Kun En never married in his life."

"That's his good friend?"

The abbot patted him on the head: "It doesn't matter who it is, the important thing is that you have to get back the Floating Cloud Sign for the ancestor, and you can't make it known to the public, you have to bring it back secretly."

"Ah? Master, stop joking. It would be good if I knew where the Fuyun Zheng was. Now I don't even know what it looks like. If I want to secretly bring it back, I'm afraid I have to wait for the disciple to pass away for a hundred years, right? Oops. "

The abbot snorted and shook his head, and said sharply: "This is the order of Buddhism, and you cannot disobey it. Besides, the rumors of Fuyunzheng have never disappeared in the Jianghu. You should make more friends with martial arts heroes. If you encounter difficult situations , naturally you can come back to find Master.”

Mi Fan pouted: "Then I'm leaving, what about the brothers and sisters? Have you forgotten their unpalatable cooking virtues, master?"

"Cough, cough, cough." Abbot Chenggong was annoyed by him, "I have my own plans as a teacher."

"What's the plan? You plan to eat porridge every day and eat pickled vegetables? Master, I don't want you to pass away early."

The abbot took off his shoes and went after Mi Fan. All the brothers and sisters in the monastery felt that it had been a long time since they had seen such an energetic side of the abbot.

Even though the abbot regards the Buddha's life as his life, he still couldn't bear to see the efforts made by his disciples.

It is more difficult to become a monk than ordinary people, especially if it needs to be completed within a few days, the methods are even more cruel.All the ginger in the vegetable garden was dug out and used as tools for Mi Fan's hair growth.The abbot rubs his scalp himself every night. The ginger is pungent, and the smell is strong and tangy, not to mention the need to rub it on the already fragile scalp. Once the itching starts at night, it will be fatal.

To the abbot's relief, his apprentice concentrated on reciting Buddhist scriptures with his hands together without saying a word.

"Mifan, if you feel unwell, just tell me, and I will bring you some water for the teacher."

"No need, master, you can paint it, I won't say a word."

The abbot nodded with a smile and said, "As expected of a disciple valued by the master, he has courage and courage."

Courage?

Courage?

Mi Fan scratched his ear, but a benefactor from the Western Regions once said that he must look good with long hair. I am also curious to see what it feels like to have long hair. Does it have anything to do with courage?

Looking back at Master's expression, the old man was tearful, and his long white eyebrows were almost stained with tears.

Mi Fan consciously suppressed the words in his heart.

Oh, I can't say it, if I say it, I will definitely be beaten in the head by the master.

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