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The road from Earth Temple to Beiwulinmeng is very safe.

But at this moment, Qingtian and the others had arrived in front of the compound of Beiwulin League.With Hong Wei accompanying him all the way, there is another advantage, that is, there is an extra guide.

Standing in front of the majestic gate in front of them, there are four large characters engraved on the stone tablet, Beiwulin League.The Northern Martial Arts Alliance is very large, at least at a glance, you can't see where the end of the wall is.

"Master Wangkong, this is the Beiwulin League." Hong Wei jumped off his horse.

Wangkong lifted the curtain, intending to call Qingtian down, but when he opened the curtain, he found the child asleep inside.When he was about to wake him up, the child had already opened his eyes, his eyes were lazy, and there was an indescribable charm in his eyes.

Qingtian shrank her neck, feeling that today is colder than the previous few days.

"Are you there?" He asked, the child's voice was soft, obviously just waking up.

"Here we are." Wang Kong replied.

In front of the North Martial Arts League compound, the servants guarding the gate saw someone coming, and stepped forward and asked, "Who are you waiting for?"

Hong Wei gave the invitation: "We are from Die Gu." Although Hong Wei is from Hongjiazhuang, he learned martial arts from Die Gu's disciples.Butterfly Valley has a high status in the martial arts world, and is famous for its swords. Their movements of dancing swords are as smooth as butterflies flying.

"So it's from Butterfly Valley, please....is this here?" Noticing that there was someone beside him, the doorkeeper asked again.But because the people from Shaolin Temple had already arrived, they were not sure about these monks.

Wang Kong took out the invitation card, the other party read it, and immediately said respectfully: "So you are from Huangjue Temple, please come here."

"Thank you." Wangkong walked to Qingtian's side.

Qingtian walked in front, wearing a thick padded jacket.The padded jacket is golden, and the color looks very luxurious.They just walked to the door, and a man walked out from the inside. The man looked a little friendly, and from his clothes, the man's status should not be low. "Welcome to the martial arts friends from Butterfly Valley." He first greeted Hong Wei and the others, and then Wang Kong and the others, "These are the honored guests of Huangjue Temple, Ouyang Jing, the leader of Xiabei Martial Arts."

The Southern Martial Arts League has a martial arts leader, the Northern Martial Arts League has a martial arts leader, and the entire martial arts leader is called the general leader of the martial arts.The reason why he faces Wangkong is because Qingtian is still a child, and Wangkong's aura is the strongest among them.

"Hello, Leader Ouyang." Wangkong introduced Qingtian to him, "This is the abbot of our temple, Wangchen."

What?Ouyang Jing's look of astonishment is obvious, the majestic leader of the Northern Martial Arts, he actually showed such an expression, it can be seen that he was really surprised: "Sorry, Abbot Wangchen." Ouyang Jing immediately returned to his senses, "In the past, the Martial Arts Conference was all Xuan Kong The master came, but I didn't expect that Master Xuankong had already taken the Zen seat." Said while observing Qingtian.Apart from being pretty, it looks like a kid in his teens, but he has become the world-famous abbot of Huangjue Temple, which is really shocking.

Qingtian returned the gift politely: "Leader Ouyang, you are being polite. Master passed away more than ten days ago."

what?

Master Xuankong's high martial arts are well known in the world, who in the world can kill him? "Sorry." Ouyang Jing finally had to say these two words.

"Life and death are fate, leader Ouyang doesn't need to care about it." Qingtian said he didn't care, which made Ouyang Jing curious, this little monk should have something extraordinary.

Ouyang Jing arranged them in the yard where the judges lived. There were three judges in the martial arts conference. Huangjue Temple was the main judge, and there were two more. One was Yaowang Valley. Like Hongjiazhuang, Yaowang Valley was mainly pharmaceutical However, the difference is that Hongjiazhuang is not a martial arts sect, but instead provides pharmaceuticals for the imperial court, while Yaowanggu is a martial arts sect.Another judge is Yujianbao. Yujianbao has one thing in common with Hongjiazhuang. They are martial arts sects, but they also forge swords for the court.Shaolin Wudang, as the Taishan Beidou of martial arts, is the most important fighting force of the Southern Wulin League for the master of the martial arts sect.

Both Huangjue Temple and Yujianbao are related to the imperial court, so when Yujianbao heard that the abbot of Huangjue Temple had arrived, they came out to say hello.

The person sent by Yujianbao is the young master of Yujianbao, Yang Tianbao.

"Abbot Wangchen participated in the martial arts conference for the first time, and Huangjue Temple doesn't go around the rivers and lakes, so he doesn't know anyone who wants to come here, so let me introduce you." Ouyang Jing called Qingtian politely.

"Thank you." Qingtian actually felt bored, he wanted to go into the room to rest or read a book, but he knew that now he was representing Huangjue Temple, so he didn't want to lose face of Huangjue Temple or Master.

"Leader Ouyang." Yang Tianbao walked over first. Although he came from a sword-making family, Yang Tianbao seemed to be a gentle man. "I heard that people from Huangjue Temple have arrived." Looking at Qingtian and others, "Why? Did you not see Master Xuankong?" From Yang Tianbao's tone, it can be seen that he and Xuankong knew each other.

"Hmm." Ouyang Jing reminded embarrassingly, "Master Xuankong has passed away."

"What?" Yang Tianbao had the same expression on his face as when Ouyang Jing first heard the news, "My condolences." He didn't linger on this topic, but changed the subject. "Then who are these?" Looking at Qingtian and Wangkong, especially Qingtian, because the other four monks could not represent Huangjue Temple.But Yang Tianbao felt that the person Huangjue Temple photographed to be a judge of the martial arts competition should not be a child, so in the end, his eyes still stayed on Wangkong.

Only this time, he guessed wrong.

"This is the abbot of Huangjue Temple, Master Wangchen....This is Yang Tianbao, the young master of Yujianbao, and Yang Shaoxia, who is also one of the judges this time. There is also the master of the Medicine King Valley, the woman who reveals her heart."

Well?Yang Tianbao suddenly chuckled, his eyesight was dull, this little monk turned out to be the abbot of Huangjue Temple, this is a big deal.If those martial arts people know, they don't know what will happen.There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, which was very interesting. "Master Wangchen is polite."

"Hello, Young Master Yang."

Not being polite, Qingtian turned to Ouyang Jing and said, "Leader Ouyang, this is my first time in the north, and I am not used to the food here. Can you make some light vegetarian food and send it to my room?"

"Of course." Ouyang Jing said hurriedly. "I'll take you to the guest room first."

"it is good."

Yang Tianbao looked at Qingtian's back, his amused eyes became more intense.This little monk is very special.However, Master Xuankong passed away unexpectedly.

The room in the north is very interesting, this is Qingtian's first thought.Although it was cold outside, the room was very warm.Probably because of the stove.

Qingtian took off his cotton-padded jacket, and only wore a thick and padded monk robe. Around his neck was a sandalwood Buddhist bead, which never left his body except when he was taking a bath.

It was only these few days that Wangkong had the chance to see the Buddhist treasures of Huangjue Temple. Xuankong traveled all over the world. The abbot kept the sandalwood Buddhist beads, so he had no chance to see them.But now, he felt that the sandalwood beads were different from those he had seen in the past few days, the color was different, and it seemed that there was a subtle feeling.

Qingtian was aware of Wangkong's sight, so he walked directly to the stove, then took the sandalwood Buddha beads, and put them on the stove to burn. "look."

Wangkong was worried that the Buddha beads would be burned out, but in the end, he explored that the Buddha beads were in the flames, emitting a faint purple light. "Abbot?" This is the mystery of the sandalwood Buddha beads, and he had the honor to know it.

"It's okay." Qingtian hung the sandalwood Buddha beads around his neck again, as if he had seen through his thoughts, "You are a senior brother in this sect, and this secret tells you that it's okay." Then he came to Wangkong again and pulled him up. hand, let him touch the sandalwood beads.

Wang Kong only felt a force from the beads to his fingertips: "This is it?"

"Do you know that the sandalwood Buddha beads have a name?"

"It is said that the sandalwood Buddha beads are made of the relics of the ancestors of our sect." In Huangjue Temple, there has always been this legend.

"Nonsense." Qingtian laughed, "The sandalwood Buddha beads were made by the emperor of our country's first generation. They were made by burning crystal stones on sandalwood, so this is not just for the emperor. The possessions of the past abbots of Jue Temple are still..." Qingtian paused, "Brother Wangkong is a careful person, he should know what I mean."

"Forget about being taught, thank you, abbot, for reminding me." It is still a treasure closely related to the royal family of our country.

Not long after, Ouyang Jing sent someone to deliver vegetarian food. Although they were all vegetables, they looked delicious and tasty.Wang Kong looked at Qingtian eating small mouthfuls, showing a gratified smile.Uncle Xuankong passed the abbot to this child, and he really had ulterior motives.

He doesn't care about other people's opinions, and he will take the initiative to speak up when he is hungry.He doesn't bother to explain a thing, but lets his actions tell you what it means.

It's just that this child doesn't smile often, and always has that faint expression, which makes people feel a little distressed.

Compared to the quietness of the judges' courtyard, Ouyang Jing's study in the main courtyard was not quiet.At the moment, besides him, there are two other people in his study.They are the former general leader of the martial arts conference and the leader of the southern martial arts conference.

"Brother Ouyang, what you mean is that Master Xuankong passed away, and the new judge sent by Huangjue Temple is a kid in his teens?" Feng Nian, the leader of the Nanwulin League, said.Feng Nian is a 25-year-old man with excellent looks, and because of this, he is chased by beauties in martial arts, and many people fall in love with him.Of course, as the leader of the Southern Martial Arts League, his martial arts are naturally not to mention.Many people even speculated that this year's General Martial Arts leader might be this person.