The two of them never expected that they would be rejected and turned away directly from this trip.
On the way here, Huo Zhinan had already been mentally prepared. Even if he was kicked out directly after seeing someone, or even got into a fight, it was not impossible.
However, being blocked directly outside the door by these two young monks was something he never expected.
Huo Zhinan, who was deep in thought, looked at the two young monks with a sinister look on his face. He felt a little angry and felt that he had lost face in front of Xu Ping.
Xu Ping looked at Huo Zhinan indifferently, waiting for him to make up his mind whether to leave or stay.
And Huo Zhinan was also a little helpless. As the saying goes, the king of hell is better than the troublesome little devil. The two young monks in front of him refused to let them in because they were incompetent.
But if he used force to force his way in, he didn't come to pick the main gate of Fahua Temple.
Don't settle the old grudges. Instead of turning the hostility into friendship, it caused even greater trouble. Then the old man must not skin me!
Thinking of this, Huo Zhinan shook his head, speechless: "That's it!"
As he said that, he turned to look at Xu Ping beside him and said, "Sorry, Mr. Xu's journey was in vain. Let's go!"
"Um."
Xu Ping nodded and responded: "Since this master has closed his doors and doesn't see guests, then he can come another day."
Although he was rejected, Xu Ping didn't take it to heart and just treated it as an outing to enjoy the mountains and rivers.
The two of them turned around and walked back, intending to go down the mountain directly. Before they could walk out of the mountain gate, they heard a girl's shout from behind.
"Why don't you let me out? Get out of the way!"
"Female donor, my uncle has ordered that no one can leave during special periods. I hope you will forgive me."
"Then what if I don't forgive you?"
"..."
Hearing the familiar voice, Xu Ping raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but stop.
"What's the matter, Mr. Xu?"
Huo Zhinan asked.
Xu Ping smiled lightly: "I met an acquaintance."
The two of them stood not far away and did not leave. Xu Ping did not come forward immediately. He was a little curious, why did Gu Nianhua appear here?
The two young monks looked at each other, and they looked at each other, not knowing how to speak, and not even daring to reach out to stop them.
Especially just now, when facing Xu Ping and Huo Zhinan, the energy that kept him calm and unrestrained disappeared in an instant.
"Female donor, please don't make things difficult for me. My uncle agreed to let you enter the temple. It was originally an expedient act."
The two young monks looked at the girl in front of them and had no idea what to do. Obviously, unlike Xu Ping, they had no experience in dealing with women.
When the sky was getting slightly brighter, Uncle Jiu, Gu Nianhua and a group of practitioners came to Fahua Temple.
Among the fellow practitioners, in addition to Shangqing Maoshan, there are also various sects, such as Xingyimen, Longhushan, Kongyou Temple...
Zen Master Kongming of Fahua Temple made a brief inquiry and directly ordered the mountain gate to be closed and the entire Fahua Temple to be vacated to prevent the devil from sneaking in.
Gu Nianhua originally thought about going down the mountain at dawn and going to the provincial capital to look for Xu Ping, but her master had been discussing things with everyone, so she had no way to discuss it with him.
After pondering for a while, he simply couldn't fall asleep, so he decided to go find Brother Xu first.
Looking at the two young monks in front of her, Gu Nianhua held this thought in her heart, her expression changed, and she rushed forward.
Seeing this, the two young monks had no choice but to be forced back. They floated backwards, their wide-sleeved monk robes catching in the wind.
Normally, there would be no practitioners in the front yard of Fahua Temple.
But the situation at this time was special, so the people guarding the mountain gate were all monks from the temple.
Seeing the two monks standing in front of her, Gu Nianhua tightened her pretty face, took out two soul-locking talismans from her arms, and waved them out.
The spirit-locking talisman is a talisman in the Shangqing Maoshan Mountain that is specially designed to contain the enemy's true energy. It is designed to trap the opponent without causing harm to the human body.
The two soul-locking talismans wielded by Gu Nianhua only flashed in the air before landing on the arms of the two young monks.
The two of them were shocked, their true energy was blocked, and the soul-locking talisman had already taken effect.
I never expected that this seemingly weak girl would burst out with such powerful strength in an instant.
"This girl is getting better again!"
Xu Ping nodded happily.
Huo Zhinan, who was standing nearby, saw this and asked softly: "Brother Xu, do you know this girl? Do you want to help?"
The strength of the two young monks is just like this... Xu Ping shook his head and said: "No need, she can handle it."
"Two masters, I will apologize to you when I come back!" Gu Nianhua chuckled, tapped her toes, and rushed past the two of them.
As soon as she rushed out, she saw a group of people standing by the forest not far from the mountain gate, and the one standing at the front looked so familiar.
"Brother Xu!"
Gu Nianhua waved her hands and shouted, smiling like a flower.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew by his side, and he caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of his eye, and then a fist as big as a sandbag quickly enlarged in his pupils.
"Bang!"
The expected pain did not come, only a dull sound rang in his ears.
Gu Nianhua took a closer look and saw a familiar figure standing in front of her, blocking the incoming fist with her palm.
"Brother Xu!" The fear that had just emerged in her heart dissipated, and Gu Nianhua's face was filled with joy.
Xu Ping turned his head and smiled at her, then immediately turned back with an icy cold light in his eyes, "Master, you have such a big temper!"
If this fist is punched hard, it is inevitable that the face will be disfigured. For a young girl, this is basically equivalent to killing the opponent.
Standing opposite Xu Ping was a fat monk with a shiny face, wearing a gray monk's robe, with a string of bodhi beads hanging around his neck, and his face was extremely fierce.
"If this string of Bodhi beads were replaced by a big gold chain, wouldn't this be the proper outfit for a member of the evil forces..." Seeing the fat monk's face, so ferocious, Xu Ping thought silently in his heart.
Usually Bodhi beads are worn in the hands, but the fat monk in front of me wears them around his neck. Only an eminent monk would do this.
Look at this behavior, it doesn’t look like it!
"Let go!"
The fat monk yelled angrily, and the half of his exposed arm suddenly swelled up. His whole body exerted force, and the flesh on his face trembled, and bursts of muffled sounds came from inside his body.
Feeling the punches coming from the opponent's arm, Xu Ping smiled slightly, looking troubled, and quickly closed his fingers as he wanted to shake his palm away.
"ah--"
"It hurts, it hurts!"
The fat monk lost his momentum and screamed ferociously.
"snort!"
Xu Ping waved his hand forcefully, and swung the fat monk out, hitting the two monks. At the same time, a burst of true energy came, untying their locked tendons.
"Go, hurry up and call someone."
The fat monk barely stood firm and immediately gave instructions.
The two young monks glanced at Xu Ping with horror on their faces. They were frightened by their actions in shutting him out and left in a hurry.
Xu Ping did not stop the two of them. He frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "How come you, a monk, have such a gangster spirit and are so ruthless in your attacks!"
"Who are you?" The fat monk looked at Xu Ping with a horrified face. He quietly held the Bodhi bead around his neck with his left hand and stood ready.
"His name is Xu Ping. You, a great monk, must be scared!" Gu Nianhua stood up from behind Xu Ping and said with a smile.
Apparently he didn't realize how dangerous the situation just now was, or it could be said that the joy in his heart diluted all the emotions.
The fat monk frowned slightly when he heard the name Xu Ping, as if he had heard it somewhere before.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he looked at Xu Ping in disbelief.
I had heard before that a young master emerged from the provincial capital and effortlessly killed Shi Jian, the senior brother of Shangqing Maoshan.
At that time, he thought it was just spreading rumors. How could there be so many young masters?
But when I saw him today, with just one move, he was defeated and had no power to resist.
Moreover, isn't he too young... The fat monk couldn't believe it. He just thought that Xu Ping was a practitioner who was good at looking good, and he didn't look so young as he looked.
He was deep in thought. Although he was frightened, he did not dare to leave before Xu Ping spoke.
Thinking that he has Fahua Temple at his back, and besides, masters from all sects are gathered in Fahua Temple now, there is no need to be afraid.
The fat monk stood there, waiting for reinforcements.
"Brother Xu, how did you know that Master and I are here? I was about to go down the mountain..."
"hey-hey!"
Halfway through her words, she blushed, laughed, and stopped talking.
Xu Ping stroked her hair and said softly: "I didn't know you were here. I came here because of other things."
But the palm that was stroking his hair suddenly felt suffocated, and Xu Ping started to blame himself again in his heart.
Why can't I control my own hands? I already have someone. Although I don't mind one more person, but...
Will Uncle Jiu hunt me down?
Lowering his arms, Xu Ping looked directly at the fat monk and suddenly spoke.
"correct!"
"Why are you in Fahua Temple? Is Uncle Nine also there?"
"Well, Master is here too. Here's what happened..." Gu Nianhua frowned and was about to explain when the sound of footsteps and constant shouts and curses came from the distance.
"How brave you are to break through the mountain gate!"
"Think of us as easy to bully!"
"Where is the devil?"
"..."
"Uncle, you are here, it's him, it's him who wants to kill me."
Suddenly hearing his master's uncle's voice, the fat monk burst into tears and imitated Sichuan and Chongqing's facial expressions.
Xu Ping was stunned for a moment, thinking, what are you doing as a monk? You're going to make a movie.
"Mr. Xu?"
"Xiao Xu?"
Among the dozen or so people who rushed over, two startled voices came out. One of them was Wang Hongguang, who was standing next to Feng Lao.
The other one is none other than Uncle Jiu.
Among the group of people who came, besides them, there were several people who had met Xu Ping.
It was precisely the help that Mr. Feng invited when he was in the provincial capital.
What impressed Xu Ping the most was Master Liao Kong, who was wearing a red cassock. The old monk also looked at Xu Ping with a surprised look on his face, and suddenly asked in a deep voice: "Yuan Ben, this is the demon you are talking about."
head?"
The fat monk's Dharma title was round, and he nodded hurriedly, "Master Kong, it's him. He just wanted to kill my nephew, and I asked my two uncles to make the decision for me."
Master Liao Kong looked at Xu Ping with a smile, suddenly chuckled, and then looked at Yuan Ben without saying a word.
Standing next to him was a skinny old monk with white eyebrows and wrinkles on his face, like dry tree bark.
At this time, Huo Zhinan settled his entourage and rushed over. When he saw the old monk's unkind expression, he hurriedly whispered: "Xu Ping, he is Zen Master Kongming."
After listening to the fat monk's nonsense, Zen Master Kongming looked sinister and slowly asked: "Taoist Lin, do you know this devil?"
The devil... Uncle Jiu looked at Xu Ping and his apprentice opposite, his expression slightly changed. When did Xu Ping become the devil?
Just as he was about to open his mouth to explain, Master Liao Kong recited the Buddha's name softly: "Amitabha, junior brother, please don't speak nonsense!"
After saying that, with a smile on his face, he turned around and said to everyone: "I know this donor, I am definitely not a demon..."
Uncle Jiu didn't say a word. When Master Liokong was explaining to everyone, he walked over and asked in a low voice what happened.
Gu Nianhua was indignant and told exactly what happened just now.
After listening to what his disciple said, Uncle Jiu was also a little angry. He looked at the round and fat monk with dissatisfaction.
He was very protective of his children.
Xu Ping cupped his hands with a smile on his face: "Uncle Ninth, I haven't seen you for a long time. Xu Ping... I miss you very much."
Originally out of anger, Yuan Ben took action rashly and poisoned Gu Nianhua. After seeing Xu Ping, Uncle Jiu suddenly felt a little dazed and said gently: "Xiao Xu, let's talk by candlelight tonight."
"good!"
Xu Ping agreed immediately.
Now in front of everyone, it was not the time to reminisce about old times, but after just a few words of greeting, Uncle Jiu suddenly turned around, looked at the fat monk and shouted: "Master Yuanben, you must give me an explanation for this matter, why you treated me as a disciple."
Are you going to be cruel?"
Because Master Kong, Feng Lao and others, after introducing Xu Ping to everyone, everyone who was originally agitated slowly began to sink in.
But when they saw Uncle Jiu speaking out angrily, everyone immediately looked at Uncle Jiu and Monk Yuanben with the intention of eating something.
The fat monk's face changed slightly, and he glanced at Uncle Ninth, his expression even colder. However, considering that the elders were here, he did not dare to get angry. He just said in a low voice: "You might as well ask, what did your disciple do?"
Uncle Jiu didn't look sideways and said in a cold voice: "My disciple is naughty by nature. She got bored staying on the mountain and wanted to go down the mountain. However, our order to close the mountain has not yet been sent to her. Even if she disobeys the order, then
Naturally, I will teach you when it is your turn to take action."
Uncle Jiu's words were extremely powerful and had only one central idea. If you don't give me an explanation today, I won't be done with you.
Xu Ping also looked slightly sideways.
He knew Uncle Jiu was protecting the calf, but when did he become so reckless?
However, it is hard not to like such an elder.
"this……"
"Daozhang Lin, now the enemy is facing us..."
"fart!"
Then, a sloppy old man walked out from Master Kong's side and suddenly shouted and cursed.
This old Taoist had messy hair tied up with a wooden hairpin, and his Taoist robe was so stained that no color could be seen.
He walked to Uncle Jiu and asked, "Fengjiao, what happened?"
Uncle Jiu looked a little embarrassed and whispered: "Master, in front of so many people, please save some face for me."
It turned out that he was Uncle Jiu's master. It seemed that Uncle Jiu had mentioned that his Taoist name was Dinghu Zhenren... Xu Ping looked this old Taoist up and down.
The old Taoist felt Xu Ping's gaze and looked sideways. He couldn't help but be surprised, "You are such a good Taoist. Could it be that you started practicing in your mother's womb?"