In the martial arts world, I founded a mysterious organization

Zhongnan Mountain, Emperor Peak.

There are many buildings around the whole mountain. The morning sun shines on the golden glazed tiles. From a distance, the whole mountain is golden.

In order to facilitate pilgrims and believers, Cihang Jingzhai is open except for the main hall of the mountain and the place where the disciples of the sect live.

Su Yu and the other two were also walking in the mountains at this time. There were many believers walking hurriedly around. Everyone's face was extremely pious. The higher they went up the mountain, the better the believers were dressed. The reason was that the higher the place, the higher the incense money was. Ordinary people could only go to the Buddhist temple at the foot of the mountain, while wealthy officials and nobles could go to better Buddhist temples, and even have special people to accompany them. If the money was in place, Fan Qinghui could give you a lecture in person.

"Mortals are really pitiful. The burden of the mountain makes everyone pin their hopes on the next life, and never consider changing their current fate." Su Yu shook his head and sighed.

Moon God heard the words, thoughtful, just nodded gently.

Soon, the two came to a more luxurious hall. There was a huge incense burner at the door. The incense burner was made of copper and weighed tens of thousands of pounds. Several huge incense sticks were inserted in the incense burner, and the smoke rose straight to the sky.

"Are you here to worship Buddha, pilgrims?"

At this time, a voice came from behind them, and a middle-aged nun in gray and white monk robes was seen.

The nun was Huiyun, Fan Qinghui's junior sister. Seeing that the three people were dressed extraordinary and had noble temperaments, she took the initiative to approach and chat.

"Master, can we go in and take a look?" Su Yu pointed to the hall and asked.

"Laymen, please go." Huiyun made a gesture of invitation.

The hall enshrines Tathagata, who is several feet tall and wrapped in gold foil. His appearance is solemn, and people have the urge to worship him.

Surrounding them are several Bodhisattva statues of different sizes, still wrapped in gold foil. The ground is paved with precious marble, and the instruments on the altar are worth a lot of money.

Huiyun was a little surprised. These people were just watching but didn't kneel down to worship the gods and Buddhas.

"Laymen, why don't you light some incense and let the Buddha bless you." Huiyun said while holding a few incense sticks.

Su Yu looked at her and smiled.

"Master, I don't worship the gods and Buddhas."

Huiyun's face suddenly became a little ugly. At this time, Su Yu continued.

"Some people worship gods every day, and the gods are watching quietly from above, while some people have never worshipped gods, but the gods are in their bags, in their hearts, and on their bodies."

"Amitabha, the donor has a deep wisdom." Huiyun clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name.

Then several people turned around and left the hall. Just when Huiyun thought that several people were going down the mountain, he found that they continued to walk up the mountain, so he hurriedly chased them and said.

"Laymen, please stay."

"Oh? What's wrong, Master." Su Yu asked deliberately.

"From here on is the place where my monks practice meditation. No one is allowed to enter. I hope you can forgive me." Huiyun pointed to the stone tablet on the side. The stone tablet said that it was the place for meditation in Cihang Jingzhai. No outsiders were allowed to enter.

"Then may I ask, what if we must go up?" Su Yu said. There was a hint of playfulness in his tone.

At this time, Huiyun could not see that these people came with bad intentions, but he still remained calm.

"If you lay people must go up, it is not impossible. I will report to the headmaster when I go back. If the headmaster thinks you are destined, it is also possible."

"Haha, there is no need to report. No one can stop me from going where I want to go." Su Yu laughed.

After that, he took Yueshen and Ah Qing, and the three of them jumped and flew towards the top of the mountain.

"Not good." Huiyun was horrified when he saw this. He also quickly used light skills to catch up.

In the Cihang Hall, there was a small tea table in front of Fan Qinghui, on which was placed a pot of fragrant tea and two teacups. Opposite her sat a middle-aged Taoist dressed as a Taoist priest. The Taoist priest had an immortal look and smiled, quietly watching Fan Qinghui fiddling with the tea set.

"Brother Ning, please." Fan Qinghui gently stroked the teacup, and it slowly flew into the other party's hand.

"Hmm... good tea." The Taoist priest took a sip and praised.

The Taoist priest was Grandmaster Ning Daoqi.

"Is there still no news about Feixuan?" Ning Daoqi put down the teacup and asked.

"Alas, Feixuan has always been well-behaved. I don't know why she disappeared after going to Jiangdu. I sent my disciples to contact her using the unique communication method of the sect, but I didn't get a response." Fan Qinghui sighed and said.

"Jiangdu? It is said that someone is in Jiangdu, and Yang Guang was there before. Could it be related to these two people?" Ning Daoqi hesitated and said.

"I have also considered what Senior Brother said, but firstly, there was no battle related to Feixuan in Jiangdu, and secondly, he would not embarrass this little girl Feixuan. As for Yang Guang, he is not so stupid." Fan Qinghui said firmly.

"That's good. Feixuan is smart. Maybe she has some enlightenment in her cultivation and is in seclusion there." Ning Daoqi nodded.

"Senior Brother Ning, do you think the news from Lingnan last time is true?" Fan Qinghui didn't want to continue the topic of Master Feixuan, so he asked.

Ning Daoqi picked up the teapot, poured himself a drink, and then said.

"Half true and half false."

"Oh? What do you mean by half true and half false?" Fan Qinghui asked.

"Mortals do not know the will of heaven, and often like to exaggerate. Song Que is a man who thinks highly of himself. If he says that he challenged the man from the Jade Emperor Pavilion, I believe him, but I really cannot believe the description of the battle at that time." Ning Daoqi shook his head and said.

"Well, indeed, what about piercing the sky with a sword, and flying to the sky and turning into a giant, is simply a very bizarre statement." Fan Qinghui nodded.

At this moment, Ning Daoqi's hand holding the teacup suddenly stopped, and he turned his head to look outside.

"Someone is coming." Ning Daoqi flashed outside the hall, stood on the steps, and looked down the mountain.

Fan Qinghui also came out at this time, looking around in confusion. This is the forbidden area of ​​the sect. Usually, no one is allowed to come here without his approval, except for his junior sister and Feixuan.

While he was wondering, he saw several figures flying from the bottom of the mountain at a very fast speed. In an instant, they came to the outside of the hall, and they did not stop, and flew all the way to the sky above the hall.

"Who is this?" Fan Qinghui wondered in his heart.

One man and two women, like fairies, just floated above the hall.

"Grandmaster." Ning Daoqi and Fan Qinghui looked at each other and instantly saw the answer from each other's eyes.

"Fan Qinghui has met several donors." Fan Qinghui said with difficulty to remain calm.

"Are you Fan Qinghui, the current head of Cihang Jingzhai?" Su Yu asked in the air.

"Yes, may I ask what you are doing here?"

Su Yu did not answer, but looked at Ning Daoqi with interest.

"Hey, a Taoist." Yue Shen was a little surprised, and didn't understand why there was a Taoist in Buddhism.

"You are a Taoist, is it the Human Sect or the Heaven Sect?" Yue Shen asked Ning Daoqi.

Ning Daoqi's face changed slightly when he heard this, and then he bowed his hands and said.

"I am not a disciple of the Heaven and Human Sect, but just a casual monk."

"You misunderstood, this is the famous casual monk Ning Daoqi." Su Yu said to Yue Shen with a smile.

"Oh." Yue Shen heard this and immediately lost interest.

Fan Qinghui was a little embarrassed at this time. The other party didn't take her existence seriously at all, but she still didn't get angry. No great master could be easily offended.

"Who are you, please tell me." Fan Qinghui asked again.

"I am the Emperor of Jade Emperor Pavilion."

"What?"

Fan Qinghui and Ning Daoqi were shocked when they heard it. The name of the Emperor was well-known to the two of them, but they didn't expect to see the real person today.

"Senior sister, senior sister, they..." At this time, Huiyun finally caught up and wanted to say something, but Fan Qinghui raised her hand to stop her.

"So it's the Emperor who came." Fan Qinghui smiled.

"I came here to ask Cihang Jingzhai for help." Su Yu said.

Fan Qinghui was overjoyed when she heard it. What she liked most was to make friends with masters all over the world. Now she heard Su Yu had a request, and she was naturally very happy.

"Emperor, please tell me." Fan Qinghui said hurriedly.

"Please lend me your Cihang Sword Canon." Su Yu said.

"Impossible." Huiyun on the side said hurriedly.

And Fan Qinghui's face also turned very ugly.

"Emperor, can you change your request? This Cihang Sword Canon is the treasure of our sect. It was created by the founder of Di Ni. It must not be given to outsiders." Fan Qinghui said.

"Ah, that's difficult. I didn't want to use force." Su Yu said lightly.

Ning Daoqi heard this and quickly flashed to Fan Qinghui's side and protected him.

"Sir, you are too arrogant." Ning Daoqi said lightly.

"Why, Master Ning also wants to see my methods?"

"I am willing to teach you." Ning Daoqi showed a little excitement and clasped his fists. As a long-established grandmaster, there is nothing more exciting than meeting an equal opponent. At least in Ning Daoqi's opinion, Su Yu is the master who can arouse his interest.

"Hahaha..." Su Yu laughed up to the sky.

Then his face became serious, and he shouted to the sky with his right palm facing up.

"Sword."