Infinity Throne

Yi Lin and Xia Xiaoman returned from walking on the street.

Jian Nanchun felt that the two of them had strange expressions, as if they were hiding something.

It seemed like he wasn't hiding anything.

Jian Nanchun stood on the eaves, letting the cold wind blow, and remained unmoved.

The next day.

Xia Xiaoman went to attend the morning court again to discuss state affairs.

Yi Lin replaced Bai Xiaoyi as the spy today, and she went to the "You Bao is the Big" bun shop first to observe the two couples from a distance.

The two old men were kneading dough to make steamed buns in the kitchen, leaving Xiu'er at the counter to attract customers.

Business is booming.

Yi Lin felt that in addition to the delicious buns, the reason why this steamed stuffed bun shop is so good is that there are beautiful women standing at the front desk.

He noticed that several wealthy local businessmen were sneaking around and looking at the cardamom-white girl Xiu'er with twinkling eyes.

Squatting in the distance for a while,

Xiu'er carried a basket of steamed buns and sent them to Heian Temple.

Yi Lin followed and also came to Heian Temple.

Xiu'er seemed to have become a regular visitor of Ping'an Temple. There was no need for her to introduce herself. The lonely monk guarding the door turned around and called Wang Xiaohu out.

When Wang Xiaohu faced Xiu'er, he looked very embarrassed. He scratched his bald head and took the bun, while Xiu'er's cheeks were flying and she lowered her head shyly. In Yi Lin's opinion, this situation has the flavor of "the husband works hard and the wife brings lunch".

"I'm afraid Wang Xiaohu won't be able to withstand this wave."

As the saying goes, men chase women across a mountain, and women chase men across a distance.

Yi Lin felt that it was only a matter of time before Wang Xiaohu returned to secular life for Xiu'er.

After Wang Xiaohu acted like a thief with a guilty conscience, he quickly returned to the meditation hall with the caged bag and Xiu'er left, Yi Lin showed up and walked towards the Ping'an Temple.

In the Peace Temple,

A haggard old monk, dressed in simple clothes with many patches, was sweeping the floor with his head down.

Yi Lin stepped forward and clasped his hands together: "Last time, I was blind and couldn't recognize the eminent monk. Please forgive me, Master."

The sweeping monk raised his head and looked back calmly.

Yi Lin smiled slightly and announced his family name: "Lin Yi, a common disciple of all Tianjian sects, has met Zen Master Tianxin."

"Haha," Zen Master Tianxin smiled kindly and twirled his gray beard: "So you are the legendary Lin Yi."

"Uh..." Yi Lin was stunned: "Legendary?"

Zen Master Tianxin continued: "Guimen Chenbei is an old friend of Lao Na."

When Yi Lin heard this, he understood in his heart that this was easy to say.

So Yi Lin didn't beat around the bush and asked directly: "This disciple wants to know the truth about Zen Master Kuye's death."

Zen Master Tianxin: “In your opinion, what is the truth?”

“What is consistent with the facts is the truth.”

"Of course," Zen Master Tianxin nodded and said something that Yi Lin didn't expect: "The death of dead leaves is destined to happen like this. It has nothing to do with others. This is the truth."

"So..." Yi Lin briefly interpreted Zen Master Tianxin's words and came to the conclusion: "The death of Zen Master Kuye is not fate, but a 'kalpa'."

"Donor Lin is so smart that I am ashamed of myself."

Zen Master Tianxin clasped his hands together, and after speaking, he murmured to Amitabha: "To be honest, he took the initiative to provoke this calamity of withered leaves, and this is what his fate should be."

"Take the initiative to provoke?"

Zen Master Tianxin shook his head: "Buddha said, don't tell the truth when you see through it. When it was time for Donor Lin to see through it, the 'truth' that Donor Lin asked for came to him uninvited."

Yi Lin sighed helplessly: "To be honest, I have no connection with Buddha, and I don't like the Buddhist riddles. What I'm curious about is, if Zen Master Ku Ye expected his own death, why didn't he try to avoid it? He once said After all, reincarnation has ended, there is neither a previous life nor an other side. Since the 'other side' you are pursuing no longer exists and there is no next life, why not cherish the present moment?"

Zen Master Tianxin smiled slightly and said meaningfully: "The other shore is within your heart."

Yi Lin asked a few more questions,

Zen Master Tianxin used some strange words to fend them off.

He seemed to have said something, and yet he seemed to have said nothing.

However, although Zen Master Tianxin could not explain clearly, Yilin vaguely seemed to sense that the death of Zen Master Kuye was related to a certain person.

——Wang Xiaohu.

Four years ago, the person he took the initiative to provoke was Wang Xiaohu.

It was Zen Master Kuye who summoned Wang Xiaohu to Ping'an Temple.

In his words, Zen Master Tianxin seemed to be saying that this was a disaster caused by Zen Master Kuye. It was not Wang Xiaohu’s fault, nor anyone else’s fault.

The two did not get along well, but Zen Master Tianxin was Chen Bei's old friend, so Yi Lin couldn't help but give up.

There is a meaning in Zen Master Tianxin’s words: You can’t say more, otherwise it won’t work. If you continue to say it, Zen Master Kuye’s death will be in vain.

Translated, it roughly means this.

Saying goodbye to Zen Master Tianxin, he continued to sweep the floor in the courtyard. Yi Lin stepped into the backyard and found that after Wang Xiaohu distributed the buns to other monks in the temple, he kept two for himself. He hid in the room and giggled while nibbling.

Xiaohu didn't notice Yi Lin's arrival until Yi Lin appeared strangely in his room and patted his shoulder.

Yi Lin did not completely think that Wang Xiaohu was from Ping'an Temple. He placed a barrier in the room and after carefully sensing that no one was prying around, he told Wang Xiaohu about his conversation with Zen Master Tianxin.

"Brother Lin, are you saying that there is another mystery to Master Kuye's death?"

"I just speculate, there is no evidence. I guess Zen Master Tianxin may know something, but he refuses to say."

Yi Lin expressed her thoughts.

Zen Master Ku Ye was Wang Xiaohu’s guide on the path to Buddhism. Wang Xiaohu repaid his kindness and had deep feelings for Zen Master Ku Ye. Without saying a word, he patted his strong pectoralis major and tried to find a way to find out the truth about Zen Master Ku Ye’s death. .

In fact, Yi Lin felt that the word "investigation" coming from Wang Xiaohu's mouth was an insult to the act of "investigation". But at the moment, Yi Lin was weak, and Wang Xiaohu, as an authentic monk of Ping'an Temple, let It didn't seem to be difficult for him to get some words from Zen Master Tianxin.

So this matter was left to Wang Xiaohu.

Walking out of Heianji Temple,

Yi Lin secretly went to the Ministry of War.

According to what Xia Xiaoman said, the Ministry of War is controlled by the commander-in-chief, and there are six generals under the commander-in-chief.

The six generals have been away fighting all year round. Especially this year, they have almost never returned to Qingdu.

Ever since Yi Lin heard from Xia Xiaoman that the legendary commander could drive back the Golden Core cultivator with one strike, she became curious about this secretive commander.

really,

When I sneaked into the barracks, I saw ten phalanxes of hundreds of people practicing military formations in the martial arts field.

And a tall armored man wearing blood-colored armor was standing on a high platform, sitting cross-legged on a bench, resting his chin on his hand, motionless.

"Is he the commander-in-chief?"

The six generals were not in Qingdu due to their orders, and now in the martial arts arena, the only person qualified to give orders to the ten military formations is the commander-in-chief.

Yi Lin originally wanted to get closer, but when he sneaked up to the high wall of the military camp and was only a few hundred meters away from the commander, his heart suddenly thumped, and the hairs all over his body stood on end, and he did not dare to go forward any further.

"No...that's what it is!"

Hiding in the shadows, Yi Lin stared at the bloody armored man on the high platform, carefully feeling the pressure coming from him. After a moment, he understood the reason why the other man was able to drive back the golden elixir monk with one strike.

Before, Yi Lin thought that the other party also practiced Xuanmen skills, but after seeing it with her own eyes, Yi Lin shook her head vigorously and denied her thoughts.

"Xiao Mei!"

Yilin secretly called Xiaomei out and switched her vision to the "spirit" perspective.

From Ling's perspective, in the entire martial arts arena, phalanxes of hundreds of people were like burning furnaces, emitting a hot but not dazzling soft light. But the commander standing on the high platform was completely different from the others. There was a ball of blood-colored flames burning around his body, like a scorching sun. Even from a hundred meters away, Yi Lin could faintly feel the fire coming from him. The astonishing blood evil spirit.

"He is not following the route of a Xuanmen Qi practitioner, but is similar to Mo Ren Enemy, practicing martial arts to the extreme, using force to forcibly unlock the restriction locks of the human body, and step into the transcendent!"

The generals here take a completely different route from the Qi Refiners!

The ultimate in martial arts, the pinnacle of physical strengthening!

Most Xuanmen Qi practitioners disdain the warriors in the world. Chen Bei has mentioned this to Yi Lin before, saying that this way of destroying oneself is undoubtedly inferior in the eyes of Qi practitioners.

Suppose that what a Qi practitioner seeks in practice is immortality, and all kinds of magical powers are just incidental;

So what a warrior strives to do to strengthen his body is to squeeze his body's potential, shorten his lifespan, and allow himself to unleash the strongest fighting power in the shortest time.

People with the same qualifications, one is to practice Qi and the other is to practice martial arts. Before the golden elixir, with the same amount of time invested, a martial artist can beat the crap out of a Qi practitioner in minutes.

To use game terminology as an example, a warrior is equivalent to the early stage, while a Qi Master is equivalent to the late stage.

Let’s use the apostle’s slang as an example: the warrior is equivalent to the agility side or the strength side of the apostle, while the qigong master belongs to the spiritual side.

…

After observing for a while,

Yi Lin smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect to encounter a stranger like Mo Rendi here."

After taking a look and getting the result he wanted, Yi Lin did not step forward to pry again and left quietly.

On the high platform, the commander-in-chief, who was watching the evolution of the military formation intently, suddenly looked at a certain place on the wall of the military camp as if he had something in his heart, and frowned slightly, but found nothing.