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"It's all because of Wanyue's carelessness. She was afraid that the pavilion master would wait too long due to thirst, so she accidentally fell."

Lin Wanyue's explanation was a little far-fetched, but Lu Ming ignored it. After taking a sip of water, he closed his eyes and rested his mind. As for Shuang'er and Su Meng, they also sat cross-legged and closed their eyes slightly.

Could it be that Lu Ming already doubted me?
She sat down a little nervously, feeling confused.

"If Lu Ming finds out that there is someone behind me, maybe he can't spare me! His cultivation is already enough to make a black robe kneel when he raises his hand, so is she his opponent? I should really rely on Lu Ming, Or continue to work for her?"

This night, Lin Wanyue didn't have much rest, she was always thinking about it, hoping to make a right choice for herself.

But until the early morning of the next day, she still hadn't made a final conclusion.

But during the next two days of rushing, Lu Ming didn't seem to notice anything, which gradually dispelled Lin Wanyue's worries.

Turning over a mountain, Lin Wanyue wiped the sweat from her forehead, looked at the endless mountains, and asked suspiciously: "Pavilion Master, with your cultivation level, it is only a moment to go to Xuanmen. Why trek on foot?"

Lu Ming said nothing, and walked down the mountain.

Su Meng on the side laughed and said, "Do you know what respect is?"

"Is this related to respect!" Lin Wanyue replied immediately: "Besides, does the pavilion master need to respect Xuanmen! If Xuanmen has the ability, it will not invite the pavilion master!"

Her resistance to Su Meng is obvious, and she is very unconvinced.

As the young lady of the Su family, she originally went to Wuyou Pavilion to find something, but she lost all face and had her grandfather Su Muxue come to apologize for her, but just such a person could become Lu Ming's only disciple.

As for her, Lin Wanyue, she has worked hard without credit, and she has sold Gu Chunyang by joining the Wuyou Pavilion, but what she got in exchange was only the position of a personal maid.

Shuang'er didn't care about her contempt for Taoism. She walked side by side with Lu Ming and pointed to the ancient temple on the opposite hill.

"That's the entrance to Xuanmen, and the first of the three passes, Xuancang Ancient Temple." Speaking of this, Shuang'er quietly looked at Lu Ming and asked, "Mr. Lu, if you don't want to go through the pass, I can talk to the family Let me just say, relying on Mr. Lu's strength is completely unnecessary."

Lu Ming smiled and said, "I really don't have that patience and interest, but for you, let's play with Xuanmen."

Feeling grateful, Shuang'er nodded and said, "Thank you, Mr. Lu!"

At this time, Su Meng, who was following the two, said in a low voice, "Now you understand why it is called respect?"

But Lin Wanyue still doesn't understand, what kind of respect is this walking so far.

With her personality and character, she naturally couldn't understand Su Meng's respect, which was also Lu Ming's intention to come here on foot.

This respect is divided into two levels, one is the respect for Shuang'er, and the other is the respect for the long-standing and profound foundation of Taoism.

But the real meaning of Lu Ming is to be courteous before fighting. Su Meng has already seen this point. If she doesn't even have this kind of intelligent talent, she is not qualified to be accepted as a disciple by Lu Ming, and she is currently the only disciple.

Soon, the four of them arrived in front of an ancient temple on the opposite hill.

This ancient temple is not big. You can see the opposite end from the gate of the ancient temple. There is a futon in front of the gate of the ancient temple. It is a futon for kneeling during worship. Further inside is the ancient temple temple. On both sides of the hall, there are some dusty Buddha statues.

"Xuancang Ancient Temple!"

Lu Ming raised his head and glanced at a crooked plaque hanging on the top of the gate of the ancient temple.

"Pavilion Master, look here are the characters." Lin Wanyue pointed to the characters engraved on the gate of the ancient temple. Those characters were vigorous and most of them were ancient characters.

Shuang'er on the side interpreted: "Xuantang Ancient Temple is the entrance to Xuancang Realm. One side is purgatory and the other side is bliss. Those who pass through Xuancang Ancient Temple can pass the ancient temple with sincerity. Otherwise, they can enter it. It’s hard to get into it, it’s hard to get into it.”

Hearing some convoluted words, Su Meng asked: "Miss Shuang'er, the notice means that if you want to pass through the Xuancang ancient temple, you must bow three times and knock nine times before entering it! Otherwise, even if you enter the ancient temple, you will be punished." It’s a disaster and it’s hard to go to the end of the ancient temple, can’t you go to Xuancang Realm?”

Hearing this, Shuang'er nodded, and looked at Lu Ming at the side with some embarrassment.

"This Xuanmen really thinks highly of itself as rumored, and really regards itself as the true god of the fairyland! You dare to make my pavilion master worship three times and nine times!"

Lin Wanyue said angrily, and kicked the futon in front of the door.

Shuang'er was about to speak, but was stopped by Lu Ming's eyes.

boom!
At this moment, Lin Wanyue put her foot on the futon, and the seemingly light futon seemed to be embedded in the ground. There was a loud kick, Lin Wanyue grinned her teeth in pain, but the futon didn't move at all.

Squatting on the ground and rubbing her feet, Lin Wanyue said angrily, "What the hell is it so heavy! It hurts me to death."

Su Meng sneered, she had already noticed that something was wrong with the futon used for prostration and kneeling.

"Amitabha, the futon is the lotus seat of the Buddha. Why should the donor be so disrespectful? If you don't enter this door, you can leave."

At this moment, an old monk came slowly from the ancient temple.

Authentic 'Buddhist accent', shaved bald head with ring scars, wearing a golden cassock, this is the real Buddhist.

Looking at this eminent monk, and then thinking about his master, there is a world of difference between the two, one is a true Buddhist, and the other is a wine and meat monk.

"Shuang'er has met Master Xuanzhen." Shuang'er bowed and saluted, and then introduced: "This is the owner of the Wuyou Pavilion, Lu Ming."

Master Xuanzhen bowed slightly, and Lu Ming just nodded as a gesture, and the two looked at each other with their eyes facing each other.

The more he looked, the eyes of Master Xuanzhen were astonished, and Lu Ming secretly marveled in his heart. No wonder Xuanmen is so powerful. This is the first pass of Xuancang Realm, Xuancang Ancient Temple, which was controlled by a strong man in the spiritual silence period. Guarding, it can be seen that there are indeed masters in the Taoist sect.

Especially after the revival of the spirit energy, the disciples of the long-inherited sect have practiced asceticism since they were young, and their accumulated cultivation base is extremely deep. With the recovery of the spirit energy, they will release their accumulated strength, greatly improving their overall strength.

"Junior Su Meng, I have met Master Xuanzhen." Su Meng bowed and said, "My master does not kneel down to heaven and earth, dare to ask the master how he can pass the ancient temple of Xuancang."

Master Xuanzhen heard the words and said with a smile: "Move the futon and walk past the ancient temple, you can pass this Xuancang ancient temple!"

"So simple?"

Before Su Meng could speak, Lin Wanyue stood up and said disdainfully, then walked towards the futon, ready to throw it aside.

But when I got it, the futon didn't move at all!
"Huh!" She was surprised, remembering the pain from the previous kick, she immediately became more cautious.

Knees slightly bent, striding in a horse stance, both hands clenched the sides of the futon, and immediately lifted the waist vigorously.

Surprisingly, the futon still didn't move at all. In the end, when Lin Wanyue used her true energy, the futon seemed to be connected to the ground, as heavy as ten thousand catties, and it didn't move at all.

Lin Wanyue, who was out of breath, could only give up in embarrassment in the end.

Seeing this, Master Xuanzhen clasped his hands together and said with a slight smile, "Amitabha!"