Because of the moisture of the ice water of the snow-capped mountains, the entire Xiangquan River Valley is lush and green, full of tall trees and various vines, like an emerald green ribbon, winding into the distance!

The turquoise lake is like a sapphire set on the top of a ribbon, shimmering with a faint blue light.

Seeing that Ling Feng's subordinates were cleaning up the lush vegetation on the edge of the Holy Lake, Changsheng smiled secretly!

The best way is to wait for Ling Feng to open the Sacred Lake Prohibition, and then suddenly appear by himself, use the real Golden Wheel to open the last prohibition, take a step ahead of Ling Feng, and enter the mysterious space where the Zen Master of the Withered Lamp is buried!

When the time came, Ling Feng could only hold the fake golden wheel and be isolated from the prohibition.

As soon as he thought that he had stepped forward and entered the mysterious space first, and Ling Feng could only vent his temper in anger, Changsheng wanted to laugh a little!

"Little Five, you help me dress up as an ordinary Buddhist sect disciple, I want to try to get close to Ling Feng's team!"

"Uh, this is too dangerous!" Xiao Wu was secretly startled, and he didn't even notice what Changsheng said, 'Disguise yourself as a disciple of the Buddha Sect'!

"Xiao Wu, don't worry, since the fusion of the Wind Thunder Demon Pill, my cultivation has broken through the foundation building period, whether it is the water attribute supernatural power, the power of the mind or the sword control technique, I have made great progress, plus I can also transform into the Wind Thunder Demon Ape, there shouldn't be much danger, help me make up!"

Xiao Wu was not too relieved, but she also understood that since Changsheng had decided, there was no point in saying anything!

Silently took out his dressing box, was suddenly stunned, and exclaimed, "What did you just say, help you make up to become a disciple of the Buddha Sect?"

"yes, what's wrong?" Changsheng grinned!

"This, this one is going to shave his head...... Besides, where are you going to get the clothes of the disciples of the Buddhist Sect?"

"Shave your head?" Hearing Xiao Wu's words, San'er in the distance instantly came to his senses, swished forward, and said with a grin, "This is fun, this is fun, hurry up and shave, I'm waiting to see the bald donkey!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Changsheng scolded, and then looked at San'er's indifferent expression, and snorted coldly and walked into the distance.

Half an hour later, Changsheng returned to Xiao Wu's side, holding a stack of dark red clothes in his hand, which seemed to be the Tibetan monks' Lakui, Tangkui, and Shamut, etc.!

"Oh, you really want to pretend to be a monk?" San'er exclaimed!

Changsheng put his clothes beside him, sat on a stone, nodded and said, "Little Five, shave my head!"

"Okay!" Xiao Wu smiled and took out his self-defense dagger to shave Changsheng's head!

Several Night Emperors stared at Changsheng and Xiao Wu curiously, and the expressions on their faces changed from confusion to surprise, and finally to a wow-wow-wow-shmash smile!

As for San'er, he had already laughed in his arms, wiping his tears while singing intermittently "Little monk, head bare......"

Not long after, a middle-aged monk appeared in front of everyone!

The monk's face was dark, chubby, and a little obscene, and there were three ring scars on his newly shaved bald head!

Wearing a dark red monk's regular robe, the wide and heavy robe is extraordinarily bloated, and he is alive and well with the image of an ordinary Tibetan monk.

"Changsheng, what do you think?" Xiao Wu took a small mirror and looked at the face of the middle-aged monk!

Changsheng smiled secretly, took out a small earphone and put it in his ear, and said, "You guys are waiting for my news!"

As he spoke, he walked towards the Xiangquan River Valley.

......

At the entrance and exit of the Xiangquan River Valley, dozens of monks who were about to go to the holy lake were all brutally stopped by European and American men armed with guns!

Facing the muzzle of the black hole, these monks did not dare to break in, and could only watch the busy people in the river valley from a distance, pondering the intentions of Ling Feng and the others.

At the back of the crowd, two young monks accompanied an elderly monk and talked in a whisper in Tibetan!

Suddenly, the three of them were silent, turned their heads, and looked at the middle-aged monk who Shi Shiran walked in!

The middle-aged monk was dressed in ordinary monk's robes, with a wide robe that dragged all the way to his ankles, a pair of hiking boots on his feet, and walked forward with a smile, spoke pure Chinese, and said, "Are the three Zen masters here to turn the lake?"

The middle-aged monk is the immortal in disguise.

The three of them were obviously stunned, how could Changsheng wear the clothes of a Tibetan Buddhist monk but speak standard Chinese?

And more importantly, Changsheng actually ordered three ring scars!

"Who are you, and why are you pretending to be a monk?" replied the old monk with a cold look on his face and in non-standard Chinese.

As soon as these words came out, Changsheng suddenly stopped and looked at his whole body!

Why, he doesn't look like he is dressing up? This old monk can see his disguise at a glance?

Seeing Changsheng's surprised expression, one of the young monks said, "Hey, don't you know?

"Below is the Han Zen master......"

"Hmph, did you know that since 1983, even Han Zen masters have stopped scarring!" another young monk snorted coldly.

"Huh?" Changsheng is a little embarrassed, don't the monks in the TV series all have ring scars? Why do you suddenly have such a rule?

"Please leave ...... immediately"

The old Zen master's voice did not fall, and suddenly, the three of them could no longer move!

Spat in the palm of his hand, Changsheng wiped the ring scar on the top of his head in front of the three of them, came to the three Zen masters together, and reached out and pressed on the heads of the two young Zen masters.

After a while, the three Zen masters looked stunned, as if they had just come back to their senses, looked at the middle-aged monk in front of them, and the young monk spoke a non-standard Chinese and asked, "Senior brother, are you here to turn the lake?"

In Tibetan Buddhism, there is indeed a custom of turning mountains and lakes!

Some devout Buddhist disciples will rush to the so-called sacred mountains and sacred lakes, and trek around the sacred mountains and sacred lakes while reciting the scriptures silently!

It is said that only in this way can one be regarded as the most devout Buddhist disciple.

"The poor monks came from Sichuan on purpose, just to see the true face of the holy lake, but they didn't expect that these foreigners would not allow the poor monks to go to the lake, it's a pity, a pity!"

"Those donors are indeed very domineering!" a hint of anger flashed across the young monk's face!

"I don't know what they want to do, to destroy the vegetation by the holy lake...... No, the poor monk is going to question them!" Changsheng spoke, turning around and walking towards the lake of Mapanyongcuo!

"This senior brother, they all have guns!"

"What if you have a gun?" Changsheng turned around and pretended to be angry, "As long as you can protect the Holy Lake, what if you die?"

The two young monks glanced at each other, looked at the old monk at the same time, hurriedly said a few words in Tibetan, flew to catch up with Changsheng, and said, "Let's go too!"

The old monk was in his sixties, but his body was still quite healthy, and he smiled slightly at the two disciples, followed behind the two, and walked towards the lake of Mapanyongcuo!

"Uh, Master, you?"

The old monk waved his hand and didn't say much!

The two young monks also stopped talking, walked to the old monk's side, supported the old monk left and right, and followed behind Changsheng.

Changsheng pretended to be angry, just to provoke the anger of the three monks, and then use the three of them to get close to Ling Feng!

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Changsheng smiled secretly, and while talking to the young monk, he took two steps behind and walked beside the three of them.

"Stop!" The four of them had just walked a few dozen meters when they were stopped by two European and American men with guns, raised their submachine guns in their hands, and shouted in English, "Go back!"

The three monks couldn't understand English, but they could also hear the tone of the European and American men's scolding, and they didn't know whether to move forward in the face of the muzzle of the black hole!

Changsheng's expression was cold, and he was about to take down two European and American men, but at this moment, a phantom came with a strong wind!

In an instant, a young European and American man appeared beside them without warning, it was none other than Oren who was following Ling Feng.

"You, you, and you and you, follow me!" Oron ignored the shock and envy on everyone's faces, and pointed at the four immortals arrogantly!

"Sir, what's wrong with them?"

"Lord Ling Feng has something to ask them!"

The European and American man with a firearm nodded hurriedly and made way for the four of them!

"You guys, follow me!" said Oren, who said a word of English, and as if he was afraid that the four of them would not understand, he pointed to the four of them with both hands, and then pointed to the lake, and then beckoned!

Only then did the three monks understand what Oren meant, and the two young monks helped the old monk into the depths of the valley, and Changsheng followed behind him without saying a word!

Changsheng's outfit was almost the same as that of the three monks, and Oren naturally couldn't tell the difference, and led the four of them towards the lake of Mapanyongcuo.

In the dense forest on the edge of the holy lake, Ling Feng led three people around, in addition to Xuanwu, Avril, and Oren, there was also a European and American man about thirty years old!

As soon as he saw this person, Changsheng remembered that this guy should be the man who changed Baoyue's consciousness.

When he got closer, Changsheng found that Ling Feng and the others were surrounding a half-human-tall stone, and the surrounding vines had been cleaned up, and circles of Sanskrit were carved on the smooth stone!

And in the middle of Sanskrit, there is a palm-sized lotus groove, and there is a jade lotus flower in the groove, and this lotus flower is the one enshrined in the Great Jue Pagoda!

The jade lotus is tightly placed in the groove, and the size is just right!

It turns out that the four Buddha Sect treasures are used like this? Changsheng thought silently.

"Zen master, please!" Ling Feng politely greeted the old Zen master, took the old Zen master to the big stone, and said with a smile, "You can help me see, what does Sanskrit mean here?"

The old Zen master could understand Chinese, but he didn't understand what Ling Feng meant, so he silently stepped forward, carefully looked at the Sanskrit on the stone carving, his expression suddenly changed, and he exclaimed, "Ah, there are secret treasures of Buddhism hidden in the prohibition here...... You—You want to snatch the secret treasure of the Buddha?"

"Old thing, Lord Ling Feng asked you to look at the Sanskrit inscriptions on the stone, you just read them obediently, and if you meddle in your affairs, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

"Don't think!" Although the old Zen master didn't understand Oren's words, he also understood Oren's threatening tone, and shouted angrily, beckoning the two young monks beside him, "Let's go!"

"Want to go?" Oren's figure moved, and he instantly appeared beside the old Zen master.

"Oren, don't be rude to the Zen master!" Seeing that Oren's hand had already grabbed the old Zen master's neck, Ling Feng suddenly shouted!

"Yes, yes!" Oron did not dare to make a second moment, and stepped back in a sneer.

Looking at the angry back of the old Zen master, Ling Feng smiled faintly and said, "Old Zen master, don't you want to see the Eight Treasures Glazed Pagoda of the Secret Treasure of the Buddha Sect?"

As soon as these words came out, the old Zen master stopped instantly, hesitated slightly, turned around and said, "What can you do if you see it? Dare to ask the donor, will you return the Eight Treasure Glazed Pagoda to Lao Qu, and return it to the Buddha Sect?"

"No!" Ling Feng pursed his lips and said with a smile, "Even if the old Zen master leaves now, he will be able to decipher the meaning of these Sanskrit words, and at that time, the old Zen master will not even have a chance to take a look!"

"The old man wants to call the police!"

"Old thing, do you think you still have a chance to leave?" Oron scolded coldly!

"Oren, don't be unreasonable to the Zen master!" Ling Feng smiled slightly, and then said, "As Oren said, the Zen master has no chance to call the police...... And in the next must bring out the Eight Treasures Glazed Pagoda, if the old Zen master cooperates, you can call the shots in the next, so that the Zen master can look up to the secret treasures of Buddhism!"

The old Zen master snorted coldly, turned around angrily, and no longer paid attention to Ling Feng, but he didn't leave.

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