After going through hardships and dangers, seeing that the treasure was in front of him, Yang Le said that it was impossible to retreat, and even if he didn't go in now, those monks outside would not be able to resist this unknown temptation after all.

"Great monk, since you can conjure up the original figure of the Fudo Ming King, you must also be a high-ranking monk, I don't believe you will covet the treasure inside. ”

"If you're afraid of being disturbed, you should let me in, those wolf cubs outside aren't as good as me!"

"I can leave right now, once the rumors here leak out, it's not just my decent monk who will come in!"

After Yang Le finished speaking, he immediately turned around and left!

It's not that he really gave up like this, but the trick he used to capture the old man, if the old monk inside is still stubborn, it's a big deal to just go in directly!

There is no immortal level in the secret realm of Loulan, but it is not something to say casually, he believes that with his current strength, even if he can't beat it, it shouldn't be a big problem to enter the door.

The old monk didn't know if he had seen through Yang Le's careful thoughts, or if he was really afraid that more people would come here, so he simply stopped him.

"The donor, please come in for a while~, Amitabha~"

Yang Le seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and before he even had time to turn his head, he turned back and retreated into the gate.

Although the entire palace is not as solemn and majestic as the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, it is also full of misty atmosphere, and it looks like an immortal mansion!

"Hiss~"

Taking a breath slightly, his cultivation was faintly on the rise, and Yang Le didn't dare to delay any longer, really waiting for the aura that overflowed just now to be absorbed, and those bull ghosts, snakes, and gods outside would definitely come in to investigate.

"Great monk, where are you?"

Yang Le hurried all the way inside, but he didn't see any figure at all, although everything around him was resplendent and brilliant, it was almost all mortal, and the attraction to him was not as good as those strange beasts outside.

When he reached the last hall, the door suddenly opened, and he saw a skull flying towards him.

Bang!

"Where is the demon, seeing that this great god still doesn't show his original form?"

"Ahem... Amitabha, the poor monk Fa Xian, has seen the benefactor!"

The old monk was hurt by Yang Le's slap, but he couldn't get angry at all in the face of Yang Le's rudeness, as if he had become accustomed to his nonsense in such a short period of time.

"Oh, it turned out to be ......"

"What?"

"You're a Faxian master?"

"How did you get stuck here?"

"This skull head can't be ......"

Hearing the identity of the old monk, Yang Le was shocked, but he didn't expect that the person in front of him was actually a holy monk who had been dead for more than a thousand years in the literature!

This holy monk is an incredible figure, even earlier than the monkey and his master Tang Sanzang traveled west, and he was the first person in Huaxia to go west to learn scriptures!

"But it's all false names, I didn't expect the donor to hear the name of Lao Wei!"

Speaking of which, the skull transformed into a monk.

I saw that he was kind and kind-eyed, his white beard fluttering, dressed in plain monk's clothes without wind, holding a black Zen staff in his hand, and after performing a Dharma salute towards Yang Le, he continued:

"The old monk got up from Chang'an, headed west, and began a sincere trip to the west to see my Buddha with Huijing, Daoquan, Huiying, and Huiwei!"

On the way, they passed through Loulan and discussed Buddhism with the king at that time, and they had a very happy meeting, but because there was still a great wish that had not been realized, they agreed with each other that after returning from the west, they would visit the door again. ”

Although there were many hardships and dangers on the way, I finally arrived at Tianzhu smoothly, during which I met six like-minded monks and formed a group of 11 people. ”

When the old monk obtained the scriptures and returned to Chang'an, he suddenly remembered the agreement with the king of Loulan, so he came here again, never thinking that the original oasis country had become a desert, and the old king had already passed away. ”

"It was his daughter Loulan who received me, and after the princess knew that the old monk had some cultivation methods, she offered to hope that the poor monk could stay and spend his soul. ”

Hearing this, Yang Le was a little puzzled, so he asked:

"The Holy Monk is a person who has attained enlightenment, why is he trapped here by Lanna?"

Yang Le's question seemed to remind the old man of that tragic past, and after being silent for a long time, he asked an irrelevant word:

"The Soul Refining Bead should be on the donor, right?"

Without waiting for Yang Le to deny it, he continued:

"This pearl is the old monk on the way to the west to subdue a demon obtained, I see this pearl on the surface of evil, but the essence is a treasure that can temper the mind, simply take it with you. ”

"Until I returned to Loulan again......"

After Fa Xian's narration, Yang Le knew that Lan Na's ability to become a ghost cultivator turned out to have a lot to do with this thing!

At that time, because of his compassion, the holy monk actually took the initiative to give the treasure to this lonely ghost who was about to dissipate, but he never thought that at the critical moment when he surpassed the dead, Lanna actually made an impudent request for him to resurrect the Khotanese prince.

You know, even this holy monk can't save a long-dead person!

The woman who never thought that she had escaped into the demon path did not hesitate to break up his body, and even imprisoned the head of him and the Khotanese prince in this palace hall.

Because the old monk couldn't bear Lanna's cruel methods and wanted to influence her at all times, he had no choice but to possess this long-dead skull, hoping that one day he could clear the clouds.

Over the years, Lanna was almost the only one who would occasionally come in and chat with the "dead" skull to relieve her lovesickness.

However, after more and more human cultivators were officially formed in the secret realm, Fa Xian hadn't spoken to anyone else for thousands of years, and even took the initiative to arrange many formations and seals.

Although Lanna also had doubts about this, the thoughts in her heart made her always think that the prince of Khotan would one day be resurrected in the true sense of the word in this place of abundant spiritual energy.

As for why he wanted Yang Le to leave directly, it was because the old man was used to this lonely life, and he didn't know if it would cause more people with bad intentions to rob him after the palace was completely opened.

"It turns out that the Holy Monk is also a person who is proficient in formations!"

Speaking of this, the two couldn't help but open the conversation, and this discussion was three days and three nights.

With the deepening of understanding, the Faxian monk's admiration for Yang Le has become stronger and stronger, although he is a Buddhist person, but he still has his own arrogance in the formation road.

"There is really a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world!"

"Senior Brother Yang's insights into the formation are simply beyond the imagination of the poor monk!"

Because of the fate, so the two simply called each other brothers, for this professional blow to each other, Yang Lena was simply handy, just as he was about to shoot a few more sycophants, the old monk suddenly continued:

"Actually......"

After only saying two words, there was no follow-up, because he was facing a holy monk, and Yang Le was not easy to interrupt in person, but it could be seen from Fa Xian's conjured expression that he was hesitant at the moment.

"If senior brother has any difficulties, don't say anything!"

"You and I hit it off at first sight today, and we only talk about the number of techniques and don't mention the ordinary. ”

I didn't expect Yang Le to be such a bright and upright person, but his words made the old monk make up his mind, folded his hands and whispered a word of Buddha, and then said slowly:

"Senior Brother Yang, do you know why the formation set up by the poor monk can be immortal for thousands of years?"

"Isn't it because Senior Brother used the means of reaching heaven to continuously convey the aura here into the formation?"

Yang Le didn't directly ask the question in his heart, but said a dispensable nonsense!

Of course, Yang Le knew that things would not be so simple, and his purpose in doing this was to hope that he could give Fa Xian some more time to think about it, instead of aggressively and forcibly asking the truth.

After the old monk looked at the newly acquainted junior brother again, he nodded and continued:

"Senior Brother Yang is a person who is beautiful and wise, and he should have seen some clues a long time ago, but he just doesn't want to persecute my remnant soul, and the poor monk sees it in his eyes. ”

"It's no secret, the reason why there are so many spiritual energies here is because there is a spiritual stone vein underneath the palace. ”

At this moment, Yang Le didn't listen to these things at all, and even felt a little unhappy in his heart.

"I used to say that Lao Tzu was clear and jade, and now I say that I am beautiful and wise?"

"Are there any good words?"

After Fa Xian said this, he observed Yang Le for a long time, but he didn't expect that the junior brother he had newly met would see the things of the world so clearly, and after hearing the words "Spirit Stone Vein", his face still did not change, and his expression was even wooden, as if he was treating the pebbles in the river, and he was not moved at all.

When the old monk thought of his reaction when he first discovered the secret here, and compared with Yang Leyi now, even though so many years have passed, he is still ashamed!

"Huh~, this old monk seems to have said something about the spirit stone just now?"

Just when Yang Le wanted to inquire carefully, he heard Fa Xian say this:

"Senior brother, although there is a complete vein of spirit stones here, there are even naturally formed high-grade spirit stones. ”

"But ......"

The old monk didn't know what was wrong, and he always liked to pause after saying a few words, which made Yang Le very uncomfortable.

"Senior brother, there are only you and me here, no matter what you say, please say it!"

The old monk thought about it, and it seemed that this was indeed the case, so he simply had no scruples, and said directly:

"Although the poor monk is not strong, he thinks that no one can match the heaven-level research in the past thousand years!"

"If the poor monk looks good, although Senior Brother Yang has the strength to the sky, it seems that he only has a ground-level cultivation?"

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