Qingjing Temple is a century-old temple located on the side of the valley on the side of the water. It was nearly dusk, Wang Lan and his party had just come to the Qingjing Temple, and the distant bell seemed to wash the spirit of everyone with clear water.

"What are the so-called things about a few donors coming to our temple at dusk?" Although a middle-aged monk did not know the identities of Wang Lan and others, the red license plate was clear, it was a military vehicle.

In addition, the momentum of the people who got out of the first car was extraordinary, so the monk instantly judged that Wang Lan and his party were not tourists.

"We are the headquarters of the Heavenly Sword Bureau of Yunhai Province, are we here at Zen Master Puhai of Qingjing Temple?"

"Amitabha, Uncle Pu Hai is practicing in our temple, but he has been practicing closed-mouth meditation for seven years. ”

"We want to see Zen Master Pu Hai, you take us there. The undeniable shouting of the Operations Department made the monks suddenly look nervous.

It stands to reason that Zen Master Pu Hai has practiced closed-mouth meditation for seven years, and he has never gone out of the temple for seven years, so he should not have committed anything...... But why was it approached by the relevant departments?

Under the leadership of the presiding abbot, the group came to the Zen courtyard at the back of the temple. Soon, in a simple dormitory, an old monk was helped out by two young monks.

"Amitabha, donors, this is Uncle Pu Hai, Uncle Pu Hai has been practicing closed-mouth meditation for seven years, and there are still two years of merit to complete, if you have any questions, the poor monk can answer them on your behalf. What do you donors think?"

"Zen Master Puhai, where is the White Lotus Sect?" Wang Lan asked first.

Zen Master Pu Hai shook his head silently, and quickly gestured in the palm of the abbot's hand.

"My uncle said that he had never heard of the White Lotus Sect, let alone where the White Lotus Sect was. ”

"At that time, the Buddha Shakyamuni and the local righteous path alliance led by the White Lotus Sect joined forces to resist the Immortal Sect controlled by the Charm, and fought fiercely for several years, and finally the Buddha sealed the Charm Spirit's spirit and body.

The original god was sealed in a demon-suppressing Buddha statue and guarded by his disciple Canaan, who then founded the Nianhua Temple. The physical body was collected by the White Lotus Sect, but in the past three thousand years, the White Lotus Sect disappeared in the long river of history.

Now that the Charm Primordial God has broken free from the seal and continues to bring disaster to the world, we need to find its body in one step of the Charm, does the master really not know, or does he not want to say?"

"Amitabha-" Suddenly, Zen Master Pu Hai folded his hands and recited a Buddha name tremblingly.

The surrounding monks all looked at Zen Master Puhai in surprise, the closed-mouth meditation that had been practiced for seven years was broken today, and the seven years of practice were completely destroyed in one day.

"Donor, the poor monk really doesn't know that when the Canaan patriarch passed down the Lianhua Temple, it was indeed to suppress the charm of the original god. But how and where to suppress it is only known by the abbot of the Nianhua Temple.

As for the White Lotus Sect, the monks don't speak, and the poor monks really don't know, which should also be related to the secret of the Lianhua Temple that has been passed down from generation to generation. The poor monk opened his mouth today, and he has paid the price of breaking his work, the poor monk is old, and he is afraid that there will be no more inability to cultivate to perfection, and what the poor monk said is true. ”

"In that case, do you know the whereabouts of the Nianhua Temple?"

"The poor monk knows. Saying that, Zen Master Puhai stood up and walked into the meditation room, and after a long time, he walked out with a gray robe, "Nianhua Temple is the holy place of Yunhai Buddhism, and this robe is painted with a map to find the Nianhua Temple, and the donor can guide to the Nianhua Temple through the map." ”

Wang Lan took the robe and unfolded it to take a look, this robe was made of no material, it seemed to be some years old, but there was no trace of damage and weathering. And when they saw the robes, the eyes of many monks in the Qingjing Temple lit up.

Lianhua Temple is the holy place of Yunhai Buddhism, and every devout Buddhist disciple hopes to go to Lianhua Temple to worship and practice. However, the Nianhua Temple only exists in legends, and only the real monks have the opportunity to go to the Nianhua Temple to practice.

Although they knew that Zen Master Pu Hai had been to the Nianhua Temple, they had never found out the whereabouts of the Nianhua Temple from Zen Master Puhai for decades. Seeing this map, it was the presiding officer of the Buddhist cultivation monk, and at this moment, a trace of greed also swelled up.

Sins, sins, sins.

Wang Lan didn't dare to delay when he got the map, and hurriedly set off with Yu Ruoyunjiang and Zhang Huai, the director of the Operations Department. Judging from the map, the temple is hidden deeper than the original village.

There are a total of nine check-in locations on the map, and to get to the next check-in location, you must establish your direction at the previous check-in location. This caused a certain difficulty for Wang Lan to fly directly over.

However, it is not particularly difficult.

Wang Lan and the others cultivated to the advanced and advanced at an extremely fast speed, and they had already gone deep into the dense forest two hours later.

"How could Lianhua Temple be in such a place?" Zhang Huai couldn't help but complain, "This is no longer a hidden problem, this place is simply inhabited." Deep in the mountains and forests, isolated from the world, what do they eat and drink? How do they live? They don't live like savages, do they?"

"In the depths of the dense forest, it should be a peach orchard with willows and flowers...... Wait, someone walked by here not so long ago. Wang Lan suddenly paused and said.

"The scratch is new, no more than twenty-four hours. This is a mark left to prevent getting lost. ”

"Ruoyun, you sense it. Wang Lan ordered.

"There is no ...... within a radius of five kilometers Should have been gone a long time ago. Wang Lan doesn't care about him, it's better to find the Lianhua Temple first. ”

The group continued to walk, and after about an hour, they came to the check-in location less than three kilometers away from the Nianhua Temple, and continued to travel two kilometers in the designated direction to reach the location of the Nianhua Temple.

"Someone!" Yu Ruoyun suddenly shouted, her eyes staring at a location in the depths of the dense forest.

"Little girl, at such a young age, you can even discover my existence?" a playful voice sounded, and in an instant, a figure appeared on the trunk of a big tree.

With his appearance, figures flickered in the dense forest, and twelve or thirteen people appeared strangely on the trunks of huge trees, each wearing a mask that looked particularly mysterious.

"One titled powerhouse level, twelve Star Sea Realms, this configuration is enough to fight a war of annihilation......," Wang Lan said secretly in his heart.

"Your Majesty the Gray Fox, is that you?" Zhang Huai asked with a surprise step.

"You are?"

"I'm Zhang Huai, the head of the Operations Division of the Headquarters of the Heavenly Sword Bureau of Yunhai Province, Your Majesty the Gray Fox, you have all been missing for three days, why haven't you replied to us for three days?"

"Three days? impossible, most of the days have passed since we set off. The gray fox was slightly surprised, "Are you from the Yunhai Heavenly Sword Bureau?

"Oh, Your Majesty the Gray Fox, let me introduce to you, this is Her Majesty the Greedy Wolf, this is Her Royal Highness the Jade Princess, and this is Lady Jiang Xinyu. ”

Zhang Huai reported his identity, which immediately made the gray fox's face change slightly, their configuration of one title and twelve Star Sea Realms can already be called an immortal lineup, but compared to Wang Lan's lineup, there is no comparison at all.

Two titled powerhouses, and one is the youngest recorder in the Star Sea Realm. The problem is that the three in front of me used to hold this record. The record that has not been broken for decades was first broken by Yu Ruoyun, then by Wang Lan, and now by Jiang Xinyu.

Now Yu Ruoyun is a title, Wang Lan is a title, and Jiang Xinyu is also a title, but this title is still on the road and has not been delivered. The comparison between his own lineup and the opponent's three titles is simply not worth mentioning.

Whoosh –

The gray fox appeared in front of Wang Lan and stretched out his hand, "I am the gray fox, Your Excellency the greedy wolf, fortunately." ”

"Hello, how did you end up here?"

"In order to track down the recent disappearance of a large number of star warriors, we just found some clues to enter the dense forest, and it took more than half a day to track down here, and we got lost after wandering around for a long time.

By the way, have we really been on our way for three days? Why has it only been a day for us? Are we having a spiritual impediment?"

"Maybe. ”

"What about you, are you also looking for the missing Star Warrior?"

"No, we were looking for an ancient temple. ”

"I've lost the other party's clue now, and I almost got lost just now, or else, let's do it together. ”

The gray fox wants to form a team, Wang Lan naturally has no reason to refuse, and the two parties will reconcile and then walk towards the Lianhua Temple.

After traveling two kilometers, he finally found the peach orchard that Wang Lan guessed, passed through a neat redwood forest, and came to a large plain with lakes and grain fields. The world in front of me seems to be separated from the world that I have just come to.

However, the wheat field is full of life, but in the distance, the three rows of houses are in ruins.

Wang Lan's faces changed greatly, and they flashed and rushed to the ruins in an instant.

The severed corpses were all over the place, and the blood had not yet completely coagulated. The Nianhua Temple, which was supposed to be a sacred place for Buddhism, has now become a Shura hell.

"Late?" Yu Ruoyun looked at the scene in front of her, and said with a slight frown.

"The signs of the battle are clear, and the fighting has not been long. The gray fox looked around and sighed.

Wang Lan walked through the ruins, only the corpses of the monks of the Lianhua Temple were scattered everywhere, but there were no bodies of the sneak attackers, either the sneak attackers disposed of the corpses, or the strength of the sneak attackers was much higher than that of the Lianhua Temple, and the sneak attackers were intact.

Wang Lan's footsteps stopped, and in the ruins, Wang Lan found a broken plaque, and the three words Lianhua Temple on the plaque looked so ironic.

The end of the battle should be within an hour, judging by the state of blood congealing. Looking at the scene in front of them, the group's chest felt as uncomfortable as if it was blocked by a boulder.

Walking to the center of the Nianhua Temple, an old monk in a gray and white monk's robe sat cross-legged, the old monk had a white beard, and his head was bowed and he was dead. The chest was already drenched with blood, and the old monk's heart was brutally dug out.

Obviously, the old monk's posture was not deliberately put in this way by the murderer, the old monk Bao was dignified, holding the Buddha beads in his left hand, and maybe he was still reciting Buddhist scriptures at the moment of death.

In front of the old monk, six words were left stained with blood, come and go.

"Come out, go out, go, go, this is an allusion in the Buddhist scriptures?"

"What does the old monk mean by leaving these six words, is there any metaphor?" Jiang Xinyu asked curiously.

"Probably not, maybe the old monk meant that he came from the silence, and now he is going to the silence. The gray fox stroked his chin and stroked his beard and said lightly.

"Scouring around to see if there is anything useful, especially scriptures and ancient books. Even if the temple is destroyed, perhaps some secrets will be recorded in the scriptures. ”

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