Seeing this tragic situation, no one dared to rush forward anymore, and calmly waited for the power of the immortal talisman to intermittent, and quietly bypassed.

The three of them walked cautiously, crossed the mountains, and finally entered an open valley, where corpses were everywhere, and the corpses were strewn all over the field, and the cold wind had turned into dried corpses, so long that they had become a kind of stone.

Covered in devastation and bones, it was as if there had been an ancient war.

The scorched earth under his feet was cracked into a turtle's back pattern, the whole island was silent, a dead silence, and the white bones in the cold wind were hideous, twisted and terrifying, and I don't know what inhuman treatment he had suffered.

Thirty miles ahead, a peak suddenly rises in the mountains in front of me, as high as 10,000 zhang, towering into the clouds, and is extremely eye-catching among the peaks and peaks that converge.

The temples are reflected in the middle of the mountainside, backed by the mountains with continuous peaks and heavy rocks, sitting in the air, supported by only four pines and cypresses growing in the middle of the mountainside, the apricot yellow courtyard walls, the blue-gray temple ridges, and the pale green towering ancient trees, all immersed in the fire-like sunset.

At the foot of the mountain, thousands of stupas are carved from the boulders, and tens of thousands of stone statues are folded and thrown on the ground, worshipping sincerely.

It's not hard to imagine that there was once a steady stream of worshippers who came here as a smoky temple.

The ancient temple was shrouded in a hazy mist, like a silhouette floating on a floating cloud, and it seemed extremely silent and solemn.

The walls of the Red Gate Courtyard outside the temple were destroyed and dilapidated, and even the gold plaque with the name of the temple was torn apart and scattered everywhere, making it difficult to tell where it was.

"Temple? How could it be a temple that appeared out of thin air? Could it be that this was once the site of the holy monk of the Buddhist family?"

"No, this temple is in ruins, and it will never be the residence of the holy monks......"

Jiang Chang'an said: "All this is not caused by the length of time at all, it is more like man-made. ”

Buddha Yi whispered to Amitabha: "Why is there always a lack of people in the world who have great grudges against the Buddhists......?

Everyone dropped their jaws in shock at the majestic scene in front of them, and no one cared about the muttering of the handsome monk, and they cautiously entered the main hall.

If you look closely, the temple is dusty, cobwebs are vertical and horizontal, the statues are incomplete, and the murals in the temple are mottled and blurred due to the invasion of wind and snow.

Suddenly, everyone couldn't help but marvel at the fact that there were several Dharma Ministers in the temple!

The holy monk held the pinched flower towards everyone, smiling at the corner of his mouth, and at the same time, wisps of rich spiritual energy attacked, with the breath of the spiritual source Qi in the primeval period, on weekdays

If anyone receives a wisp of it, it will cause a sensation, which will not only be of great benefit to the practice, but also help to refine the supreme treasure.

And here there are thousands of wisps falling down like one stream after another, what a grand sight!

But just as they wanted to sit down and meditate, the holy monk of the Dharma Aspect slowly walked into the main hall, and his spiritual power disappeared, which couldn't help but make people feel sorry.

Even if the spiritual power entered the main hall, everyone no longer hesitated and walked in.

However, when they walked into the inner sanctum, everyone's breath jumped a beat, and they gasped!

The corpses and bones in the hall are all over the place, many monks are not wearing monk robes, but the bright Buddhist robes, which can be judged at a glance to be extraordinary, but unfortunately they have not resisted the erosion of the long river of time, and have weathered into a piece of cloth that is thinner and more brittle than tissue paper, and the wind blows and turns into fly ash.

Everyone was stunned: "It's a pity that these treasures, even now you can perceive the spiritual power on them, I don't know how to go against the sky back then!"

The most shocking thing is a golden Buddha statue in the center of the main hall, he is kind and kind, walking Buddha hands, reciting scriptures, and his posture is not like the rich state depicted in the ordinary temple, but the shape is like a withered tree, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is skin and bones.

But such a Buddha statue has thousands of knife marks on its body, densely packed, and the gold paint is scattered.

Someone asked: "It's really strange, but if there is a temple to cast a golden body for the Buddha, it must be wide and fat, so as to show compassion and blessings, how can there be such a thin Buddha statue that falls down when the wind blows?"

The Buddha's clothes were bowed, and there was a bit of piety between his eyebrows: "Master Jiang must know who this golden body is, right?"

All the cultivators pricked up their ears silently, but they wanted to listen to what the Heavenly Master could say.

Jiang Changan is still trying to calm down the turbulence in his heart:

"The Buddha statue in front of me is indeed not the Buddha Shakyamuni, but the ancestor of all Buddhas - the ancient Buddha who burns the lamp!"

Everyone was shocked!

"Burning the Ancient Buddha! Isn't that the Gu Immortal who founded the Western Heaven thirty-three days away? Who would worship such an immortal?"

This is indeed beyond everyone's cognition, even Mo Cang is at a loss, put it 100,000 years ago, no one would pay tribute to the ancient Buddha of the lamp.

Several elders of the Yao family, who had already had a holiday with Jiang Chang'an, waited for a long time, and sneered when they saw the opportunity: "It's really a joke, let's not mention who will worship the ancient Buddha of the burning lamp, just the destruction of the golden body of the ancient Buddha of the burning lamp doesn't make sense, right?"

"That's right, who has such a great hatred with the ancient Buddha of the lamp, and needs to destroy its temple and kill the Buddha statue to vent his anger?"

The Yao family, led by the elder cold

Hummed: "Everyone, from the old man's point of view, in this dangerous place, just take care of yourself, those who deliberately guide all Taoist friends to think wildly, not just grandstanding, but want to make you mess up, he can take the opportunity to find the benefits of the fisherman, and his heart can be punished!"

The elder of the Yao family looked at Jiang Changan with cold eyes, and what he was referring to was self-evident.

At this moment, I heard a group of people flying outside the hall, blue clothes and light armor, the leader was young, with a handsome face, and laughed calmly: "It's really ridiculous, as far as I know, the Yao family was once one of the seven clans of Jinli City who betrayed the Longmen clan, who can compare to you when it comes to revenge and wolf ambition?

Behind him, another group of people also hurried over, led by two middle-aged men in black robes, one thin and one fat, one tall and one short, laughed together: "Dongling is a flawless son on the first day, the old man admires it, this Yao family is indeed shameless, not to mention that they are prostitutes, and they also slander other good families are also prostitutes, and they all think that the world is as shameless as you?"

There were as many as thirty or fifty people in these two teams, and the main hall of the Buddha Hall was suddenly crowded again.

The elders of the Yao family looked at the two flags and gritted their teeth: "Lang Huan Pavilion is flawless! The two elders of the Yin and Yang of the Han Iron Alliance! Lang Huan Pavilion is indeed a little scary, but this is the South China Sea, and the Lang Huan Pavilion and the Cangzhou Han Tie Alliance are not on the line! Just because you also want to be the enemy of my Yao family?"

The elders of the Yao family have never looked at the Buddha's clothes at all, let alone the Empress of Linxian Peak, who is silent from beginning to end and harmless to humans and animals, can be regarded as having eaten Jiang Chang'an!

The words did not fall, but I heard a third voice flying from outside the hall of the Buddhist Academy: "Langhuan Pavilion and Han Tiemeng are not enough, then plus my short and long pavilion, how many catties and taels can I get!?"

"Short Pavilion!"

"The short pavilion of 'shorter than three feet in the sky, as long as a million stars and moons'?"

Many old men of the Yao family shrank their eyes, and everyone was shocked in their hearts, and they all looked at Jiang Chang'an, envious and shocked, how did this young kid know so many strong people?

This time, there were not thirty or fifty people flying from outside the hall, only three people.

The old man in the green robe at the head, the old man in the black robe next to him was fat, strong and short, with huge fangs like pincers with a big mouth, and a scorpion tail the thickness of an arm hanging behind him. Another old man was dressed in a tight robe, with the appearance of a bull, yellow hair, two horns poured like ugin, and his snort was like thunder. Except for a few people such as Fairy An and Buddha Yi and Liao Liao, no one dared to look at him.

"It's ...... The Great Peacock King Gu Wantong, the Great Sage Yellow Horn, the Poison Daoist Sun Gu, came to the three half-step powerhouses of the Short and Long Pavilion......"

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