The ninety-nine ladders were placed in front of me, and when I heard Jiang Tongyao's words, my heart was full of curiosity, and I took the first step, stepping on the ninety-nine ladders, and when I stepped on the first ladder, I vaguely felt a force that was squeezing my body.

"Donor, can you sincerely worship the Buddha?"

I don't know when, a figure like a Buddha appeared under the ninety-nine layers of ladders, his eyes were full of smiles, this is an old monk, raising his hands and feet to reveal a Buddha rhyme, his eyes are kind and his eyebrows are kind, and he seems to be a living Buddha in the world.

Wearing a robe, his eyes fell on me at this moment, the old monk's gray beard, squinting at me, being stared at by this gaze, I always had a strange feeling in my heart, as if everything about myself was exposed to his sight.

"Donor, come down, your way is not there. The old monk looked at me and said softly.

"I'll come from here. I narrowed my eyes slightly, glanced at the old monk, and my tone was blunt to the extreme.

The old monk shook his head, with a helpless face, and said: "Donor, you are not destined to be a person, this ladder only receives people who are destined, the donor is too angry, his hands are covered with blood, this ladder is afraid that he can't stand it." ”

The old monk walked towards me with his hands behind his back, and there was a laziness in his cloudy old eyes, as if this matter could not be compromised, and there was a bit of unquestionable taste in it, and he walked towards me with a stroll forward, and at that moment, my pupils constricted.

"Amitabha, donor, please follow me. "The more the breath on the old monk's body, I can say with certainty that this person is definitely a first-class master, it seems that this Famen Temple is extremely not simple.

"Jian Temple, we came here before, can't anything step on this ladder?" At the same time, Lin Yunzhu, Jiang Tongyao and Li Yunyao all walked down, and Lin Yunzhu's face was full of doubts.

"Lord Lin, this donor is not the same kind of person as you, and there is another way for them to enter the temple. The old monk recited the Buddha's name, his expression was full of calm, and said.

Probably in my heart to the old monk said, there is a comprehension, the biggest difference between me and the three girls is that the body has internal strength, and the strength is now in the realm of martial artists, since there are warriors in this Famen Temple, then there must be its special regulations, of course, this kind of regulations are for martial artists.

In the end, I still chose to compromise, and seeing the true face of Famen Temple with my own eyes is what I want to do most now, let the third girl continue to move forward, I followed the old monk towards the right side of the ladder, followed him, and listened to the kind voice coming from my ears.

"Donor, please move, I think you know why. ”

"Well, I know, probably guessed. ”

"Warriors should abide by the rules of Famen Temple, they must not use internal force at will, and they are not allowed to compete in the temple, and once they are discovered, they will be permanently removed from Famen Temple. ”

"Understood. ”

The old monk with his hands on his back looked fluttering, and continued to walk forward, I followed behind him, carefully looking at the surroundings, the old and yellow leaves, as if they were about to fall, and the overgrown weeds were also uncared for.

The path made of bluestone slabs is mossy because of the rain, and it is extremely wet under the feet, if you are not careful, you will be in danger of falling, but unfortunately the people who walk this road are destined to be extraordinary, all are warriors, and these problems cannot occur.

"These footprints ......" I was stunned as I looked at the footprints that appeared out of thin air on the road in front of me.

This footprint is half a palm deep, the footprint extends all the way to the mountain, I was shocked at the same time, I couldn't help but squat down and touch the footprints on the bluestone slab, this footprint is too visually impactful, how to cause such a scene, I wondered in my heart.

"Hehe, your strength is not bad in this later life, this footprint was formed eighty years ago, when the old man was still young.

I remember that it was a dark night with high wind and heavy rain, and a benefactor at the peak of the Grandmaster Realm forcibly stepped on my Famen Temple.

Listening to the master, it was a powerful master of the Martial King Realm, because he was seriously injured, his realm fell to the peak of the Martial Sect Realm, and he wanted to recuperate in my Famen Temple.

But in the process of mountaineering, the mountain protector elder was introduced, and a big battle was formed, and this footprint was formed here. The old monk squatted down and stroked a few footprints, his expression full of memories and nostalgia.

After listening to the words of the old monk, my whole person was greatly shocked, this is the power of the grandmaster realm, just one kick, can leave such traces in this world, can be described as terrifying, I stroked carefully, revealing a thoughtful look, maybe with the help of the system, I will one day achieve such an achievement.

With his eyes full of determination, he stood up and said, "Let's keep walking." ”

"Donor, there is a festival in Famen Temple today, you can go and contribute some incense, and the monks of Xinjiang Province will chant for you to expel the evil in your heart. "Halfway through, the monk actually advertised for the puja.

I said why there were no pilgrims, it turned out that there was a Dharma today, so the temple would be closed so early, and I knew a little in my heart, and said, "Do you know that on the way to Famen Temple again, there was a car accident." ”

"Amitabha, I don't know. The old monk replied truthfully.

"Isn't it rumored that your Famen Temple can divinate and count the secrets of the world?" I said with a light smile.

"Hehe, the donor said and laughed, the world is greedy and angry, there is always ideological sustenance, Buddhism pays attention to going with the flow, karma, so what the donor said is too exaggerated. The old monk's eyebrows were full of a faint smile and said.

I have to say that the old monk's reaction was very quick, and he made a simple refutation of my words, and when the monk went up to the mountainside together, a faint Sanskrit sound gradually fell into his ears, as if telling the suffering of the world, and there were also white buildings in sight.

The ancient huge Buddha statue was in front of my eyes, the Buddha statue glowed with white light, and when I looked closely, there was a light illuminating, and I continued to follow the old monk, and the sound of the monk's chanting began to enter my ears, and at the same time there was some noise, it seemed that it should be the voice of those believers.

I and the old monk continued to move forward, but when we walked to the entrance of the temple, there was a figure flashing, the old monk was about to come forward to ask, the figure instantly turned into a ball of ashes, disappeared alive in front of us, only a piece of clothing fell in front of our eyes, such a strange scene, it was shocking.

The old monk hurriedly stepped forward, picked up the clothes, looked at the white ash covered under the clothes, touched it, put his hand on his nose and sniffed vigorously, and said: "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, good, good, is ashes, pitiful." ”

"Human bones?" I muttered, and hurried forward, feeling that there was something strange about it.

Like him, he touched the ashes, sniffed hard, and said, "The bones are a bit old, but this ashes are newly formed." ”

"Making a mistake in a Buddhist holy place is bullying my Famen Temple. When the old monk said this, I heard the words and secretly said in my heart, it seems that this old monk is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and his tone expresses his devotion to the Buddha.

But at this moment, when I carefully observed the dress, I found that there was a note on the dress exposed, and I couldn't help but pull it out curiously, opened it, and my face changed suddenly, only to see that it was written on the paper, the human heart is shrouded in all evil after all, we are waiting for you, now the game begins, Tang Ming.

The note was clearly written, and it was certain that all of this was directed at me, and for a while, my whole person became solemn, and when I thought about it carefully, I was reborn until now, as if I had not been in contact with any mysterious people or things.

I became full of thoughts, my eyes were full of strangeness, I looked at the old monk's eyes full of vigilance, I don't know whether this old monk is friend or foe, and now I feel that there is a net rushing towards me, as if to pull me into the darkness, inexplicably, I was swept into a whirlpool of life.

"Let's go inside. The old monk's expression was full of calm, and I always felt that something had changed in this old monk, and his attitude was a little weird, which made me a little unable to adapt.

Opening the temple door of the back mountain, I walked into the temple from there, and what caught my eye was that on a huge stage, several monks in robes, sitting cross-legged, chanting words in their mouths, and in front of the stage were several rows of monks, who seemed to be monks from Famen Temple.

As for the rest of the people, there are probably hundreds, it seems that they should be some believers, each of them closed their eyes and kept spitting scriptures in their mouths, and the expressions on their faces were extremely pious, and it could be seen that they should all be people who believed in Buddhism.

Obviously, I felt that my brain had become lighter, and it seemed that the post-war psychological syndrome had been well alleviated, so that my heart could become clear, and I couldn't help but look at the scene carefully, and at the same time, the old monk was also standing next to me, his eyes were full of sincerity.

Staring at the Buddha statue in the center of Famen Temple, this is a Buddha statue more than ten meters high, it looks unusually tall and mighty, this seems to be a Buddha statue carved from white jade, my eyes have always fallen, the monks in the center of the stage, but after looking at it for a long time, I still can't find the mystery on them, so I retracted my gaze and went to find Lin Yunzhu, Li Yunyao, and Jiang Tongyao.

"The donor, the three female donors, is there. The old monk next to him pointed to the three daughters at the gate of the temple and said.

"Okay, thank you. After thanking the old monks, I turned to look for them, only a dozen paces, and in the blink of an eye, I was at their side.

"Brother Ming, look at that one, he is Master Zangxuan, the abbot of Famen Temple. Jiang Tongyao, this little girl, with her beautiful little face full of excitement, pointed to a monk on the stage and told me.

I smiled and nodded in response, and glanced at Lin Yunzhu beside me, but at this time, a little novice rushed out, his face was full of panic and panic, and ran towards the old monk, shouting and shouting a few times, don't faint.

The words of the little novice made the old monk's face change greatly, and as for what he said, I listened to it word for word, and someone was killed, that is, in the guest room of the temple.