It's not that I didn't think that I might meet this wonderful "old friend" in the snowy region. It can be seen that sorrow did not think that it would be at this moment, at this moment, here, in this situation.

He's really in the snow.

I just don't know, did you find the answer he wanted?

Seeing sorrow, he looked at him from a distance, only to feel that the light cyan figure standing on the highest place of the temple actually gave people a feeling of coldness outside.

Because, she knew, he was just a mayfly.

It was too far away, and it was actually not very clear, but she vaguely felt that the moment she cast her gaze, Fu Chaosheng seemed to smile at her.

The next moment, the figure was gone.

On the spire of the temple made of ice sculptures and snow, except for the boundless clear blue snowy sky, there was no existence to be seen, as if the Fu Chaosheng she had just seen was just a wisp of illusion.

"It takes a long time to get from the bottom of the mountain to the temple, and you have to arrange a place to stay when you come, and you have a lot to do. After waiting quietly for the crowd to see for a while, Moga opened his mouth and reminded them that they were ready to go, "Let's hurry up the mountain." ”

Only then did everyone react, but when they retracted their gaze, they all had the afterglow left after being shocked, and they felt a sense of reluctance.

As for the young girls, most of them were happy and even full of longing.

There was nothing unusual on the faces of each of them, as if no one had seen Fu Chaosheng except for sorrow.

Perhaps, this is what he is capable of, right?

The temple was already the core of the Snowy Tantra, but he dared to stand directly on the spire of the temple, and no one but her had discovered it. It immediately reminded me of the time when he first appeared on the Kunwu Jiutou River.

So, she suddenly became curious about his strength.

It's just that at this moment, no one else is in front of him, so he can't ask immediately and satisfy his curiosity.

When he was thinking like this, Mojia and the others in front, together with Xie Buchen, who was pretending to be Huaisuke, had already walked towards the mountain road in front, and the young women behind naturally followed.

Probably standing there still when she saw that she was worried, Sang Yang, who was a little more familiar with her, called her: "Sister?"

"Here it is. ”

Seeing that he was worried, he answered, smiled, walked to Sang Yang's side, and walked with her towards the mountain road.

Soon, the group disappeared on the path of the holy mountain.

Because the hour is not early, the pilgrims will leave at this time, and the new ones will come back tomorrow. So soon there were not many people left at the foot of the mountain, and there was a cold silence.

When Xiaohui monk quietly followed, he knew that he was still too late.

Not to mention the senior sister of Yashan, even the believers who usually come to the pilgrimage can't see a few!

"Alas, you shouldn't hesitate when you were seen by this senior sister just now. No wonder the Buddha said that if you don't have the idea of 'no thought' and 'no phase', if you don't hesitate, the little monk will be able to catch up......"

He couldn't help but sigh, very frustrated.

Now that everyone has gone to the holy mountain and the temple, how can he find each other in order to find a chance to get out of his predicament?

Although the Buddha still said "sacrifice oneself to feed the tiger" and "cut the meat to feed the eagle", it is ......

The little monk asked himself if he hadn't reached that enlightenment yet. What's more, these tantric people are much more terrifying than tigers and eagles. Well, I'd better think of something else......"

Thinking like this, Sora couldn't help but mutter.

But unexpectedly, before he could mutter a reason, a slender moon-white figure suddenly appeared in the open space in front of him.

She has a clear face and a fair complexion.

The two distant mountain eyebrows are thin, and the narrow tails of the eyes are drawn open, giving birth to a little amazing feeling in the blandness.

When a person stands there and does not move, it is a quiet and elegant state.

Isn't this the same senior sister who left here just now?

When he saw it, he was stunned at first, and then he was very surprised, and hurriedly ran out of his hiding place and shouted: "See Senior Sister Sorrow, Worry Senior Sister! You actually came back again, what, I, I called Kong-"

Before he finished speaking, the "sorrowful" standing in the open space heard his voice, but as if suddenly frightened, he turned to look at him, and immediately took a step back!

Under those gentle and clear eyes, they were full of vigilance.

"I don't ...... when I see Senior Sister Sorrow"

Thinking that he hadn't seen him, he was so guarded, and was about to explain how he knew her, what her identity was, and what difficulties she encountered.

But in the middle of his words, his gaze suddenly froze and fell on her robe.

At that moment, an inexplicable cool breath came out of the soles of his feet-

The "sorrowful" senior sister in front of her, who "went and returned", was wearing a robe that was different from what he had just seen.

The senior sister I saw just now was wearing a lake blue dress, which was the wind on this side of the snowy region, with bright colors and half a peacock pattern embroidered on the plate;

Moreover, cultivation is not right!

It is now the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

Some time ago, Yashan saw the return of the senior sister, and in the Xinghai tomorrow for a left-rate fight and a big show, it was spread that even the Xihai Zen sect knew about it.

Not to mention the "mutation" on the fourth heavenly monument later.

Seeing the name of sorrow, it replaced the king at that time, and it was branded on the first of the fourth heavenly monument!

Everyone knows that this senior sister should have the cultivation of the late Yuan Infant now. In other words, at this moment, there is only the emptiness of the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and she should not be able to see through her cultivation.

Let alone......

The cultivation he saw was neither the late Yuan Infant Stage, nor the middle Yuan Infant Period, nor even the Yuan Infant Period!

The "sorrowful senior sister" in front of her is only in the early stage of Jindan!

How is this possible......

Sora only felt that his brain was not particularly sufficient, and he was almost stunned to look at this "sorrow" in front of him that was exactly the same as the sorrow he had just seen.

It was suspected that it was a trick, but there was no trace of it;

It is suspected that it is a demon spirit, and there is no demonic energy on it.

"You, you ......"

He couldn't help but raise his hand and point at her, wanting to ask something.

But the other party still looked at him vigilantly, and a deep fear gradually appeared in his eyes, and he didn't wait for him to ask the words completely, and he withdrew directly!

"Whew!"

A chilly mountain wind blew in the flat ground, and her whole person disappeared directly, as if she had blended into the wind and was blown away with this gust of wind.

——It's clearly like the unique Dao seal of that senior sister, riding the wind!

It came strangely, and it disappeared bizarrely.

It's like a hallucination......

Likong almost suspected that he was dazzled, but the cold sweat left behind his back and the little inconspicuous footprints left on the spot reminded him that the woman who was exactly the same as Jianwu just now actually existed.

So, after standing stiffly for a long time, he finally remembered what Master Yichen said when he set out from Zen Buddhism some time ago, and his delicate face suddenly wrinkled, and he was half bitter.

"No, it won't be so unlucky, it really let the little monk meet it......"

Standing at the foot of the holy mountain, he suddenly felt that the Buddha no longer cared for him.

But she had already left from the foot of the mountain and went to the holy mountain, and she didn't know what strange situation was going on behind it, and she didn't even realize that the strange monk she saw in the previous Tao was the Zen novice who had entered the red world with her at the beginning.

After all, she hadn't really seen him, only heard his voice.

So at this moment, I only put my whole mind in front of me.

As the soon-to-be Guru and the tantric monks who originally belonged to the temple, they did not need to climb the mountain path like the pilgrims who came here.

A short walk from the foot of the mountain, they stood on a snow-white platform.

After Moga took out his own lotus card from his sleeve, he pressed it on a depression in the platform, and the entire platform rose rapidly, heading straight for the temple at the top of the sacred mountain.

It didn't take half a moment to arrive.

At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and it had almost sunk to the ground.

Standing in front of this temple, on the top of the holy mountain, looking down, this felt that the world below was small, and all of them were sunk in the shadow of the setting sun's eyes that were almost bloody.

It's beautiful, but there's also an indescribable feeling.

Seeing sorrow, he frowned slightly, and looked around.

The whole temple is not just one main temple.

This is a whole huge complex of buildings, with the highest and largest main hall as the axis, and the two wings of the palace houses and terraces are built symmetrically, and its fineness and magnificence are very different from other places in the snowy region.

It's as if the roughness and barrenness of the entire snowy region are all for the delicacy and grandeur of this temple.

The little girls couldn't help but be amazed by this ingenious palace, especially Sang Yang, who couldn't help but pull her arm and pointed to a small building in the west: "That, that, it's so beautiful!"

It was a small and delicate building, all white.

The material from which it was built seems to be very special, and from the perspective of seeing sorrow, it turned out to be a particularly comfortable ivory white, and even the texture was very similar to ivory.

Probably hearing Sang Yang's exclamation, Moga couldn't help but snort coldly, as if he felt that Sang Yang was making a fuss, but he said: "That small building is made of ivory, named 'White Building', which is where Yang Jinkong's mother lived in the past. In the future, if you are lucky enough to be able to cultivate the Empty Mother, you can also live in it. ”

As he said this, he glanced at him.

I naturally felt it when I saw it, and I knew why the other party looked at it.

Because she is the only one in this group of people who makes the conch shine, I think in their opinion, she should be the most likely person to become the legendary "Empty Mother".

But she wasn't interested in it.

The only thing that made her pay attention to Fang Cai's words was the name of the empty mother-Yang Jin.

In recent years, Tantra has also produced an empty mother, which is rumored to have been the Buddha Mother next to the Treasure Mirror King, but in the battle a while ago, she fell to the old secret and inserted a knife in the back of the Treasure Mirror King.

Presumably, this is the one.

Seeing that he didn't react, Moga scolded in his heart.

It's just that out of the corner of his eye, he saw "Huaisuke" standing beside him, and he didn't want to say anything. But I thought in my heart, when I turned back to the treasure mirror Venerable King to enjoy her, she was good-looking!

"Come with me, and when you have taken your name in the hall, I will take you to the place where you live. ”

Waving his hand impatiently, Mojia finally didn't talk nonsense to Jianchou and the others, and walked directly to the side hall of a large hall in the west, and handed the previous volume of parchment with the life of Concubine Ming to the new secret disciple in charge of such chores in the hall, asking him to arrange all the accommodations.

In these trivial matters, which sect is the same, it is really lackluster.

Before it was her turn to see sorrow, she stood aside and watched.

But unexpectedly, in this moment of waiting, the figure that had disappeared on the spire of the temple like a phantom before appeared quietly at the door of the side hall.

At that moment, I really didn't expect to see sorrow, and I was almost frightened.

Thanks to her, she has also practiced a deep hidden ability, so she quickly controlled her expression and did not show too many flaws.

But his gaze involuntarily fell on him.

Fu Chaosheng was standing at the door of the hall, and when he saw that he was looking at him sadly, there was consternation in his eyes that he couldn't hide, so he smiled at her slightly, and then raised his slender index finger and gently raised it to his lips.

It's telling her to stop talking.

Seeing his gaze, he couldn't help but become strange, and looked left and right again. It was still the same as when he was at the foot of the mountain before, and at such a close distance, no one discovered Fu Chaosheng's existence.

Except for her.

What kind of transcendent feeling is this?

Seeing that Chou stood still, he didn't make a sound, but watched him walk in from the door of the side hall.

The footsteps were as slow as if they were stepping on a dream of clouds, and the old patterns on the light cyan robe still revealed a strange sense of dust.

It was about the setting sun outside, the light was good, and his face didn't look as pale as before.

In a pair of eyes, the sense of vicissitudes and youth is slightly reduced, and it is rare to have a little narrow smile that plays with others between applause.

Fu Chaosheng didn't leave the temple for the past few days.

Since he had discovered the traces of this old friend in the snowy area with his cosmic eyes, and knew that she was coming to the temple, he waited here.

It wasn't until today that she arrived.

The days that were supposed to be waiting were a little boring for him, and he wanted to go directly to find the sorrowful. But that salted fish kun, I don't know which scale is wrong, actually stopped him alive and dead, didn't let him go, and repeatedly told him "You have to be reserved".

The word "reserved", Fu Chaosheng knows.

But when Kun said to him, "You have to be reserved," he didn't understand.

It's just that in the end, I was annoyed that this kun was talking all day long, and I thought that my old friend was on the same road as these people in Tantra, and it was really not very convenient to talk, so I waited here.

At this time, he heard the carp pendant hanging from his waist and began to chatter: "It's really not my race." The mayflies are too small and their brains are too small to be used......"

Fu Chaosheng didn't want to deal with it.

He had already entered the temple gate directly, and he was ready to go to the side of the sorrow. But when he was still seven or eight steps away from seeing sorrow, he suddenly found that in addition to seeing sorrow, there was another person looking at him.

To be precise, not to look at yourself, but to see the direction you are in at the moment.

Although he had changed into a crimson monk's robe, had been shaved and had no hair, he recognized it at once: this person seemed to be the monk who had come with him this time......

It seems to be Kungo's.

What was the name, but he didn't have much of an impression.

Fu Chaosheng, who had the memories of the entire mayfly clan in his head, had a good memory, but he rarely remembered the names of the monks. Because most people seem to him to be about the same.

In addition to seeing sorrow.

If it is related to her, he may pay more attention to it because of her, and as for the irrelevant ones, it is difficult to remember.

The pinnacle of people's golden pills......

It stands to reason that it is impossible to be aware of its existence.

Fu Chaosheng stood in place and didn't move, just looked back straight at the past, a pair of dark green eyes that were almost dark black, and a little demonic anger quietly surfaced.

At this moment, Xie Buchen actually had a feeling of palpitations.

The void not far in front of him was clearly nothing, but when he looked at it with a worried gaze, he faintly felt that there was something standing here.

It's not a spiritual perception, it's purely an intuition......

He looked in that direction and didn't move.

This scene fell under the eyes of the sorrowful, and for a while it revealed a strange and treacherous forest-

In the eyes of others, Xie Buchen was just staring at that void, but in her eyes, Xie Buchen was really looking at Fu Chaosheng!