Qian Qianqian's pleading was useless, because Xu Yan put away the two storage bags and threw them into Qianji Mansion. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although he is not an acquaintance with Qian Qianqian's father, Qian Ming, his uncle is called from the heart, so Xu Yan decided to help this junior with excellent cultivation talent.

"After a month, I'm paying you back, you're about to lose your money, so reflect on it. ”

"No, no, no, no! I'll have nightmares without money!"

"The trick of thundering and not raining will be avoided, uncle is not blind. ”

No matter how much money was played, Xu Yan showed no signs of taking out the storage bag, and always looked at the valley outside the car.

Whether Qian Qianqian can overcome his greed for money is a small matter, and the real big thing is the valley under the mountain.

Xu Yan could already roughly conclude that the Cangming Mountain he was in should be the valley explored by Yan Tongtian and Huiying Lin Xiyue in his dream.

Because the huge bluestone that exists in the valley is the same as the valley in the dream world.

"After finding the spirit fire in the center of the earth, Huiying stayed here, established the Cangming Temple, and then sat down in the Cave of the Afterlife......"

Speculating about the incomplete dream, Xu Yan became more and more sure that this was the place where the valley in the dream was located.

At the end of the mountain road, a magnificent temple appeared.

Cangming Temple, which occupies the whole high mountain, is divided into dozens of halls, among which there is a large hall for believers to worship, there is an incense burning courtyard where pilgrims rest, there is also a Zen courtyard for monks in the temple to rest, and there are some side halls and the like, with more and more prosperity, the scope of Cangming Temple is getting bigger and bigger, and now the side hall is built to the foot of the mountain.

As soon as you enter Cangming Temple, you will immediately be greeted with sandalwood.

A golden tripod in the main entrance is half a zhang high, the fireworks in it are insignificant, the plaque hanging high is written in golden sand, the main hall in the distance is extremely tall, like the imperial palace, sometimes you can see the monk who walks through with steady steps, the whole Cangming Temple exudes a luxurious atmosphere.

The convoy marched through the gate, turned to the right, and followed the avenue of the temple, and arrived at the incense temple in a short time.

Along the way, Xu Yan frowned slightly, the copper stench of this temple is too heavy, it can be said that there is wealth everywhere, it is comparable to the royal palace of the mortal world, how can there be the quiet and solemn place of Buddhism.

The middle-aged monk in charge of the incense temple, whose Dharma name is Hongyu, smiled and his eyebrows and eyes shrunk into a ball, very kind.

The incense temple is a resting place for receiving pilgrims, built like a manor, with rockery ponds, small bridges and pavilions, there is no shortage of everything, and the pilgrims who stay overnight can also taste the fragrant meal.

Of course, you can also eat wine and meat in the incense temple, but if you want to eat and drink delicious food in the incense temple, you can't just give some copper plates, and the pilgrims who are qualified to be invited into the incense temple can at least leave a thousand taels of silver for the Cangming Temple.

When the team from Mingxi Tower arrived at the incense courtyard, they immediately got busy.

More than a hundred cooks occupied the back kitchen of the incense monastery, and all kinds of living animals on the cart were slaughtered on the spot in preparation for the feast tonight.

The Hongyu monk has always been smiling and busy, arranging various matters, and attaches great importance to tonight's moon viewing conference, even if he sees the slaughter of pigs and sheep, he is like no one, not like a monk, like a businessman.

"That, that, that guy is more money than me, why didn't anyone punish him?"

Qian Qianqian was busy with the work at hand, glanced at the Hongyu monk who had just walked over, and said angrily, thinking that there are guys who are more obsessed with money than himself, Uncle Xu should not only teach himself, but should return the storage bag.

"He's different, if you want to learn from him, you have to learn to be faceless and skinless first. ”

Xu Yan and Qian Qianqian were assigned to the kitchen helpers together, the two sat in front of the water tank and were busy with the work in their hands, looking busy, in fact, they were just repeating several of the same actions, the two were lazy at all, and they were very tacitly lazy together.

"Xu, Uncle Xu, don't worry, Qianqian's face is very thick!"

"No face, no skin, not cheeky, it's really faceless. ”

"No face, what about face, face?"

"Who knows, it's been eaten by dogs. ”

Xu Yan shook his hand, took out Qian Qianqian's storage bag from Qianji Mansion, threw it to the other party, and said, "When the dinner begins, you go down the mountain immediately." ”

Taking over her storage bag, Qian Qianqian seemed to be in her spirit, and she danced with joy, but when she heard that she was asked to leave Cangming Temple during the dinner, the girl was suddenly puzzled.

"For, for, for......"

"Don't ask why, if I was an elder, I would do it. ”

"Okay, I'll listen to Uncle Xu, and I'll go down the mountain at night. Qian Qianqian didn't know why, she didn't know why this Uncle Xu asked her to leave, but she could see the solemnity in Xu Yan's eyes.

"Is there something wrong with Cangming Temple?" Qian Qianqian asked in a low voice.

"Cangming Temple is not in trouble, Cangming Temple may be long gone. Xu Yan got up and walked around the water tank and said, "I'm walking around the incense courtyard, don't move, remember to go down the mountain at night." ”

Qian Qianqian nodded, watched Xu Yan walk away, scratched his head inexplicably, and said to himself: "Cangming Temple is gone?

Qian Qianqian was confused because she couldn't see through the steward of the incense house.

If she could see the skin on Hongyu's face like Xu Yan, the little girl might be scared half to death.

The Hongyu monks of the incense temple, just like the Mile who appeared in the tea shop in Fang City the day before, are all faceless people!

And this Hongyu is hidden even deeper, if there is no left-eyed dragon soul, even if you use the fairy eyebrow and ghost eye, you may not be able to see through it.

"An incense burning courtyard, at least ten or more faceless people, so it seems that Cangming Temple and the Wuxiang Sect must be inseparable......

Pretending to be busy, Xu Yan went around to the backyard of the incense courtyard, and met some monks on the way, among which more than a dozen people all had no faces, with a face that I don't know who it was, walking like a corpse, but they were full of anger, and they were definitely not dead.

The strange Cangming Temple made Xu Yan see the existence of the crisis, and when he thought of the news of the relics in the world, a bad idea emerged.

"Could it be that the Wuxiang faction deliberately released the news of the relics? ”

It is precisely because he saw the strangeness of Cangming Temple that Xu Yan made Qian Qianqian have to go down the mountain tonight, and the moon appreciation conference held by Zhen Wuming may not be as simple as just admiring the moon, taking advantage of the opportunity to admire the moon, wouldn't a group of Yuanying masters from all over the world look for a treasure relic?

Seeing the crisis, Xu Yan couldn't leave, so he could only mingle among the guys in Mingxi Building.

Since arriving at Cangming Temple, another crisis has come one after another, and Xu Yanneng can faintly perceive that in his Purple Mansion, in addition to the outline of the second Yuan Infant, there is actually a third outline.

The prohibition has been far away from the Purple Mansion and embedded in the body of the flesh, and the cultivation that Xu Yan has cultivated in the Bottle Realm for a hundred years has finally truly appeared.

It is by no means the middle of the Yuan Infant, but the late Yuan Infant!

Once the third Yuan Infant appeared, it indicated the arrival of the Yuan Infant's cultivation in the later stage, but Xu Yan not only did not like it, but his heart sank.

He can barely suppress the body of the second Yuan Infant, if the third Yuan Infant begins to gather, he can no longer control it, once the two Yuan Infants are successfully condensed, for others they will have the proud cultivation of the late Yuan Infant, but for Xu Yan, it will be an irreversible explosion of the end!

He will be forced to die in the prohibition of his ontology by his three primordial infants......

ps:There was a bug in the previous chapter 'Huiying is dead', Xu Yan listened to the sect master talk about Cangming Temple and Huiying when he was in the Earth Sword Sect, so Xu Yan shouldn't be shocked when Qianqian talked about Huiying, and he realized when he saw the black string of the book friend's message, I'm really sorry, I have made changes to the previous chapter 'Huiying is dead', thank you for the readers who pointed out the loopholes.