Chapter Seventy-Four: The Ancient Temple Collapses
This is indeed a rather old temple, with two monks standing in front of the temple who are cleaning, and tourists in groups shuttle through the stone platform road of the temple.
The ancient temple was built on a hill, so it was surrounded by trees, but it was not yet spring, so it was quite desolate.
As soon as Han Yunge got out of the car, she went straight to the gate of the temple, and a trace of doubt flashed in Han Beirong's eyes, always feeling that she seemed to be looking for something.
It's just that as soon as Han Yunge stepped into the temple, his figure paused......
Just now, she had been thinking about her senior brother, but she didn't notice that there was a trace of imperceptible demonic energy in this ancient temple, how to say that the ancient temple is also a place where the light of the Buddha shines, and there is no demon cultivator who dares to come without fear of death. This made Han Yunge frown.
However, because she wanted to see her senior brother urgently, she gave up exploring the source of the demonic qi first, but she didn't know that she almost caused a catastrophe because of her mistake.
There is a huge stone statue of Guanyin in the ancient temple, which is full of tributes in front of the stone statue, and some incense is rising. Guanyin held the jade bottle and Yang Zhi in his hand, and looked down on all beings with compassion, even Han Yunge, who was a little infected the moment he entered the ancient temple.
On one side of Guanyin stood an old monk with a charitable and peaceful face, his hands folded, and he sincerely thanked every visitor who came to add incense.
Immediately afterwards, Han Yunge turned his gaze from the old monk to a young man next to him, he had short black hair, a handsome face, and a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his closed eyes and body in a wheelchair showed how unfortunate he was. Seeing this, Han Yunge's pupils couldn't help but shrink, and his face was a little incredulous, suppressing his sadness and pain......
"Senior Brother......
"Little junior sister ......" is so good...... Finally seeing you again......
Han Yunge walked to the wheelchair and gently touched her senior brother's eyes, her eyes couldn't help but be a little moist and hot, she half-knelt down and gently wrapped around him. Murong Mingxuan touched the top of her head, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became a little thicker, My girl has grown up......
The combination of handsome men and beautiful women is always an eye-catching scene, although the man is disabled, but it does not hinder his warm demeanor, the girl is full of dependence on young men, as if she is a lover who has not seen her for many years.
As if it was an illusion, the old monk always felt that at that moment Master Guanyin smiled......
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Han Beirong looked at the two who were obviously acquainted, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little more puzzled. The little cousin obviously just came to the capital, how could she know the people of the Murong family, it seems that she was also looking for this person in the car just now, but how did the little cousin know that the person she was looking for was nearby?
This time it was not only Han Beirong, but even Han Beiwei's eyebrows were also stained with a trace of incomprehension.
Only Han Beiqi, who was stupid enough to be a certain Cheng dΓΉ, rushed forward, "Little cousin! When did you know the people of the Murong family, I tell you, the Murong family doesn't have a good thing, that Murong Ke is their family master thief like an old fox, and his eldest son Murong Mingchen is not a good thing, he will seduce little girls everywhere...... "balabalabala......
Just as Han Beiqi was talking energetically, a young man standing next to his senior brother spoke, "Little Master of the Han family, I'm not a good thing, I'm really sorry......" This person smiled at Han Beiqi with a gentle and amiable smile, but Han Yunge could see at a glance that this person was definitely not a bun, even if it was a bean paste bun. Han Beiqi is definitely defeated when he meets him!
His appearance is seven points similar to his senior brother, so he must be his senior brother's family in this world. It's just that the Murong family and the Han family don't seem to be very friendly.
However, she didn't want to listen to these two people quarrel now, she just wanted to find a quiet place to talk to her senior brother......
But before her idea could be put into practice, another thing happened.
The mountain, where the ancient temple is located, began to shake violently. Unsuspecting people shouted, "There is an earthquake. β
The Adepts began to draw their weapons.
Han Yunge regained his cold face and said secretly...... I didn't expect the hidden danger to explode so quickly. Immediately cast a worried look at Murong Mingxuan, from the contact just now, Han Yunge almost immediately discovered that Murong Mingxuan did not have any cultivation, only divine consciousness remained, which meant that he had no ability to attack at all.
But it doesn't matter, if you protected me in the previous life, let me protect you in this life.
Murong Mingxuan seemed to be aware of Han Yunge's thoughts, and couldn't help but laugh at himself a little, he had really become a complete waste in this life.
Not long after, the mountain began to crack in a large area, and a huge black hole appeared out of thin air under the feet of Han Yunge and others. Han Yunge grabbed Murong Mingxuan's hand as soon as possible and fell into the black hole with him.
Although Murong Mingxuan has divine sense, he is only a mortal in the first realm, where can he be affected by this kind of impact, and he quickly fell into a coma. After landing, Han Yunge soon discovered that this was actually a secret place.
Was it the demon cultivator who was hiding in the shadows who introduced them to this secret realm? But why? Isn't it true that the fewer people know about such a thing as the secret realm?
As soon as Murong Mingxuan woke up, he saw such a scene, Han Yunge used the talisman seal to arrange a small defensive formation, which could ensure that he would not be attacked by the outside world, while he meditated and cultivated on the side.
Meditation and cultivation...... It seemed like a distant thing for him.
"Senior brother, are you awake......" Han Yunge said lightly.
Murong Mingxuan smiled, "My little junior sister, you really haven't changed at all." β
"Senior brother, how could you become like this?" A flash of pain quickly flashed in Han Yunge's eyes.
"In the eight...... After I died, my soul was just about to disperse, and it was sucked by this space, so it didn't disperse, and I directly omitted the level of Meng Po and was reincarnated in a woman of the Murong family. Oh, it seems to be called mom in this world. Murong Mingxuan said with a smile.
Han Yunge was secretly sad, what he was going to say just now was eighty-one bone-penetrating needles. He still didn't know anything about her, and he was still hiding it from her...... Senior brother, how much has he done for me silently?
"Senior brother...... Those eighty-one bone-piercing needles must be very painful....... β
Murong Mingxuan was silent, and then smiled indifferently, "It seems that the little junior sister knows everything." It's just eighty-one bone-piercing needles, junior sister...... Actually, it doesn't hurt. β
Han Yunge's voice was still calm, but the words she took made him feel distressed, "Then senior brother, can I also taste the taste of the eighty-one bone-penetrating needles?" β
He smiled helplessly, it seems that he made the little sister angry......