Seeing the old monk's different expression, Lu Dingyi and the old man surnamed Luo were very curious: "Master, what's wrong?" ”

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The old monk seemed to speak easily, but the matter of the two sitting opposite them was not as simple as entering a small thief. The scripture building of Dajue Temple is all-encompassing, and all kinds of classics are not limited to Buddhist secrets, but all kinds of categories are involved, many of which belong to the secrets that are not transmitted. Some people say that there are two treasures in Dajue Temple, one treasure is the surrounding back mountain, and one treasure is the scripture building. The two treasures are places that outsiders cannot easily enter. Compared with the back mountain, it seems that the scripture building is more mysterious. After all, Lu Luo and the others still have a chance to come to the back mountain, but it is impossible to enter the Tibetan Scripture Building.

Although the scripture building is good, there are not many people in the secret world who covet it. Yes, they just think about it, and they don't dare to put it into action. In the scripture building, the secret array and prohibition are layered on top of each other, and they are extremely powerful. After some ignorant and fearless people paid a heavy price, those risk-takers with ideas finally put out their thoughts. Lu Dingyi and the old man surnamed Luo both knew that even when their cultivation was at its peak, it would be difficult to break into the Tibetan Scripture Building for a while. Especially Lu Dingyi's peak cultivation is still a secret sect, and the secret array and prohibition that even he is afraid of have been broken by others, how can that person still be a little thief.

However, if the person who intruded was a secret sect, it was unlikely. When he reached the realm of the secret sect, although the Tibetan Scripture Building was good, it was not worth taking such a risk, and it would damage his reputation. After thinking about it, neither of them could guess who it was. Ordinary secret masters can't quietly break in before being discovered by the monk in front of them.

The old monk's face was still relaxed. He slapped one palm to the ground, and two "buzzing" sounds were immediately heard from the ground. There is a secret array in the grass house, and this secret array is connected to the scripture building.

With just such a palm, the old monk had already controlled the secret array in the scripture building through the secret array of the grass house. However, he also wondered in his heart, that person seemed to have entered the scripture building for a long time, but why did he barely realize it now?

Seeing that the old monk who was ready to go motionless as if he had settled down, although Lu Luo and the others were suspicious in their hearts, they didn't want to ask, so they had to wait and see what happened. Although the man was able to break in safely, his skills were good. However, since the old monk has already made a move, it is only a matter of time to surrender him, I believe that there will be a result in a while, and the two of them will wait and see.

After closing his eyes for a while, the old monk chanted a few Buddha horns, and a phantom suddenly appeared in front of him. The phantom was in human form, dressed like the old monk, but his face was much younger. After the phantom appeared, he bowed to the old monk, and then disappeared far away.

"Clone Secret Array?" Lu Dingyi and the old man surnamed Luo were very surprised when they saw the phantom, which made them even more convinced that it was not an ordinary secret who broke into the Tibetan scripture building of Dajue Temple.

The so-called clone secret array is not that the old monk has really cultivated the clone, but that the old monk has created a phantom similar to the clone with the help of the power of the secret array. Although this phantom is not an entity, with the help of the power of the secret array, it can have part of the strength of the controller. If the secret array is properly arranged, it can give full play to the strength of the controller. Sancheng's strength does not seem to be much, but the advantage is that it can be controlled from afar. With the strength of the old monk's secret sect, with the help of the powerful secret array, this phantom already has the strength of a middle-level secret master.

Being in the secret array of the Hidden Scripture Building, I am afraid that the high-level secret master will not be able to benefit from the illusion of the middle-level secret master manipulated by the previous secret sect.

The old monk's vigilance and solemnity were naturally because there was something wrong with Chen Feng's side, which attracted his attention.

Chen Feng burst into the scripture building, and after thinking for a while, he planned to use the limited time to read more, after all, every time he turned a page, he would gain something. If it weren't for the strong prohibition in the scripture building, Chen Feng would have planned to put all the books in front of him into a Qiankun cloth bag.

After the bizarre appearance of the ancient scrolls, Chen Feng lost interest in the classics around him, and focused his attention on the mysterious words of the ancient scrolls.

From not being able to see the handwriting at the beginning, to not recognizing the handwriting and thinking noisy, to the clear handwriting and being able to recognize it, and then to understanding it after reading the sentence, Chen Feng is stepping into a better situation.

There are three thousand secret arts, and it is really three thousand. But what is the avenue? Where is the avenue? This is Chen Feng's involuntary question.

In the process of thinking and comprehending, Chen Feng naturally used his usual method, that is, life.

His beliefs, his persistence, his gains and losses, and his lifelong pursuit all stem from his own experiences and emotions.

The Tao is indescribable, Chen Feng already knows it. But the world learns and seeks, and there is always something to refer to. Chen Feng's current Tao is his own beliefs and standards.

In the past, Chen Feng's Tao was the ordinary Tao, and today, Chen Feng's Tao is the Tao of the world. Maybe there are more subtle ways elsewhere, but they are not in Chen Feng's consideration for the time being.

Seeing that Chen Feng was able to comprehend after reading the text, the two palace beauties were even more surprised. Chen Feng is not very old, in their opinion, how can he have a deep understanding? If they knew about Chen Feng's twists and turns, they might not think like this.

Unconsciously, the palace beauties had a glimmer of hope for Chen Fengbao, hoping that he could gain something.

The green palace beauty didn't know if it was nostalgia for the past or for other reasons, and after sighing lightly, a yin and yang pattern popped up, causing it to dissolve in the air.

Chen Feng felt that there were many familiar scenes in his mind that he had never seen before.

The embers of the golden furnace are leaking, and the light wind is cold. Annoying that I can't sleep, the moon moves the shadow of the flower on the railing.

He found himself standing on a stone bridge. The night was as cold as water, and the moon hung in the air, still shrouded in a light thin cloud, which seemed to have never shone brightly.

Beneath the stone bridge is a river, and by the river are scattered old houses, and the mottled gray walls are crawling with vines.

Chen Feng heard someone crying, listened carefully for a while, but disappeared again, only to find that a light rain was falling.

Vaguely, he saw two women in palace clothes walking by the river, with a slight stride. Chen Feng just wanted to catch up and ask where he was, but the beauty was no longer there, leaving only a piece of fragrance.

When Chen Feng was still thinking about it, he woke up as if a thunderbolt suddenly sounded above his head. He felt like an awl had been inserted in his head. Completely defenseless, he couldn't help but exhale bitterly.

It was this sound that alarmed the old monk in the grass house.

When he looked at it again when his headache had calmed down a little, the words on the scroll had long since faded.

"He insisted on it for a long time, and he actually saw the image of you and me." The yellow palace beauty said.

Feeling that there was a gravitational force that he could not resist, Chen Feng watched the ancient scroll in his hand fly away again and suddenly disappear above his head, but he didn't know that a secret sect shot at him the moment he woke up.

At this time, the phantom of the old monk has arrived!