Wu Haotian left the Medicine Master Hall with doubts, and he didn't know why, he glanced at the double-faced Medicine Buddha and found that it was indifferent at the moment, as if it had lost all its vitality. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Baicaozi's expression at the moment when he said that he would go to Miaojiang was the same, as if his life and death were buried there, which was quite righteous and awe-inspiring.

He couldn't help but be full of curiosity and doubts about the so-called Miao Jiang, and he was also afraid of seeing the unknown about the existence of Baicaozi, and he found that it seemed as if a huge world was about to appear in front of him, which might subvert all his cognition, and it could also make him bruised.

In the past, Wu Haotian once thought that all the powers sealed in the Nine Soul Locks were fictitious existences, but the facts faintly told him that the Nine Soul Locks were connected to reality, the past and the future.

Could it be that Baicaozi really existed in the past of this world? And what about the others? Did these people exist completely? Have their stories, have their seven feelings? Is there their life and death?

"Haotian, where did you go?" Li Mengxin's anxious voice in the distance interrupted his thoughts. Wu Hao found that he had been in the Medicine Master Hall for too long just now, and he almost forgot that he was walking with beauty today. He hurriedly looked for the sound and left.

"I'm here, just now, I've been looking for a toilet in this ghost place for a long time."

Li Mengxin took a long breath when she saw Wu Haotian appear, and she didn't know why she felt lost in her heart when she found out that Wu Haotian beside her had been away from her for so long, maybe this is the so-called sense of security.

But seeing the appearance of that teenager, she found that her heart was completely quiet like a deer, as a gangster lady, she had never had feelings for people, but until she met this boy, she found that her world had completely changed.

"Isn't that a toilet over there?" Li Mengxin pointed to the place with the toilet sign in the corner and said, "Okay, I've already fulfilled my wish, we can leave after you go to the toilet." Go down the mountain to Hangzhou and eat delicious food. ”

"No need, I found it on the other side just now, it's been solved, let's go, go down the mountain, how about I invite you to dinner in the evening."

Li Mengxin nodded shyly, she wished she could stay with the young man in front of her for a long time.

"Two donors, please stay." Just as the two of them were about to step out of the gate and descend the mountain, a young monk about fourteen or fifteen years old shouted from behind.

"Huh?" The two turned their heads suspiciously, only to see a little novice running panting, his face full of anxiety.

"What's wrong? Are we pulling things down? Li Mengxin rolled her big curious eyes and asked, the little monk in front of her.

"No, no, it's the abbot who invited the two donors to go to the meditation room for a while." The little monk shook his head like a rattle. The master has ordered, no matter what, the two donors must be left, which is completely related to the future of Juehai Temple, although he is puzzled, but the little monk obviously understands the importance of it, and even if he comes to find Li Mengxin and Wu Haotian.

Wu Haotian suddenly chuckled in his heart, could it be that he absorbed the trace of Medicine Buddha in Juehai Temple today, and the abbot was looking for trouble for himself.

The little monk seemed to see Wu Haotian's hesitation, and hurriedly said, "The master just wants to have a good relationship with the two donors and count the two of them as a hexagram, and has no other intentions." The master's Dharma name is Wusheng, knowing the past and measuring the future, which is quite influential in the Buddhist world. ”

The little monk seemed to be very proud when he said this, and his face turned sideways and pouted and faced the blue sky, looking quite funny.

"Haotian, let's go and have a look, it's all here anyway, and it's not bad for a while." Li Mengxin seemed to be quite curious about fortune-telling, and hurriedly pulled the corner of Wu Haotian's clothes.

Wu Haotian shook his head helplessly, he could only promise, if the old monk was going to be difficult for himself, as long as he was killed and didn't admit it, even if the old monk wanted to forcibly leave himself, he still had some hole cards, and he could definitely do it with Li Mengxin to escape.

followed the little monk to the backyard of the temple, the flowers and plants made Wu Haotian feel that there was no cave here, and it is estimated that the abbot of this Juehai Temple is also a person who understands the mood.

When he entered the meditation room, he saw an old monk in a robe with his eyes closed meditating, and the arrival of Wu Haotian and Li Mengxin did not disturb him for half a minute.

Still meditating, still feeling his Buddha path.

After a long time, the old monk opened his eyes, and a pair of black eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

"Two donors, please be seated." A distant voice came, making the two of them shudder, this old monk was obviously in front of him, why did the voice feel like it was coming from a distant valley, what was going on?

The two of them had no choice but to sit down, after all, they were all here, and they couldn't slam the door and leave.

"The two donors are dragons and phoenixes among people, and their lives are against the sky, and they must not be ordinary people." The old monk finally continued to speak. Wu Haotian couldn't help but think of the opening remarks of those charlatans, aren't they all like this?

Just when Wu Haotian decided that the old man in the robe in front of him was an out-and-out liar, the old monk continued to speak, "Buddhism has a way, passed on to the world, choose a destined person to inherit, this destined person is also a destined person of Juehai Temple, the poor monk is curious, want to meet this person, now it seems that the donor's destiny is against the heavens, presumably it is a person of great chance."

Hearing this, Li Mengxin was confused, but Wu Hao knew that he had indeed underestimated the monk in front of him. He couldn't help but be curious, tilted his head and looked at the abbot with interest: "I heard that the abbot's fortune teller is all over the sky, can you calculate a hexagram for me." ”

"I don't know what the donor is called?"

"Wu Haotian."

The old abbot nodded, closed his eyes, and sensed heaven and earth.

I don't know how long it took, but the old abbot woke up at dusk for some reason, spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person instantly withered.

"Abbot!" Wu Haotian and Li Mengxin hurriedly supported the old man in front of him who was injured for some reason.

At this time, Wu Haotian also secretly used his soul power, using his fingers as a needle, quickly clicked on the old man's several big holes, and saw that the old man's face was ruddy, so he wiped his sweat and waited patiently for the old man to wake up.

I don't know how long it took, the abbot gradually woke up, looked at Wu Haotian in front of him, and shook his head, "Donor, the strength of the poor monk is too shallow, and the donor is the emperor's destiny, which cannot be measured." That's when it got backlash. ”

Wu Haotian suddenly realized that he had the existence of the Nine Soul Lock, and it would be strange if fate could still be seen, why didn't he see his future clearly. But the statement of the emperor's destiny must be because he is now the soul king of the underground forces in Hangzhou, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the emperor is like this.

Wu Haotian suddenly remembered that he had just preached to his Medicine King Palace, and that Medicine King Hall seemed to have some kind of strangeness, which was incompatible with Juehai Temple.

"Abbot, I want to know the last hall in the back, that is, the Medicine King Hall seems to be different from the magnetic field of Juehai Temple, and even reveals strangeness everywhere, why is this?"

The old abbot closed his eyes, thought for a moment and replied: "I remember reading in the manuscript of the ancestor that the previous life of Juehai Temple was a temple, which seems to be the medicine king hall in the backyard. As for the difference in magnetic field, the donor doesn't know that this last hall is actually the forbidden place of Juehai Temple, because the magnetic field inside is disordered, and it is extremely aimed at cultivators, ordinary people are safe when they enter, but as soon as cultivators enter the temple, they will inevitably be injured. Earlier, many abbots went to break this so-called muse, but they were also punished by the backlash. Therefore, there is an unwritten rule in the temple that cultivators are not allowed to step into the Medicine King Palace. ”

After listening to it, Wu Haotian realized that the price that Baicaozi said was likely to be part of it. But his intuition told him it was far from that simple.

Seeing that the old abbot was injured, Wu Haotian and Li Mengxin couldn't bother too much, so they could only go down the mountain and leave.