Chapter 569

Enormous destructive power

Ning Xin was still leading the way in front of him, but Luo Han was sensitive to the fact that this middle-aged monk with a calm bearing, methodical no matter what he did, and a very decent smile, seemed to have less estrangement and alienation than before, and more natural

Between him and Ning Xin, the atmosphere of pure reception quietly changed, and Ning Xin at this time no longer looked like a disciple of a famous sect, but like a lonely friend.

Luo Han liked this change very much, and continued to talk to Ning Xin intentionally or unintentionally, of course, asking about some interesting things that happened at the previous pharmaceutical research conferences. For example, which two medicinal herb companies like to pinch the most, which medicine picker can often bring good goods, and which disciples in the temple will often show up, etc.

Because he didn't need to worry about revealing the secrets of the temple, Ning Xin's answer became more and more relaxed and comfortable, and the calm eye waves also quietly added a smile of relief and approval on the side that Luo Han couldn't see.

After walking around Ning Xin's back for about a few minutes, bypassing several ancient and majestic halls, Luo Han didn't have a chance to see the name of the temple, and he didn't know what place it was, but he saw all kinds of rich and poor incense people coming and going in the hall, and then smelled the smell of burning incense in the air, even Luo Han, who had always been very adaptable, couldn't help frowning.

What's going on today? There are so many people who offer incense, and it is several times more than the previous two days?

The monk Ning Xin, who was leading the way in front, seemed to sense Luo Han's displeasure, and turned back with a smile, with a smile of understanding in his eyes: "The sign of our temple is still a little effective. Those medicinal herb dealers can't carry it themselves, so they always have to find some porters. These porters will send the medicinal herbs to the designated place of our temple, and they will come here to offer incense, which is not only thanksgiving, but also for prayer, and some old medicine farmers will also bring their children and nephews out to see, so today's people, compared with usual, are inevitably more than usual. ”

This answer is quite honest, and it is no longer the formulaic of the first acquaintance.

Luo Han smiled dumbly, and no longer dwelled on the matter.

Circumventing a large hall again, Monk Ningxin led Luo Han to a secluded side door on the mountain behind him.

At the quaint wooden doorway, there are two middle-aged monks in Tsing Yi guarding here.

Ning Xin stepped forward and clasped his palms together: "Ning Xin has seen Master Mingshen and Master Mingxing!" ”

Rohan's heart moved.

Mingzi?

In other words, these two Tsing Yi monks are both from the generation of Master Duan Xiangyuan's named master, Master Mingjing.

He subconsciously looked at the eyes and skin of the two monks, and then secretly frightened.

It is worthy of being the only Buddhist door among the four major Xuanmen, these two monks in green clothes, the divine light in their eyes is not revealed, clear but not bright, black but not floating, and the skin is also simple and revealing a kind of divine light, if it is not for his eyesight is not ordinary people, he really can't see it.

If you only talk about internal strength, this clarity and clarity are only stronger than that of the great-master Duan Haiming.

The slightly taller monk in Tsing Yi glanced at Luo Han: "Another newcomer?" ”

Ning Xin's smile was respectful and calm: "This is Senior Brother Duan's senior apprentice, Luo Han's master from Shenhai City, and the Gongjin Marketing under his name is also dealing in medicinal materials, so the reincarnation master specially invited him to take a look." ”

He then introduced the tall Tsing Yi monk to Luo Han: "This is Master Mingshen, who is a fellow villager with Master Mingjing, and this is Master Mingxing, the second disciple of Uncle Dust!" ”

"Senior Nephew Duan? That Duan Xiangyuan's nephew, who has a very good set of tumor treatment and was born in the Yulong Duan clan? It was the tall monk in Tsing Yi who asked.

Luo Han couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "I didn't expect Master's ability to treat tumors to be so famous." ”

He replied calmly: "The family teacher is Duan Xiangyuan. ”

Ming and Shang looked at him seriously: "The poor monk heard the master mention you, saying that you are very smart, you have good roots and bones, and you have a deep fortune, but unfortunately you are not suitable to be a disciple of our Jinshan Temple." ”

Luo Han sweated slightly in his heart, and said modestly: "There are too many mundane things and too deep entanglements." In fact, the monks of your temple are very admired. "Anyway, he also wants to have a good relationship with Jinshan Temple, and the polite words on the scene won't drop a piece of meat.

Monk Mingshen looked at Luo Han carefully, then nodded slowly, revealing a kind smile: "You are very good, better than your master!" Let's go inside! It will take a few more minutes for the drug research meeting to start! ”

Luo Han smiled and thanked him, and walked through the wooden door under Ning Xin's guidance.

Then, he was stunned.

Outside the wooden door, there is actually a Jinshan Temple.

There is a bluestone paved road straight parallel to the tall temple wall of Jinshan Temple, next to the withered yellow mountain with a little light green, paved horizontally for a distance of nearly 100 meters, and then, turn to the left.

Puzzled, Rohan walked to the end of the cobblestone road, looked to the left, and saw an elegant two-storey house made entirely of bamboo, hidden behind a dense mountain.

This retreat is like a mountain of gold that suddenly opens a small opening, and it can be bitten into it. And the place where the mountain is cut is very weird, and it doesn't seem to be a natural formation.

On the gate of the house, there is a huge plaque with the words "Hui Jing Tang".

The neat and orderly circle of familiar herbs outside the retreat isolated the dense and slightly yellowish weeds on the hillside, making Luo Han subconsciously pay more attention.

It is the river white grass, melon seed gold, dragon slaying grass and unicorn lotus that can repel snakes and insects.

It is just early spring, the spring is cold, and it is not the season when the dragon slaying grass should bloom, but at the moment, I don't know what method the monks of Jinshan Temple used to make this dragon slaying grass bloom. As if to highlight this house, the golden petals of the dragon slaying grass are extraordinarily brilliant and dazzling in a deep shade of green, just like the smiling face of the sun blooming in the sky, warm, enthusiastic, and have a unique sense of security.

Ning Xin stopped dozens of meters away in front of the door of the retreat, turned around and explained gently: "Forty years ago, there was an elder in our temple who was amazing and brilliant and the Dharma had reached the Arhat realm, and an elder of the Maoshan faction had a dispute over things, and the mountain here was beaten out of a huge vacancy.

"Huh? ......" Luo Han, who was admiring the beautiful scenery of the Dragon Slaying Grass, suddenly looked shocked and almost stopped breathing.

It's just that two people are fighting, and they can actually beat such a hard mountain into an empty space equivalent to three basketball courts?

Isn't that more powerful than explosives?

The destructive power of Jinshan Temple and Maoshan Sect was actually so strong?

"However, I also fought with that Xuanqing Daoist, I don't think he is so powerful?" At least, Xuanqing didn't send him flying.

And Xuanqing is already one of the masters of the Maoshan faction.

Or is it because of the lack of aura in heaven and earth, so the strength of today's Xuanmen disciples has also plummeted?

After being stunned for a while, Luo Han couldn't help but say, "That...... Where is that predecessor now? ”

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