The speed of the white light was ridiculously fast, and even a strong person like the Crazy Monk Master Wuguo was beyond his reach, so he could only stop at the door of the hall and shake his head and sigh.

As soon as Jiang Changan rushed out of the palace gate, the white light had disappeared as soon as he entered the courtyard, and he didn't know where he went.

The empty figure suddenly appeared out of thin air, standing beside him, and said with a smile: "Jiang Gongzi, this time you have a great opportunity to get the ancient character of the Great Buddha, why do you still have to chase that stone spirit?"

"I understand what you're saying, but I still want to give it a try. ”

Since the stone spirit knew everything, he must have the answer he had always wanted to find.

Jiang Changan didn't need to know what was left behind in ancient times, it was enough to know what happened in the palace five years ago and what happened in Pang Ershui's residence.

Everyone rushed out of the hall after him, but there was no white light and no shadow for a long time, and they all guessed where to go.

Jiang Changan thought for a moment and said, "Since this stone spirit is related to the Bodhi tree, then maybe I will go back." ”

The two of them quickly rushed to the backyard, and at dusk in the huge courtyard, there were no disciples chanting.

There is only a lush Bodhi standing in the sky, and the white light is really in mid-air, hovering back and forth above Bodhi.

Everyone couldn't care about anything else, so they took out the treasure and wanted to take it into their pockets.

Jiang Chang'an sacrificed the Taiyi Divine Emperor Bell for the first time——

"Close!"

The Divine Bell is about to touch the white light when it flies, and it is already about to be caught!

A flash of joy flashed in Jiang Changan's eyes, who knew that the white light directly passed through the Taiyi Divine Emperor Bell, and flew to the sky and disappeared without a trace.

"It seems that there is really no play!" Jiang Changan's eyes were gloomy.

Not only him, but even other people's treasures were the same result.

"Why did the stone spirit go back to the backyard? Even if it was related, it was impossible to stay here with his hands tied......

While he was thinking about it, at this moment, there was a very slight movement behind the linden tree.

Jiang Changan looked stunned, chased after him quickly, and before he could get to the front, he saw a young man walking out of the back of the tree.

When everyone saw this man, they couldn't help but let out a heartfelt exclamation.

The person in front of him was eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a long robe as pure as snow, without any ornaments on his body, and even the clothes were very few patterns, only on the two cuffs with a lotus flower with gold wire, elegant and unparalleled.

said that he was a man, but he was extremely beautiful, his eyebrows were like smoke, his face was plain without a little fat powder, three thousand green silk bundles were bundled, and a simple rosewood hairpin was added.

It is like an immortal, but now it has fallen into the dust and is contaminated with a trace of dust, like a city, like a fairy.

Jiang Changan's eyes touched the water-like eyes, the skin that could be broken like a blow was condensed, and his handsome and elegant posture was upright. Immediately, I felt a fire rising in my lower abdomen, my throat was dry, and I was extremely uncomfortable, and I wanted to turn around and leave quickly.

At this time, most people had followed the backyard noisily, but the whole courtyard suddenly fell silent the moment the man walked out!

Whether he raised his hand or paused, he was calm and steady, as if nothing in the world had anything to do with him.

That indifference is just like a green lotus leaping into the water, not stained with dust, without dripping.

Ever since the man appeared, the people in the courtyard had noticed that he was different.

No matter how noisy it was, he just raised his head and stared blankly at the ancient Bodhi tree, that kind of indifference was not from the fluctuation of his heart, but from his inner nature, in harmony with heaven and earth, ignoring the coldness of the earth.

It's like a peerless picture, no one can bear to disturb it.

There is no cause and no effect, and the two masters are shocked in their hearts, and they really don't know when such a person will come in this Nituo Temple.

It is forgivable to avoid all the disciples, but the wind and grass of the entire Nituo Temple on weekdays can't escape the eyes of the two of them, how did this person appear out of thin air under the noses of the two of them!

Unless, this person's strength is equal to the two, and even, above the two!

For a while, the entire Nituo Temple was very silent, although standing in the center of the crowd, it was like a lonely man between heaven and earth, and the two masters didn't know how to deal with it.

Jiang Changan suddenly realized that there was something wrong with the empty man next to him, as if he was a little angry.

Jiang Changan smiled lightly: "Could it be that the empty mage has something to do with him?"

It's okay not to ask, but when I asked, it was like holding coals, and I didn't vomit and said unhappily: "Niang melon skin, it was this kid who snatched the little monk's Jinyun tassel bag!"

"Rob?" Jiang Changan recalled the appearance of encountering the dog's blood spray that was scolded by the proprietress on Cangzhou City Street, and felt funny: "If you are not interested in other people's things, how can people treat others in their own way?"

After a while, he was speechless, and he had to smile awkwardly, and the two looked at the man again.

Looking at the past, Jiang Changan looked at the man from above, and then from bottom to top, and then muttered: "Why does this person look so much like a woman?"

Indeed, from the very beginning, Jiang Changan felt that something seemed to be wrong there, this man was too beautiful and too flawless.

"Woman, where does she look like a woman!"

Li Kong looked at Jiang Chang'an's demented expression and said with a smile: "From the point of view of the little monk, are you jealous that others are more beautiful than you, right?, or is it because you haven't seen a woman for a long time? Not to mention that his lonely and lofty aura is one in a million, just this posture doesn't look like a man, right? And the little monk can't see through his cultivation at all, and he can't even tell whether he is a spiritual cultivator or not, ashamed, really ashamed." ”

"Perhaps. Jiang Changan frowned.

Although this man does have a flat chest and no women's characteristics, there are not a few spiritual skills that can transform shapes, Jiang Changan has always thought that his intuition is quite accurate, but this time he is a little uncertain.

"Is it true that I have seen too few women lately?"

Jiang Changan tried to look at the white figure with Bodhi eyes again, but he felt in a trance, blurred, and still couldn't distinguish between men and women, but felt an inexplicable familiarity.

"Why does this person always feel like I've seen him somewhere?"

Likong wondered: "What's wrong with you kid, is it that you are working too fast, the foundation is not stable, and now something is wrong? Are you looking at everyone now? ”

Jiang Changan frowned and said, "I'm not kidding, this feeling...... Forget it, you won't understand it, I hope I'm wrong......"

For some reason, Jiang Changan didn't want to stay here for a moment, and always had a desire to escape.

So he didn't wait for an empty answer, and immediately set up Jin Hong and wanted to leave.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd scolded the handsome man under the tree: "Boy, did you hide that stone spirit?

The man in white froze and turned around slowly.

His movements were extremely gentle, like the slightest movement of the wind that would wake up the sleeping wind, and there was no sound in the turn of the side. The one who turned around didn't even look like a human, more like a silent ghost.

Finally, a fresh breeze blew from nowhere, blowing up the few strands of green silk that hung down from him, and blew over his snowy skin.

At this moment, everything in heaven and earth stopped with his every move.

The cold and indifferent gaze seemed to have exceeded tens of millions of years, experienced countless vicissitudes of life, and the stars shifted, and finally fell on Jiang Changan.

At a glance, it's been 10,000 years!

At this moment, the noisy crowd around disappeared, and the flowers, trees, houses, and buildings also disappeared, leaving only Jiang Changan and him between heaven and earth.

Suddenly, the surrounding area remembered the sound of the delight, like the chanting of Buddhist scriptures, and more like the whispering in the dark night, which slowly changed from the initial cheerfulness to no sorrow and joy, and became indifferent.

Jiang Chang'an's heart trembled violently, as if he was being held tightly in the palm of his hand, unable to breathe, as if he might die at any time.

In the middle of heaven and earth, he couldn't move, and the only thing that could alleviate this pain was a white figure in the distance—

Suddenly, the figure with a demeanor of dust drifted away, but the place where the eye could see was like thousands of miles away.

Jiang Changan didn't know why, this was just a snap of his fingers, and he only felt like his body was about to be crushed.

Not only that, but there was a tearing pain in his heart, which was a hundred times heavier than the pain in his body. He could only hope that the figure would go away, but he could not move or scream.