As we all know, there are only two mountains behind Inshin Temple.

These two mountains can't be said to be thin in aura, but they are definitely not rich, such mountains are everywhere, and there is really nothing to explore.

And Xie Zhenghong, because of the peculiar lotus seal in his hand, discovered a long time ago that there are actually three mountains in Yinzhen Temple. It's just that the third mountain is surrounded by a large natural array and is difficult to find. Before the Inshin Temple was set to the mountain, there were occasional people who entered the third mountain with a yin and yang difference, and various strange rumors spread. Until the first abbot of Inshin Temple accidentally discovered it and deliberately strengthened the Great Array, using it as a way back for Inshin Temple, and each presiding officer told him verbally, there was no record.

Back then, before Hui was rushing to the battlefield, he never thought that so many people had gone to Inzhen Temple, but none of them could come back. When Wen Chunxiang was finally imprisoned on this third mountain, Huizheng sadly found that the people of Inzhen Temple were already disunited, and telling this secret would only become the last straw that crushed Inzhen Temple. He chose to sit on the spot, and this secret became a permanent secret.

The people who participated in the battle with Wen Chunxiang have all died, and whether Wen Chunxiang was suppressed or died has not been determined. It's not that no one thought that Wen Chunxiang might be imprisoned in the Inzhen Temple, but when all the sects and even the demonic monks went to the Inzhen Temple to search for it, the cultivation world acquiesced to the statement that Wen Chunxiang was dead.

And a dead monk, no matter how famous he is, will be forgotten.

In order to better figure out the method of entering this big array, Xie Zhenghong has been here for several months. I barely calculated that when the moon was full tonight, there would be a gap in the big array, and I could take the opportunity to go in and check it.

The full moon hangs high.

Xie Zhenghong walked between the first mountain and the second mountain, and silently recited the Heart Sutra in his heart.

I don't know how long I read it, but there will be a slight fluctuation in my ears, mixed with the whirring wind, which looks particularly weird.

Xie Zhenghong opened his eyes and slammed straight into the empty place, his figure instantly engulfed. The moonlight shone down without any hindrance, as if someone had never been here.

After Xie Zhenghong entered, what caught his eye was a long tunnel, and the wall of the cave entrance was inlaid with a fist-sized night pearl, exuding a hazy shimmer. In this tunnel, there is no aura at all?

Xie Zhenghong didn't know much about the formation, but he knew very well that no matter how powerful a monk was, if he was imprisoned in a place without a trace of aura, if decades or hundreds of years passed, he might have to die in this place like a mortal. The monk is a fish, the aura is water, and a fish without water is destined to not live.

This is true even for the most powerful fish.

Xie Zhenghong walked faster and faster, and when he walked this road, he saw gold, silver, jewelry, exercises, pink skeletons, and endless battles; And he never stopped at a step. These formations, which were a headache for the mighty, didn't seem to have worked against him at all.

Huizheng said that Xie Zhenghonghe should be a demonic person, which is really wrong.

So he couldn't go any further, and he could only be a host in the Inzhen Temple.

"It's been more than ten years, and I thought you monks would be more patient." At the final mouth of the tunnel, a cold and clear voice suddenly came, and the big beads and small beads fell on the jade plate, crisp and pleasant, but without a trace of popularity.

Xie Zhenghong subconsciously looked at the voice, as if he was still a child, and there was still a beautiful man saying "monk smells bad" opposite.

It's as if a river that has been frozen for a long time suddenly encounters a sunny day, and the river water melts all at once, rushing down the river into the sea; Those who have not met with nectar for a long time have seen an oasis, thousands of purples and thousands of reds; All the fireworks that rose into the sky exploded at the same moment, lighting up the entire sky!

Even if the entrance of this cave was actually dimly lit, Xie Zhenghong could still see this person clearly at once.

The images in his and Xie Zhenghong's memories are not half different.

Such a character as Wen Chunxiang, anyone who sees him will not forget him, but will clearly imprint it in their hearts. He seems to be born with a demagogic quality, and seeing him is like seeing a qiē that you want to have. Wake up to the power of the world, drunk and lying on the knees of beauties; Heaven and earth live together, moving mountains and seas; Even the supreme of 10,000 people!

No......

He's more ...... than that More ......

The lotus seal in Xie Zhenghong's hand flashed suddenly, and there was no movement in this gloomy place. And Xie Zhenghong immediately came to his senses.

"It's boring." Wen Chunxiang pursed his lips disdainfully, such an action looked particularly good on his face, "Which sect are you from the upper realm?" ”

He didn't actually see who it was, and his questioning wasn't directed at anyone.

But even if he didn't look at it, he knew who it would be.

Who else but his most hated species?

Xie Zhenghong whispered the phrase "Amitabha", completely exposed to Wen Chunxiang's sight.

Wen Chunxiang saw Xie Zhenghong's face clearly, and his eyes couldn't help but linger in his hair for a long time, with a rare doubt on his face, "Taoist disciple? But this person obviously has a monk's aura, but Wen Chunxiang, who is poor in the monk's robe, doesn't want to look at it a second time.

"I am a disciple of the Inzhen Temple, and I am not practicing illegally." Xie Zhenghong replied seriously.

It doesn't seem to be possible.

If the Fa cultivators were dressed like this, there would be no way for the master to let them go down the mountain and embarrass them.

Wen Chunxiang, as a demon cultivator, felt that this was a loss of face for the entire monk.

Because of the temple, isn't it the group of bald donkeys who want to get back the Buddhist scriptures he pads the table feet with their shame when they lose the battle?

"When will the Buddhist sects in the Middle World become enlightened enough that disciples who lead the cultivation can also become descendants?" Wen Chunxiang sneered, "You are not afraid to come in alone." "The little Jin Dan period, dare to come to see him alone? He's still underestimated!

"Lord Wen can't do anything to me." Xie Zhenghong replied seriously.

Wen Chunxiang wore a black dress all over his body, just a cloth used by mortals, a hairpin on his head, a bracelet on his hand, and a necklace around his neck, all of which were top-notch magic weapons for suppressing spiritual power. What is even more eye-catching is the huge iron chain that imprisons Wen Chunxiang's limbs.

There were countless formation runes engraved on the chain, and after staring at it for a long time, I felt my heart shake. Such a thing is definitely not any material known in the world of Dao Chun.

"You can try." Wen Chunxiang sneered after hearing this, and the iron chains on his body rattled, but even so, Wen Chunxiang couldn't move half a step.

Damn it!

Wen Chunxiang cursed in his heart, and his eyes became more and more unkind when he looked at Xie Zhenghong.

Do you really think he really doesn't have the strength to resist anymore?

Naive!

"I'll come and save the Lord out." Xie Zhenghong noticed Wen Chunxiang's killing intent, lowered his head and thought about it, he hadn't said his intention until now, maybe the other party regarded him as an enemy.

"Get out? Why should I go out, I'm good here. Wen Chunxiang said with a puzzled expression, his expression was sincere, almost as if it were true.

"I'm serious." Xie Zhenghong frowned slightly.

Wen Chunxiang let out a long "oh", "What I said is true." ”

Does he look silly? Inexplicably, there was a man with hair who said that he was a Buddhist cultivator, and he still came to save himself, and it was true that he was imprisoned, but his brain was still normal.

Xie Zhenghong didn't know what he should say at this time, he just wanted to save Wen Chunxiang out now to repay the cause and effect, and then he could leave smoothly. But Wen Chunxiang didn't want to go out, should he respect his choice, or wait a little longer?

…… Let's wait a little longer.

Xie Zhenghong sat in front of Wen Chunxiang with his eyes closed against him, and began to chant words in his mouth:

Contemplation of the Bodhisattva. When doing deep Prajnaparamita. See that the aggregates are empty. Degree a qiē bitterness. The relics, the color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the □□, the emptiness is the color, the thought and the knowledge are the same. The relics are empty of all laws......

After reciting the Heart Sutra of the Rotten Street, I recited the "Great Compassion Mantra", after reciting the "Great Compassion Mantra", and then recited the "Buddha Says the Amitabha Sutra" and "The Buddha Says the Dizo Bodhisattva Sutra", almost all the people in front of me came again.

Listening to Wen Chunxiang's ears, it is a buzzing sound, and his ears hurt and his head hurts!

"Shut up!" Wen Chunxiang couldn't bear it anymore and roared angrily.

Xie Zhenghong paused for a moment, glanced at Wen Chunxiang's angry face, and was very puzzled.

Probably because he didn't like this paragraph, Xie Zhenghong thought so.

Keep reading.

Now it's a lot more varied......

Wen Chunxiang had a headache, the tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, the monks of these years are really getting more and more treacherous!

Okay, I'd like to see if you can read in this place where you don't have a little aura! Many! Long!