Lingyin Temple is located in the West Lake District, backed by the north peak, facing the Feilai Peak, the mountains and forests are lush, it is rumored that there are many fairies hidden, so it is called Lingyin.

Lin Han walked on the mountain road step by step, and when he came to the gate of the mountain gate, he also saw Ye Qianshan and others.

"General Lin, you can count it."

A crowd of people gathered around, gossiping.

"You want to save my daughter, now the Lingyin Temple not only won't let people go, but also won't let us in." Ye Wenzhong said anxiously.

"Mr. Lin, what should you do about this matter, or you can talk to Lingyin Temple and release Ling'er first."

"Yes, you said that your grievances with Lingyin Temple and the Hua family are not good for our Ye family."

When they say a word, they panic at first glance.

Lingyin Temple has always been good friends with their Ye family, but now this thousand-year-old temple with profound heritage has turned its face against them without warning, so that they are not a little mentally prepared.

You must know that compared with a well-connected force like Lingyin Temple, their Southeast Ye family is not even a fart, if the two sides really fall out because of Lin Han, it will be worth the loss.

In the end, it was Ye Qianshan who stood up and stabilized everyone.

"Shut up for me, all the reasons are up to General Lin to decide!"

He thought about it for a long time, and understood that he had already boarded Lin Han's boat, and if he thought about it again, he would not only have to face the betrayal of his granddaughter, but also face the anger of Lin Han.

Compared to Lin Han, who left terrifying memories for them in Yangcheng, Ye Qianshan was more willing to offend Lingyin Temple.

Lin Leng looked at these Ye family members and said word by word.

"Ling'er, I will rescue you, you don't have to worry."

The Ye family who can come here are all descendants in high positions, they would not be able to see that Lin Han is suppressing the surging anger now, and when they think of what they said just now, they suddenly feel like they are dead, and they are immediately silent, and they dare not speak again.

They all knew that Lin Han's anger was aimed at Lingyin Temple, and if he tried to stimulate him with words again, it would be to set himself on fire and kill himself.

Lin Han glanced at the Ye family one last time, and then without saying a word, he walked directly towards the mountain gate.

The place of the mountain gate is a huge stone archway, the whole body is made of white marble masonry, and there are five big characters written on it: "Lingyin Temple Mountain Gate".

On the side of the mountain gate, there is a group of pilgrims who burn incense and worship the Buddha, and in front of them is a huge thick copper tripod filled with vigorous incense. The diameter of this copper tripod is about one meter more, and the watch precipitates the color of the years, which looks simple and atmospheric.

There is also an introductory sign next to it, indicating that this is an antiquity of the Qing Dynasty that has been placed here for hundreds of years.

Lin Han jumped up, stepped over the crowd, and came to the front of Tongding.

Seeing this, the two novices of Lingyin Temple, who were guarding the copper tripod, stepped forward to stop Lin Han.

"Donor, we are not allowed to bring our own incense here."

"This donor, please go over there to buy incense before you can come here to offer incense."

However, the two of them came over to take a look, and went to see Lin Han empty-handed, where there was any incense.

"I'm not here to be a photograph."

Lin Han said: "I'm here to borrow something. ”

Hearing that this young man did not come to offer incense, Shami's face changed for a moment, and he said unhappily: "Donor, I have nothing to lend to you, if you don't burn incense, then be light." ”

As he spoke, the two novices were about to drive people out.

Lin Han chuckled, and two invisible forces came out of his body, directly catapulting the two people out.

The two novices who fell to the ground knew that they were looking for trouble, and scolded: "Who are you, dare to come to my Lingyin Temple to make trouble!" ”

When those pilgrims saw this posture, they also knew that the young man in front of Tongding was here to make trouble, and they all stood up and accused, for fear that he would collide with the Buddha and affect the prayers of these people.

"Where's the hillbilly, get out of here!"

"Stupid, you dare to come to the holy land of Buddhism to make trouble, aren't you afraid that the Buddha will punish you!"

"Don't affect our incense, do you know how much this incense is!"

In the face of everyone's scolding, Lin Han directly ignored it, and stretched out his hand to touch the copper tripod.

Seeing this, the novice who fell to the ground sneered.

"Stupid, dare to touch the incense burner with your hands, I'm afraid you don't know how to die!"

The surface temperature of the copper tripod burning a large amount of incense is as high as hundreds of degrees, and there are often ignorant people who come up to touch it before, but the result is that the skin is burned and the flesh is open, I will wait to see you braised pig's trotters later!

However, to everyone's surprise, the young man put his hand on the copper tripod turned out to be unharmed, let alone burned, and he didn't even react at all.

Immediately after, a scene appeared that surprised everyone.

I saw Lin Han put his hand on one of the bull's ears of the copper tripod, and then with one hand, he directly threw the copper tripod into the sky!

Everyone gasped, and their eyes were about to pop out.

This young man who looked thin and weak actually threw a copper tripod weighing thousands of catties with one hand like throwing a toy!

The copper tripod rotated high in the sky, and the incense ash incense candles inside poured down, bringing out a long smoke in the air!

Lin Han flew up, met the falling copper tripod, lifted the bottom of the giant tripod with one hand, and stood in the void.

The many pilgrims below, and even the Ye family in the distance, were already stunned, looking up at Lin Han in the air like a god.

The two novices were so frightened that they were about to pee, and their voices trembled with panic.

"Yes...... It's that Lin Han! It's that killer demon king Lin Han! ”

"Quickly inform the temple, the forest killing god is here!"

In the air, Lin Han, who was holding a giant tripod, smiled contemptuously.

"I don't need you to report it, I'll do it myself."

As he spoke, he stood on the stone archway at the mountain gate, and shouted loudly towards the Lingyin Temple in the distance.

"Donghai Lin Han, come to worship the temple!"

The sound is like thunder, and the air is like a tiger's roar!

This shout made the entire Feilai Peak shake!

Everyone at the mountain gate only felt as if their eardrums were about to be shattered, and their entire brains were dizzy because of this shout.

All of a sudden, the peak flew in front of the Lingyin Temple, and the echoes on both sides of the north peak behind the Lingyin Temple were endless!

"Donghai Lin Han, come to worship the temple!"

"Donghai Lin Han, come to worship the temple!"

The reverberation is also like the roar of thousands of people, deafening!

The Overlord roars, but that's it!

Some people who were closer to Lin Han couldn't stand it anymore and covered their ears and vomited.

Suddenly, a clear and distant Buddha number came from the Lingyin Temple in the distance.

"Amitabha!"

The sound of the Buddha's horn is slow and melodious, and the layers of the reverberations of the worship temple echoing in the mountains are scattered. In the voice, it even has the effect of calming the hearts of the gods!

As soon as this sound came out, Lin Han's voice dissipated like the wind.

"Lord Lin Shi came from afar, and my temple has lost its welcome. Now that you have come, it is better to enter the temple and talk about it. ”

The old man's voice came from inside the temple, as if the old man was whispering in his ear, and everyone could hear it clearly.

Lin Han smiled.

Sure enough, there are indeed masters in this Lingyin Temple.

Just by feeling the divine thoughts exerted by this person in his voice, he could know that he should be a Heavenly Master of the Transformation God Realm like himself, and his realm was not much lower than his own.

"Very good, I'll take a look at what kind of dragon gate array your Lingyin Temple has set up for me!"

Thinking about it, Lin Han stepped on one foot.

Boom!

The stone archway of the mountain gate made of white marble at the foot collapsed.

And Lin Han's whole person, holding a giant tripod, rose in the air and flew towards Lingyin Temple.

Many pilgrims at the mountain gate could no longer express their feelings in words, they never imagined that they would be able to see such a scene in their lifetime.

And the Ye family once again refreshed their understanding of Mr. Lin.

Not only marveled at his terrifying strength, but also admired his courage to move forward.

One person, one ding, step into the gate of Lingyin Mountain!

How domineering this is!

Inside the Lingyin Temple, in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

It's a wide square. On the periphery of the square, there were dozens of people with different images, who were the people from the yin and yang world who came to watch the ceremony.

In the center of the square, countless monks held long iron sticks, waiting for the battle.

At the entrance of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, there are nearly ten elderly monks.

The first of them was dressed in a brocade robe, holding a tin staff, his old eyes drooping, his white beard was pale, and there was an invisible charm between his eyebrows.

This person is the current host of Lingyin Temple, the Zen master of Kongdu!

Suddenly, he frowned and looked up at the sky.

The others looked up in unison.

I saw that above the blue sky, one person carried the tripod!

It's Lin Han!