Chapter 57: The Broken Temple in the Mountains
"Let's go inside. ”
Jiang Chen took a deep look at the Buddha statue in the temple, and took the lead in stepping in, and the two disciples immediately followed.
The ground of the stone temple was already covered with a thick layer of dust, and it seemed that few people passed by, Ye Qinglin had just raised his hand, wanting to use his true qi to shake up a clean place, and suddenly Jiang Chen's voice sounded in front of him.
"Come here. ”
Ye Qinglin and Murong Yu looked up and saw Jiang Chen standing in front of the stone platform, his hands behind his back, his head slightly raised, looking at the damaged Buddha statue.
"Yes, Master. ”
Although the two of them didn't understand why they deliberately chose a location, they still walked over, cleaned the stone platform and the nearby ground, and sat down.
Ye Qinglin was about to dig out some dry food from the package and was about to greet Murong Yu and Master when he inadvertently raised his head and glanced at the stone Buddha not far in front of him.
Two finger-length cracks, from the chest and abdomen, to the eyebrows and eyes, the stone Buddha's head seemed to be smashed open by a third, the right eye was split in two, and there was nothing in the eye socket.
"Huh?"
Since he was woken up by Jiang Chen that day, Ye Qinglin can often see some broken pictures in his sleep and when he is practicing, including the visions of the Ancient Heavenly Court and the wonders of the ancient wilderness, all of which are things that the Thunder Divine Lord "Ying" has experienced.
Although these pictures would soon blur, after disappearing, she could clearly feel the growth of her divine element, and her perception of heaven and earth became clearer than ever.
At this time, Ye Qinglin's keen spiritual sense, when she saw the hollow and cracked right eye of the stone Buddha, in a trance, there seemed to be a dull red light flashing, and the gloomy and slippery aura instantly enveloped her whole body, making her couldn't help but tremble slightly.
The curvature of the corners of Shi Buddha's smiling mouth became more and more weird in Ye Qinglin's eyes, as if ......
"Smack!"
Jiang Chen's fingers flicked slightly, and a bright flame spontaneously combusted, burning slowly on the stone platform.
"When the weather is cold, make a fire to drive away the cold. ”
In the warm firelight, Ye Qinglin broke free from that strange feeling as if she had been pardoned, and she didn't know when, there was already a cold sweat behind her.
"Ghost Yu Mountain, there is a legend of a high monk suppressing evil ghosts, it seems that there is indeed something weird......"
Ye Qinglin didn't say much, his master was a land immortal, and he didn't do anything extra, so there was no need for her to ask more.
All this happened in an instant, and in the eyes of Murong Yu on her side, it was Ye Qinglin who had just opened the package, and her master had just used a spell to ignite a bunch of sparks.
Then the three of them sat around the light of the fire on the stone platform and took out some dry food.
"It's going to rain, let's go take shelter from the rain!"
After a while, there was a cacophony of voices outside the stone temple, and then several people walked in.
There were five of them, led by a middle-aged man, three dressed as middle-aged dart masters, and one girl who was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old.
After the five people came in, they didn't bother Jiang Chen and the others, and nodded at them with some vigilance to say hello, and then cleaned up the dust in another part of the stone temple, and sat down to light a fire. Although the stone temple is not large, if there are only about a dozen people, it is still very spacious.
These dart masters, at first glance, are experienced people.
In the land of Shenzhou, there are countless cultivators, and it is difficult to keep people with bad intentions among them, especially in the wilderness, and they must be a little more vigilant, no matter how others look.
Perhaps, which poor and beautiful little lady is the heir of the Demon Gate Maiden Palace, or some kind of demon incarnation.
One Danyuan, three Shenhai, this costume, is the person of the Golden Sword and Dart Bureau?
Jiang Chen swept over the five people with a spiritual sense, and guessed their identities at random.
Shenzhou's dart shop, the first to be ranked among the world's seven heroes of the dragon dart bureau, business all over the nineteen states, a huge number of people, many masters, there are powerful monks at the top of the list.
And this golden knife dart game is a dart game that is somewhat famous near Xinye County, and Jiang Chen has dealt with them in "Heaven and Earth".
If I'm not mistaken, the Golden Sword and Dart Game seems to have caused something, and in the end it was destroyed, and I don't know what time period it was......
After thinking about it casually, Jiang Chen stopped thinking about these things.
"Those people, how can they bake a fire next to the Buddha? It's really disrespectful to the Dharma......" The girl from the Golden Sword Dart Bureau glanced at Jiang Chen and the others, wrinkled her nose, and muttered softly.
She thought that her voice was already very small, but this obviously couldn't hide Jiang Chen's spiritual sense, Jiang Chen smiled slightly and didn't say much.
"Little Peach, don't talk nonsense!" the head of the head dart drank lightly.
The chief dart head seemed to be quite majestic in front of the girl, and after a light drink, the girl named Xiao Tao pouted and said no more.
The head of the dart glanced at Jiang Chen's side, and only after seeing that he didn't react at all, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He is a monk of the Danyuan period, and when he sees two such young Shenhai period and a person who can't see through cultivation, he naturally knows that the male leader is probably quite high in cultivation, and he will definitely be able to hear Xiao Tao's muttering, but now he pretends not to hear it, which means that he doesn't care.
"Click!"
"Whoa!"
Not long after the girl shut up, with a sound of thunder, the majestic rain came in an instant, and the raindrops the size of beans poured out of the clouds.
Some rain also took advantage of the wind to bring in from the middle of the wall where the stone temple had collapsed, but fortunately, the two piles of people were sitting some distance away from the broken wall, but there was no obstacle.
"Pop ......"
In the midst of this raging storm, footsteps suddenly sounded, and a figure stepped into the stone temple.
"No one has been here in this small temple for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be lively tonight...... Murong Yu raised his head curiously and looked at the comer.
The person who came in was an old monk, with white hair, long white eyebrows hanging down to his ears, a kind face, one hand on his chest, and a string of Buddhist beads in the other, wearing an old monk's robe.
He came from the heavy rain, but there was no trace of wetness on his body, and the monk's clothes were dry.
"Another high-ranking ......"
The head of the sect frowned, and glanced at the old monk silently, not knowing why there were so many more people on this inaccessible road.
"Hopefully...... it's okay," he said to himself.
"Master, it's windy and rainy outside, so it's better to come here and bake a fire. ”
A golden glow representing the Eye of Insight flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes, combined with the appearance of this old monk, in his heart, the identity of the old monk had become clear.
"Nan no Amitabha, then thank you very much. ”
The old monk glanced at the Buddha statue, then at Jiang Chen, smiled slightly, and did not shirk, and slowly walked to the side of the stone platform and sat down.
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ps: First update
Thanks to Mo Tian Xiaoran for the 500 starting point coin tip, thanks to Jun Moxiao and the Thorn Knight for the 100 starting point coin tip, thanks to the little flying whale for the 100 starting point coin tip, thanks to the terrible Sanlu for the 100 starting point coin tip, and thanks to the book friend 20170208082030809 for the 200 starting point coin tip