Gutuo Temple!

A small temple in the far west, this is the most marginal area in the west, sparsely populated, the land is barren, except for the more than 30 monks in the Gutuo Temple, there is only the yellow sand flying in the sky, and a few sand scorpions on the ground from time to time.

Starry night alternates, morning and sun rise

The bell monk of Gutuo Temple, according to the daily practice, came to the bell tower, rubbed the left shoulder that was injured yesterday by practicing with his senior brothers, and helped up the crashing wood.

Holding the bumping wood, the bell monk leaned forward, just about to ring the morning bell, on the horizon of the far polar place, a row of figures who followed the same pace and slowly moved forward suddenly attracted his attention.

As a place in the far west, the area where the Gutuo Temple is located can be said to be uninhabited all year round, and the appearance of outsiders in this cold manner really surprised the bell monks.

Knock knock knock!

Although he was puzzled and curious, the bell monk still endured his curiosity and did his job well, and the long and heavy bell slowly splashed over the entire temple, breaking through the chaos of the night and moving towards the prologue of the day.

As soon as the morning bell rings, the monks in Gutuo Temple get up one after another to prepare for the day's morning class.

In the abbot's wing at the back of the temple, the abbot of Gutuo Temple, Ciyuan, suddenly opened his old eyes and looked to the west in horror.

"Calamity...... Woe to you!"

As if he was stunned and kept repeating the catastrophe, Abbot Ciyuan changed his usual solemnity and composure, and even didn't put on his robe, so he ran out of the wing room in a panic and rushed towards the bell tower.

After striking the morning bell, the bell striking monk went downstairs while muttering about why an outsider suddenly appeared today.

As soon as he walked downstairs, he met Abbot Ciyuan, who looked panicked and even a little frightened.

Although he didn't understand why the abbot's expression was so wrong, the monk who hit the bell hurriedly bowed and saluted: "I've seen the abbot master." ”

However, Abbot Ciyuan, who has always been peaceful and polite, did not pay attention to the bell this time, but hurriedly went up to the bell tower, which was very weird.

What's wrong with the abbot?

Sensing that something was wrong with the abbot, he did not leave in a hurry when he hit the bell, but turned around and went up to the bell tower.

On the top of the bell tower, staring at the row of slow figures that were constantly approaching, Abbot Ciyuan's eyes were hollow, his lips trembled, and the hands of the bell tower were constantly shaking, as if he had seen something terrifying.

"It's over, it's over...... They're really coming. ”

With a sad howl, the abbot of Ciyuan sat on the ground, regardless of his identity as the abbot of a temple, and kept chattering in his mouth.

The bell monk who also followed the bell tower saw that the abbot actually fell to the ground, and was taken aback, and hurriedly rushed up to help the abbot of Ciyuan up.

But Abbot Ciyuan, who had completely collapsed, seemed to be completely stupid, and he didn't have any normal consciousness except for the fact that he was still muttering about it in his mouth.

The bell monk who didn't know what was going on at all was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and finally had to carry the abbot Ciyuan on his back and hurriedly went to find the master in the temple.

He is the only practitioner in the entire Gutuo Temple except for the abbot, the abbot's strange disease, or he can have a way.

However, if you take a closer look, you will find that behind the slow figures of the group of outsiders, the original yellow sand land has now turned into a dead gray misty chaos, and the pale gray fog is rolling violently, engulfing everything.

And those figures who followed the trend and walked slowly were actually Taoist people dressed in gray Taoist robes, with expressionless faces, like old men.

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In the wing room of the Gutuo Temple, the monk Ci Mingqi of the temple was upset, and paced left and right in the room with his hands on his back.

After taking a long breath, Ciming still felt that something was not right, so he prepared to go out and ask the abbot senior brother.

Only the two of them are Buddhist cultivators in the entire Gutuo Temple, and this sudden palpitation must be unusual, if it can't be solved, he is afraid that he will have trouble sleeping.

But when Ciming opened the door and was about to walk out, he saw a sweaty bell monk running quickly towards here with his senior brother on his back, the abbot of Gutuo Temple.

Panting and running in front of Ciming, the monk who hit Zhong was out of breath: "Master of the temple, master abbot...... Good...... It seems that something has happened. ”

Seeing that the abbot of Ciyuan on the back of the bell monk had empty eyes, as if he was stunned, Ciming was taken aback, and hurriedly dodged and let the bell monk put his senior brother on the bed in the house.

Leaned out his mind to check why the senior brother was like this, and after a while, Ciming's face was solemn, and he turned his head and asked the bell monk who was wiping his sweat on the side: "How could the abbot be like this?"

"Back to the master of the temple, the little monk didn't know, the abbot suddenly came to the bell tower early in the morning, I felt wrong, so I followed, and as soon as I went up, the abbot became like this. Carefully explained, the bell monk looked stunned, and then continued: "By the way, a group of outsiders suddenly came to the west today......

"Outsiders?, what outsiders?" his eyes froze, and Ci Ming hurriedly asked.

"I don't know about this, they are walking with the sun on their backs, and their bodies are hidden in the shadows and they can't see their clothes. Shaking his head, the bell monk replied truthfully.

His brows furrowed into a big Sichuan character, Ci Ming's breath was long, and judging from his inspection, his senior brother Ci Yuan was scared like this.

Senior Brother is a Buddha who is about to attain the status of a bhikshu, what is it that can scare him like this?

His eyes flickered, Ci Ming called the bell monk and walked towards the bell tower, he wanted to see for himself, what kind of existence could his senior brother be so frightened.

Along the way, the monks in the Gutuo Temple saw Ciming saluting one after another, but Ciming, who was in an anxious mood, was not in the mood to return the salute one by one.

When he came to the bell tower, Ci Ming just wanted to step up the stairs.

Tuk tuk!

There was an unpleasant knock on the door, and suddenly there was a sound.

Someone?

His footsteps hung in mid-air, and Ciming's expression was slightly gloomy.

Gutuo Temple is located in the extreme west, this radius of thousands of miles is not said to be people, even living beings are rare.

At this moment, the temple door that has not been knocked on for more than a hundred years is knocked, what does this mean, Ciming is also guessing.

As if there was no response, the unhurried knock on the door sounded again, tuk tuk!

"Master of the Temple?"

Turning his head to look at Ciming as if asking, the monk saw that Ciming was looking at the temple door motionlessly, and he didn't dare to make the decision to open it.

His eyes condensed slightly, Ciming took a deep breath, let the bell monk retreat, and walked forward and came to the temple gate.

"Excuse me, who's visiting?"

Standing in front of the door, Ciming asked in a deep voice.

Bang!

As soon as Ciming's words fell, the vermilion temple door more than three meters high and inlaid with copper ingots was vigorously pushed open, and the sweeping wind made Ciming's monk's robe cling to his body.

The wind and sand danced, and Ciming unconsciously narrowed his eyes.

In the haze and blur, several gray-robed Daoists stood indifferently in front of the door, and behind them was a large area of chaotic fog, filled with the aura of destruction and dead silence.

"Poor Road...... Annihilation!"

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