"Boom!"

The distant bells of dawn break the silence of the night.

The bell rings like a mist and a profound sense of zen, echoing in the mountains.

On the outskirts of the Dingzen Mountains, a man and woman in cloth clothes wearing scarves looked at the sky for a moment and got up from the woods.

After the bell rings, it shows the silence of the mountains.

A couple of men and women in the woods are Ji Fan and Hua Feihua, who are walking east in the west of Hanging Rock State.

"This Dingzen Mountain Range should be in the center of the west of Hanging Rock Prefecture, returning to the west, there are Bihong Sect, Jiugong Sect, and Blood Feather Sect, turning north from here, it is the land of Tiangang Gate and Dark Dust, facing south is the Flying Star Cliff, and turning over the Dingchan Mountain Range to continue to the east, it is the Thunder Brake Mountain Range. "Ji Fan, who left Bihong Sect for less than five days, has a general understanding of the situation in the western part of Cangluan Prefecture.

"Do you want to take a walk around Dingzen Temple?"

Hua Feihua wasn't sure if Ji Fan was staying here, whether he was resting or had other plans.

When he was in Cangluan Prefecture before, because of some things, Ji Fan was still prejudiced against Buddhism.

"It's like a trip. ”

Ji Fan had never visited a big Buddhist sect, so he nodded with a little thought.

The Phantom Dust Sect that Ji Fan worshiped at the beginning was also considered a Buddhist way, but after all, it was only a sister-in-law's sect.

Walking into the Dingzen Mountain Range, under the influence of the far-reaching Zen sense, Ji Fan even had a sense of emptiness, as if he was free from all kinds of desires, and the troubles and sorrows in his heart became lighter.

"Hey!"

Just when Hua Feihua faintly revealed her yearning, Ji Fan spoke out to her briefly, breaking the Zen she felt.

"Master. ”

Hua Feihua soon felt that something was wrong and stopped.

"Memories are like tombs, light as plain, there is nothing wrong with this quiet and far-reaching Zen, but I don't want to spend the years here in the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha. Ji Fan smiled and did not enter the Zen sense.

"I don't know if it's Zen or what, but it seems to have the breath of an ancient road. Hua Feihua followed Ji Fan again.

"Do you think the immortal cultivator of the Yan Emperor of the same Earth Demon Realm, why do you want to join forces with me?" asked Ji Fan with a little deep meaning to Hua Feihua.

"It's a lot easier to combine the best of the best. ”

Although Hua Feihua didn't see it, Ji Fan fought with the old man, but he still realized that the old man and the young woman were very strong.

"You're just right part of the reason, in fact, with the strength of the Earth Demon Realm, it is possible to destroy the Bihong Sect, and joining forces with me is more for long-term considerations, and the old man knows very well that he can't want to swallow the Bihong Sect alone. Ji Fan walked in the mountains and forests, and he didn't feel careless.

Hua Feihua thought about it and roughly understood what Ji Fan meant, that is, let others move first, he had the conditions to wait, and then reduce the risk.

"I don't know the entire Lingxu world, but judging from the situation in Cangluanzhou, Buddhism is also a very important inheritance, and some ancient Tibets are obviously related to Buddhism. "Ji Fan came out of a mountain forest, and he could find that the trees were becoming more and more verdant.

"I can't sense the way forward. ”

Hua Feihua whispered to Ji Fan and looked at the surrounding trees.

"The terrain is gradually slowing, coupled with this extremely vast woods, which is a naturally modified formation, which blocks the view, which naturally affects the sense of direction. Ji Fan stopped and noticed the dense vines in the woods.

"Is the Wood Law Forbidden Formation?"

Hua Feihua was obviously a little cautious, and looked at Ji Fan to confirm.

"You fly up and try it. ”

Ji Fan smiled at Hua Feihua, as if she was attracted to the forbidden array change.

"Whew!"

Just as Hua Feihua got up and flew over the trees, the dense vines in the verdant woods, as if they were alive, actually wrapped around her as she lifted into the air.

Before this, Hua Feihua had never seen such a terrifying wood method surging, and the wooden vines in the extremely vast woods were like snakes, constantly rising from the woods.

The vines in the entire vast forest were surging upward, forming an extremely terrifying scene, at least tens of thousands, which made Hua Feihua realize why Ji Fan was smiling unscrupulously.

If you are an ordinary strong person, in the face of such a terrifying situation, you will have to risk your soul, although Hua Feihua has slandered Ji Fan, she is still calm.

"Before you achieved the Mixed Yuan Blood Spirit Root, you were already a blood-devouring wood, and such a good life force can be regarded as cheap for you. Ji Fan did not move in the woods, and he was not attacked by vines.

In fact, compared to Ji Fan's Fan Gu Ling Root, Hua Feihua's Mixed Yuan Blood Spirit Root is not bad, her own cultivation techniques are very strong, if she can sort out the Five Elements Ancient Exercises in the future, she can become even stronger.

"Zheng!"

Faced with the countless vines slanting from the vast forest, Hua Feihua released two large kitchen knives.

"Boom!"

The long bell rang in the distant mountains, and the terrifying situation of vines surging into the sky began to slow down.

Seeing that the vines had changed, and gradually began to retreat into the vast woods, Ji Fan flew up.

An inverted bowl flew out of the mountains in the distance, and two monks stood on it, obviously coming towards Ji Fan and Hua Feihua.

"What are the two donors doing when they come to Dingzen Temple?"

The bowl flew very fast, and a middle-aged monk wearing a white monk's robe gave a one-handed Buddhist salute to Ji Fan and Hua Feihua.

The other monk on the same bowl is not very old, and his cultivation is still shallow, so he is obviously a disciple of the seat.

"The two of us are traveling cultivators, and I heard that Dingchan Temple is a great sect of Buddhism in the western part of Hanging Rock Prefecture, so we came to visit your sect. Ji Fan responded to the middle-aged monk with a smile.

Hearing Ji Fan's words, the middle-aged monk couldn't help but be embarrassed.

In fact, there is no need for a middle-aged monk to say, from the Dingchan Temple to the vast forest and sea as a array, people can see that the Dingchan Mountain Range is forbidden for outsiders to enter, and the Buddhist inheritance not only has no mind, but has a sense of self-cherishment.

And the middle-aged monk's embarrassment is also because Ji Fan and Hua Feihua are not good.

"Boom!"

As the bell rang again in the mountains, the middle-aged monk who was about to reject Ji Fan couldn't help but change slightly.

"Come with the poor monks, two of you. ”

The middle-aged monk pinched a seal in his hand, and the inverted bowl under his feet became larger again, signaling Ji Fan and Hua Feihua to come up.

"It looks like the welcome bell. ”

Hua Feihua, who had put away the two large kitchen knives with cold light early, fell on the bowl, and it could be clearly seen that the vast and verdant forest sea was a vast array.

"This is the Great Sumeru Array of Buddhism, which contains earth-shaking power. Ji Fan calmly spoke to Hua Feihua, making the middle-aged monk with a serious face look at him.

The auspicious clouds of the mountains in the distance are like a giant Buddha, which is quite shocking.

The bowl did not enter the mountains, took Ji Fan and Hua Feihua out of the forest sea, and fell to the ground.

"Master Ji Fan, you came faster than expected. ”

A bald fat monk waiting on the ground, his hands folded towards Ji Fandao.

"See you again. ”

Ji Fan saw this bald fat monk in the Bihong Mountain Range, and bowed slightly to him and returned the salute.

The fat monk did not block the path of Ji Fan and Hua Feihua, but made a gesture of please and led the two to the mountains.

"Master Ji Fan came to Dingzen Temple, what are your plans?" The fat monk was dressed in a cloth robe, but he was dressed plainly.

"This Dingzen mountain range is clean and far away, and it just so happens that I have been very disturbed recently, so I want to borrow it for a while. Ji Fan didn't say it directly, and he made it clear.

In fact, the reason why Ji Fan entered the Dingzen Mountain Range was mainly to watch the Buddhist skills and see if there was any opportunity to benefit.

The fat monk in front of him was already very strong, and he had the cultivation of the late stage of feathering, but Ji Fan felt that he should not be the strongest person in Dingzen Temple.

"In this mountain range, in addition to Dingzen Temple, there is also a dust hermitage. The fat monk introduced to Ji Fan.

Because of the prejudice against Buddhism, Ji Fan did not think about the benefits of the coexistence of temples and nunnery, and felt that these monks were full of precepts and morality, but they were just hypocrisy.

"Can you go to the Dust Nunnery and have a look?"

Entering the mountain passes, Ji Fan showed curiosity and said to the bald fat monk.

The bald and fat monk walked not fast, and signaled to Ji Fan to lead a low peak.

It was late autumn, on the stone steps mountain road, a female sister-in-law was holding a big broom, sweeping the fallen leaves, and saw the fat monk and a group of people coming up, and hurriedly saluted.

Feeling that the female sister-in-law's yin qi was deficient and the yang qi was invading, Ji Fan secretly said sure enough.

"No hair. ”

Hua Feihua pretended to be ignorant and whispered to Ji Fan.

In the past, when Ji Fan was in the Phantom Dust Sect, the sisters-in-law did have their hair long, but they were wearing monk's robes and monk's hats, and this sweeping sister-in-law didn't even wear a monk's hat, and was directly bareheaded.

Walking up the stone stairs and mountain road, Ji Fan found that the bald female sisters-in-law were not surprised by the arrival of a male monk, but looked at the Venerable monk in awe.

"Miaoyu. ”

Out of the mountain road, the fat monk summoned his sister-in-law who was meditating and cultivating on a boulder on the cliff platform on the east side of the mountain.

"Good light!"

Seeing the young sister-in-law coming, her head was white and shining, Ji Fan only felt uncomfortable.

"I've seen Abbot Hengzhen. ”

The girl's facial features are beautiful, and her expression is uncertain with a pair of big eyes, and she salutes the fat monk.

This girl is the only sister-in-law found that Ji Fan has maintained the original Yin Shougong Sand after going up the mountain, but her cultivation is very shallow, only to the level of the seventh layer of qi refining, and she is only fifteen or sixteen years old.

In his opinion, compared with the cultivation sect, the female disciples of Buddhism and Taoism have a very complicated life experience, some are orphans, some are sent to the mountain by poor families, or they may be rich and blessed people who are halfway monks, and in some Buddhist nunnery, there are even concubines of the dynasty.

Ji Fan didn't know the background of this girl's sister-in-law, but for the environment of Luochen Nunnery, he was just thinking about whether the life experience of this clear-eyed and beautiful girl in front of him would have anything to do with which monk and nun.

"I don't know much about Buddhism, can you let this little master follow?" Hua Feihua's inquiry to the fat monk made Ji Fan's expression condense slightly.

Hua Feihua, who made her own opinions, found that Ji Fan's eyes were slightly open, and she was very sensitive to his dissatisfaction.

"It's okay, it's also more convenient to let Miaoyu follow the two of you. The fat monk smiled and agreed to Hua Feihua's request, not allowing her to go back.