In the main hall, Du Bai sat on the chair, listened to the peach blossom demon's advice, and nodded slightly, he was quite satisfied with this result.

After the Peach Blossom Demon told the reaction of those visitors from Black Tiger City this time, although he also felt a little interesting, he still had some questions, "Wang, I don't know why I have to work so hard to deal with these little monsters with low strength?" ”

Like those guys, she can slap them to death with just one slap.

"Our market needs to be publicized, and this first batch of customers is the best publicist." Du Bai said slowly, "As long as they go out, our reputation will naturally become more and more famous, and there will be more ghosts attracted here, and there will definitely be many powerful ghosts among them." Then it is also a good opportunity for us to grow and develop! ”

"As long as the reputation spreads and more powerful ghosts join, why should we be afraid of those bald donkeys and Taoist priests!"

The ultimate goal is to strengthen the power of the ghost town, so that he no longer has to worry about the worries of the outside world.

"Wang is far-sighted, it's Xiao Tao who is too short-sighted!" The peach blossom demon was suddenly, his face was ashamed, and the eyes that looked at him were even more reverent.

While waiting for the aftermath of this time to ferment, on the other side, the Tian Daoist in Yong'an City had already left the city earlier and was on the way to the rumored Miyin Temple.

Speaking of the Miyin Temple, in fact, it is not too famous in the eyes of ordinary people, and it may not even be as famous as some ordinary temples that have no real skills.

This may also be because the atmosphere in this secret seal temple is relatively special, and it is not easy to do things for people, and it is not easy to make up various reasons for the donors to offer incense money, so naturally there is no convincing rhetoric. They are more like a group of ascetics who are truly secluded in mountain monasteries, silently insisting on chanting sutras and worshipping the Buddha every day, and nothing else.

If it weren't for the fact that the emperor came here to visit the senior monk, I'm afraid this secret seal temple would be even more obscure.

However, in the eyes of righteous people like Daoist Rutian, the fame of this Miyin Temple is much greater. Not to mention anything else, just this Lingyou Zen Master is one of the few living Buddhas in contemporary times, and he is already famous! If it weren't for the fact that this person was too low-key, I am afraid that he would only need to show some skills in front of those mortals a little, and he would be able to be worshiped and worshiped as a true Buddha!

When Daoist Tian was still in the master's door, he had already heard the legend of the Lingyou Zen Master, and this time he went not only to inquire about the ghost city, but also to have the idea of paying homage to the predecessors.

The Miyin Temple is hidden in the deep mountains and old forests, I am afraid that ordinary people will not be able to find it at all, if it is not for him to temporarily find a local villager to lead the way for him, I am afraid it will be really difficult to find for a while.

"No wonder there are so few pilgrims......"

Daoist Tian stood in front of the quaint temple, looking at the gilded characters of "Miyin Temple" written on the plaque, and sighed secretly.

On the incense candle shelves in the distance, there were only a few half-burned candles, and the candle oil was dripping down and condensing into lumps, and there were only two gray-robed monks silently sweeping the ground in the open space in front of the main hall, and not a single pilgrim could be seen.

The only thing that is commendable may be that even in the middle of the mountains, there are no fallen leaves on the floor tiles, and they are surprisingly clean.

However, this kind of environment is quite pleasing to Daoist Tian, the faint smell of Buddhist scriptures here is at least much more comfortable than the smell of copper mixed with the smell of inferior incense in the temples he has been to before, and it is more refreshing, quite in line with his Taoist concept of casualness.

Thinking like this, he took a few steps forward to ask the place where one of the sweeping monks, Lingyou Zen Master, was.

"Hey, bald...... No, little monk, may I ask where Lingyou Zen Master is located? There are some things I want to ask him for! ”

Fortunately, he changed his words quickly, otherwise he would have been beaten out by a broom.

"Lingyou Zen Master?" The young little monk raised his head and glanced at him, especially his Taoist robe, which made him even more puzzled, "You are a Taoist priest, what is the matter with our Zen master?" ”

It's just that at this moment, the little monk was stunned, as if he listened attentively, as if someone was talking through the air, and then lowered his eyebrows, and no longer quarreled with him, just lowered his head and pointed to the hall behind him, "It's there, you go." ”

After that, he continued to sweep the floor and ignored him no more.

Sure enough, the monks in this temple are all with strange tempers.

Daoist Tian followed the direction he pointed, where a large hall that was much smaller and ordinary than the surrounding magnificent houses stood in it, looking ordinary, but with a bit of strange divine light, which made his expression a little less casual and solemn.

When I walked to the door of the temple, I was about to push the door, but I saw that the originally closed door slowly opened from the inside, and I saw that the hall was full of candles all around, so that although it was in a closed room, there was also light. But something strange is that the candlelight is dim, windless, automatic, and crumbling, as if it will be extinguished in the next second.

Facing the gate is a golden Buddha statue as high as the house, although he as a Taoist priest can not recognize which Buddha statue this Buddha is, but with his vision, he can also vaguely see that this Buddha statue is faintly extraordinary, the Buddha light on it blooms, gentle but also sacred, it seems that if you look directly at the eyes of the Buddha statue, you can see the real Buddha, people can't help but feel a little awe and fear.

Of course, Daoist Tian who has seen similar wonders will not think that it is a real Buddha. To be precise, it is a vision that arises after being worshiped by too many people, so that this Buddha statue that is obviously just hand-carved by a craftsman also has a bit of Buddha nature in the dark, and if it is under the influence of the Buddha for a long time, it will be of great benefit to the Buddha practitioners.

Daoist Tian's gaze soon fell on a slightly vicissitudes of life figure who was meditating quietly in front of the Buddha statue, although he couldn't see clearly because he was facing away from himself, but he could also see that his Buddhism was unfathomable, worthy of being a legendary living Buddha!

"You're here......"

Suddenly, a long old voice sounded in the hall.

"Lingyou Zen Master?"

Daoist Tian didn't dare to offend easily, but after stepping over the threshold, he stood not far behind him and greeted him softly.

"It's the old man. The old man had already calculated that a little Taoist priest would come here, and he had been waiting for a long time. Zen Master Lingyou still had his back to him, and replied slowly in a low voice, "You come, but do you have anything you want to ask?" ”

"Then there will be senior Lao!" Daoist Tian said respectfully, "I heard that a few days ago, you led a group of monks to attack the ghost city of the Dragon King, so I specially wanted to ask about the specific situation of the ghost city. In my opinion, if such a ghost town is left in the world for a long time, it will definitely be a disaster to the world, and it will be a great disaster! So I want to find an opportunity to eradicate it! I hope my seniors can help me! ”

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