……

After Li Haotian took away a small part of the power of the dragon vein, he turned around and looked at the Earth Imperial Gate Yeyi, who was suppressed by Fan Ren, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Two, forgive us, and retire first. Bro. Walking! ”

Fan Ren tilted his head and glanced at Li Hatian with his golden eyes, stretched out his hand and gently slid it in midair, and soon, a talisman paper was drawn in the air. Slammed the face of Tsuchito Yoichi.

"I now use the power of the dragon vein to seal the spiritual power on your body, whether you are dead or alive depends on your own luck, brother."

As he spoke, Fan Ren lifted his body into the air again, and the golden dragon with teeth and claws seemed to react. Jumped high, turned into a small dragon-shaped jade pendant, and hung it on Fan Ren's waist.

Since this Dongying person had discovered the power of the dragon vein here, Fan Ren had no intention of leaving the excess power of the dragon vein here in the first place.

Although he had lost the suppression of the power of the dragon vein, the now weak and powerless Lord of the Night Qin Kingdom would definitely become a big problem one day.

But compared to the power of the dragon vein here after it was taken away by the Dongying people, the Dongying people and the powerful ghost became a disaster together. It's better to take away the power of the dragon vein.

"Two ......"

Fan Ren looked at the angry Tuyumen Yeyi and the Night Qin Country Lord who had not yet recovered his senses, and smiled slightly:

"Don't leave it at that. I hope that the two of them will survive in the next earth dragon turnover. ”

Immediately after, Fan Ren turned into a golden light and slowly dissipated.

At the same time, Li Haotian's body turned into small pieces of paper and floated out of the cave.

Then, the entire cave began to tremble violently.

Not long after, a low-magnitude earthquake occurred. Happens quietly.

……

"The latest news from this station, at 9 o'clock this morning. A slight earthquake and landslide occurred at the construction site of a resort in Beishan District, which is suspected to be caused by a developer's construction error. The specific number of casualties and property damage. It's still being counted. ”

Zhou Yuchan looked at the latest news reports, lay on the sofa a little weakly, and said with a very sleepy look:

"This time the earth dragon turned over, is it the masterpiece of your senior brothers?"

Fan Ren nodded and said lightly:

"As a last resort."

Zhou Yuchan raised her eyes slightly and glanced at Fan Ren, and said coldly:

"I thought you would be able to change your ways after you lost your memory! Now I'm still following your senior brother to harm others. ”

Fan Ren heard this. Sighed and said:

"I can't help it......"

The site of a resort under construction in Beishan District. Now it has become a ruin, all the projects under construction have been destroyed, the entire construction team of 21 employees has not survived, the search and rescue work has ended, but the police still found traces of foreign researchers in the rubble.

Of course, these things. It is impossible for the general public to know.

Just in all the construction teams. A few days after the search and rescue organization and the aftermath were all evacuated, a bloody hand. Out of the ruins.

……

"Master, you tell me honestly. What the hell is this? ”

Fan Ren held the strange parchment roll in his hand. Looking at the mirror in his bathroom, he said with a solemn face.

It had been a while since he had obtained the power of the dragon vein, and Fan Ren's own strength had also made a qualitative leap, but while Su Yang kept absorbing the power of the dragon vein, he found that the small lambskin scroll like half of the formation on his body seemed to be something unusual.

It can effortlessly absorb the power of a huge dragon vein.

The Xuandao man in the mirror looked at Fan Ren and smiled slightly, touched his beard lightly, and said:

"This parchment scroll is part of a complete array diagram, as long as you have the array diagram together, you will naturally know what this thing is."

Fan Ren smiled slightly when he heard this, and said:

"This is what it means to gather the Dragon Balls and summon the Divine Dragon?"

The Xuandao man in the mirror was stunned when he heard this, and his expression became contemptuous. Opening:

"Shenlong is a fart in front of this baby!"

Fan Ren heard this. I muttered in my heart, and said secretly:

"Mo is not ......"

The Xuandao man shook his head slightly. Si leaned for a moment and spoke:

"These days. You're alone. Go to the White Horse Temple, and the second part of that treasure is in the White Horse Temple. ”

When Fan Ren heard this, he was even more puzzled in his heart.

Judging from the methods of the Xuandao people and the apprentices he taught, the Xuandao people are undoubtedly the people of the Daomen.

And judging from this incomplete corner of the array, there is no trace of Sanskrit and Sanskrit sound of Buddhism on this thing, how can it be in the White Horse Temple?

"Master, I see."

Fan Ren had an intuition that as long as he had gathered all the formations, he would know what he had come here for.

I can also know what I need to do to go home.

……

Luoyang City, the eastern capital, has been the ancient capital of several dynasties since ancient times, and no matter in which time and space, here, there is an ancient temple that cannot be bypassed by Buddhism.

White Horse Temple.

In history, in the seventh year of Yongping in the Eastern Han Dynasty, Emperor Liu Zhuang of the Ming Dynasty dreamed of a golden god man, flying in the imperial palace with daylight. The heart was pleased, and on the second day, he asked all the ministers, and a courtier said that this thing was a Buddha

In the tenth year of Yongping, the Han officials met the Buddhist disciples in the territory of the Yueshi country, and came to the eastern capital Luoyang with the two of them to carry the Buddhist scriptures and Buddha statues on the white horse, and founded the first Buddhist temple in the Han Dynasty, in order to commemorate the achievements of the White Horse Buddha Temple, so it is called the White Horse Temple.

For thousands of years, no matter which time and space, the White Horse Temple has been the highest symbol of Buddhism in the Middle Earth.

In the history of Middle-earth. The one-of-a-kind Emperor Zetian is known as the reincarnation of Maitreya Buddha, and one of the male favorites, Xue Huaiyi, has been the abbot of this White Horse Temple for a period of time.

It can be said that the White Horse Temple is the highest symbol of Buddhism in China.

"This is, White Horse Temple?!"

Looking at the gate of the temple full of tourists in front of him, and the monks with blessed faces, Fan Ren shook his head.

"That's what it is...... The price of fame. ”

It is the leading temple in China and even in the world. The country's 4A, level scenic spot, the White Horse Temple naturally attracted a large number of tourists to the eastern capital of Luoyang, and the White Horse Temple is now the same as the famous ancient temple on Songshan Mountain, and has also become a place full of commercial taste.

Fan Ren shook his head and was about to turn around and leave, but found that the front of the originally bustling and noisy temple was instantly quiet.

Fan Ren turned his head violently, and a bald monk wearing a luxurious monk's robe looked at Fan Ren with a smile.

"Monk, who are you?"

Fan Ren was horrified in his heart, this time was different from the past, Fan Ren, who had received more than half of the power of the dragon vein, had even suppressed the two consciousnesses in his body and could only sleep, which was not at all an existence that ordinary small gods could compare, so there was no way for ordinary mountain and wild little gods to approach Fan Ren's body silently under such circumstances.

And this guy is still in the White Horse Temple. Another monk. It is understandable to call him a great monk.

The monk smiled slightly, and said with a light look:

"How can the little monk dare to be called a great monk in front of the two ancestors of Zen Buddhism."

As he spoke, the monk clasped his hands together and made a Buddhist salute to Fan Ren slightly. Fiddling with the rosary in one hand, he spoke:

"The little monk discerns the machine, and I have seen Uncle Ananda."

Fan Ren was shocked at the time.

This product is a machine?!

The one who had an affair with Princess Gaoyang?!

It can be said that he was one of the most famous monks in the Tang Dynasty, but most people would not care that the identification machine who had an affair with Princess Gaoyang was actually the first disciple of Master Xuanzang who traveled west.

In fact, Master Xuanzang, who preached westward in major time and space, was actually a doppelganger of the Zhantan Merit Buddha of the West Heavenly Spirit Mountain.

Therefore, the machine can actually be regarded as the great apprentice of the golden cicada in the world.

As for what this discernment machine has to do with the almost invincible monkey in Huaguo Mountain, Fan Ren has not studied this point so far.

After all, Sun Wukong was reincarnated as a discerning machine, slept with Princess Gaoyang, and then was cut down by Emperor Taizong?

If this plot is true, it will really bloom.

"Master, you have forgotten that Fighting to defeat the Buddha is the first disciple of the Dharma Protector of the family teacher, and the little monk I am just completing my Buddha's instructions. He made a record of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty and preached the ear. He's not me, I'm not him. ”

The machine seemed to see what Fan Ren was thinking, and said with a slight smile:

"Master Xuanzang is a portrait of the Buddha of Zhantan Merit, how can the first disciple of Xuanzang and the first disciple of the Buddha of Zhantan Merit be compared."

Fan Ren shook his head lightly when he heard this, and said:

"As you said, Master Xuanzang and Zhantan Merit Buddha are not comparable, so Ananda and I are not the same person."

Hearing this, he nodded, shook his head again, and continued:

"Master Xuanzang is not a Buddha of Zhantan Merit, but Ananda is Ananda."

When Fan Ren heard this, he couldn't help shaking his head and continued:

"You Buddhists are really good at sophistry. But I'm not interested in listening to your sophistry, let's talk about something practical. ”

He smiled slightly, sat down cross-legged, and a yellow bunk appeared under his body.

"The poor monk knew that there was a treasure in this White Horse Temple, and he couldn't find it for a thousand years. If Uncle Shi wants to find this treasure, you have to be patient. ”

When Fan Ren heard this, he smiled slightly, and there was a little guess in his heart, and a hanging heart also fell.

"So, what clues does the master have?"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a chessboard and a group shop appeared in front of him.

"Would you like to talk to the little monk about a game?"

Fan Ren sat cross-legged opposite the machine when he heard this, reached out to take a sunspot, and smiled slightly.

"Although I'm not your uncle, why can't I talk all the way."

Saying that, Fan Ren dropped the chess pieces in his hand on the chessboard, and then, the scene around him suddenly changed, turning into a busy street market.

"This is?!"

Fan Ren stood up suddenly, looked at the costumed tourists who were singing and dancing, and said with a surprised expression in his heart:

"Where ......"

The discerning machine in a monk's robe took two steps, reached Fan Ren's side, and smiled lightly:

"Twenty-two years of Zhenguan, Chang'an, Suzaku Street."

As he spoke, he turned around slightly and walked forward.

"One more year. The poor monk should be beheaded. ”