In some legends, some martial kings can have the opportunity to meet strange people, get the inheritance of strange people, and will shine in the four major dynasties in the future, some become important ministers of a country, and some become the worship of the family.

The old monk of the temple in the forbidden area of the Ten Thousand Buddhas, Su Daoxing suspected that he was the legendary strange person, such a strange person was not an ordinary cultivator, and it was likely that he had become a transcendent saint.

Su Daoxing suspected that the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple had turned this area into a forbidden area, perhaps because of the existence of the old monk, and if his guess was correct, how powerful the existence of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple could turn a vast area into a forbidden area.

The more Su Daoxing thought about it, the stronger the vibration in his heart became, and cold sweat broke out on his back, if it was as he expected, the forbidden area was the territory of the old monk, and he and the four protectors stepped directly into the territory of the old monk without permission, if such a powerful existence as the old monk was more serious than them, it was estimated that they would die thoroughly.

The old monk focused on the chessboard, and Su Daoxing and the four protectors stood outside the temple, not daring to move.

The sun rises and sets, for three days in a row, the old monk seems to have forgotten the loss of time and concentrates on a game of chess.

Su Daoxing and the four protectors sat cross-legged in place, watching the old monk play chess.

"The left hand was defeated by the right hand!" the old monk sighed, as if he suddenly remembered that there were still five people Su Daoxing, he turned to look at Su Daoxing, and said: "Donor, the holy temple you are looking for is in this forbidden area, you go a hundred miles to the east, and you see a winding river, and you can see the two holy temples at the end of the river." ”

"Thank you, Master, for your advice. Su Dao woke up and bowed to the old monk, with a look of joy on his face.

"Go ahead! I will never see you again in this life. The old monk waved his hand and gave the order to expel the guest.

Su Daoxing led the four protectors to the east, cautious along the way, not daring to make a mistake on the old monk's territory.

The five of them found the small river, walked along the winding river, walked for several days, and saw two temples, one large and one small, in the distance.

The two temples stand opposite each other, and from a distance, it looks like a master is teaching his apprentices.

Su Daoxing could sense the holy breath coming from the two temples and determined that these two temples were the two holy temples.

"Childe, the master is right, there are indeed two holy temples here, and the material of the holy temples is the same as the holy stone you asked me to purchase. Su Han was pleasantly surprised when he saw the materials of the two temples at a glance.

"Childe, we are camped outside the temple, you go to the temple to do your own business. Su Hongxiang began to look for a place to camp.

Su Duan was in charge of guarding the surrounding area.

Su Liuzhi and Su Han helped set up camp.

Su Daoxing bowed gratefully to the four protectors, and then approached the holy temple and looked at the plaques of the two holy temples excitedly.

"How can this be?" Su Daoxing found that the plaque on the large temple was blank, and the plaque on the small temple had three ancient characters written on it: "Ghost Temple".

The ghost saint actually chose a small temple to build his own temple thousands of years ago, leaving the big temple to his heirs.

Su Daoxing bowed to the Little Holy Temple and slowly walked into the Little Holy Temple.

The small temple exudes holy breath, and inside it is placed a statue, a futon, an incense burner, and an ancient book.

"Meet the ghost saint master!" Su Daoxing bowed to the statue and kowtowed three times on the futon before looking up at the statue and seeing the saint's face.

Ha ha!

Su Daoxing laughed, laughing so much that tears came out, he seemed to have seen the most ridiculous thing.

The statue of the ghost saint turned out to be the face of a woman, and the legendary ghost saint who established the doctrine of ghosts and gods turned out to be a female saint.

In history, the number of female saints is very small, and the ghost saint is a relatively alternative saint, and there has never been a record that the ghost saint is a female saint.

Su Daoxing imagined the appearance of the ghost saint, and always thought that the ghost saint would be a beautiful man with peerless elegance, but he really didn't expect that the real body of the ghost saint was a female saint.

Su Daoxing noticed his gaffe, immediately calmed down, and said to the statue: "Master, the disciple lost control of his emotions just now, which made the master smile." ”

A gust of wind blew, turning over the ancient book in the small temple.

Su Daoxing saw some names written on the ancient books, one by one, and there were some records under the names, driven by curiosity, he picked up the ancient books and flipped through them.

The ancient book is the genealogy of the ghost saint, this clan is called the heavenly clan, and it has a long heritage, but the people in the secular world do not understand the celestial clan, so they call the ghost saint the disciple of the heavenly clan the ghost saint, in fact, the ghost saint should be called the heavenly saint.

The more Su Daoxing looked at it, the more frightened he became, he didn't expect that the Celestial Clan where the Ghost Saint Master belonged would have a legacy in the four major dynasties, and according to the records in the ancient books, the power of the Celestial Clan was no less than that of a country, faintly competing with the four great dynasties.

The Ghost Saint is only a disciple of the Celestial Clan, and there are countless Celestial Clan powerhouses who are stronger than the Ghost Saint in history, but the deeds of these strong people have not been circulated in the big world, so the Celestial Clan is not well known to the world.

Su Daoxing turned the ancient book to the last page, and found a carving knife as thin as a cicada's wings inlaid on the last page of the ancient book, and he took off the carving knife.

Phew!

The carving knife burrowed into Su Daoxing's palm like a living thing, and then traveled around his arm, returning to the palm of his hand, sucking his blood.

Phew!

The carving knife drilled out of Su Daoxing's palm and appeared on his palm, and there were some blood-colored marks on the carving knife.

Su Daoxing held the carving knife, the carving knife turned out to be very obedient, he waved the carving knife, and found that the carving knife was quite easy to use.

"This carving knife was left to me by the Ghost Saint Master, and it is likely to be a token of the disciples of the Heavenly Clan, so I must keep it properly. Su Daoxing muttered to himself, bowed to the ghost statue repeatedly, walked out of the small holy temple, came to the door of the big holy temple, and carved the word "holy temple" on the plaque with a carving knife.

Su Daoxing walked into the temple and found that the ghost saint master had made all the preparations for him, everything in the temple was in place, he only needed to carve his face on the faceless statue in the temple.

Su Daoxing's mind moved, the carving knife appeared on the palm of his hand, and he came to the statue, waving the carving knife to carve his face.

With the experience of carving statues on Weishan, this time, Su Dao woke up and carved very smoothly, and the carved statues that he forgot to sleep and eat for months in a row, sometimes he was hungry and couldn't stand it, so he left the Dasheng Temple and went to the red makeup master to ask for some wild fruits to satisfy his hunger.

The four guardians lived around the temples, sometimes going out to find some edible fruits, sometimes going down to the river to fish, and sometimes shooting birds flying in the air with their flying swords.

Su Daoxing completely ignored the fact that the students only had ten days to worship the Buddha, and he didn't care about going back to the school to ask for leave, so he concentrated on carving the statue, and after the statue was carved, he began to lay a holy seal on the holy temple, laying his own mark, making the Great Holy Temple his own holy temple.

Spring goes to autumn, flowers bloom and fall, and in a flash, a year has passed.

Su Daoxing let out a long laugh of pleasure, and he built his second holy temple, taking another step on the road to sanctification.

Blessed to the soul, the ninth shackle on Su Daoxing's body was broken at once, and he found himself in a mysterious state, he closed his eyes, and he was cut off from the whole world, just like when Su Hong's makeup covered his eyes on Weishan, he was instantly isolated from the world.

He can close his six senses, he doesn't want to listen to the outside world, the outside world will not reach his ears, he doesn't want to smell the air, and his sense of taste will fail.

No wonder the school stipulates that students must become the Nine Flails Martial King after graduation, otherwise they will not be able to complete the course, only by becoming the Nine Flails Martial King, students can better control their own bodies, and their words and deeds will be more in line with their own minds.

"Congratulations to Childe for becoming the Nine Flails Martial King!"

The four Dao Protectors suddenly laughed dumbly, they had to congratulate Gongzi almost once a year in the past few years, if Gongzi was promoted at such a speed, it was estimated that he would soon be able to stand out in the Su family and become a core disciple of the family like Su Daolin.

Su Daoxing bowed to the four protectors, then closed his eyes, cut off from the world, and merged with his own statue in the Great Sage Temple.

The statue's eyes opened, and Su Daoxing looked ahead from the perspective of the statue, seeing his own body, seeing his body from another angle was a magical experience, and his perception could be expanded to within a radius of five zhang from the Great Holy Temple.

The ghost theology passed down by the Heavenly Clan is really powerful, and after the development of the ghost saint, it can make the martial king have no saint and exercise the power of a saint.

Only saints can build temples and carve statues, so that they can transform the spirits of the dead, accept the incense offerings of the world, and make the statues become their own incarnations.

Su Daoxing was able to exercise the rights of a saint in the realm of the Nine Flail Martial Kings, which was definitely the creation of heaven and earth, acting against the sky.

Su Daoxing stayed in the Great Holy Temple for a few days, then went to the Small Holy Temple to worship the ghost saint, and returned along the small river with the four protectors.

Su Daoxing and his party returned to the place where the old monk was, and were surprised to find that the old monk had disappeared from the same place with the temple, and if it weren't for the five of them confirming each other, they would even suspect that everything they had experienced before was experienced in a dream.

"That master really has the means to reach the heavens, he can move a temple without leaving a trace, that is the means of cultivators. Su Duan exclaimed.

"The legend of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple has produced a Buddha who loves chess, this Buddha is the chess player of the Dongtu Dynasty before becoming holy, famous, is the first class of the Dynasty Wen Wang, and later the family changed, the temperament changed greatly, escaped to the Buddha, in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple monk Buddha, and finally became a generation of Buddha saints, and the two saints of that era are collectively called the three saints. The old monk we see can't be the Buddha. Su Liuzhi had a bold guess, he himself was shocked by this guess, if they saw the Buddha and saint of an era, it would be enough to brag about returning to the Su family for a year.

"Buddha Sage!"

Su Daoxing muttered to himself, he had a faint feeling that he might meet the old monk again one day in the future, and then he would know whether the old monk was the legendary Buddha in the history of the Dongtu Dynasty.