Chapter 62: The Incredible Gate of the Underworld (1)

The golden light of noon poured on the vermilion brick wall of Xiangyang Temple, reflecting the sparkling and broken light, and as far as the eye could see, it seemed as if the entire temple had been plated with a layer of gold. The incense in the temple is flourishing, and the green smoke is misty between the layers of mountains and greenery, just like a fairyland.

Ding Lingxiu walked into Xiangyang Temple in a blur, and he had just stepped into the temple gate. A little monk politely walked over and stared at Ding Ling for a long time before muttering:

β€œMayIhelpyou?”

Ding Lingxiu was stunned, damn, this monk can speak a foreign language?

But he said in his heart, even if you can speak a foreign language, you don't need to show superiority with me here! He was physically and mentally exhausted, and almost squeezed these words out between his teeth:

"Don't break the oil, break the oil, I'm Chinese."

"Huh?" The little monk seemed surprised and asked at a loss:

"Then may I ask the donor to come to the temple to offer incense or pray for blessings?"

Ding Lingxiu waved his hand helplessly and said:

"I want to see the abbot, and my friend is with him."

The little monk hesitated for a moment and guided Ding Lingxiu to the guest room.

It is almost noon, Xiangyang Temple incense is vigorous, and there are many pilgrims. He sat in the guest hall and took a few sips of tea. I heard two sweeping monks muttering something quietly.

A young monk said to another, a little older:

"Hey, senior brother, can I not stay in the monastery tonight?"

The slightly older monk looked at him disdainfully and said:

"Don't pretend, I've done something to brag about when I go out to freeze all night and come back to brag to my brothers, if you want to open it, the color is empty."

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

The younger monk stopped talking and buried himself in sweeping the floor.

Ding Lingxiu waited anxiously in the guest hall, this is a little monk who walked out of the inner hall, and politely said to Ding Lingxiu:

"Donor, I am already a high abbot master, and he and Zhang Zhenren are communicating with a pilgrim who is admiring him. The abbot told you to be at ease now. ”

Ding Lingxiu's body was about to fall apart, because he was worried that Guo Mohan would chase after him, and he was even more restless and anxious.

He knew very well in his heart that he had to leave here with Zhang Shanyi immediately, so he didn't care about these etiquettes anymore, and rushed directly into the inner hall.

"Hey...... The donor ...... "The little monk wanted to stop it, but he didn't stop it."

Ding Lingxiu broke into the inner hall and found a graceful middle-aged woman sitting opposite the abbot and Zhang Shanyi, crying and wiping tears without knowing what to talk to them.

When Ding Lingxiu walked in, the middle-aged woman seemed to be talking deeply, took out a large stack of banknotes from Louis Vuitton's limited-edition leather bag, and said with tears in her eyes:

"Two masters, look at me, I have everything, I don't lack money, I don't lack friends, I come to reach out for food to open my mouth, but why? Why do I feel so empty and miserable every day? ”

The master smiled warmly at her, and continued to turn the rosary in his hand, smiling without saying a word.

Zhang Shanyi spread his hands on the side, looked at the middle-aged woman earnestly, and did not speak.

The middle-aged woman wiped her tears, looked at Zhang Shanyi's sincere expression and movements, and immediately understood, and said in surprise:

"Does this Taoist chief mean that I face life with a smile and that I want to lend a helping hand to those in need?"

After hearing this, Zhang Shanyi immediately shook his head and said:

"I just want to say, I've made up your friend."

Before the words fell, he felt that he had difficulty breathing, and when he looked up, he saw that it was Ding Lingxiu.

Ding Lingxiu grabbed Zhang Shanyi's back collar, dragged it out of the inner hall, turned back to Master Abbot and said:

"I'm sorry Abbot, I'm in a hurry, I'm in a hurry."

Master Abbot nodded and meditated on Amitabha.

Ding Lingxiu looked at the stunned Zhang Shanyi and said angrily:

"People are preaching Buddhism there, what are you doing with it, you are still in the mood to make friends with local tyrants, hurry up and pack your backpack, let's run away quickly."

Zhang Shanyi didn't react for a while, and asked in surprise:

"Brother Ding, why did you go to catch those two demons so much? How did you suddenly become a foreigner? ”

Ding Lingxiu touched his hair, and then realized that his hair had been scorched and curled by the fire of the red dragon, and his eyes were naturally a little blue, and now he had become like a Westerner, no wonder the little monk just now spoke English to himself.

Ding Lingxiu smiled bitterly and said:

"It's not for the sake of your Neidan that it's like this."

As he spoke, Ding Lingxiu took out the spirit ball from his backpack and said to Zhang Shanyi:

"Your Neidan is in this spirit gathering ball, now you can try to bring it out, hurry up, we don't have much time."

Zhang Shanyi took the spirit ball and was stunned for a moment:

"Didn't those two youkai be subdued by you? Will it chase after you? ”

"Don't mention it, it's not a youkai, it's a woman who is more terrible than a youkai."

"Woman? What is there to be afraid of a woman? ”

"It's a long story, you better get out of Nedan quickly. We'll leave this Spirit Orb here later, and then leave for the underworld. As long as she goes down to the underworld, she has no way to chase her, because the yin qi of the underworld is too heavy, and the general demon hunter can only enter once every three months. ”

Zhang Shanyi was surprised, looked at Ding Lingxiu incredulously and said:

"Brother Ding, I heard you right, right? You worked so hard to get this Spirit Gathering Ball from the hands of two monsters, and you didn't even plan to take it? ”

Ding Lingxiu pursed his lips with a helpless expression.

"At this time, you recognize that this treasure is priceless, why did you look lustful when you were taken away from Neidan? Don't you want to take this orb with me? This orb is the treasure of the woman who is going to hunt me down, and if I don't leave it for her, she won't let me go. ”

"Oh, I see, well, I'll take my Neidan out now."

After Zhang Shanyi finished speaking, he first brought a small incense burner and offered three earthy yellow incense sticks on it.

The incense exudes a subtle fragrance that makes people feel good.

Zhang Shanyi gently stroked the smooth wall of the spirit ball with his two hands, and he used the aura to slowly contain the inner pill inside the spirit ball, and the spirit ball glowed with a strange green light, followed by a dazzling golden light, and in the dazzling golden light, an incomparably full aura mass emerged.

Ding Lingxiu was also the first time to see the entity of Taoist Monk Neidan, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

This Neidan may not have adapted to the changes after leaving the Spirit Gathering Sphere, like a living creature, beating and flickering in the air. Zhang Shanyi hurriedly wrapped this golden inner pill with aura, and recited the incense mantra in his mouth:

"The Tao is learned from the heart, and the heart is pretended. Xiangyan jade furnace, the heart of the emperor. The true spirit is looking forward to it, and the immortal is coming to Xuan. The order was made by the ministers, and it lasted for nine days. ”

After the incense god mantra was recited, the three pillars of incense instantly burned violently, and the red incense head actually burned with golden flames, becoming like three candles. The aroma enveloped Neidan, and only then did Neidan calm down a little, and the light flickered and flickered in the aroma. Zhang Shanyi quickly formed a handprint, the handprint flipped and changed, and he shouted at Neidan:

"Haste as a law! Harvest! ”

In an instant, the golden light of Neidan flickered and slowly injected into Zhang Shanyi's body. A powerful and incomparable aura stirred up, and the tables and chairs in the guest hall shook violently, and it was not until Neidan was completely integrated into Zhang Shanyi's body that the guest hall stopped shaking.

Neidan entered the body, Zhang Shanyi's eyes became clear and clear again, and his face, which was still a little haggard just now, became radiant again.

He slowly ran Neidan, extremely excited, hugged Ding Lingxiu and said:

"Brother Ding, you are really my good brother, thanks to you, I can get my cultivation back."

Ding Lingxiu smiled and replied weakly:

"Alright, each other, since you have also found Nedan, hurry up and pack up and get ready to go on the road. I think Master Abbot should be coming out soon in a while. ”

"Okay, I'll go get ready." As soon as Zhang Shanyi got up, he suddenly frowned, and seemed to be a little strange.

"What's wrong?" Ding Lingxiu asked.

"It's not good, although this Inner Dan has been found, but ......" Zhang Shanyi paused, and the joy just now instantly vanished, "But it actually fell from the third-order Inner Dan to the second-order Inner Dan." ”Z