In the courtyard of Wolong Temple, Yan Yun's appearance was undoubtedly a bombshell, but this bombshell was quickly suppressed by government conscription.

Yan Yun didn't care whether he was famous or not, but to Yan Yun's surprise, he didn't sign up, but he appeared on the voluntary list. And on this voluntary list there is even Bi Lian and another layman who survived from the ghost cave.

Regarding this situation, Yan Yun thought about it for a while and felt that this was the arrangement of the people above, but he couldn't say anything as a small person.

Of course, Yan Yun's return also gained some changes, first he was given the monk's uniform of the word "Zhen", and he moved from the lay compound to a separate small courtyard with his own space, as for the extra benefits, this is dispensable. Yan Yun didn't care.

What surprised Yan Yun was that next door to his small courtyard was Bilian's small courtyard, and Yan Yun was relieved to think that no one had entered the Qi realm recently.

After the silent teacher submitted the conscription list, Wolong Temple returned to its original peace.

In a room in the courtyard of No. 97, Yan Yun sat cross-legged on the wooden bed and cultivated quietly, this was the tenth day of his return, and in these ten days, Yan Yun could be said to have been cultivating, and even this month's benefits were not received.

Slowly opened his eyes, feeling that there was more white vitality in the dantian than before, Yan Yun had a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, in the past ten days, Yan Yun had completely stabilized himself in the realm of qi, and had a new understanding of his state.

The body is now a little stronger than the ninth stage of the body, and under the infusion of vitality, it will get a complete transformation, and the strength of the skin has reached the point where it cannot be cut with a blade. It can be described as extremely terrifying, as for the hand killing intent, this is an unspeakable thing, but after it was released, Yan Yun felt that he had at least a third of the increase.

After moving his somewhat hard body, Yan Yun walked like he was walking outside the courtyard.

In Wolong Temple, as long as you enter the realm of qi, you have become a disciple of the inner door of Wolong Temple, with the identity of an inner disciple, there is no one to stop you from going to some important places, and Yan Yun is going to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion this time.

Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, one of the most important places in Wolong Temple, there are all kinds of Buddhist magical powers in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, everyone can enter the realm of qi more than once, any magical power in it is more than you can learn, but these magical powers will only reach the realm of qi. As for what happened to Wei Lu, of course, he was afraid that someone would sneak into Wolong Temple to steal magical powers.

The Hidden Scripture Pavilion, five kilometers away from the Daxiong Treasure Hall, has Yan Yun's current speed and can only be reached in a few minutes.

Looking at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which occupied ten acres of land, Yan Yun disagreed, and walked in with a step.

Inside the gate, there are six desks, and behind the desks sit six old monks wearing monk's robes, who seem to be the predecessors of Wolong Temple who guard this place.

"Six masters, I am polite to the little monk." As the saying goes, it is not strange to have many people, and after saluting the six people one after another, Yan Yun clasped his hands together and said.

"Amitabha, what is the matter with the little monk coming to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?" Looking at Yan Yun, an old monk said with a smile.

"Little monk, I want to go in and choose a few kinds of magical powers to study." Yan Yun said bluntly.

"Oh, it looks like you're here for the first time, so I'll have to tell you something you need to pay attention to." Looking at Yan Yun, the old monk on the left said with a smile.

"Please also ask the master to make it clear." Yan Yun said directly and slightly.

"Now entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there are six paths, and these six paths represent the six divine power cultivation methods, do you know the Dao?" The old monk in the middle looked at Yan Yun and said with a smile.

"Little monk, I don't know what the Tao is, what are the six factions of the master?" Yan Yun asked with some confusion. When was it still divided into factions. Why did you never hear of it when you were a layman?

"I am here in the way of heaven, the way of heaven, the way of fortune, free and easy, and enjoy a long life."

"I'm here for the Asura Path, the Asura Path, gathering good fortune, longevity, and warlikeness."

"I'm humane here, humane, that's the way you are doing it now."

"I am here in the way of animals, the way of animals, suffering from hunger and thirst, suffering from cold and heat, and killing."

"I'm here for the hungry ghost road, the hungry ghost road, I can't bear it, I can't bear it."

"I'm here in Hell Road, Hell Road, bitter!"

Listening to such a brief introduction by the six old monks, Yan Yun was slightly stunned, Liudao, how to choose this?

Heavenly Dao, it sounds very good, but Yan Yun felt that he regretted it after choosing Heavenly Dao, so he immediately ruled out the problem.

Asura Dao, I feel fine, but what does it mean to be belligerent? Love to fight? This, this is another consideration.

Humanity, now you are humanitarian, or choose humanity? Wouldn't it be nice to just change it?

Beast Dao, forget it. Hungry Ghost Dao, forget it, Hell Dao? What does this one mean?

After thinking about it roughly in his mind, Yan Yun immediately excluded the Heavenly Dao, the Animal Dao, and the Hungry Ghost Dao from his mind. Then all that is left is the Asura Path, the Humanity and the Hell Path.

The safest and most stable must be humanitarian, but Yan Yun doesn't think much about choosing humanity, so there are only the Asura Dao and the Hell Dao left.

These two courses.

Asura, it sounds very domineering, gathering good fortune, longevity, and belligerence.

Hell Road, it sounds very domineering, what does a bitterness refer to?

"Have you figured it out?" Just as Yan Yun was moving his mouse left and right in the Asura Dao and Hell Dao, an old monk asked lightly.

"I want to ask the master, which one is better between this Asura Dao and the Hell Dao?" I couldn't figure it out in my heart, so Yan Yun simply asked directly.

"Six reincarnations, where is the good and the bad?" The old monk sitting in the middle sighed lightly and continued, "Otherwise, you will come to my Hell Dao." ”

"Eh," Hearing this, Yan Yun felt a clever idea, but after thinking about it for a while, he still didn't say yes.

"Why don't you come to my Shura Dao?" An old monk on the left said with a light smile.

"Forget it, if this little monk wants to go to that way, he will go there, you don't have to say anything." An old monk on the right coughed dryly and said.

Looking at the three old monks, Yan Yun was also a little confused in his heart. Shura Dao, belligerent, I don't like it, then Hell Dao!

Thinking of this in his heart, Yan Yun bowed deeply to the old monk in the middle and said, "I choose the Hell Dao." ”

"Are you sure?" The old monk looked at Yan Yun's black eyes, and said with a serious face: "It's confirmed, it can't be changed!" ”

"Sure!" Since the decision has been made, Yan Yun naturally will not change it again, and said directly.

As Yan Yun's voice fell, except for the old monk in the middle, the other five old monks strode out of here.

(Ask for collection and recommendation, if the collection doesn't rise, the meat buns will have to hit the wall!! ）