Chapter 208: The Temple Gate Conflict

As soon as he stepped into the boundary of the Tibetan Immortal Plateau, Gu Bei felt an extremely familiar aura.

This breath is not connected by blood, but a breath that is somewhat similar to the breath on his body, but different.

"Immortals, could it be that there are immortals in this world?"

Gu Bei muttered in his heart.

This breath is similar to the breath he felt when he was in the desolate world.

"Or, in this area, there were once immortals descending?"

For a while, Gu Bei looked at the snowy plateau and fell into some kind of thought.

"Questions?"

Luo Xue beside her seemed to feel the injustice of Gu Bei's mood, and asked in a cold voice, still speaking briefly.

"Nothing, let's go!"

Gu Bei shook his head and continued to walk.

Tibetan Immortal Plateau, the average altitude is more than 3,700 meters, Dayin Temple is located in the highest place of Tibetan Immortal Plateau, more than 5,000 meters above sea level, where the air has been extremely thin.

The cliffs are steep and the climb is extremely difficult.

The perennial snow-covered sheep intestine trail is even more difficult to climb.

In the weather of more than 20 degrees below zero, the biting cold wind blew on the skin, like a knife cut.

But Gu Bei, who was thin, was able to walk like the wind.

When she arrived on the plateau, Luo Xue could still endure the cold climate, but when she started to climb the sheep intestine trail of Dayin Temple, Luo Xue's lips were already purple.

When Gu Bei reached out to help and tried to create a little warmth for her, Luo Xue stubbornly refused: "You once said that the swordsman is fearless, I want to try my limit!"

Gu Bei couldn't help but glance at the girl who only had one right arm left, and felt a little admiration in his heart.

Especially when he saw her empty left arm sleeve, Gu Bei had already made some small decisions in his heart.

Luo Xue's heart and perseverance are really strong, on the rugged mountain road, covered with ice and snow, and the steps are slippery, this girl has walked more than half the height by herself.

The higher you go, the thinner the air becomes, and there is even a natural pressure from the mountains and rivers that hinders people's progress.

Luo Xue couldn't continue to climb with her feet alone, but she didn't ask for help like Gu Bei, but took out a three-edged thorn, and every time she climbed a stone step with difficulty, she used the three-edged thorn to pierce into the ice and snow to stabilize her body.

Such a cold weather and biting cold wind have frozen her slender right hand thickly, and her cold pretty face has also been frostbitten many times, but Luo Xue is still insisting.

Gu Bei was not in a hurry to leave, so he accompanied him and slowly "moved" towards Dayin Temple.

After a day and a night, the two finally saw a temple at the highest altitude of the Tibetan Immortal Plateau, with three traditional characters of "Dayin Temple", carved door plaques, and a stream of Buddha's breath spread out, enveloping the two of them.

At this point, Luo Xue finally breathed a sigh of relief, but in her cold eyes, a touch of essence bloomed, and the sword qi around her body slowly became fierce and condensed.

Gu Bei nodded and didn't bother.

This is Luo Xue's experience of rock climbing, polishing her mind, and her perception of kendo has made a breakthrough.

But when Luo Xue's sword intent became more and more powerful, and the sword path cultivation broke through another level, suddenly, a Buddha light full of tranquility and peace shot out from the Dayin Temple, rushing towards Luo Xue.

Seeing that the Buddha's breath was about to drill into Luo Xue's eyebrows, Luo Xue still didn't know it.

"Hmph! The deity of the sword, how can you touch it!"

Gu Bei snorted coldly, and with a flick of the sleeve of his right arm, a strong and unbatched Qinglian sword qi jumped out, forming a huge green lotus.

The sword technique that Luo Xue cultivated was taught by Gu Bei himself;

Although Luo Xue's sword path is unique, it is comprehended from the sword technique taught by Gu Bei, and it is naturally from Gu Bei's way.

In the desolate world, the Northern Immortal Venerable is not afraid of ghosts and gods, nor is he afraid of heaven and earth, and the Tao he teaches will naturally not allow others to get involved.

Qinglian collided towards the burst of Buddha light.

Rumble!

The heavens and the earth shook, the Tibetan Immortal Plateau shook incessantly, and the sky seemed to be suddenly torn apart, almost collapsing.

Gu Bei touched his right hand, and a breath of creation shrouded Luo Xue, who was comprehending, and the aftermath of this explosion could not disturb her perception in the slightest.

The huge movement outside the Dayin Temple alarmed the people up and down the Dayin Temple.

The lamas of the entire temple were shocked one by one.

The old lama Kezhu Venerable Master, who was sitting in the meditation room with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his cloudy eyes, and sighed: "It's still here after all!"

A little lama hurriedly stepped forward to help the Venerable Master Kezhu, and said with a nervous expression: "Living Buddha, there seems to be someone making trouble outside the temple, and His Holiness has already gone there." ”

Dharma King is the title of the Lama, and the status of the Dharma King is the same level as the abbot of the Buddhist sect, but the name is different.

"Come with me!"

Master Kezhu's figure suddenly rose, his feet seemed to be touching the ground, even if he didn't take a step, in the blink of an eye, he was already three feet away.

"I'm afraid the Venerable Master's cultivation has improved again! Amitabha!" the little lama had a happy face, pronounced the Buddha's name, and hurriedly followed.

Outside the Dayin Temple, a group of people rushed out of the Dayin Temple.

The leader is a middle-aged monk with a pointed hat and a little fat, who is the Dharma King of the Great Sound Temple.

He was followed by six young monks wearing cockscomb hats.

Those little monks wearing cockscomb hats exude a not weak aura on their bodies, at least the great grandmaster realm is cultivated.

And the Dharma King is even more remarkable, the Buddha breath is rich all over the body, and the sound of the Buddha lingers in the body when walking, at least at the end of the realm, placed in the Central Plains martial arts, it is also the existence of a super celebrity.

"Amitabha, what does it mean that the two donors have come to my Dayin Temple?"

But in the words, there was obviously a sense of anger.

Buddhism is a quiet place, these two outsiders actually made such a movement outside the Dayin Temple, didn't they disturb the monks' cultivation?

"Kezhu, the deity has arrived, don't you come out to see it?"

Gu Bei didn't bother to pay attention to these little lamas, stretched out directly to the Dayin Temple, and drank indifferently.

Although the voice seemed very flat, everyone present suddenly felt a heart-stirring illusion.

"Presumptuous, in front of the Dayin Temple, how can you allow ordinary people such as ordinary people to shout!"

A small monk pointed at Gu Bei and scolded sharply.

Which pilgrim who comes to Dayin Temple to worship the Buddha and ask for signatures and answer questions, even if the pilgrims with high martial arts cultivation are not all respectful to Dayin Temple.

Where is there such an impudent noise as the young man in front of him?

Dayin Temple is not only a peculiar landscape of the Tibetan Plateau, but also the belief of the entire Tibetan Plateau of 2.4 million square meters, and the faith of all the people of the Tibetan Plateau.

Now this young man's disrespectful attitude towards the Dayin Temple naturally made those little monks angry.

"Donor, this is the Great Sound Temple. If you burn incense to seek the Buddha, the poor monks should welcome it, if not, please leave!" Although His Holiness spoke plainly, the unhappiness contained in it was undisguised.

To open your mouth is to drive away customers.

"The deity has nothing to do with your Buddha, I just want to see Kezhu!" Gu Bei said indifferently, and stood with his hands in his hands, as if waiting for something.

Seeing Gu Bei's arrogant appearance, the Dharma King and the little monks immediately felt dissatisfied.

"The kid is rampant, you are not welcome in Dayin Temple!" Immediately, a little monk scolded, "If you don't leave quickly, don't blame me for not being merciful in Dayin Temple!"

A little monk in a cockscomb hat walked out, and the aura of the great master around him immediately emanated, locked on Gu Bei, shouted, and his body attacked quickly.

However, Luo Xue, who was closing her eyes at this time, seemed to have sensed something, her cold eyes opened quickly, and a wisp of sword light flashed out, and before Gu Bei could make a move, a white shadow flickered, and Luo Xue had already taken the initiative to meet it.

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