A year flies by.

In a meditation room in Tianyin Temple, Zhang Liang suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of light appeared.

In the past year, he has cultivated the Dafa Prajna True Method to the realm of Dacheng, although there is still a gap between him and Puhong in terms of skill, but he has made a lot of progress compared to before.

Zhang Liang calculated carefully, and now ten years have passed since the original Qingyun change, and Zhang Xiaofan has also changed from a facelift to become a famous blood son.

"Senior Brother Faxiang, are you there?"

At this time, a somewhat unfamiliar voice sounded.

"In!"

Zhang Liang answered, and after opening the door, he saw a disciple of Tianyin Temple who was a little faceless walking in, thinking that it should be a new disciple in this year.

After the disciple saw Zhang Liang, he said respectfully: "Senior Brother Faxiang, the presiding abbot and all the uncles asked you to go to the Little Tianyin Temple to meet, saying that there is something important to discuss!"

Zhang Liang nodded, said, "I'll go!", and hurriedly left the room, passed through the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and went straight to the temple on the top of Mount Meru.

At this time, two of the remaining three monks of Tianyin Temple, Puhong and Pukong, were meditating in a meditation room, and Fashan and many disciples stood respectfully beside them, and the atmosphere seemed a little serious.

As for the other monk Pude, Zhang Liang knew that he had been practicing a branch of Buddhism, "Bitter Zen", and people who were not wise and brave could not practice, and he had long forgotten all the matters of Hongchen and rarely interfered in the affairs of Tianyin Temple.

After Zhang Liang came in, Fa Shan and those disciples shouted one after another: "Senior brother!"

At this time, the two great monks opened their eyes.

Seeing Zhang Liang coming, at this time, Pu Hong, who was the presiding abbot, spoke: "Since Fa Xiang has also been released, then Fa Shan, you can tell me what happened recently." ”

The rough-looking Fa Shan nodded, and said: "Not long ago, there were rumors in the world that in the Western Death Swamp, a huge golden pillar of light suddenly appeared, straight into the sky, day and night, even in the middle of the night, the sky was also illuminated as bright as day, three days later, this golden light gradually dispersed, and since then, in the Death Swamp, there seems to always be a huge strange roar, faintly heard, so that those who live on the edge of the Death Swamp are terrified..."

Speaking of this, Fa Shan paused, Rao is like this, and it is not difficult for everyone in Tianyin Temple to guess that there is an incredible treasure in the Death Swamp.

Immediately after, Fa Shan continued: "Now, the righteous and evil people are all gathered in the Death Swamp, and I, Tianyin Temple, as one of the three major sects of the righteous path, although I don't say that I can get such a treasure, I should also stop the people of the Demon Sect, so as not to endanger the common people after they get this treasure!"

His remarks naturally represent the will of Puhong and others.

After Zhang Liang heard these remarks, he felt a little familiar, could it be that the excuses for righteous people to compete for treasures are all these?

Come to think of it, the words spoken by Qingyunmen and Incense Valley should be similar to this.

"Fa Xiang, as the eldest disciple of Tianyin Temple, you should take responsibility and lead the people to the Death Swamp to prevent the Demon Sect from obtaining the treasure!" At this time, Pu Hong on the side said a Buddha name, looked at Zhang Liang, and said with a serious face.

Pukong also nodded, looking at his nephew with admiration.

Zhang Liang nodded and said, "Master, uncle, don't worry, the disciples will do their best to stop the Demon Sect, and they will not let the treasures fall into their hands, thus ruining the reputation of my Tianyin Temple!"

Pu Hong and Pukong looked at each other and smiled, seeing that Zhang Liang's spirit was restrained, and his Buddhist and Taoist cultivation was not much weaker than them, he couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction, with him, I believe that this trip to the swamp will definitely have something to gain.

With Fashan and a group of disciples of Tianyin Temple, Zhang Liang left Tianyin Temple and quickly rushed to the death swamp where the strange treasure came.

However, a few hundred miles away from the swamp, Zhang Liang stopped Fa Shan.

Fa Shan glanced at Zhang Liang with some confusion, and then asked, "Senior brother, do you have anything to explain to your junior brother?"

Zhang Liang nodded with a smile and said, "Senior brother, this trip to the swamp is unpredictable, it stands to reason that Senior Brother should go with you, but the Demon Sect is very powerful and widespread, and it is not easy to stop them, so I want to temporarily divide into two ways with you, and find out the news of the people of the Demon Sect respectively;

Fa Shan thought about it, and felt that what Senior Brother said was not unreasonable, and he said in a deep voice: "Then Senior Brother, you have to be more careful alone, after all, the people of the Demon Sect are insidious and cunning, and it is inevitable that it will be a little dangerous to go alone!"

Zhang Liang nodded, and after seeing that Fashan finally led the team away, he took control of his magic weapon reincarnation bead and flew towards Dawang Village, which was still half a day's journey away from the Death Swamp.

This is a desolate and withered mountain village on the edge of the Death Swamp, but recently because of the strange treasure, it has suddenly become lively, and the people who come and go are the masters of cultivation.

When Zhang Liang came to Dawang Village, he naturally attracted the attention of many people, especially those in the Demon Sect.

For the Demon Sect, who is the most terrifying, one is a Taoist priest, and the other is a bald person.

The Taoist priest naturally refers to the master of Qingyunmen, and the bald man is, of course, the monk of Tianyin Temple.

Zhang Liang doesn't have much feeling for the strange eyes around him, and anyone who appears in front of everyone with a bald head will be a little eye-catching.

Besides, Tianyin Temple is so famous, the monks who can come to the Death Swamp can't be visited by other temples.

"Predict the future of fifty years, can break the fortune of three hundred years, the iron mouth god, the pen judges yin and yang, I want to know the future days, and come to see the previous phase!"

At this time, on the street ahead, there was a sudden shouting.

After Zhang Liang heard this voice, he smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, followed the voice and walked over, and in less than a moment, he found the expected person.

I saw that on the side of the street, there was an old table, next to a bamboo pole, and a canvas hanging on it, on which were written: "Immortals guide the way".

On one side of the bamboo pole, there are two people, one old and one young.

The old man was shouting, and the young woman was a little drowsy.

"Grandpa, can your voice be quieter, I just got sleepy, and I was woken up by you!"

The woman glared at the old man, although she frowned, it did not affect her beautiful appearance at all.

The old man snorted coldly and said dissatisfiedly: "Good granddaughter, if I don't shout, you really expect others to come to you to look at you!"

"Sir, can you see your face?!"

At this time, someone really came to look at them.

This person was dressed in a light blue shirt, with delicate eyebrows, but his face was somehow pale, and he looked a little pale.