In the southwest of Youzhou, there are many strange rocks, and the strange peaks are high.

The aura here is extremely weird, it can't be absorbed by normal people at all, and it will interfere with normal people using spiritual magic. When you get here, anyone's strength will be greatly reduced.

The path spiraled up a mountain, hidden in the rocks and weeds, like a snake sneaking into a hole, and could no longer find its way, letting people know that it was a dead end.

A few birds swooped down from a mountain and soared for a long time, but they could not reach the opposite peak, so they had to circle back again. The ape cried, as if lamenting that he could not go past to find a mate.

However, such a sound is extremely difficult to hear among these mountain peaks.

The Hanging Temple is really hanging high in the air.

Dozens of beams are nailed to the cliffs, and the extended parts are paved with wooden planks, on which they are built, forming a spectacular temple.

Maybe it's not so amazing in the eyes of a practitioner, but if a practitioner actually climbs that mountain, he knows how difficult it is.

The entire mountain peak emits this strange magnetic field, and everyone's cultivation will be suppressed, and the movements will not only become slow, but sometimes chaotic. Cultivators below the Xuan Realm are not much different from mortals here, and it is really difficult to climb this Hanging Temple under such circumstances.

Many wooden sticks were nailed to the cliff, like stairs, zigzag towards the Hanging Temple.

A row of fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys, each holding a wooden bucket in each hand, raised their cross arms, jumped and tossed between the many wooden beams, and climbed towards the Hanging Temple, during which not a drop of water from the flat wooden barrel leaked.

Going down the mountain to fetch water is a homework that the disciples of the Hanging Temple must do.

Wang Shi saw the mystery on the beams and couldn't help but say: "It seems that these eighteen temples are not the same, and they are much stricter than other temples. ”

The beams were so slippery that they could flip at any moment, causing the little monks to fall to their feet. In the case of being suppressed, the best result of falling down is also half-disabled. If you want to stand firm on the beams, you need to adjust your spiritual power from time to time, which is equivalent to standing a steel ball on the tip of a needle, which shows how strict the requirements for controlling spiritual power are.

If there is a fight, the little disciples of the Hanging Temple will definitely stabilize the Putuo Temple and other monasteries.

After all, it is the eighteen temples of Zen Buddhism, and there are not many people who want to join, and those who come to the Hanging Temple do not refuse, as long as they can climb a hundred wooden beams, they are eligible to enter. In a year, very few people can climb it, and many fall to their deaths.

Wang Shi looked at it for a while, and then walked towards the Hanging Temple.

"It's a pity, it's a personable young man, and when he falls to his death, it's even more ugly. ”

"What Ascending to Heaven is not about your cultivation, but about whether you have a firm will. I heard that there was a six-year-old child who could climb it before, but the powerhouse of the Divine Hidden Realm might not be able to go up. ”

"This young man is so angry, I'm afraid that he just came here today, and he went to the board so rashly, so let's get ready to collect the body. ”

There is a large market at the foot of the mountain, where people do the business of the Hanging Temple, and the greatest pleasure on weekdays is to watch the handsome teenagers fall and fall into a big cake, and they are happy to describe these things with added fuel and vinegar.

"Oh yo yo, you see, pop ——! ho, this cake is a big ......"

Everyone has a handful of melon seeds and peanuts in their hands, and the posture is really a big show.

But if someone can climb it, the cheers of these people can really be connected. In this place of poor mountains and bad waters, this is the only point to go.

Wang Shi glanced at those people and smiled indifferently.

This is the appearance of all beings, which may not be more beautiful than the peach blossoms, moonlight, spring water, and reed flowers, but it is more interesting. Without this appearance, the scenery would not be beautiful in any way.

Compared to the scenery, the good guys and the bad guys are more "cute". How can a world without filth have a noble scene?

Wang Shi looked at the demon knife and hated killing, and began to understand why the master gave up the sword and practiced the sword in the first place, which was probably what the master really wanted to teach him.

Straight to the Heavenly Tree, Wang Shi walked up step by step, without the slightest pause, just a moment to ascend the Hanging Temple.

"Look! What am I talking about? This lord is not the unlucky master who fell to his death at first glance, look at the dragon and tiger step just now, hehe, hey

There was a cheer, but no matter how loud it was, it couldn't reach the top of the Hanging Temple.

"Donor. The little novice bowed to Wang Shi at the door, and anyone who ascended to the door was worthy of his respect, not to mention that this person was much faster than his senior brother.

"I'm just coming to see. Wang Shi said with a light smile.

Xiao Shami nodded clearly, obviously he had seen a lot of such people, so he said: "Since the donor is just here to visit the temple, then the donor, please come with me, I can introduce the temple to the donor." ”

"Thank you, little master. ”

In recent years, there are really not many people who can climb to the top of the mountain in one breath, and Xiao Shami saw that the other party did not have a fierce and vicious face, and his favorability suddenly increased a lot, so he carefully interpreted the past and present life of the Hanging Temple for Wang Shi.

If it is really discussed, each of the eighteen temples of Zen Buddhism has countless stories, and it is impossible to tell them all.

"Donor, this is the main hall, today all the disciples are here to chant the Dharma, the main thing is to be happy, but listen here for a while, maybe there will be an unexpected gain. ”

It is often rumored that a disciple suddenly had an epiphany during the daily recitation of the scriptures and became a generation of eminent monks, but such a thing has never happened in front of him, and the little novice naturally will not believe it.

Wang Shi couldn't hear any taste when he heard the inarticulate chant, so he waved his hand and motioned for the little novice to continue walking.

"Donor, this is the Shakya Hall, which enshrines my Buddha. As he spoke, the little novice bowed reverently. "It is said that a disciple once spent three years under the Buddha statue and had an epiphany of Buddhism. ”

Wang Shi looked at the statue, but he couldn't find anything, so he continued to walk forward. Thinking about it, the specifications of this hanging temple are not much different from other temples, and there is really nothing to see.

......

"Donor, this is the ancestral meditation room, and outsiders are not allowed to enter. ”

Wang Shi turned his eyes to look at the house where there were only a few pieces of rotten wood left, and said, "Is there anyone in it?" Looking at the posture of the house, I am afraid that it will collapse if the mountain wind is stronger.

Xiao Shami smiled bitterly: "In this room, I don't know if there are people here, the ancestor does not allow us to enter, saying that there is an ancestor here." ”

"Who is making a noise outside and disturbing the Qing cultivation of this seat?" suddenly came an impatient voice from the rotten wooden house.

Xiao Shami was taken aback, hurriedly bowed, and said, "The disciple is disturbing with nonsense, and I ask the ancestor to punish him." "I never thought that my senior brother's admonition would come true today, and there are really people here.

"It's none of the little master's business, it's an outsider who came to visit. ”

"What outsiders?"

"Outsiders with knives. ”

"This is to come to my temple to commit murder!" The man laughed and said, "Since you have come to commit murder, come in and take a look, and I am worthy of your murder." Little apprentice, don't come in, stand down. ”

"Yes, Master. The little novice glanced at Wang Shi, and immediately retreated to find his master, who had told him about this strange thing. However, he searched for a long time and couldn't find the master, so he could only keep this matter in his stomach.

Wang Shi walked into the house that was about to collapse, and squeaked the beams under his feet.

"Don't you know how to trample on my house?"

Wang Shi followed the prestige and saw a clay sculpture sitting under a crooked beam. I don't know how many years have passed, but a thick layer of dust has fallen on the man's body, and he is in the shadows, so it looks more like a clay statue.

The man opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the knife on Wang Shi's waist, and said lightly: "It turned out to be a demon knife, and the donor was able to subdue it, and it seems that it is also outstanding." ”

Wang Shi had already been able to control the murderous aura freely, and the person in front of him could still see the origin of the demon knife at a glance, this person must be good, so he said: "At a glance, there are also outstanding points. ”

The man closed his eyes again, sneered, and said, "Sit down, and if there is any dust, blow it." ”

Wang Shi blew it, and then brushed it again, and then sat down, putting on a really disgusted look.

"It's hard for the three old bald donkeys of the Hanging Temple to catch you, but it's much easier for me to add it. Now that you're sitting down again, you're going to be even slower to draw your sword, and it seems like I'm winning. ”

Wang Shi suddenly smiled, and said as if puzzled: "What are you doing with me?"

"People like you, what kind of intentions do you have to come to my Hanging Temple? No matter what your intentions are, it will always be safe to capture you. The man said calmly.

"Then I'll take it with my hands tied. Wang Shi said with a smile.

"Look at you like this, I'm afraid you're not bluffing?"

"You're not bluffing like this?" Wang Shi asked rhetorically.

Before finding out the true strength of the other party, Wang Shi and the man did not act rashly.

The man suddenly smiled, shook off a few grains of dust from his eyebrows, and said, "It's a pity that you didn't step into the Three Immortals Realm, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to catch you." If you don't step into the Three Immortals Realm for a day, you are just invincible in the Divine Hidden Realm. I don't know how strong you are, but I can still hold you down. ”

Wang Shi nodded very convincingly and said, "The eighteen temples of Zen Buddhism are indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. ”

The man sneered again and said, "The Hanging Temple is strong because of me, and the other seventeen temples are just general. If you go, no one will be able to keep you. ”

Wang Shi smiled noncommittally.

The man opened another gap, glanced up at Wang Shi, and said, "It's better to practice Buddhism with me, your murderous aura is so heavy, and only Buddhism can suppress it." Otherwise—you're going to die. ”