"There's no need to show loyalty, I've always believed in the elders." Yin Huang had a smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth were also smiling, and he lightly buckled the edge of the dragon bowl, smiling without saying a word.

This kind of smile has been seen many times, and most of them are when the layout of one thing is about to see the results, and Emperor Yin will show such a smile.

Although I don't know what kind of layout Emperor Yin has made, this smile still makes the old man shudder, and he feels scared when he hears Emperor Yin's smile.

"Elder Guo doesn't need to be so restrained, there is no need to divide these between you and me, now let's see what Lin Changfeng does."

As he spoke, his fingers raised slightly, signaling the old man to stop talking.

Looking at Emperor Yin's appearance at this time, how many times did the old man want to open his mouth to ask what he needed to do next, but Emperor Yin's attitude made him unable to ask.

He could only take a pair of eyes away from Emperor Yin's body and look at Lin Changfeng, who was about to go up the mountain in the golden bowl, even if he couldn't see what was going on, there was no way.

Noticing that the old man's gaze moved away from him, Emperor Yin secretly glanced at the old man with the corner of his eye, and a contemptuous smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth, and then he fell his gaze on Lin Changfeng's body again.

In the Golden Bowl!

A big mountain stopped in front of him, and from the moment he stood at the foot of the mountain, Lin Changfeng felt endless pressure, which seemed to be like a palace in the depths of his soul.

It can be compared to this, but it is a little different, because the palace steps in his body need to be repaired to unlock, and this way to climb the mountain ...... It seems to be related to the Zen in the state of mind.

It's not that he doesn't have Zen, but he has a great understanding of Zen, so even if he is standing at the foot of the mountain at this time, he can feel the endless pressure on his body, as if he is carrying a big mountain.

"Amitabha Buddha ~ Donor, please go up the mountain for a while......

Under the Bodhi tree on the top of the mountain, there was an old monk's kind voice, which was not limited to majesty, but also carried endless oppression and affinity.

Raising his head and glancing at the bright Buddha light on the top of the mountain, Lin Changfeng frowned and said, "Old monk, since you are inviting me to go up the mountain for a while, shouldn't you reduce these pressures?"

This kind of pressure is really uncomfortable, which makes Lin Changfeng very unhappy, he seems to be carrying a mountain on his back and moving forward with a load, so he has no good impression of this old monk in his mouth.

"Hahaha......" The old monk's hearty laughter came from the top of the mountain, and after a while, he said: "This is not the old man's trouble, this mountain is called the Evil Mountain, and if you want to go up the mountain, you need to carry the evil obstacles, which are just the evil obstacles accumulated by the donor himself."

Hearing this explanation, Lin Changfeng also vaguely understood that what was important in this level was not cultivation, but his own obstacles.

Or murder, or love......

If you can't carry it, you won't be able to go up the mountain, you won't be able to go up the mountain, and you won't be able to go up the mountain, so this so-called third level will not be able to pass......

"It's okay...... Fate is no ...... It's all the donor's own cause and effect." Seeing that Lin Changfeng still didn't take a step, after the old monk said this, he added: "If you want to go up the mountain, the donor has two ways to go, or carry the fate of this life and carry the weight up the mountain."

"Or let go of everything, step into the Buddha's door, and start anew......

Hearing this, Lin Changfeng's brows furrowed deeply, he could feel that this old monk was misleading him, but he didn't have any way to mislead him, this is the truth.

After thinking for a long time, Lin Changfeng locked his eyebrows and tried to take a step, this step seemed to weigh a thousand catties, Lin Changfeng fell and left a footprint directly on the ground, as if stepping on the soft snow.

Everyone outside the arena who saw this scene was dumbfounded, they never dreamed that Lin Changfeng's foot would have such a terrifying weight.

"It's a piece of...... Can this go up the mountain?"

"Isn't the old bald donkey of Buddhism unable to play? The weight of Lin Tianjiao's foot is too terrifying!"

"Buddhism can't afford to play! What brutes!". z.br>

The outside world began to explode, and everyone could see that Lin Changfeng just took a step, and the weight directly scared everyone, it was really not a joke, their Lin Tianjiao seemed to be really going to lose.

Ji Zheng looked at Lin Changfeng who was standing in place after taking a step at this time, and he didn't know why the machine spirit would bring Lin Changfeng to this level, in fact, the scene of the third level was not uniform.

If he could, he hoped that Lin Changfeng would do it with the Sanpin Great Zen Master Shennian, instead of having a painless dispute over the evil mountain.

"Isn't it the first level that the master has compassion for Lin Changfeng?" Ji Zheng was a little unsure of paying attention, but he could still vaguely guess what would happen, and he could say this so gently, this senior monk of their Buddhism must have been moved by compassion.

The more times like this, the more he didn't want to see this kind of thing happen, even if the master didn't agree to his subordinate Lin Changfeng, it would be a shame for him.

He didn't want to admit that Lin Changfeng was stronger than himself, this kind of thing should never happen, he began to get angry and strong jealousy in his heart, and at the same time longed for Lin Changfeng to die in it now.