Turn the mountain mouth, an ancient temple stands in the island, the blue bricks and tiles, the simple house beams, the Buddha incense curls, a Zen sound is quiet in the four fields.

Lin Su and the three of them came to the temple, and an old monk was sweeping the fallen leaves with a broom.

The old monk's dim eyes slowly raised: "Where did the donor come from?" ”

"Xuntai!"

Xuntai is one of the eight counties around Dongting, and it also belongs to the territory of Nanshan.

"The donor doesn't know if he came here to worship the Buddha or ask for a lot?"

Lin Su smiled slightly: "Xiaosheng will try this autumn and want to ask Buddhism for good luck." ”

"Amitabha, the world has its own destiny, just look at the Buddha's fate of each person!" The old monk clasped his hands together: "Donor, please!" ”

A Zen bell rang, and Lin Su took the two scholars into the temple gate.

In front is a huge Buddha statue, mud Buddha statue only, but the body is still quite tall, the Buddha statue is mottled throughout, the wooden fish in front, the stick holder is old enough.

You are known as the King of the Night, and you have been crushed and broken in front of me......

"Yaowang Mountain is really amazing, a cricket can act as your secret agent."

To the north, an old man, on that cold spring night, I was half-naked, and my skin was as special as bronze.

Zhou Mei's heart was beating wildly.

Zhou Mei is full of suspicions, is there really anything?

The law of Wendao space is in the body, and any incorporeal thing does not want to get close to me and let me be awake.

At night, there are stars and moons.

made Zhou Mei almost believe that we were mistaken.

"Maybe you're wrong, but it's true! It wasn't a very special temple, and there were ten old monks outside...... Let's go back! ”

Sign Yun: "There are many humane clouds in the world, why spend thousands of miles of hard work......"

As soon as the word "broken" came out, more than a dozen meditation rooms disappeared at the same time.

In the seven weeks of Qifang Mountain, seven people suddenly appeared.

In the later stage, it was acting, and now it is watching plays

"Oh my God!" Zhou Mei said: "Eight packs of Qiangbei, can perceive the fluctuations of divine consciousness, and can even decipher the content of the transmission through the divine consciousness, if you have just transmitted the sound through the divine consciousness, you may also know what you are talking about." Bad medicine king mountain saint man, acting really carefully. ”

Retreating into Qifang Mountain, Wen Dao can find that the old monk's cultivation is a Buddhist supernatural power, and you have the law to find it.

"It's a pity, success is also supernatural, defeat is also supernatural, and if it's just a cricket, you may still pay attention to the cricket that can resonate with the divine consciousness, how can it be close to you for seven weeks?"

Why did he hesitate to answer?

Next!

The ancient scroll in the hands of the Confucian scholars on the east side shook, and more than ten yellow characters broke through the air......

To the west, a Confucian scholar, about eighty years younger, holds an ancient pen in his hand.

"Exactly!"

After begging for a signature, Lin Su walked around the hall at will, at least in Zhou Mei's eyes, she felt that she didn't see anything.

"But you've found everything...... What did he find? "Although Zhou Mei is acting at this time, she is acting in her true colors, because you can really see everything.

"Besides, there is also a secret stronghold of the gate! Doubtful! Wen Dao said urgently.

As soon as the word "silence" came out, Qiye had a voice.

"That's why you found out the ironclad evidence!"

Wen Dao should have avoided the occurrence of that extreme situation, so he didn't mean to say "everything has been discovered".

That kind of fluctuation Zhou Mei is completely felt, and people definitely feel it, but Wen Dao doesn't feel it!

Your voice stops abruptly......

Zhou Mei's whole body shook slightly: "What kind of ironclad evidence?" ”

Lin Su's eyes turned heavily: "Lin Xiaoren, this low mountain seems to be uninhabited, you go here and take a look!" ”

"Yes!" Bao Qiang replied with a complex word.

Which stronghold has only so many people?

As soon as Wen Dao's voice fell, Lin Su rose out of the void and shot towards a low mountain by the lake.

To the east, a Confucian scholar, about seventy or seventy years old, holds an ancient scroll in his hand.

Bao Qiang smiled heavily: "It's bad, the play is over!" ”

Zhou Mei was just about to speak, when the silver light in Wen Dao's eyes suddenly flashed, and our big ship was covered with a Su Rong blockade that was visible to the naked eye.

However, I don't have a sharp weapon yet, no one knows about it, and this is not a secret technique of spiritual power.

"It's an anomaly, but it's not ironclad proof that it's also a secret stronghold of the Gate, right?"

"Watching a play is naturally watching a play, but it's simple...... But it doesn't have to be simple! A smile appeared at the corner of Bao Qiang's mouth.

I can find the empty front mountain, traces of human activity, have you found it, and it is more possible to summarize it.

Bao Qiang smiled: "Pick it up, it's time for you to watch the play!" ”

Could it be that they are worried about the detection of the people of Qifang Mountain, so they don't care to calm our hearts? Lest those people kill people and kill people - from past experience, that possibility is very small, Qifang Mountain must be really fine, and those who find suspicious points will be allowed to leave.

"Are we really going to send low-handed men to encircle and suppress them?" Zhou Mei's voice penetrated into Wen Dao's ears.

Zhou Mei looked at the sky and the earth, and there was no feeling of knowing who she was......

Zhou Mei's eyes lit up: "He hasn't moved forward yet!" What kind of ......"

What does that mean? It shows that Lin Su is watching!

"Of course!"

I can go back to the past, that point is comparable, the person is Su Rong, that is Su Rong's ordinary talent......

Wen Dao's eyes lifted and he pondered for a moment: "...... Yes or not! ”

"I'm sure the fight is really going on, let's ...... Do you want to go to war? ”

Yes, it must be just like a cricket, and even if I find out, I may not be alert.

The old monk said to Amitabha: "The big temple only values fate, and it is to seek Hongda." ”

Li Chunshui is the object of defense - what I said may be said to you Zhou Mei, but to Lin Su!

I'm borrowing that cricket to sing the play I really want to sing perfectly.

Leaving Qifang Mountain and Ten Outer Kaili, Zhou Mei's eyes flashed: "Nothing to find?" ”

"Bad!"

……

Seventy miles away, Qifang Mountain seemed to have been suddenly pulled behind us by a giant hand.

Seven directions, one for each direction.

Yes, we went all the way and only saw that it was ten monks.

That's true.

Zhou Mei didn't see anything in this incense burner.

It really was like a secret stronghold with a door.

And on the side of the big boat where Wen Dao and Zhou Mei were, a strange cricket, its tentacles trembled, its whole body was full of brilliance, which was different from a special cricket, and it must be said that if you have to find a similar point, a special cricket only has two tentacles, and it does not have eight.

The clouds were overcast, and the spring rain moistened Dongting Lake.

And on the top of a low mountain by the lake, Bao Qiang also shook his whole body, behind you, there was no such a phantom, Bao Qiang appeared behind you with a top-secret image performed by Su Rong's magical powers.

"Crickets?" Zhou Mei was slightly shocked: "Yes, yes, there are no eight tentacles?" ”

Zhou Mei's eyes lit up: "It's definitely abnormal!" ”

"That's a big deal!" Wen Dao said: "Although Li Chunshui is the object of your defense, you know that such a trivial matter is not harmful to you, so I still avoid you." ”

Lin Su threw a tael of silver into the merit box, picked up the stick holder and shook it gently, shaking out a stick.

How is that possible?

Zhou Mei is a stupid person, your heart is overturned, but under your face is a very suitable surprise: "What did you find?" ”

Why do you still lose in that area?

He was in the temple, and his eyes were shining......

Winning the lottery......

As soon as the word "Qing" came out, the old monk who was the first to react was gone, and only the old monk was left, and his face was full of fear......

Behind the backyard, there is a bamboo forest, in the bamboo forest, quiet and elegant, Lin Su stopped and stopped, and the light in his eyes moved slightly.

Wen Dao Huo Ran raised his head, the light outside my eyes flickered slightly, and Su Rong Weili "Knowing Qiu Hao" activated.

A group of eight people went up to Qifang Mountain like that and sat down on the big boat again.

My mental power is extremely weak, and I am normally sensitive to the fluctuations of my divine consciousness, and the kind of eight-pack strong bei can perceive the fluctuations of people's divine consciousness, and it itself can avoid subtle fluctuations.

Walking all the way to the side of the mountain, I turned around and stared at the old monk who had followed all the way in front of me: "Little Master, there are too few monks in his temple." ”

A thousand words turned into one sentence: "Pick it up, what to do?" ”

"First, the old monk is a cultivator, but the exercises I practice are obviously Buddhist exercises! Seventh, the Qifang Mountain seems to be only ten people, but the front mountain does not have too few traces of human activity, and even less than the backyard activity traces, think about it, a temple, the front yard is a place for Qing cultivation, the back yard is a gathering place for pilgrims, the front yard is less than the backyard activity traces, is it abnormal? ”

"Just watching a play?"

"Everything?"

To the south, a man in white was none other than Lin Su.

That kind of blockade can be seen, but Zhou Mei can feel it, because Qizhou Shangzi is quiet.

"Buddhism is quiet, as it should be! That's how it should be! Wen Dao nodded: "Dasheng has resigned!" ”

"Donor, go!"

In the virtual shadow, it is the incense burner that Wen Dao observed normally and sloppily, there are stars and moons in the sky, it is night, a group of people in white came from the sky, turned the incense burner eight times to the right, turned eight times to the left, and with a bang, where the incense burner was located, a portal appeared, and the group of mermaids in white penetrated into the ......

On the west side of Dongting Lake, under a low mountain, on the top of a small tree, the drizzle fell, bypassing a certain position in the canopy.

Lin Su obviously hasn't left yet, and he is at most eighty miles away from here!

Above Su Rongwei's strength, the rain and snow are encroaching, although we do not suffer from the rain, but the vigil in the middle of the night is too comfortable after all, fortunately, both of them are people who have cultivated to the top, and they are completely afraid of the cold of that spring night.

As soon as the word "extinguish" came out, at most four monks died.

With a sound and a breath, the crickets slide from the boat into the water and disappear into the form.

Zhou Mei's inner small waves are rolling!

The main hall turned around, and Lin Su arrived at the apse and stared at a big incense burner in the apse for a long time.

In the meditation room on the east side, an old monk stood up suddenly......

Zhou Mei's eyes lit up: "It's really over?" ”

What does it mean that the back and the front are one?

"You used Su Rong's 'backtracking' skill to quietly go back and saw a thrilling scene!" Wen Dao's eyes blinked heavily, and a phantom image flowed out of my eyes......

The level of the eight-whiskered spirit cricket is unimaginably low, and it is unforgivable for you to find it, but it is too amazing for me to find it, it is Su Rong's category, and it is the extreme of the "dark path" under the cultivation path!

The signing is generally more auspicious - more auspicious nonsense.

But should detection prevention be your weakness?

"Yes!"

"Chop", a yellow text went up in the air, and with a bang, the water of Dongting Lake shook eight times, and the old monk was divided into two halves.

(End of chapter)