The next day, Ji Yuan followed the instructions of the shopkeeper and easily found the Golden Buddha Temple.

"There is continuous incense here all year round, and sure enough, as long as you chase the smoke that connects the sky and the earth, you can find the Golden Buddha Temple."

Ji Yuan stood at the foot of the Golden Buddha Temple, looking up at the white jade-like stone slabs, all the way to the front of the tall mountain gate, there are hundreds of steps.

He walked on the white jade steps surrounded by incense, hazy, his body swayed, as if floating in the clouds, climbing a ladder to the fairy world.

At the end of the clouds and white jade steps, a majestic temple can be vaguely seen, slowly blooming auspicious, like a golden Buddha, flying in the clouds.

At this time, Ji Yuan heard a melodious sound coming from the bell tower and drum tower, like the wonderful wisdom of the soul, and his heart was very peaceful.

"It's a strange thing that most of the temples are built on the hills. And in this lion camel city, where every inch of land is valuable, such a large temple was actually built. ”

It is said that although the Golden Buddha Temple is not a thousand-year-old temple, the main hall inside is one after another, and it is at its peak to the extreme.

Every morning, the little monk gives incense to the Buddha and the Bodhisattva, and he has to ride a horse to run over.

This is the real "horse race"!

Ji Yuan stood in front of the tall temple gate and saw the black plaque above, with three big characters written in gold paint, Golden Buddha Temple.

Coincidentally, a round of golden sun shone on Ji Yuan's head, refracted in the air and incense, and haloed a colorful circle of light, making him look divine and bright, as if he was a person among the gods.

For a time, immortals, incense, a solemn temple with red walls and golden tiles...... It makes for a wonderful sight.

Ji Yuan had no clue, thinking that finding a few people and a horse in this huge city with a population of hundreds of thousands was simply looking for a needle in the sea.

But when he saw this fairyland-like solemn temple, he could faintly feel a little weird: "Perhaps, I can find the clue I want here." ”

He thought back to what Yun Tianpeng had done.

"Enslave the population and gather incense...... These were all important tools for him to achieve immortality. ”

"I'm sure he's not going to let these things fall into the wrong hands."

"Especially in this country of lions and camels!"

Ji Yuan's heart beat faster, and he felt that he had found the right place, and after going through so many things along the way, it seemed that it was almost time to end.

He took a deep breath and followed the pilgrims as he walked briskly through the Heavenly King's Hall in front of him. The four colorful King Kong statues in the hall have not been looked at more.

Ji Yuan stood in the square in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, standing like a reef in the crowd, slowly scanning everything around.

He didn't know for a moment whether to contact the monks in the temple, or to go around first?

Suddenly, the hairs on Ji Yuan's back stood on end, and there seemed to be thousands of pairs of eyeballs flashing in the void, and they all looked at him.

He turned his head sharply and carefully looked at the four colorful King Kong statues in the Heavenly King Palace.

The four majestic protector gods, with strict armor and ugly imps on the soles of their feet, stood on the altar, surrounded by incense and traces of time.

They held the artifact and looked down.

Pilgrims and tourists come and go, endlessly, like a flock of sheep.

Ji Yuan frowned, although he didn't feel the divine aura condensed by faith, he also felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Reckless horn! Can you hear me? ”

He called out to Mangjiao, but received no response, as if a stone had sunk into the sea and disappeared into thin air.

In his heart, he tried to urge the aperture of the immortal spirit behind his head, but he completely lost his senses.

Ji Yuan's mind swirled for a while, and countless statues and temples rose from the ground.

The entire Golden Buddha Temple, like a giant beast breaking out of the ground, reveals its hideous nature, eyeing the tiger.

Just when Ji Yuan was in a trance, he felt that someone was crashing head-on into him.

The illusion in front of him disappeared cleanly, and Ji Yuan saw an old monk, panicked, and pretended to be full of himself.

This is a monk of the Golden Buddha Temple!

The other party clasped his hands together, hurriedly shook it, and was about to get up and leave, as if he was hiding from something.

At a glance, Ji Yuan saw many bare-chested, warrior monks dressed as fierce monks, coming out from all directions and searching the temple closely.

His eyes were shining, and he grabbed the old monk: "Master don't panic, follow me!" ”

The old monk opened his mouth, and before he could say "ah", he heard the wind whistling in his ears, and he didn't know where he had gone.

……

"What about people? Why is it gone? ”

"I saw it just now, could it be that I have already run out of this temple?"

The first warrior monk, with an extremely strong figure and clear muscle lines, is like an iron Buddha: "Impossible!" The abbot has always strictly forbidden the monks of the temple to go out, especially the master who is about to "become a Buddha"! Therefore, someone was sent to guard in front of the mountain gate, and once the monks of the temple were found, they would be intercepted immediately! ”

"Senior Brother Huijian, what should we do now?"

Hui Jian was like an iron Buddha, frowning, and said angrily: "Quick! Close the mountain gates! ”

"What about the pilgrims?"

Hui Jian's eyes rolled wildly, and he brewed out: "Let's just say that the temple will find a way, and before finding people, let them all live in the temple!" ”

"But how can there be so many rooms?"

Hui Jian smiled, and the ring scar on the top of his head was clear, as if he had just been burned: "The pilgrims are pious, so they naturally have to contribute money and efforts before the festival, and if they see who donates more, they will arrange a side room to live in." If you donate less......"

A group of monks gathered around Hui Jian and hurriedly echoed.

"Those who donate less can live in a firewood house!"

"There are also outside the hall and in the open air, which can be arranged!"

……

Ji Yuan took the old monk and hid on the high beams of the Tianwang Palace, and saw the warrior monks close the mountain gate, and evacuated the lively crowd around them.

The old monk seemed to be a little afraid of heights, or he had never dared to stand on top of the head of the gods and Buddhas, his body trembled slightly, and his mouth made a "woo" sound.

Ji Yuan made a silent gesture from him, and comforted him in a low voice: "Master don't be afraid, no matter what happens, as long as you follow me, you will be fine!" ”

The old monk's eyes were dim, as if they were covered with a layer of wind and frost. He nodded stiffly, as if he could see that Ji Yuan was not mortal.

The two of them stayed on the beams of the house for five or six hours at a time.

Perhaps after many years of meditation, the old monk closed his eyes and crossed his knees, gradually calmed down, and nurtured his spirit.

This is hard for Ji Yuan, he can't sit on the beam, he can't stand, he is so anxious that he scratches his ears and cheeks.

But the sun refused to set for a long time, and the sky never got dark.

……

I don't know how long it took, Ji Yuan actually fell asleep, and someone seemed to be shaking himself in his dream.

He rubbed his eyes and woke up to find that it was completely dark.

The old monk woke up Ji Yuan, and slowly gestured in his hand, as if he couldn't speak.

Ji Yuan also noticed this, and asked with some disappointment: "Master, you can't speak?" ”

The old monk pointed to his mouth and opened it to Ji Yuan. The teeth inside are intact, but the tongue is missing, as if someone has uprooted them!

Ji Yuan gasped and asked cautiously, "The temple pulled out your tongue!" ”

The old monk's eyes were shining, like mist, and like tears. He nodded with difficulty, then reached out and pointed outside.

Ji Yuan patted the old monk on the shoulder, comforting him and taking him out: "Master, I still have something to investigate when I come to the Golden Buddha Temple!" Please wait for me on the beam. I've figured things out, I'm going to take you out! ”

Just as Ji Yuan wanted to turn over and jump to the ground, the old monk grabbed him.

The old monk pointed to himself, and then to Ji Yuan.

Ji Yuan asked tentatively, "Are you going to take me to see something?" ”

The old monk nodded again, and there seemed to be some other light in his eyes besides wanting to escape from here.