This stupa seems to have been sealed in dust for too long, and the marks are mottled and covered with dust.

Although the outside of the stupa has been turned upside down, the inside of the stupa is quite peaceful, with a Buddha candle lit at the top, sprinkling radiance.

Feng Feiyun followed the wooden staircase and finally climbed to the top of the pagoda, and did not encounter formations and unknown creatures along the way, which was completely unexpected.

But when he climbed to the top of the stupa, everything was even more unexpected.

"Crackling!"

On the wooden floor there was a pile of flames, and on top of the flames was a huge scorpion, about the size of a man's head, which had been charred and emitted white smoke, emitting a meaty aroma.

The one who roasted the scorpion was a great monk, who was eight feet tall, with a burly body, and the shackles on his body were very wide, exposing most of his chest.

I saw that there was a tattoo on his chest, a black dragon with teeth and claws on the left, and a fierce and hideous white tiger on the right.

A monk has tattoos on his body, and at first glance he is not a good person, just like a gang boss.

What's more, this great monk also used his Zen staff as a barbecue tool, and roasted it even more scorpion meat, and his arms as thick as a bucket rotated, while roasting meat, he drank wine in a big gulp.

The wine and meat monk sat on the wooden board without any scruples, turned his fat head and big ears, and made a smile at Feng Feiyun that he thought was very friendly, but that smile looked in Feng Feiyun's eyes, but it was like a butcher sneering hideously.

"Brother Feiyun, this monk won't let me go, you save me!" Feng Yuxue shrank in the corner, obviously terrified of the great monk.

Feng Feiyun glanced at it slightly, then bowed his hand, and said respectfully: "The predecessor is a person in Buddhism, why should he embarrass a little woman, this is not the style of people in Buddhism." ”

The big monk looked up again and said with a smile: "Little donor, this is a bad word, what do you see about me that has the style of a Buddhist person?"

As soon as the great monk spoke, it was even more surprising, his voice was so old and powerful, like an old man who was about to die, and his tiger-backed body did not match at all.

"This ......" Feng Feiyun was angry for a while, this wine and meat monk looked like a generation of fierce monks, and if he could come to the temple and pagoda, he must be a strong man with advanced cultivation, but he must not be provoked.

Since you can't come hard, you can only come soft.

Feng Feiyun smiled and walked over while observing the environment in this pagoda.

There is a Buddha candle lit in the center of this stupa, and I don't know what the Buddha candle is made of, and it will never be extinguished.

In addition to the Buddha candle, there is also a picture carved on the wall, which depicts a monk who has attained enlightenment, wearing a white Buddha robe, holding a cyan Buddha bead like a dragon's eye, and a pair of Buddha eyes with infinite sadness.

Although it is only a picture, the sadness is real, and anyone who sees this picture can't help but be infected by it.

"Cooked, cooked, girl, do you want to eat?" called the great monk.

Feng Yuxue just glanced at the scorpion, and she wanted to vomit nauseously, so she naturally shook her head desperately, her eyes were closed tightly, and she obviously didn't want to look at it.

"It's a pity that no one dares to share this delicious food with the poor monks. The great monk paused, obviously very disappointed.

"I'm here to taste it with my seniors. Feng Feiyun sat down beside the great monk, ripped off the tail of the scorpion on the Zen staff, and threw it directly into his mouth.

Originally, he thought that the scorpion meat would be extremely unpalatable, but after chewing it twice, it was delicious.

"Good meat, the predecessors deserve to be famous barbecuers. Feng Feiyun exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.

"Ha Luha! The meat roasted by my wine and monk is naturally the best in the world, even if it is the chef of the daughter of Shendu, he is not as beautiful as me. The great monk also laughed, obviously liking others to praise him for the beauty of his barbecue.

Feng Feiyun was surprised and said, "The senior's name is Wine and Meat Monk?"

"No, no. The great monk shook his head repeatedly.

Feng Feiyun couldn't help laughing at himself, how could he ask such a stupid question, how could there be a monk in the world called a wine and meat monk?

"The poor monk's Dharma name is 'wine and meat'. The wine and meat monk said very seriously.

Burst!

Feng Feiyun almost vomited out the scorpion meat he had just eaten, this great monk is really called a wine and meat monk!

The wine and meat monk stood by the fire, his face was round, his face was solemn, as if he was recalling something, and said: "My master led me into Cangsheng Temple back then, and before I had time to give me the Dharma name, I had already passed away. This 'wine and meat' law is actually my own. ”

Which big temple is Cangsheng Temple? Feng Feiyun had never heard of it, but he only felt that it was broken by this wine and meat monk again.

Feng Feiyun always felt that this wine and meat monk was a little nervous, and he didn't want to spend it with him anymore, and said: "The predecessor is a master of Buddhism, how can he imprison a little girl like this, this important matter has spread out, not only affecting the reputation of the master, but also affecting the reputation of Cangsheng Temple!"

Feng Feiyun explained the powerful relationship to the wine and meat monk earnestly, hoping to give this scum of Buddhism to degree.

The wine and meat monk seemed to be remembering in his heart, his voice was old and long, and he sighed: "Cangsheng Temple has sunk into the ground for more than 1,800 years, and there is only one poor monk left in the entire Cangsheng Temple.

"What? This temple is Cangsheng Temple?" Feng Feiyun was surprised.

"What? You want to take me as an apprentice and become a female monk?" Feng Yuxue shook her head vigorously, she didn't want to shave her head to be a monk even if she was killed, how ugly it was! There is absolutely no room for negotiation in this matter.

The wine and meat monk nodded and said, "You have a relationship with the Buddha, and you have the bones of the innate Buddha, if you don't take refuge in my Buddha, it will be a pity." Besides, it's not for you to be a female monk!"

"What's that?" Feng Feiyun also frowned, he naturally didn't want Feng Yuxue to be a monk.

"Nun girl!" the monk took another sip and swallowed the wine in his throat.

Feng Feiyun and Feng Xiangxue were completely speechless to this monk, even if they wanted to accept apprentices, they should have found a man who was dedicated to Buddha, but they just found such a little girl as Feng Xiangxue, which is simply harmful!

But Feng Feiyun can also see that this wine and meat monk does have some tendons, although he seems to be very arrogant, drinking wine and eating meat, but his personality is very stubborn, and once he identifies something, it is difficult to change.

"I don't want to be a female nun, you can kill me!" Feng Shuxue stomped her foot vigorously, and wanted to kick it on the head of the wine and meat monk.

"Sin, sin! As a teacher, he never kills, not even ants. As he spoke, the wine and meat monk took another bite of scorpion meat.

Feng Feiyun smiled: "The scorpion in the hands of the senior, could it be that he crashed into the wall and died?"

"No, no, it was roasted to death by fire, not what the poor monk said. The wine and meat monk said very frankly and seriously, and there was a sad look in the tiger's eyes.

But this sadness soon disappeared again, and he began to eat meat and drink again.

Feng Feiyun thinks that he is a bit ruffian, and he has done a lot of scoundrel things, but today he was completely defeated in front of this wine and meat monk.

"Boom!"

The entire stupa shook violently, the battle outside became more and more terrifying, and countless sword qi scurried in the sky, breaking the stupas one by one and cutting off the bronze Buddha statues.

However, none of these sword qi could enter within ten zhang of this pagoda, and once it hit, it would be offset by an invisible force and turn into wisps of smoke.

Feng Feiyun opened the window of the pagoda and looked outside, only to see that the three giant-level bigwigs had already made their full efforts to attack the Huangni Ancient Well.

The yellow mud ancient well is still not broken, and there is a weeping Qi coming out, condensing into a sword qi battle in all directions.

"Senior, you are the last monk in Cangsheng Temple, do you know what secrets are in the yellow mud ancient well of Lu Dao?" Feng Feiyun asked curiously.

After the wine and meat monk heard the question, he became more serious, put down the scorpion meat in his hand, and then looked at the sad picture on the wall, and then said slowly: "There is a woman buried in that well, more than 1,800 years ago, the host of Cangsheng Temple killed all the monks of Cangsheng Temple in order to save this woman, refined the life essence of a big temple, and refined the immortal spirit spring, wanting to renew the life of that woman." ”