The Hanging Temple is high above the clouds, and there is a vast white space below.

The magnificent Hanging Temple, with a hint of ethereal detachment, is shrouded in a golden Buddha light.

The Buddha bell rang, and there was a sense of Zen.

Three transcendent figures descended on the Hanging Temple, and they saw the dead leaves guarding outside the Buddha Hall.

Withered Leaves sat cross-legged outside the hall, gently turning the Buddha beads in his hands, and looking at the three people calmly......

Half a year has not been seen, and the dead leaves are still the same as they once were.

And the three sages of Anshan, Yanjia, and Qinglianghe in front of him seem to be much older.

It seems that the life span is short, and after the last trip to seize the emperor, it took a lot of vitality.

The sage of Anshan was dressed in a cyan robe and carried a scroll of scrolls on his back.

The sage of the Yan family is an elderly woman, dressed in a plain skirt and holding a splendid umbrella in her hand.

The sage of the Qingliang River seemed to be late in the evening, and his white hair fluttered.

"Venerable, is it right that Su Changsheng is in your Hanging Temple?" The sage old man of Anshan looked at the dead leaves and asked calmly.

The withered leaf shook his head and slowly stood up, "Amitabha, the Immortal Buddha has already left two days ago. ”

Phoenix... Buddha!

The withered leaves are called Su Mo like this, and it seems that the identity of the emperor of the world is not as important as the Buddha in his eyes......

"Aren't you a Buddha who doesn't lie? We know he's in the Hanging Temple, so leave it to us. ”

The sage and old woman of the Yan family said slowly.

"Venerable rest assured, we only want to borrow his worldly luck and never harm him."

Withered Leaf looked at the twilight in the eyes of the three sages, shook his head and sighed: "Amitabha, why make mistakes again and again? ”

There was a sound of footsteps in the hall, and the eighteen Arhats walked out of the hall gate, looking at the three people outside the hall with momentum.

Sanskrit language surrounds the ancient temple, suppressing a trace of the spirit of war.

"It's wrong, it's wrong......" The sage of Qinglianghe looked at Huikong and sighed deeply.

"If it's wrong, it's just wrong."

Withered Leaf clasped his hands together and closed his eyes, "The bitter sea is endless, and the shore is the back." Why be so persistent? ”

The three sages didn't seem to be in a hurry, but looked up at the vast sky a little lonely.

It was as if I could see the double heaven through the heavenly dome......

"I want to go to the fairy land to see it......"

Clang!

The Buddha bell rang, echoing on this hanging temple, and the lingering regrets of the three sages.

"Isn't it just to have a chance to ascend to the Second Heaven to have a look?"

"But the fairy gate won't open, so we can only figure out our own way."

"We're dying, and it's a shame if we can't see that side of the landscape with our own eyes before we die......"

A light breeze blows and blows the four sages in the Hanging Temple.

Withered Leaf sighed, "But, with the luck of the world, can you ascend to the Immortal Realm?" ”

"You have to try, don't you?" The old man of Qinglianghe said.

The withered leaves still shook their heads, "Why bother doing it when you know you can't do it?" ”

The old man of Qinglianghe smiled bitterly: "Obsession, does the Venerable know how many bones there are on the Dengxian Ancient Road?" ”

"Who doesn't know that there is no hope of ascending to immortals?"

The entire Hanging Temple brought coolness, and the sunset shone on the bodies of the three saints, and the reflection was shaky.

It's like the last hope of the three......

The old man of the Yan family shook his head and looked around the Hanging Temple, "We know that the four sages of Fusheng Pass are all here, come out." ”

However, around the Hanging Temple, except for the sound of the wind, there was no response.

After waiting for a long time, the three sages frowned slightly. M.biQuge.biZ

Only then did the withered leaves slowly speak: "The three of you, swaggering towards the Floating Life Pass with three clones, in order to make them think that you have gone to the Floating Life Pass. ”

"Then they will go all out to defend the Fusheng Pass, and then the sky outside the Hanging Temple will be empty, so you can take the opportunity to seize the luck of the world."

The three sages were stunned for a moment, "If His Holiness says this, it proves that several sages in the Fusheng Pass have seen it." ”

"Why didn't they come?"

Because whether they captured the Floating Life Pass or killed Su Mo, they could obtain the remaining half of the world's luck.

The three of them smiled bitterly, we originally thought that they could see such a clumsy method, but we didn't expect that it would be much easier to see this trip.

Venerable Withered Leaves sighed, "There is a strange woman on the Fusheng Pass, she naturally sees it. ”

"But if she sends the Four Saints as you think, then she can't be called a strange woman......"

Sansheng's face changed, and his heart suddenly changed.

In the past six months, the reputation of Fushengguan as a strange woman has already spread all over the world, but he is young but takes care of Fushengguan's absence.

It is rumored that this world-famous strange woman is just a servant girl of Su Changsheng.

Because of this, they followed the strange woman's strategy to make a false shot.

Withered Leaf shook his head, "True and false, false and false, if the poor monk is not wrong, you who come to the Hanging Temple are the doppelgangers." ”

"What you showed was going to the Fusheng Pass with great fanfare, but in fact you really went to the Fusheng Pass."

"The three people who went to the Fusheng Pass are your real bodies!"

"Do you think that the strange woman who is in charge of the Fusheng Pass can see that the so-called layout of the three people going to the Fusheng Pass is a fake, so she will definitely let the Four Saints come to the Hanging Temple."

"You cover up the truth with the truth, and cover the truth with the falsehood, trying to deceive that strange woman."

"However, that strange woman is indeed magical, she has already seen your plans, and she has not sent the Four Saints to ......"

This is a very dangerous move, to swagger to the Fusheng Pass, people will be suspicious, and they will immediately think that the three people who went to the Fusheng Pass are fake, and the three people who came to the Hanging Temple are real.

Based on this layout, the three people who go to the Hanging Temple are the real ones.

The real purpose is to seize the Taoyuan Cave Heaven on the Fusheng Pass, and if you seize the Taoyuan Cave Heaven, you will naturally be able to control the half of the world's luck for a period of time.

However, with such a precise layout, can the young strange woman still see it?

The three sages smiled bitterly, still underestimating the woman.

I never thought that there was such a smart maid beside Su Changsheng.

"So, are the Four Saints of Fusheng Pass really not here?" The sage and old woman of the Yan family asked.

"No!"

Suddenly, a voice came out, and the Book Saint walked out from the side.

"Although Qian'er is very sure of her guess, she still doesn't want to take the risk of immortality, so she let the old man come."

"With me and His Holiness here, the three of you are no longer embarrassed to live forever."

The three sages smiled bitterly, "So, the other three sages are still in the Floating Life Pass. ”

Shusheng smiled and looked at the three sages of the Qinglianghe of the Yan family in Anshan, and shook his head gently, "Not all right, there are three sages guarding the Fusheng Pass, and the other three have gone to the imperial dynasty." ”

"But you can bet on which of the three sages is real!"

The faces of the three sages changed instantly.

This trick is true or false, and the truth is applied to the other body with the method of the other, and the ...... is used She is worthy of being praised by the world as a strange woman.

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