After handing back the seal, Ji Yuan had no idea of leaving any more, and after a few words of advice, he got up and said goodbye to everyone.

Refusing to be retained by a group of people, Ji Yuan stepped directly into the night, but his figure was already far away in a few steps.

For such masters, Du Heng, Wang Ke and others had no way to start if they wanted to send it, but they just chased out two steps, and they couldn't see Ji Yuan's back, so they could only give up and return to the bonfire.

Wang Ke was extremely excited, as if he had obtained the first wooden sword when he was a child, and he couldn't put it down and played with the seal in his hand, and at the same time felt that the seal had really become a lot heavier, not entirely an illusion.

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Yizhou is located between Jizhou and Bingzhou, and Xining Mansion is in the center of Yizhou, in fact, Lu Shanjun has already passed through it once when he came from Jizhou before, but it will be directly over the wind, and it is not clear where Zhao Long is.

In fact, at first, Lu Shanjun wanted to find Zhao Long first, but following this direction, he accidentally went directly out of Yizhou, but he counted the location of Wang Ke and Du Heng, since it happened that these two people were together, fortunately, he went to them first.

Now that he knew that Zhao Long was a monk in Luming Monastery, things were much easier, and Lu Shanjun went to Yizhou again and went straight to Xining Mansion.

When he arrived at Xining Mansion, Lu Shanjun relied on his vague sense to fall outside Daokuan County, and directly entered the county seat where people came and went.

Daokuan County is still relatively lively, and when I entered the city, I saw that there were stalls everywhere, and there were also people carrying burdens and selling some small goods while walking.

Lu Shanjun looked around and saw an old man with some mud on his trouser leg tied with a strap, and a basket selling some sun-dried mountain herbs, so he walked over directly.

"Hey, this scholar, are you going to buy herbs? Old man, my herbs here are all picked in the mountains, and they will be much cheaper than those in the pharmacy, if you have a prescription, I can show you according to the prescription, and if there is a complete one, you can go to the pharmacy to grab the medicine, and you can also save a lot of copper coins!"

The old man was obviously familiar with the herb business, and before Lu Shanjun could speak, he said these words in one go.

Lu Shanjun smiled, took out a Wutong treasure from his arms, and when he entered the world, he had naturally already exchanged some silver coins for Dazhen, and after taking out the copper coins, he handed it to the old man and asked.

"Boss, I'm asking you about a place, do you know where the small amount of mountain deer Ming Zen Temple is located?"

The old man took the Wutong treasure, weighed it, and did not reply immediately, but picked and chose in the basket, and finally took out a small bag of things wrapped in unknown dried leaves.

"Give, dry wolfberry, this is called wolfberry in the pharmacy, good thing, it is enough for you to make tea seven or eight times, very nourishing, often eat to strengthen the muscles and bones and withstand the cold and heat, hey, it can also be aphrodisiac, young people can also use it, the amount of five cents, Tong Su is not bullied, go to the pharmacy to buy such a pack, there are no two as Wutongbao can not take it." ”

Lu Shanjun watched the old man put the medicinal materials in his hands, looked at him and then looked at the medicinal materials, and waited for the other party's words.

The old man made a business, stroked his beard and smiled.

"I know that there are two mountains with similar names in our Xining Prefecture, one is a small Liang Mountain in Yongtong County, and the other is a small amount of mountains south of this county, the former is rich in epimedium, eucommia, dogwood, He Shou Wu, and Huang Jing, the latter is much deeper, in addition to conventional medicinal materials, you can also dig up old mountain ginseng, and even mountain king ginseng, you have to ask others, the Luming Zen Temple that you scholar asked, should be a temple in a small amount of mountains in the south of the county, but it is not the same as in the past. ”

The old man sold a pass, and when he saw that Lu Shanjun's face was calm and almost expressionless, he continued.

"This Luming Zen Temple has long been renamed, now called Daming Temple, there are not many people who know before, there are very few people who go, and now there are fewer people who know, it is strange to say, this temple is like not caring much about incense, building a temple built so deeply. ”

Lu Shanjun thought for a while, and only after his eyes flashed did he thank the old man.

"Thank you, old man, for telling me. ”

"You're welcome, the scholar is good, if you think this dried wolfberry has a good effect, come back next time!"

Lu Shanjun just said "certainly" twice, and then left quickly, leaving the county seat directly under his feet, and heading to the south of the county with a vague feeling.

At the same time, Lu Shanjun was also thinking in his heart, since Zhao Long became a monk, he should be similar to Luo Ningshuang's husband and godson, it is not a sin, it can be seen that he always has to see him.

The distance is not too far, plus Lu Shanjun walked against the wind, it didn't take long to reach Xiaoliang Mountain, and finally after some searching, he saw the outline of the temple hidden in Xiaoliang Mountain in the air.

This temple looks a little extraordinary, and deep in the mountains it seems to be one with the mountain, and it is easy to skip it at once.

Falling from the sky, after gathering the breath, go to the current Daming Temple, although it is in the deep mountains, but there are steps far away outside the temple, and there are thousands of steps in a rough calculation.

"When...... While...... When ......"

The faint sound of the bell came, Lu Shanjun frowned and looked up, looking in the direction of the temple, every time the bell rang, there was a vague wheel of light overflowing, and at the same time, the bell seemed to become louder.

"It seems that this Buddhist temple is not an ordinary temple of incense, but a place where the practice of the law of King Ming is really placed!"

Lu Shanjun knows a lot about worldly things, after all, there have been many ghosts, from peddlers and pawns to scholars and mountain guests, and he has learned a lot of things, but he doesn't know much about things in the cultivation world, mainly from his own teacher.

And some of the things in the Buddhist temple also know some, understand that the Buddhist temple is also divided into two kinds, some have their own appearance, although there is a statue of the Ming King, but there is no Ming Wang Law, perhaps there are some temples that purely deceive the believers, specially for the purpose of collecting money; and a very small part is a place of real practice, and there may even be a Ming King incarnated in the temple.

Since it may be a place of real cultivation, Lu Shanjun is also a lot more serious, and when he climbs the stairs, he also adjusts his mood, arranges his clothes, and walks to the temple gate with a more respectful attitude, where there is a monk who looks to be over half a hundred years old leaning against the door with a big broom and dozing off.

"When ......"

The bell rang again, and the monk woke up to see a man in a green shirt standing outside the door.

"Uh, good Daming King Buddha, this benefactor is here to offer incense to my Daming Temple?"

The monk looked at Lu Shanjun and there was no one behind him, it seemed that this young man came alone, and he was not a woodcutter, walking alone in this deep mountain wearing this clothes, a little strange.

Lu Shanjun bowed respectfully.

"This master, in Xialu Shanjun, came to your temple to visit an old man, he is here in the Chu family, and the common name is Zhao Long. ”

"Zhao Long?"

The monk scratched his head.

"Do you know what his name is?"

Lu Shanjun shook his head, Du Heng didn't say it before, he didn't pay attention to this, and he didn't ask.

"Oh, then you come in first, take a sip of tea and rest, and I'll help you ask. ”

"Okay, thank you. ”

Lu Shanjun replied with a smile, and raised his feet to step into the temple.

"Woohoo......"

A melodious deer roar sounded from the temple.

Brush~

A white light flashed, sweeping directly to Lu Shanjun, and between the bounces of light and shadow, Lu Shanjun seemed to have hit a big wave head-on, and was directly swept away outside the temple gate.

The monk at the door was taken aback, seeing that Lu Shanjun was suddenly bounced away, his body was already in the air, and there were countless steps below, if he fell down like this, he would definitely be injured.

"Hey, donor be careful......"

Before the sound of this call fell, the monk was shocked to see the scholar inverted in the air, as if standing on the ice, and after withdrawing seven or eight feet, his body turned around and fell lightly down to the steps.

"Evil obstacles...... What are you doing in my Daming Temple?"

A loud sound came from inside the temple, and at the same time, there were also bursts of footsteps inside, and it seemed that many people were running towards the temple entrance.

After a while, two rows of monks held sticks or Zen sticks, one left and one right lined up at the entrance of the temple, the root was walked out by three old monks, and all the monks looked at Lu Shanjun under dozens of steps with a serious face.

"Huh, there's no demonic spirit?"

An old monk in the middle was slightly stunned, and then immediately reacted to something.

"No, it's not that you don't have a demonic spirit, but that you are much higher than me! Who are you, a demon or a demon, or some other spirit? Why did you come to my Daming Temple?"

Lu Shanjun looked at the formation of so many monks, swept the left and right cuffs, dusted his trouser legs, and then said.

"Masters, don't be nervous, I'm just here to find someone, his common name is Zhao Long, in your monkhood, he made a promise with me at the beginning, many years have passed, and now I am here to fulfill the contract. ”

The old monk's eyes burst into light, staring at Lu Shanjun.

"At the beginning, Master Huitong said that Jueming was still riddled with calamity, so it turned out that it should be on you?"

"Jueming?Calamity?"

Lu Shanjun squinted at the old monk.

"Hehehe, so to speak, before Zhao Long became a monk, he must have done something that hurt heaven and reason?"

In just one sentence, Lu Shanjun deduced something, otherwise Gao Shen would not have guessed that Zhao Long should be a catastrophe, but a good fate, of course, it may also be that Zhao Long has a lot of fate, and there are other hardships that have not arrived, but Lu Shanjun doesn't believe that there is such a coincidence, at least not now.

"What about Zhao Long? People can come out and talk to me face to face in the temple! Otherwise, even if there is an incarnation of King Ming, a mere temple for cultivating the Dharma may not be able to stop me......

Lu Shanjun's voice fell, and the bell in the temple rang again.

"When ......"

At this moment when the magic light was diffuse, Lu Shanjun opened his mouth and roared.

"Roar————

The shocking roar of the tiger carried the wind and the rolling demonic spirit, washed away the bells of the Buddhist temple, and swept across the temple mountains.