Yishan.

It is estimated that few people know, but this is not Wuyi Mountain, and the two are things that cannot be beaten by eight poles. As the saying goes, the vicissitudes of life, the world is changeable, it is like the flow of stars, the change of dynasties, this is the trend of the times, and like people's birth, old age, sickness and death, grass and trees withered, difficult to change.

But this change, to say the least, has to be thousands of years old.

Think about this life, how short it is, no more than a hundred years, the spring and autumn blink of an eye, a few times, a lifetime is over, how can you have the opportunity to witness the vicissitudes of life.

However, if you don't say that this writing is one of the greatest inventions, you can't see it, but someone must have seen that what rivers are diverted and mountains move by land, there are always sporadic records handed down.

Don't look at Kaifeng now a flat river, there are many pit lakes, only the water does not see the mountain, but if you look up for thousands of years, there are also mountains.

Yishan Mountain is one of them, and it is also known as Yimen Mountain.

Get back to business.

But he said that it was still early, and the sun was hanging high.

On the steps of this mountain, there are two people who are rushing up step by step, but just the two of them, only to see people in front of them, and there are people in the back, some are young ladies who are traveling to the mountain, some are pilgrims who go up the mountain to Li Buddha, and there are three or two men with tigers on their backs, all dressed as hunters, holding steel forks, carrying hard bows, and in groups, with eager faces? But it was the one who received the reward from the yamen.

Su Hongxin saw it in his eyes, only sighed that there are really people who are not afraid of death, and they all say that there is something evil going on this mountain? Far from being afraid, these people are more like they are interested, and they want to join in the fun.

That mandrill has copper skin and iron bones, fights lion and tiger, and can be regarded as fierce and invincible?

Su Hongxin looked at the scorching sun above his head, fortunately, now that the yang energy is full, he is not worried about what will happen.

However, there is another thing that surprised him quite a bit? Just because this spirit is infested? On the mountain where monsters are rampant, there is actually a treasure temple, it is said that less than a year after the temple was built, it is already the peak of incense, and the temple is the only crown? Even the Xiangguo Temple is not as good as that, and it is quite effective to ask God to ask Bu Na.

Chen Lao is a good man? He is used to seeing bizarre and strange things, but he is different from other people who talk and laugh? Along the way, he is just like a thief? Looking left and right? Just like something staring at him in the dense forest of thick shade and green trees?

Walking to the mountainside, as soon as Su Hongxin stopped, he saw the mountain temple yesterday, but he didn't want to go this time, the appearance inside had changed greatly, those corpses were gone, and in the temple, a short white-haired, holding a cane of the land clay statue, was standing in it with kind eyebrows, and the pilgrims in the past also burned incense from time to time to worship, and the ground was full of snacks and fruits, so it was not lively.

Su Hongxin looked at the one-meter-tall clay statue and grinned.

Chen Laoqi on the side looked at him secretly with a probe behind him, and Su Hongxin had already told him what he had encountered in this temple before, which made him very taboo.

"Why is there nothing?"

But seeing that it was completely different from what Su Hongxin said, he was dumbfounded again.

Su Hongxin lowered his eyes slightly, and said softly with interest: "Naturally, it has been replaced, but what I am most curious about now is that temple!"

I think that the spirits and monsters on this mountain are rampant, but the temple is safe and sound, but I am afraid that the monks inside are either high monks or demon monks, or if you are more simply, the people inside are not people.

Of course, this is just Su Hongxin's own speculation, and what the truth is, he has to go up to the ground to be conclusive.

The two followed the pilgrims who went up the mountain for less than half an hour, as the thick shade on both sides became heavier, the cicadas and birds kept singing, and at the end of the mountain path, they suddenly saw the green trees like a cover, the spring stream flowed quietly, and on a flat hill, there was an ancient temple located, the temple door was wide open, and the pilgrims came and went in an endless stream; Su Hongxin looked at the temple, and then turned around to look, far and near to see thousands of miles, the huge Kaifeng, has been in the bottom of the eye, looking away, but it is a vast field, the long wind and clouds, it is difficult to see the whole picture.

"Gather the momentum of the eight directions, look at the small of the world, well, a good place, this monk who built the temple actually understands feng shui!"

Su Hongxin's eyelids jumped.

Looking back, he glanced at the plaque on the head of the temple, and immediately saw the three words leap into his eyes.

"Zenjue Temple!"

Su Hongxin squinted at the temple, but he couldn't help but say "Huh", his eyes flashed again and again, and he lifted it down, but when he saw that above the entire temple, a dense air rushed into the air, gathering and surging, like a sea of smoke, and the momentum was amazing.

This gas is different from the filthy and filthy gas, such as the color of the water, sometimes there is a brilliant light, such as a bear fire shining on the world, misty and misty, so that the whole ancient temple has given birth to an extraordinary change, such as the moon blooming in flowers, making people look at it, and they will be fascinated by it.

"What a strong smell of incense!"

This kind of incense is not strange to him, in the city of Tianjin, the temple of Our Lady also has this incense gas, but unfortunately the resentment is heavier, so that the incense is difficult to gather.

"Alone in the temple, there are really some doorways!"

Even Su Hongxin was not surprised when he saw it.

"Could it be that there really is a virtuous person in here?"

But his heart suddenly shook, and he hurriedly dispelled this thought, and his expression changed slightly. "No, no, there are high monks on this mountain, how can there be goblins in the way?"

After glancing at it, Su Hongxin had already mixed in with the pilgrims and entered the temple, and Chen Laoqi next to him was still following closely. "Childe, is there something wrong in this temple?"

"I don't know!"

Su Hongxin replied.

He looked around, thinking of seeing some clues, but the whole temple was shrouded in the breath of incense, and everything he saw was not the slightest bit unusual, not only that, but he saw that on the Buddha statues in those Buddha halls, the smell of incense was the most intense, like a golden light.

"Good girl, this is really amazing, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a cat, is my surname Su looking away?"

Su Hongxin glanced at it a few times, and was secretly shocked in his heart.

He has seen a lot of evil things, and he still sees this miraculous thing for the first time. Since he embarked on this road, most of the people in the Nine Streams have seen it, but these three religions are mysterious and unpredictable, in fact, to be precise, only this Shijia has never seen a master, and the master of Taoism, the leader of the White Lotus Sect is one, as for Confucianism, there is almost nothing.

Could it be that you are going to meet a Buddhist monk today?

He thought about it here, and at the other end of the courtyard, he had seen a bald man wearing a gray monk's robe and a shaved head walking out in small steps, looking like a middle-aged, sallow complexion, a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and round eyes, and a peaceful face.

Su Hongxin didn't look at it, so he took a look, good guy, I saw that this monk was covered in golden light, and there was a faint glow overflowing, like those monks who became Buddhas and ancestors in myths and strange stories.

Isn't this fucking going to be a Buddha?

He was shocked, and then saw a few more monks come out, but this look was dumbfounded, without exception, all of them were scattered with golden light.

Looking at it, Su Hongxin was sneering.

"One, two, three...... Heptad...... Damn, it's the western sky?"