The smiling old man put his hands behind his back, walking unhurriedly, and he walked through a large area of Buddhist halls and monks' houses along the way, and he never went in to take a look. If it weren't for the fact that he had been trapped in the dark and cold and damp ground cave for a hundred years, and there was not much left of his cultivation that had been consumed, he wouldn't have bothered to take a look at this chicken-like secret realm of Buddhism for the sake of the Buddhist treasure that could help him recover his cultivation.

Although he knew in his heart that there were a few Buddhist secret treasures hidden in this secret realm, those things were really of no use to him at all, and if he held them in his hands, he would be contaminated with the invisible cause and effect that Buddhism pays most attention to, and damaged the avenue under his feet. Therefore, most of the great monks in Middle-earth who have truly attained great ways of attaining the Tao are respectful of the things of the Buddhist family.

The old man wandered all the way to the hinterland of this Great Compassion Temple, the most majestic and magnificent Daxiong Treasure Hall in the Buddhist Temple, and there was no monk who was not long-eyed to disturb him, after all, the decisive torture and killing at the foot of the Lotus Mountain made everyone avoid this old man.

The Daxiong Treasure Hall is solemn and solemn on a huge blue brick pedestal. The six red pillars on the front are enough for two people to hug, the door is divided through the window, and the stone drum at the bottom of the red pillar is carved with eight auspicious treasures of Buddhism. The glazed tiles on the top of the main hall are fired by a secret method, crystal clear and colorful, the auspicious clouds and beasts at the corner of the eaves are shocking in all directions, and the eaves are full of gold wind chimes hanging in a circle, and the sound is pleasant to the ear.

Standing at the foot of the steps, looking at this Daxiong Treasure Hall that had not been destroyed by the treasure hunters who had come here for some reason, he said disdainfully: "This monk is really rich." ”

The old man looked at the majestic Daxiong Treasure Hall and said secretly: "Look at the bright lights in this hall, which will not be extinguished for ten thousand years, presumably the lotus heart treasure lamp must be hidden here." ”

At this time, fierce battles were being staged in the Great Compassion Temple, and perhaps it should be said that it was more appropriate to chase and kill.

Because Han Fengge's whereabouts were unknown, Yun Fei and Cheng Jian, who had been secretly with him, decided to start cleaning up all the monks in the secret realm who could threaten Han Fengge.

A sword light flashed, and the dilapidated monk's house collapsed with a bang. The Mind-Fixing Monk, who had fallen heavily to the ground and exhausted his life's accumulation, barely took the sword just now and saved his life, looked at the slender figure holding the frost cloud sword in the smoke and dust in despair.

As a casual cultivator who cultivates the Dao and settles his mind, he can be regarded as a leader, of course, he also clearly knows the hardships and helplessness on this road to heaven, even if the luck of the past has made him turn danger into danger many times on the road of cultivation, but today this time he can't escape this catastrophe no matter what.

Although the path of cultivation was originally a big wave of sand, and he knew that he might not necessarily be the last grain of gold left, he was still unconvinced, and he was still unwilling. Why? Why did he have been cautiously avoiding those guys who he couldn't afford to provoke before entering the secret realm, and in the end, he still ended up like this? Even if he killed the Sea Viewing Realm monk who was only a little faster than him and took that dispensable magic weapon, how could he have provoked the killing star in front of him? If you want what I have in my hand, I can offer it with both hands, but why does this young man who has already shocked everyone with a sword on the edge of the stone bridge insist on killing himself without looking at the orb in his hand?

The monk who was in a state of mind stood up with difficulty, bent his waist and stared at Yun Fei and asked, "Why me, why kill me?"

When the smoke and dust cleared, Yun Fei walked up to him with the Frost Cloud Sword and said, "No, you're not the only one. ”

The monk seemed to understand the meaning of these words, gave up his resistance, and said sadly, "It is not because you want to kill me, but because you want to kill me." “

The sword light flashed away, Yun Fei glanced at the monk who fell to the ground, did not pick up anything, did not stop for a moment, and hurried in the other direction non-stop, he had to be faster, there were too many people in this secret realm.

The old man stopped and looked back behind him, the sword light that kept flickering and the lives that disappeared one by one made him very puzzled. Could it be that something happened in this secret realm, or are those two boys simply crazy and crazy? Don't care about this for now, this bad old man has supported those uncompetitive loose cultivators for most of his life, and in the end he can't stand up straight, and in the end he has to worry about those white-eyed wolves? Hmph! Get that thing first, and then find a place to restore cultivation. If his identity is exposed now, with his current appearance, there are many white-eyed wolves who want to bite off a piece of meat on his body.

Thinking of this, the old man with a smile on his face turned his head, no longer paying attention to who was dead or alive behind him, and pushed open the huge wooden door and walked into the hall of the Great Hero.

Monk Hongguang, dressed in a big red robe, walked out of the Great Compassion Pavilion, gently closed the door, looked at the small but very clear light like a bean in the dense fog, and muttered: "It's not in the Great Compassion Pavilion, Master, you really know how to hide things, is it really accurate little monk I am too timid to go to the abbot's courtyard to see?

Monk Hongguang, as the last person to walk out of the Heavenly King Palace, was the first to walk to the Great Compassion Pavilion at this time.

Like the smiling old man, Hongguang's trip is also an inevitable thing. For that thing, his master had been searching for hundreds of years. And the last time my master also came to this little lotus secret realm, but he was stopped by someone at that time, and he only walked to the glass pagoda, and returned with serious injuries because of a fight.

Although Monk Hongguang came here on the orders of his master, knowing that it must be in this Little Lotus Secret Realm, he still didn't want to easily provoke the courtyard that made him fearful.

"It seems that I have to go to the scripture building to take a look, if there is really not, I can't say that the little monk has to go to the abbot Zen temple with all his might. After speaking, the Hongguang monk sighed and walked towards the deepest part of the Great Compassion Temple.

Yunfei met a very good opponent, not because the opponent was strong enough to compete with him head-on, but because that guy was too good at escaping and hiding. And the monks who are usually good at escaping for their lives are also good at killing people and goods, holding back, killing with one blow, and then fleeing away. There is such a character who is very dangerous in the secret realm, and he must be found and solved.

Yun Fei felt the movement and spiritual power fluctuations around him as he walked, and the strange person's aura completely disappeared, which made him feel a sense of frustration that a punch landed in the air.

In desperation, Yun Fei had no choice but to stop insisting, turned around and went up the wall and disappeared on the other side of the wall. After about a quarter of an hour, behind a cypress by the wall, a light and shadow distorted and flickered, and a panting young monk appeared behind the tree. After making sure that the killer who had been chasing after him was gone, the monk cautiously followed the root of the wall into the distance.

Just when the young monk had just walked out of more than ten feet, a cold voice came from the wall above his head: "I didn't expect you to be unable to bear it in the end." ”

The monk's heart suddenly struck, but he didn't stop at his feet, and slammed into the monk's house next to him. At the same time as he crashed into the monk's house, a sword light slashed on the monk's house, but at the same time that the monk's house was destroyed by the sword light, the young monk didn't care about the sword that was slashed behind his back, and used a secret method to hide his body, and fled into the distance, the speed was so fast that Yun Fei was quite shocked.

The young monk who ran wildly on the road, and Yun Fei, who was in hot pursuit, chased and fled, and soon came to the outside of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The big one, all-encompassing, the male, intimidating the demons. In the hall of the Mahavira Treasure, the number of the Buddha is enshrined in the Mahavira. The one on the left is dedicated to the Buddha of the past, and the ancient Buddha lit the lamp. On the right is enshrined Maitreya Buddha, a disciple of Shakyamuni, who is the Buddha of the future. The past, present, and future are the three Buddhas of the three worlds.

The Daxiong Hall is the core of the Dabei Temple, and it is also the place where the monks in the temple gather to practice in the morning and evening.

The smiling old man stood in front of the huge incense case, his eyes were red and he looked at a very inconspicuous oil lamp placed in front of the ancient Buddha, his nose was slightly open, and his breath was short.

"That's it, the symbiotic natal thing of the ancient Buddha, I can't imagine that Padmasambhava really has the ability to bring it to Middle-earth, and it is not in vain that the old man took great pains to come to this little lotus secret realm of Laoshizi. ”

The treasure was in front of him, and the smiling old man raised his leg and jumped onto the pedestal of the Buddha statue, reaching out to grab the ancient lamp of the lotus heart. Just as he was about to succeed, a golden light shot from the top of the hall on the old man's head. A solemn voice echoed in the main hall: "What kind of demon, dare to come and steal my Buddha's holy relics, and die quickly!"

The old man knew that such a treasure would never be easy to get his hands on, so he was already on guard when he jumped onto the base of the Buddha statue. When the old man saw the golden light coming, he smiled, stretched out to avoid the golden light, and continued to grab towards the treasure lamp.

However, the golden light missed the blow, and he refused to give up, and countless golden lights shot down from the top of the main hall, shooting at the old man who was forced back to the center of the main hall from all directions.

The old man's face was calm, unhurried, and his feet kept changing directions, and his big sleeves waved again and again to block the golden light in the sky. For a quarter of an hour, there was no more golden light above his head.

But the old man did not take it lightly, on the contrary, he concentrated on observing the movements around him.

At this moment, a golden light flashed on the chest of the Buddha statue enshrined in the center of the main hall, and the 'swastika' character that could have been on the chest of the Buddha statue broke away from the Buddha statue and smashed down towards the smiling old man.

Lao Zhao had already prepared, pinched the magic trick with his left hand, and raised his right hand, and a Taiji diagram phantom appeared out of thin air in front of him, to resist the smashing 'swastika' character print.

Two Dharma seals, a Buddhist 'swastika' character seal, and a Taoist Taiji diagram, crashed once, and the huge roar shook the ground above the hall.

The old man's body shook slightly, and finally stabilized his figure. The old man smiled disdainfully and said, "Hmph! Old bald donkey in the West, how can the Buddha light of your Buddhist 'swastika' be compared with my Taoist Taiji diagram." ”

Seeing that there were no traps above the main hall, the old man laughed, waved his robe, and the seemingly ordinary treasure lamp flew to the old man as if it was being held by someone's hand.