"You seem to look down on me just now. The green turtle's voice rang out again.

Ling Bai felt bad in his heart, and instinctively wanted to lift the seat belt that buckled his waist and abdomen.

"Don't be nervous, it's nothing, my old man has a good temper. ”

The green turtle crawls slowly on the glass, like a gecko swimming in a wall.

This kind of ability can also be done by a kung fu called gecko swimming in the wall, which is not too frightening.

To the horror, the glass cracked, and as it moved slowly, the first crack opened, followed by the second.

Click,

The whole piece of glass exploded.

The green turtle was swept out of the sky by the air current.

"Hey, Wang.... Seniors..."

Ling Bai hurriedly got up, fearing that the thousand-year-old king would fall from the air and fall to his death, and then the Qingcheng faction would find out that the old ancestor had burped, so he still had to fight with him?

The movement here had already alarmed the passengers and flight attendants in the cabin, and after a while, Ling Bai was already surrounded by people.

"What's going on, sir?"

The stewardess asked politely.

"Can I say I don't know what's going on?"

Ling Bai snorted, staring at the clouds, his eyesight far surpassed that of ordinary people, and his eyes were covered with flames, like the fire eyes of a monkey. I saw that on the clouds, a small dark green turtle was lying on the floating clouds, with Erlang's legs crossed, looking like he was wandering outside the world.

"I...."

Ling Bai was speechless.

The plane had been moving forward at this time, and the old turtle had always been at the same level as him.

This guy's speed is comparable to that of an airplane...

At least 600km/h,

That is to say, it only takes less than an hour to get from Qiancheng to Yuzhang County.

Becoming a demon is old, what he said is true.

day

Ling Bai scolded in a low voice.

Above the clouds, he stretched out a claw and poked towards the plane, like Luffy, the rubber man of One Piece.

"WTF, what do we see?" exclaimed a blonde goblin, his chest exposed.

However, at this time, no one admired the body of the ghost guy to avenge his compatriots, and their eyes invariably gathered on the hand stretched out from the clouds.

"Immortals..."

Blink of an eye,

Ling Bai was grabbed by his claws and lifted out directly.

"The gods have arrested people. ”

"It was a monk. ”

"Take a quick picture. ”

The crowd was agitated, completely oblivious to the strong air currents pouring in through the windows.

The sky swirled, and Ling Bai was swept up into the clouds.

He had been in a few dreams, and he wasn't so panicked.

"Old Wangba, you deceive people too much. ”

has just been promoted to a heavenly powerhouse, but he was tricked like this.

Ling Bai boasted that he was also good-tempered, and he was a little annoyed at once, but now was not a matter of life and death, he couldn't control the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife, and with his current strength, he couldn't break free from the claws of the green turtle.

For a while, he was held in the air by the green turtle and thrown around.

Everyone in the cabin watched this scene dumbfounded, and their mouths were wide open and speechless.

The plane landed quickly,

Ling Bai followed all the way to land.

He waited for the plane to come to a stop and the cabin door opened before he was lowered.

"Hey, old Wangba. ”

Ling Bai retched twice, and immediately a large number of people surrounded him.

"Master, were you practicing just now?"

"Master, you were captured by the gods. ”

....

Everyone surrounded Ling Bai and expressed their opinions one after another.

"Yes, I practice. Ling Bai glared at them angrily, one of them moved, dodged and disappeared in place, leaving a dumbfounded person.

.......

Ling Bai got out of the airport, lit a cigarette and smoked it to himself, and it took a long time to calm down.

Lao Wang Ba didn't come with him, and he didn't know where he went.

That's fine, otherwise it's not good to be teased all the time.

waved a taxi, got in the car and told the driver to go to the White Horse Temple.

"Howler. ”

The driver slipped the sign of the empty car and began to talk to the White Horse Temple.

"I don't want to hear it, I'm going to smash the field. ”

Ling Bai's words choked the driver a lot.

He squinted at his white clothes, suddenly realized, and asked, "Master, which temple are you from?"

"Have you heard of the Temple of the Son of Heaven?"

"Who dares to take such a domineering name, don't you kill your head?"

"Hmm. ”

Ling Bai closed his eyes inscrutablely, and the driver stopped talking in interest.

After driving for more than half an hour, Ling Bai opened his eyes and looked out the window and asked, "Where are you?"

"The town of the White Horse Temple is here, and we will go to the temple immediately. ”

"Oh. ”

When Ling Bai came to Luoyang for the first time, he couldn't help but look at the pedestrians on the street.

There are surprisingly many martial artists awakened here, just a few glances, and they see four or five.

White Horse Temple, as a sect that inherits ancient times, has a master like a cloud, and is undoubtedly a Longtan tiger's den.

"It's here, Master, you're having fun. ”

The driver said meaningfully and pulled over to the side of the road.

Ling Bai hummed lightly, paid the money and got out of the car.

Now it has just arrived at noon, and the tourists in front of the White Horse Temple are full of tourists, all of whom are tourists who come from all over China.

There are two stone lions standing at the door of the temple, and there are tall stone horses on both sides, and the sound of the bell is coming, which makes people feel peaceful.

The whole temple of the White Horse Temple sits in the north and faces south, and is a long courtyard. The main buildings include the Tianwang Palace, the Great Buddha Palace, the Daxiong Treasure Palace, the Receiving Palace, the Pilu Pavilion, etc., all of which are listed on the central axis of the north-south direction. Although it is not the "old style of Xiyi Tianzhu" when it was founded, the temple site has never been moved, so the platform and well of the Han Dynasty are still faintly visible. There are five major halls and four courtyards, as well as east and west wings.

Ling Bai followed the visitors in the temple and couldn't help but sigh for a while.

People are more popular than dead people, look at his dojo, tsk, tattered, people here are antique and magnificent, or scenic spots.

Incense or something, naturally came.

That's the bottom line.

However, the heritage of Landa Temple has completely disappeared in the long river of history, leaving him with nothing more than an empty shell.

After two circles, he came to the front of the Buddha hall.

Outside the door, two monks are standing to maintain order at the scene and guide visitors to make incense.

Seeing Ling Bai, both of them were stunned, and immediately returned to normal.

White Horse Temple is one of the best temples in Buddhism, and it is not surprising that there are countless monks who come to make pilgrimages.

"The two teachers and nephews are good. ”

Ling Bai bowed slightly to the two of them, and walked into the hall.

The two looked at each other, what the hell is the nephew?

Looking at his appearance, he is only in his twenties, and he should be the youngest.

I don't have such a cheap deal.

The two monks glanced at each other and followed into the hall, but saw Ling Bai sitting on the futon like his own home, looking at the Buddha Shakyamuni above and avoiding contemplation.

"This monk, this place is not for tourists to stay. One of them sneered and said coldly.

Ling Bai turned his head and frowned, "Isn't the Buddha just worshipped?

The monk looked stunned, and when he saw the ring scar on Ling Bai's head, he was shocked, the monk with twelve ring scars, he had seen it for the first time.

"This master, dare to ask the Fa number?"

"Old Shakya!"