Wang An and Xiao Ruoli came to the bottom of the steps of the main hall, looked up, and saw the words "Zen Heart Palace" hanging on it, the font was simple, exuding a strange rhyme.

As soon as he stepped into the door, a strong smell of sandalwood filled the air.

"Haha, welcome guests, the arrival of Taoist friends really makes the Han Temple shine!" At this moment, a hearty laugh came out of the hall.

Immediately after, an old monk in a red robe walked out, his robe embedded in passionflower, scorching the hanging pearl star and elephant. There is a night pearl in the four corners, and an emerald is collected between the tops; although there is no full light of the original body, there are also eight treasures of life, which looks gorgeous and abnormal.

This monk has a white beard, but the skin on his face is like a baby, which can be broken by blowing. The spiritual pressure emanating from his body was as vast as an abyss, as if he was an old monster with the twelfth layer of God Transformation.

In Xiao Jin's eyes, this monk was surrounded by that breath of Xuanhuang, and there was a steady stream of breath gathered on him between heaven and earth.

At this time, Xiao Jin finally understood why, the Xuanhuang aura emitted by the mortals outside when they prayed would always gather in the inner courtyard, and it turned out that this person was all doing trouble.

"Junior Wang An visits his seniors, dare to ask his seniors, but is it the host of Tianlong?" Wang An and Xiao Ruoli bowed their hands and said with a positive face.

The other party is deaf, and he needs to use divine sense to talk, and Wang An has already found out before.

The monk who sent Wang An in bowed slightly to the old monk and turned around and went out.

"Haha, the host of the old man here, the little donor, you have a relationship with the Buddha!"

The old man of Tianlong looked at Wang An with a smile and said, and the next moment there was suddenly a strange look on his face.

It's too late, it's too soon!

I saw that the old man of Tianlong pointed his finger, and a strange rune shot towards Wang An.

A majestic spiritual pressure that destroyed the world rolled over, and at this moment, Wang An instantly felt a suffocating breath rushing towards his face.

"Buzz!"

To Wang An's surprise, this wisp of rune fell on him, and suddenly a dazzling yellow light erupted, stirring in all directions, and the wisp of rune disappeared with it.

"Senior, what does this mean?" Wang An's figure retreated, the Eight Desolations Heaven-shattering Technique operated, and a majestic spiritual pressure lingered around his body.

"Sure enough, you really have a relationship with my Buddha. Old Man Tianlong didn't seem to hear Wang An's dissatisfied question at all, but laughed to himself.

"You have the power of willingness!Who are you?" The old man Tianlong's eyes changed, and the aura around him instantly became murderous and cold, and he stared at Wang An curiously and asked.

After finishing speaking, the old man of Tianlong pinched the magic in his hand, turned over his hand and took out a mysterious golden bowl, the runes on it flashed, and a strong breath of life lingered on the golden bowl, making people tremble when they heard it.

"Wang An, the rune that this old bald donkey just now is very strange, and it seems to have inspired the Xuanhuang aura that envelops you. The yellow aura on his body was very strong, and the whole person seemed to be in a yellow halo. Xiao Jin suddenly sent a message to Wang An, and quickly said a news that shocked Wang An.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a mighty power of fate fell on Wang An, and the book of asking heaven in his sea seemed to have been strongly provoked, and suddenly there was a buzz, the runes flickered, and the ancient vicissitudes of life seemed to have broken through the fate, and the terrifying life aura of the previous life and the future life suddenly burst out from Wang An.

This breath is like the tide of the Qiantang River, surging, and circles of terrifying waves of qi spread out in all directions.

"Boom!"

The life path aura of the two collided in the void, and an invisible force suddenly burst out, rumbling and thundering echoes in the void.

I saw that the runes around the golden bowl in the old man's hand of the Heavenly Dragon were scattered, and the golden mangs trembled, as if they were about to explode in the next moment.

"Hmph, it seems that your Wuliang Temple is just in vain, a god-transforming monk, if you don't agree with each other, you will shoot at the juniors, is this your style of acting?" Wang An's body moved, and he flashed away with Xiao Ruoli, and looked at the old man Tianlong with a mocking expression.

"Donor, it's the old man who is offended. It's the first time I've seen someone other than the Wuliang Temple who has a lot of wish power, so I'm very curious; Unexpectedly, the donor turned out to be a master of life, which was a surprise to the old man. You can take this pill back, this time there is something but it doesn't matter, if this temple can do it, it will definitely do its best to support it. ”

The old man of Tianlong blushed, laughed awkwardly, and continued shamelessly, this cheeky skin was so thick that Wang An secretly smacked his tongue.

Wang An glanced at the other party hesitantly, and then put away the spiritual pressure on his body and stared at the other party vigilantly.

"The two donors, please!" Old Man Tianlong looked at Wang An's face at this time, and there was already a trace of solemnity.

No matter what Wang An's cultivation is, just by virtue of his life path cultivation, the old man of Tianlong will not dare to despise it, coupled with Wang An's strange willpower, he is really jealous of Wang An.

Wang An and Xiao Ruoli followed the old man Tianlong to a room with a bright window and a huge Zen character hanging.

A low bluestone table, with a bronze teapot on it, a wisp of refreshing tea fragrance wafting in the air, a few yellow futons around the table, Wang An and the three sat at the table in an orderly manner.

"How about the donor try the dragon core grass of Tianlong Temple?" Old Man Tianlong poured Wang An and Xiao Ruoli a cup of tea each, and said with a smile.

"Haha, it's really a blessing to host Tianlong, this tea is full of spiritual energy, I'm afraid that ordinary high-grade spiritual tea can't match this effect!" Wang An couldn't help but praise after taking a sip.

"Host Tianlong, this time the juniors came here just to ask for a copy of the information about the snow capital. Wang An's face suddenly turned straight, and he stared at the old man Tianlong and said word by word.

"Xuedu, you are from Xuedu!" Hearing Wang An's words, the old man Tianlong's face changed slightly, and a spiritual pressure flashed away, staring coldly at Wang An and the two.

"The Tianlong host misunderstood, we are actually from the Yin Netherworld, and we accidentally entered a cave mansion and got a trace of the record of the snow capital, so I want to know if there really is this world. Wang An said quietly.

"I see! Since you want to know, I will tell you what I know......" The old man Tianlong glanced at Wang An and the others in disbelief.

After the narration of the old man Tianlong, Wang An finally confirmed that there was really a snow capital, but at present, the old man of Tianlong did not know where the snow capital was.

However, during the conversation, the old man Tianlong told Wang An that ten years later, in the extreme back of the Central Continent, there would be an ice wheel secret realm born, and it was rumored that there were secrets of the snow capital in it;

"Donor, the old man is very curious, I don't know why there is a wish power in you?" At the end, the old man Tianlong still couldn't help but ask Wang An.

"The wish power you are talking about is the yellow breath that permeates my body? I really don't deserve this, I just have it in a daze. Wang An's eyes moved and he asked curiously.

"The so-called wish power generally requires specific exercises to be refined and used, if the donor is ......" The old man Tianlong looked like he couldn't say anything, and continued to say to Wang An You have a fate with the Buddha, with an old fox-like look on his face.

"Haha, thank you Tianlong for your kindness, the younger generation doesn't want to be a monk to eat fasting and chant scriptures, you better find someone else. Wang An smiled and refused without hesitation

"This elixir is also invited to host the subordinates, and I will say goodbye!"

After Wang An handed over the Qianshou Pill to the other party, his figure flashed and he walked out of the hall with Xiao Ruoli.

"Hehe, little guy, the trajectory of fate on his body is so unpredictable, and it is strangely shrouded in willpower; ”

The old man of Tianlong stared at Wang An's disappearing figure, and a meaningful look flashed on his face.

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