Back in the temple, Liu Feng controlled Hui Jing, imprisoned her in a secret room, and set up a shielding formation, no one could detect it, and Hui Jing could not contact the outside world.

After that, Liu Feng helped the monk to heal his injuries. Soon, ten days passed, and Monk Konggong's injuries also improved greatly, and he began to self-regulate his pranayama.

Liu Feng was bored, so he wandered around Jiuhua Temple. Because of the identity of the eldest brother of the monk Kong, no one dared to stop him, as long as he saw Liu Feng, he would stop and salute and watch Liu Feng leave.

Jiuhua Temple is very large, a total of nine palaces and eighteen halls have been repaired, and pilgrims are continuous, it is very lively. Liu Feng walked around for three days before he touched the temple in general.

"Huh?"

On the evening of the fourth day, just as Liu Feng was about to return, he suddenly stopped, and his eyes were like torches, shooting into an inconspicuous corner.

Everywhere Liu Feng looked, it was a dilapidated and demolished house on the northernmost side of Jiuhua Temple, where the novice who was responsible for chopping wood worked on weekdays, and no one would pay attention.

Now, it is the evening class time, and all the monks of the temple have gone to the Daxiong Treasure Hall to listen to the lectures of the old monks on duty. Therefore, this firewood room was empty, which made Liu Feng feel very wrong.

At that moment just now, Liu Feng captured a strong man's aura, which was definitely not owned by Xiao Shami. Could it be that in this Jiuhua Temple, there are other strong people?

But if there really is a strong man, how can he be in this shabby firewood house......?

Thinking of this, Liu Feng's eyes lit up, and he muttered to himself: "It must be Master Hui'an, the master of Gong Kong, he is not dead yet, he is imprisoned here by Hui Jing, and he wants to force what he wants." ”

After finishing speaking, Liu Feng dodged into the firewood room.

Sou!

The white shadow flickered, and it appeared in the pyre. Liu Feng looked around, and at the same time opened his divine sense, searching every corner. He concluded that the breath that came and went faster came from this place.

In the room, in addition to the pyre, there are several replaced adobe Bodhisattva sculptures. Each one is about two feet high, lifelike, and the workmanship is good.

Although these statues have been replaced, they are covered with dust, but they are still neatly arranged, fixed to the ground, and will not collapse and be damaged.

After a while, Liu Feng's eyes locked on a Bodhisattva statue, the corners of his mouth raised, and he spoke as he approached: "The arrangement is good, use the replaced Bodhisattva as a cover, and the other monks will naturally not move for half a minute." ”

As he spoke, Liu Feng had already come to this Bodhisattva, and he saw a slight touch and floated onto the Bodhisattva's shoulder. At this moment, Liu Feng saw that there was a slight gap on the head of this Bodhisattva, which could not be identified if he didn't look at it carefully.

Liu Feng used his internal strength, grabbed the hair of the Bodhisattva statue with one hand, and let out a low cry, lifting the top of the head that had been artificially cut, revealing a black hole.

"Sure enough, it's a secret passage. ”

Liu Feng whispered, jumped into the secret passage, and restored the Bodhisattva statue to its original appearance.

At first, this secret passage was vertically downward, five or six zhang long, and had penetrated three or four zhang into the ground. At this time, the slope of the secret passage decreases sharply, and it continues to extend diagonally.

In the secret passage, there is a Changming oil lamp every other zhang, which illuminates the entire secret passage.

Looking at this bottomless secret passage, Liu Feng quickened his pace. After walking for about a cup of tea, Liu Feng caught that breath again.

This time, it was very clear, it did not disappear, and it became more and more obvious, which made Liu Feng more sure of his guess.

"What are you doing here! Get out!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from ahead, full of anger. It seems that Liu Feng is regarded as the person who detains him.

Liu Feng did not stop and continued to move forward. In a short time, he finished walking this secret passage, and suddenly it became clear in front of him that it was a large water prison with a length and width of more than 20 zhang.

In the water prison, there are small barrel-thick iron pillars, accompanied by wrist-sized chains, and other torture instruments, all of which look a little scary.

On the farthest iron pillar, an old monk was tied, ragged and scarred, who must have been severely tortured. Even on his face, there were several imprints, which looked very scary.

The old monk's white beard was half a foot long, but due to serious injuries to his body, he lost his due luster.

"Who are you?" The old monk looked at Liu Feng coldly: "You go back and tell Huijing that brute, don't bother thinking about it anymore, the old man will never hand over the abbot's magic skills to him, and he won't die!"

"You are Master Hui'an?Master Gong's abbot?" Liu Feng floated over as he spoke.

"Hmph! Knowingly asked!" Hui An's face was still cold: "If you want to kill, you will kill, you want to let the old man be fooled?"

Sou!

Liu Feng floated down, stood less than three feet beside Hui An, and said with a smile: "Master, do you think Hui Jing is qualified to let me do things for him?"

After finishing speaking, Liu Feng's momentum rose suddenly, and the kingly aura of the peerless master Great Perfection shrouded the entire water prison.

"...... you" Hui'an looked at Liu Feng in a daze, wanting to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

Judging from Liu Feng's momentum, he is not known how many times stronger than Hui Jing, how could he be Hui Jing's lackey? Who is this person? So young, but so terrifying cultivation, is he ......

The more she thought about it, the more excited Hui'an became, her eyes looked at Liu Feng without blinking, her lips trembled, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

Seeing Hui'an's expression, Liu Feng was also full of doubts, but the most important thing now was to rescue the old monk Hui'an and heal him.

Therefore, Liu Feng smiled and said: "Master, if you have anything to say, let's go out and talk, I'll take you out first, Gong Gong is still waiting for you outside." ”

"What......? Is Gong Gong back?" Hui An's face suddenly sank, and he hurriedly asked, "How is Gong Gong?"

"Master need not worry. Liu Feng smiled: "Let's go out first, come, I'll untie the chain for you first." ”

"Wait!" Hui An stopped Liu Feng, looked at Liu Feng, and said: "This hero, this is the chain of traits, unless you reach the realm of a grandmaster, otherwise, whether you pull or use an ordinary sword, you can't untie it." ”

Saying that, Hui'an gave Liu Feng a lot of time, and then spoke: "If you have a divine weapon, you can naturally unravel it." However, you need the top eighteen artifacts. ”

Hui An said this, half true and half false. The iron chain is a good characteristic, but as long as there are top 50 blades, plus the peerless master's Great Perfection skill, it can also be cut.

said that he needed the first eighteen artifacts, and Hui'an wanted to see if Liu Feng was the person, the person who would appear in the legend. This is a huge secret related to Jiuhua Temple, and Hui'an should not be missed.

From the time Liu Feng exerted his powerful momentum, Hui'an had a strong premonition. This young man in a white shirt is very likely to be that person, the one who can make the secrets of Jiuhua Temple known to the world!