Chapter 148: Jade Guanyin

Click!

The lifelike golden Buddha statue exploded in an instant, shattering into a pile of stones, making the temple tremble, which was covered in cobwebs.

Bell bell ~ bell bell ~

The moment the golden Buddha statue exploded, a rapid bell rang rippled throughout the temple area where Qingyuan Temple was located.

"What happened?"

Many monks who were kneeling cross-legged and chanting sutras were awakened by the sound of the alarm bell, and one by one they looked frightened, stood up very uneasily, and looked in a certain direction of Qingyuan Temple.

"Not good, the icon is destroyed!"

"Demon Invasion!"

"The whole temple is on alert, the devil is invading!"

Devil's Path Invasion! Demon Path Invasion!

All the Buddhist cultivators in Qingyuan Temple were in a panic, with a solemn and solemn look on their faces, gathered in various parts of the temple, and protected the key areas of the temple.

At this moment, Yang Fan was walking at the foot of Hanyuan Mountain, and there were patches of maple trees on the side of the road, and the little county lord and Cheng Yunfei were like birds out of the cage, playing happily.

"Huh?"

Yang Fan suddenly discovered the abnormality of Qingyuan Temple, and when he looked at it, there were suddenly many more monks on the mountain, all of them with solemn expressions and waiting for battle.

These monks were not ordinary people, and they had a special aura on their bodies, most of which were equivalent to the level of Qi refining stage cultivators.

Buddha Cultivation?!

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth pursed slightly, and from the moment he came to Hanyuan Mountain, the Nine Demons Qi was restless, and he was also disgusted with this place.

Buddha cultivation, this is a great enemy of life and death for him, a monk who cultivates peerless demonic skills, either you die or I die.

He also faintly sensed that the abnormal changes in Qingyuan Temple might be related to the changes in the Nether Demon Flame in his body.

At this moment, the auspicious aura that shrouded the top of Hanyuan Mountain had been broken by a discordant aura and had become chaotic.

"Hey, hey. Yang Fan was secretly happy, but on the surface, he walked quietly towards the top of the mountain.

"Who is the devil, who dares to disturb the peace of my Qingyuan Temple!"

At this moment, a voice full of infinite majesty and solemnity rippled throughout the entire Hanyuan Mountain.

Airplanes!

A faint golden Buddha light extends from the sky, dyeing the clouds in half of the sky into pale gold, like the boundless shore, making people look up and look forward to it.

But the strange thing is that the mortals on the mountain still worship the Buddha and burn incense as usual, as if they did not hear this sound and did not see the scene on the horizon.

"Huh, the clouds in the sky. ”

Cheng Yunfei looked at the sky strangely and rubbed his eyes.

"Heavenly?" the little county lord raised his head and said angrily, "Nothing!"

"Maybe it's my hallucination!"

Cheng Yunfei was at a loss, touching the back of his head, very puzzled, and said to himself: "I obviously saw a layer of golden light on that cloud, why is it gone?"

Syllable!

The little county lord stretched out his hand and knocked him, and snorted: "Stupid and nervous, give me a good life to lead the way in front." ”

Cheng Yunfei smiled wryly, shook his head, and didn't know how to explain.

He understood that the senses of immortal cultivators were far beyond those of mortals. Some things that mortals can't see, but immortal cultivators can perceive.

He was sure it wasn't a hallucination.

"Maybe my realm is not enough......" Cheng Yunfei thought of this, turned his eyes to Yang Fan, and found that there was no vision on the other party's face.

In fact, Yang Fan was extremely uncomfortable at the moment, and when his majestic voice sounded, a nameless pressure overwhelmed him, and the Nine Nether Demon Qi and Nether Demon Flame in his body were also honest.

Yang Fan had already run the "Dead Wood Gong" to the limit, and concealed the magic skill without revealing it.

Not only that, but his body is rippling with a breath of tranquility and nature, which is integrated with the surrounding environment.

Yang Fan found that the power of the "Immortal Hongjue" could still be tolerated with the peaceful atmosphere of the Buddhist family, regardless of each other.

In this case, he is more like a monk who cultivates the righteous path, and even closes to the tolerant Qingning of Buddhist exercises.

Not long after that voice sounded, Yang Fan faintly sensed a wave of divine consciousness sweeping over him.

The realm of that divine consciousness was much higher than him, but Yang Fan was in the natural realm of omniscience and harmony at the moment, and he felt the existence of this divine consciousness.

Fortunately, the divine consciousness only froze in him for a moment, conveying an aura of friendliness, and then immediately left, sweeping towards the other areas.

After a long time, the pale golden halo on the clouds in the sky disappeared, and a peaceful aura filled this Pure Land of Buddhism.

At this moment, the voice sounded again: "Silence!

At the sound of "snort", all the Buddhist cultivators who had been waiting for the battle retreated one after another.

When everything was over, Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief and began to strictly control the Nine Nether Demon Qi and Nether Demon Flame in his body, preventing them from making any more abnormal movements.

Fortunately, whether it is the Nine Demon Qi or the Nether Demon Flame, they are all under Yang Fan's absolute control, and they also seem to be quite psychic, and after that, they are honest, dead and silent.

"How do I feel like something just happened?"

The little county lord looked at the quiet and peaceful Pure Land of Buddhism, and said with a confused expression.

"Something must have happened!"

Cheng Yunfei nodded, and then asked Yang Fan, "Brother Yang, have you found anything?"

He knew that Yang Fan's realm was higher than him.

"Yes. Yang Fan replied.

"What did you find?" The little county lord's eyes lit up: "Pharmacist Yang is really not an ordinary person. ”

The eyes of both of them were fixed on Yang Fan's face, and they said in anticipation. Just now they all felt that something was wrong, especially as Cheng Yunfei.

"I found ...... The view is nice...... Tranquility, harmony, serenity, what do you think?"

Yang Fan looked at the scenery on Hanyuan Mountain with an obsessive face.

"Forehead ......"

Cheng Yunfei and the little county lord looked at each other, and then nodded heavily, looking a little weak.

"Okay, you guys go quickly, I want to pay a visit to this Buddhist holy place in Qingyuan Temple. ”

Yang Fan said expectantly, and then began to speed up his walking, regardless of whether the two of them could keep up or not.

"Hey! Wait!"

The little county lord hurriedly sped forward, almost not keeping up.

"You...... Carry me!"

The little county lord grabbed Cheng Yunfei and said angrily.

"Why me?" Cheng Yunfei had no choice but to follow her request, squatting down, and chasing after Yang Fan with this elf-quirky little county lord on his back.

Yang Fan was secretly happy in his heart, walking quickly in front, his breath was long, and he was extremely relaxed, like taking a leisurely walk, but Cheng Yunfei was very depressed in the back.

After running for more than ten miles in a row, and carrying a person on his back, he, a rookie in the early stage of qi refining, was really a little difficult.

"It's the place!" Yang Fan glanced at him with a smile and stopped suddenly.

"Ouch!"

The body suddenly stopped, Cheng Yun flew forward for a while, but the body of the little county lord on his back couldn't stand the habitual surname, and leaned forward, with a lot of strength.

Thump!

The tragedy happened again, the two threw themselves to the ground, and the little county lord pressed on Cheng Yunfei's body and threw him into a dog and.

Immediately, the people who worshiped the Buddha and burned incense all looked at these two people with strange eyes.

"Stupid, it's all your fault!"

The little county lord was extremely annoyed, and when he felt the eyes of everyone around him, his face suddenly turned red, and he kicked him a few times.

Whew!

Cheng Yunfei let out a few screams.

The little county lord was not angry, and he was ready to beat people.

"Calm. Yang Fan said calmly: "This is the Pure Land of Buddhism. ”

"Ah...... Yes, yes!" Xiao Jun struck a spirit, and hurriedly withdrew his hand and let go of Yunfei.

"It deserves to be the Pure Land of Buddhism......"

Yang Fan scanned the majestic temples and Buddha statues in front of him with a strange gaze, as if he had seen something unusual.

In his field of vision, this Qingyuan Temple is shrouded in a layer of invisible auspicious qi, faintly visible Buddha light, in addition, the sound of the bell ringing in the long distance, the endless rippling extension of the ears, appeasing the soul of the person, and even some concentrating and clearing the heart.

This is the Buddha!

Yang Fan had all kinds of feelings in his heart, and the Buddhist exercises and the Demon Dao had diametrically opposite artistic conceptions.

If you reverse the path of Buddhism, it is a demon!

On the contrary, if you abandon the demonic path and turn back to the shore, that is the Buddha.

"Hee-hee, why don't we go and worship the Buddha and burn incense. ”

The little county lord said to Yang Fan.

"Good. Yang Fan nodded, but added: "You burn incense, I'll watch from the side." ”

It is impossible for him to bow down to this Buddhist icon.

"Hmph. The little county lord pouted and pulled Cheng Yun to fly to the temple.

Yang Fan didn't mind, and he didn't plan to follow the two of them, wandering aimlessly around Qingyuan Temple.

"Hanyuan Mountain is where I date ** Xi, I don't know where I will meet her then?"

Yang Fan unfolded his divine sense and began to observe the various landscapes in Qingyuan Temple.

In fact, there is nothing to see in the temple, nothing more than some Buddha statues and monks.

"Well, I'll go see how these mortals burn incense. ”

Yang Fan's heart moved, and he came to a certain temple.

This temple is very large, and there is a dignified and kind woman with a dignified and kind face, stepping on the lotus platform, her strands of hair flowing in the void, holding a white jade bottle in her hand, and smiling lightly, giving people an ethereal and mysterious beauty.

Yang Fan looked at this goddess Buddha statue, his face showed a stunned expression, and asked the monk next to him curiously: "Who is this Buddha statue, it is actually a woman, but it is rare." ”

When the monk heard this, he was slightly stunned, and then said angrily: "You, an ordinary man, dare to insult the Holy Buddha, this is the great mercy and compassion of the Buddhist family. ”

Great mercy and great compassion jade Guanyin?

"I'm sorry, I'm here to see the scenery, not a Buddhist believer......"

Yang Fan said disapprerovingly, and then looked at these mortals who burned incense and worshiped the Buddha for a long time.

"You, you ......" the monk was furious, but he was helpless against him.

The other party is not a Buddhist believer, and he can't do anything about Yang Fan.

"Ask for great mercy and compassion for Jade Guanyin, keep my son safe, win the exam, marry a good daughter-in-law, and ...... peace"

A woman knelt down in front of the Buddha statue with great reverence, and with awe and admiration from the bottom of her heart, she put the incense in her hand and inserted it on the altar.

The incense burned slightly, and the woman prayed sincerely, and wisps of weak spiritual fluctuations surged out of her, extending along the incense to disappearing, and I don't know where it went.

"It's weird......"

Yang Fan observed for a long time, and there was an incredible surprise.

That wisp of subtle spiritual power, although it is extremely weak, but if there are billions of such forces gathered, what kind of terrifying existence will it be?

"Well, I'll try ......"

A strange thought flashed through Yang Fan's mind.

(To be continued)