The golden elephant found himself one of the people walking on the street, and not far away, there were monks chanting there, and the people in the street would gather around the monks and listen earnestly and reverently, and some would listen to another monk after listening for a while.

In Jin Xiangdi's eyes, the monk is the lamp in the room, and the people on the street are attached to the window like moths and butterflies, trying to get out of the darkness and get closer to the light.

Jin Xiangji could feel that the body and mind of these people were happy and happy, because he still had that joy in his own heart, and even gave him a thought of not waking up again.

These people are pilgrims, they are the most devout people, and no matter what you say to them at this time, it will be difficult to awaken them from that devotion to the Dharma, unless you break through this spiritual mountain and make the whole spiritual mountain turbulent, but at that time, they will return to their pilgrimage and not remember what happened in this spiritual mountain, but only remember that they have heard the subtle Dharma and felt bliss.

Jin Xiangdi felt terrible in his heart, he knew that if he didn't wake up, he might be crossed, the danger of Lingshan was not in the evil, but in this kind of unconsciously let people fall into it, let people give up the obsession in their hearts, so as to convert to them and become their believers.

The golden elephant took a cursory look at the seemingly endless street, looked up, and saw a huge mountain in his eyes, this mountain was ethereal, looming, shrouded in a layer of holy Buddha light.

Looking at this mountain, Jin Xiangdi's heart was filled with a trace of awe, and the original hatred for this spiritual mountain was slowly dissipating like snow seeing the sun.

A hint of alarm suddenly appeared in his heart, and Jin Xiangdi woke up from that state in an instant, he closed his eyes, and after a while, his eyes were clear and bright.

The Golden Elephant's practice will naturally give him a warning sign when he is about to lose his heart.

The others had already headed towards the Spirit Mountain, seemingly deliberately separated from each other by some distance, and they were all heading towards the Spirit Mountain from different positions.

Everyone can imagine that this spiritual mountain must be a wonderful scene step by step, looking at the people not far in front of you, you may not be able to walk the same path as them.

Jin Xiangdi raised his head and walked towards Lingshan, he wanted to find his senior brother Zhitong, and no one could tell him where senior brother Zhitong was.

Left the street and went to the spiritual mountain, not a few steps, the road came out under the feet, originally there was no road, the road winds up, as if it has been extended to the top of the mountain, there is no end in sight.

As he walked, Jin Xiangdi suddenly turned around and found that he could no longer see the street at the foot of the mountain, but saw a shadowy mountain on the other side of the mountain.

"Is that Yin Mountain?" Jin Xiangdi thought in his heart, that was the place where he was going to leave, as for when he would leave, no one asked, and the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage didn't say, because everyone knew that when the time came, it would depend on whether they could catch up, and this kind of thing could not be agreed at all.

Jin Xiangdi turned around and walked towards the mountain, but when he turned around, he saw a temple.

And the environment has also changed, the original ethereal mountain has become extremely distant, the place where the golden elephant stands is a barren mountain, and there is a small temple on this barren mountain.

Jin Xiangdi looked around in disbelief, his eyes flashed, and his perception spread out like the wind, but in his perception it was not an illusion at all.

Is there such a dilapidated temple in the Lingshan? Jin Xiangdi came to the temple and looked at the dilapidated temple in front of him, and slowly walked in, only to see a Buddha statue that was already covered with dust, the face of the Buddha statue was not any of the things he knew, and the pattern of the whole temple was not large.

Jin Xiangdi guessed that the original owner of this temple may have died, or it may have been reincarnated and not able to come back.

As far as he knew, the monks of this spiritual mountain would enter the reincarnation and re-cultivate when they could no longer progress, which of course required courage, because it was very likely that they would never return.

He walked around this temple and found a hand-tied book, which was written by the owner of this Buddhist temple, and the last part really said that he went to reincarnation, which was about forty years ago, and now he has not been able to return here, so it may be that something has changed.

The golden elephant left the temple and walked towards the spiritual mountain in the distance, which seemed to be getting farther away. There was a faint aura on his body, and he stepped out and disappeared in place, which was a step in the step of the void.

It was only that he stopped very quickly, because he found that after he used the Escape Technique, the Spirit Mountain was even farther away.

The golden elephant fell to the ground again, then thought, finally closed his eyes, and walked forward quietly without thinking, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that he had walked on the spiritual mountain.

Jin Xiangdi was happy in his heart, knowing that he had touched the right way.

At this time, in the spirit mountain, there was a man wearing a cyan mask heading towards the mountain, the scene in his eyes changed, and there were constantly forks in the road, but he seemed to know how to go for a long time, and only paused slightly and headed towards one of the roads.

As he walked, all the forks in the road in front of the man disappeared, and only one path remained, and at the end of this road was a mountaintop, and on the top of the mountain there was a grand Buddha hall.

The temple was large, but it looked empty, because there were no monks in the hall.

The cyan masked man was dressed in a dark brown robe, and the two swords under the robe shook as he walked. He came to the Buddha hall and looked up at the word "Fuxian" on the Buddha hall.

This Buddha hall lives in the famous Fuxian Zhenren who was once in the battle of the gods, before the war of the gods, he was a disciple of the Taoist ancestors, one of the twelve golden immortals, but after the war of the gods, he became the Venerable Fuxian, and lived in the Lingshan.

Most of the twelve golden immortals of that year left with the Dao Ancestor, and there were very few left, among which Venerable Fuxian was left.

The cyan masked man stood outside the hall and looked at the hall, a golden glow was brilliant, and he couldn't see anything.

He didn't go in, but looked at the plaque of the Buddha hall, as if he wanted to put those words in his heart.

Suddenly, a curved sword light flew out from his waist under his ribs, and his person disappeared into the sword light.

The sword light crossed the plaque, and the word "Fuxian" was cut open and fell down with a sword.

The sword light dissipated, and the cyan masked man reappeared, the wind blowing the corners of his clothes, and the sound of the sword groaning resounded in the void.

A faint sword groan, flowing with the wind.

Immediately afterward, the man stepped into the temple.

And Jin Xiangdi was still walking along the mountain road to Ling Mountain, when suddenly someone said, "Who is there?"

This was a woman's voice, Jin Xiangdi did not answer, but looked around cautiously, there was only a mist in his eyes, but with the appearance of this woman's voice, the original real Lingshan actually began to be illusory again, becoming unreal.

"Who? who's there?" said a woman's voice in the void.

"Who are you?" asked the Golden Elephant.

"Hey, people from outside Lingshan! Okay, come over a little. The woman's voice said.

Jin Xiangdi's brows furrowed slightly, and the light in his eyes was even brighter, but he still couldn't see anything.

"Don't look at it, it's useless, the wonderful scenery of Lingshan is billions of dollars, unless you can see the great scenery at a glance, you can't see through the wonderful scenery of Lingshan at all. The female voice said.

The golden elephant still didn't move, he was still watching cautiously, and the female voice continued: "All living beings are worshipped, one wish and one scene, the more you think about it, the deeper you fall into it, as long as you find me, I can take you wherever you want to go." ”

Jin Xiangdi had some enlightenment, he closed his eyes, reached out and plucked in the void, and the void burst like a bubble.

Taking a step forward, Jin Xiangdi reached out again, as if he had picked something away, and took another step forward.

"Huh...... You actually came out of the wonderful scenery of the spiritual mountain?" said the female voice in surprise.

When the golden elephant opened his eyes, he saw a lamp, and there was a circle of gold on the flame, and there was a circle of illusory colors on the periphery of the gold, and the flame in the center was purple.

And everything except this lamp is dark, the darkness is so deep that even this lamp can't illuminate much of the range.

"Are you talking?" said Jin Xiangdi, looking at the lamp in front of him in surprise.

"It's me, you just have to take me, and you can get out. The sound came from the lamp again.

The golden elephant closed his eyes to keep the spiritual platform quiet, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw that the lamp was actually a small man in purple standing there.

"I have something to do, where is this?" asked the Golden Elephant.

"This is the Great Thunder Sound Temple. The little purple man on the lamp said.

The golden elephant was shocked in his heart.