Zhen Zheng and Master Silence flew to the Zhengda Temple, the Zhengda Temple is still as calm as ever, if there is no Sanskrit sound makes people feel peaceful, everywhere you can see the monks who participate in Zen and enlightenment, and the monks who come and go avoid the two of them.

"Senior Brother Silence, I haven't seen you for a long time, have you recently comprehended the "Earth Hidden Scriptures"?" Master Silence greeted a monk with a grim face who was passing by, and the monk saw that it was Silence, his face changed sharply, and the soles of his feet slipped away like oil.

Zhen Zheng was in a cold sweat on the side, and said in his heart that this silent master was really scary, if he could be as silent as his Dharma name, he would not be hidden.

The two of them came to the Enlightenment Hall in the center of the Zen Temple, and Zhen Zheng felt the Dao Qi of the three Qi Kings from the hall, one of which was infinitely close to the aura of the Qi Lord, which was the Dao Qi of the Silent Master's senior brother and the Lonely Master. There is also a vague Dao Qi in the Enlightenment Hall, this Dao Qi is natural, it is definitely a super master, Zhen Zheng was slightly surprised, when did Zhengda Temple produce such a powerful person?

Zhen Zheng walked into the Hall of Enlightenment, there were only three old monks in the spacious hall, it was the lonely people who had a battle with Zhen Zheng, in addition to them, there was also a golden statue of God and Buddha, lifelike sitting on the high platform. Zhen Zheng looked up at the statue of the Divine Buddha, last time thanks to it seeing through the evil spirit attached to Xiao Yin by Min Gongen, otherwise he would have made a wedding dress for Min Gongen's disciples.

Seeing Zhen Zheng, Lonely frowned, the old wrinkles on his face piled up, revealing a rare smile, "We meet again, Zhen Zheng's donor, I don't know what advice the donor has for visiting this temple?"

Zhen Zheng scratched his head in embarrassment, he couldn't say that he was pulled over by the Master of Silence, but he really didn't have anything to do when he went to Zhengda Zen Temple. Zhen Zheng had no choice but to briefly recount his experience in the Heavenly Dao Dynasty. Listening to the smacking of the tongue of several masters.

"Amitabha, Zhen Zheng's donor has such an adventure. It is really auspicious, luck and smoothness. Speaking of luck, I Zhengda Zen Temple's luck can be described as long-lasting, 10,000 years ago there was a female benefactor came to the temple, leaving a miracle work, since then I Zhengda Zen Temple has become the first ancient temple in the Western Desert, thousands of years ago the holy Buddha is also a wonder of the wonder of the case, on the breakthrough to the Qi Lord. The chattering Master of Silence began to talk again.

Zhen Zheng's head was big for a while, and he wanted to interrupt Master Silence's words, but Zhen Zheng's body suddenly trembled. "Wait, what are you talking about? 10,000 years ago! Female benefactor!" Zhen Zheng's heart shook wildly, wasn't 10,000 years ago when the empress unified the Heavenly Dao Dynasty?

"Master of Silence, what is the name of that female benefactor?" Zhen Zheng asked eagerly, it was the first time that Zhen Zheng wanted Master Silence to say a few more words.

The Master of Silence was stunned for a moment, and then he began to talk excitedly, usually no one wanted to listen to him, but this time someone was finally willing to listen. He almost trembled with excitement, "It is said that this female benefactor looks like a fairy, and her elegance is peerless, and she does not eat fireworks in the world. For the sake of the disaster, she was pointed out by her, so powerful. If it is really a falling hair, it can smash the Yichuan Giant Peak, and a trace of Dao Qi can reverse the chaos of Yin and Yang. ”

Zhen Zheng was shocked. A finger at the explosive ancestor, but it is in line with the strength of the empress. "Is her surname Dugu?"

"I don't know the name of the benefactor. The Master of Silence said.

Zhen Zheng was slightly disappointed, and the Master of Silence suddenly said, "But there is a portrait of her in the Scripture Pavilion of my temple. ”

"Take me there. Zhen Zheng's originally disappointed eyes regained their brilliance.

Master Silence took Zhen Zheng into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, in which there are all kinds of Buddhist classics, ancient scrolls, and the vast volumes of the scrolls are dizzying, and many ancient characters Zhen Zheng does not know, and some of the scrolls are even fragments.

Master Silence walked to the corner of the second floor, and turned out a picture scroll from a pile of books covered with cobwebs and dust, Zhen Zheng opened the picture scroll, and a well-proportioned woman, long hair and waist length appeared in front of Zhen Zheng's eyes, the woman was wearing a beautiful mask, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her eyes were like autumn waves.

"Sure enough!" Zhen Zheng sighed secretly in his heart, the woman in the painting was the ancestor empress of the Dugu clan, and he had seen the statue of the empress in the square in front of the Dugu clan's council hall, so he recognized it at a glance.

"Amitabha, although the monk is not close to women, but this portrait has been preserved to this day, and I am amazed by the peerless demeanor of the female benefactor. "The Master of Silence did not shy away from expressing his admiration for the Empress.

"Master Silence, you just said that she once left a miraculous skill, I don't know where it is now? Can you take a look at it below?" Zhen Zheng's heart was pounding now, what kind of person is the empress, at least a heavenly immortal, the true immortal ancestors of the nine major sects are all her little brothers, and the exercises she left behind must be unimaginable treasures.

Silence frowned, silently, and brought Zhen Zheng back to the Hall of Enlightenment, and Silence said to Silence, "Senior brother, Zhen Zheng's donor wants to see the miracles left by the female donor." ”

Lonely eyes stared, and said with a slight embarrassment, "Master Zhen Zheng doesn't know, that exercise is actually a magic skill, once the monk sees it, he can't extricate himself, he keeps cultivating but makes no progress, and finally goes mad and dies." If the donor really wants to watch it, he must protect the Dharma with the four of us, and he can only watch it for an hour. ”

Zhen Zheng was surprised, why would the dignified empress leave a magic skill? But Zhen Zheng was even more curious, knowing that it was a magic skill, he had to take a look.

Lonely sighed, turned around and pointed to the golden statue of the Holy Buddha, "That magic skill is behind the statue, donor and go to enlightenment yourself, we will protect the Dharma for you." After that, the monks sat cross-legged on the ground together, reciting the sound of the Buddha, and the Sanskrit sound entered the ears, and Zhen Zheng's heart was empty.

Zhen Zheng sighed in his heart, Zhengda Temple actually put such an important thing engraved behind the statue, the most dangerous place is the safest place, if you don't say it, Zhen Zheng can't guess that there is something else behind the statue. Zhen Zheng slowly walked behind the statue, and there were five big characters engraved on the back of the huge statue: Immortal Emperor Forgetfulness

Zhen Zheng was deeply shocked by these five big characters of dragon flying and phoenix dance, the five words seemed to have a deep magic, making it difficult for Zhen Zheng's eyes to move a bit, Zhen Zheng's heart shook suddenly, and he instantly returned to clarity, at this time his clothes were already wet with cold sweat. Zhen Zheng was shocked in his heart, just an opening topic made him almost lose himself, if it weren't for the four great gods and monks chanting the Great Dao Buddhist scriptures on the side, I'm afraid he would be even more difficult to control.

Zhen Zheng was even more shocked by the title of this supreme exercise, the Immortal Emperor, the Emperor of the Immortals, and the achievement of the Supreme True Immortal are beyond the reach of hundreds of millions of monks, what kind of existence the Emperor of the Immortals is, Zhen Zheng can't imagine. Forgetfulness, why do you have to forget your feelings?Is it necessary to forget your feelings to become an immortal emperor?(To be continued......)