The cold wind was blowing, bringing a chill to the bone.

Fallen leaves all over the ground.

The statue of the witch god on the Qingming Mountain, after a catastrophe, still stands in front of the magnificent hall. The winter sun, which seemed very faint and without any warmth, was reflected on the flag.

In the temple, Arroye knelt reverently on the **.

In front, a dragon's spine was lying on the platform, located below the Witch God Throne, indicating Qin Chuan's status in the Holy Witch Sect. However, A Luoye did not place a tablet for Qin Chuan, and only placed the stone falling star tribulation on the side of the dragon's back. Two candles, imprinted with the sunlight shining in from the window, sprinkled on Aroye's body.

Since she woke up, there has not been a day that has not been like this, praying.

It's been half a year.

Since Wuchenzi and the soul ancestors brought the news that Qin Chuan was still alive, she temporarily gave up her plan to destroy the world and bury Qin Chuan, and only waited day by day, waiting for Qin Chuan's return. This is her only hope. According to what the soul mourned said, Qin Chuan's soul has not dissipated, which means that Qin Chuan is definitely still alive.

It's just that even a person as cultivated as a soul can't find out where it is.

Last time, it was because Qin Chuan was far away in the western frontier, and the strength of the ghost was not enough, so there was no way to know. And this time, even the ghostly master and the soul can't find out the slightest news.

However, as long as you know that he is still here, it is enough.

"May the witch god bless, disciple Aroye, may I exchange everything for my husband and return safely. ”

Arroye prayed, kowtowing deeply.

Suddenly, when Aroye raised his head, he saw the dragon's spine on the platform disappear out of thin air, and a star tribulation fell to the ground. Suddenly, Aroye was slightly stunned.

“......”

Immediately afterward, his face was overjoyed.

......

"Boom!"

With a roar, the hole in front of Qin Chuan was suddenly broken.

The dazzling sunlight poured in and illuminated the entire cave. I saw Qin Chuan covering his eyes a little uncomfortably, holding the dragon's spine in his hand, and slowly stepped out of the hole.

The winter sun is scorching, and the scenery is great!

"Hoo ......"

Qin Chuan put down his hand, took a deep breath of air, and stood between heaven and earth again.

I saw that this was a mountain that was not very tall, and on the low hills around it, there were many white towers, which happened to enclose this cave in the center. Below, the magnificent temples, bathed in the sun, continue to hear the sound of the Buddha's horn, the incense is endless, and the Sanskrit sound is faint.

"Fanyin Temple?"

With a word of surprise, Qin Chuan stared at the temple below.

Here, it turned out to be the Fanyin Temple in Zhongzhou. There are three holy places in the world, Tongzhou Fuxi Mountain is one of them, Jingzhou Confucian Garden is the second, and the third place is the famous thousand-year-old temple that shocks the world, called Sanskrit.

At the same time, it is also a giant in the realm of cultivation.

“？！”

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Qin Chuan was slightly surprised.

The surrounding white towers actually faintly formed a strange formation, surrounding the mountain peak they were in the center, and the aura of heaven and earth was not allowed to leak out at all, and the turbidity of the outside world was not allowed to come in at all. This strange Dharma aura is extremely soft, and with such a formation, it is the most suitable for warming the primordial spirit.

Moreover, from the outside world, there will definitely be no breath inside.

It's like a seal to protect yourself!

"Such a circle, the sealed cave, the string of Buddhist beads......"

Could it be that it was the people of Fanyin Temple who saved themselves?

But I basically haven't dealt with Fanyin Temple, I haven't done it in my previous life, and it's the same in this life. Except for knowing the little monk of Fanyin Temple back then, he didn't have any friendship with Fanyin Temple.

Why did they save me?

Qin Chuan was suspicious in his heart. Hiding the dragon's back, he decided to go to the temple to have a look.

......

The wonder of the original god is the incarnation.

Of course, although the method of incarnation is simple, after ordinary people have cultivated to the primordial spirit, they have to think about it before they can transform into a human form. However, Qin Chuan had cultivated in his previous life, and he no longer studied the method of incarnation.

At this moment, his body has been destroyed, and he can only survive in the world as the incarnation of the original god, if he wants to refine his body again, he needs a lot of natural treasures and takes a lot of effort. These can only go back and make plans, and if you want to forge the best body, you have to consult your own master Wuchenzi.

Therefore, Qin Chuan was not in a hurry.

The only worry is that after the transformation of the original god, it is the same as before, and it cannot be easily disguised, and he has no body at the moment, and his strength has been greatly reduced, if he meets an enemy, it will be a little bad.

"However, without a body, it is easy to escape if you can't beat it. ”

Qin Chuan felt a sigh in his heart and stopped thinking about it.

The morning and afternoon sun is very bright.

The breeze was blowing, and although it was winter, it was not cold.

The bells in the temple continue to reverberate among the mountains. Today seems to be the day of the grand meeting of Buddhism, on the road in the mountains, there are countless pedestrians, ordinary people, dignitaries and nobles, quite lively, all of them are constantly moving towards the mountain temple. Presumably, it is this Buddhist believer.

Qin Chuan walked among the crowd on foot, dressed in plain clothes, looking a little confused.

is still wearing the red maple robe, elegant and free, with a bit of strangeness, unique. Of course, his Ice Silk Dao robe has long been damaged, and the incarnation of the Yuan Shen is an illusory image.

The ordinary mortals around can't see it.

"Faith in the heart, sometimes, is also a good thing. ”

Looking at the people around him who were devout and mountaineering, Qin Chuan suddenly sighed with some envy in his heart.

On their faces, they may be able to see suffering, but what really fills their faces is incomparable hope. Perhaps, if you offer a little incense for the faith in your heart, you can live a peaceful life.

At least, peace of mind.

But what is your faith?

"Hoo ......"

Shaking his head, Qin Chuan snorted slightly and continued to walk towards the mountain.

About halfway up the mountain, the smooth mountain road has become a stone staircase. And at the end of the stone steps is a magnificent temple, resplendent and solemn.

Fanyin Temple.

It is different from the quiet escape of Fuxi Mountain, and it is also different from the Confucian Garden, which only accepts elegant people. This Buddha door is wide open, welcoming all ordinary people, and everyone who steps into the temple will have no distinction between dignity and inferiority, or even between you and me. In the eyes of Buddhism, all beings are equal, and it seems that this is really the case.

"Donor, please go over there and get the incense. ”

Following the crowd into the temple, Qin Chuan did not come to worship, so he left the crowd and walked in this temple. Immediately, a monk walked up to Qin Chuan and said so.

There is no cultivation, ordinary people.

Qin Chuan saw the details of the other party at a glance, but he was a little puzzled in his heart.

All the monks in this temple are actually ordinary people, and they can't find half of the cultivators.

"I'm looking for this space. ”

Qin Chuan bowed and directly explained his intentions. It's not that I really came to find emptiness, but in this Fanyin Temple, I only know emptiness. Presumably, Benkong has an extraordinary status in this temple, and the monk in front of him can know the identity of the person who knows his cultivation after hearing it, and he will avoid unnecessary trouble.

Hearing this, the monk was really stunned.

"Please wait. ”

Immediately, the monk folded his palms together and bowed, and then ran quickly towards the depths of the temple.

......

The sound of Buddha is vast, as if it is constantly washing the soul.

Qinchuan stands in the uninterrupted Zen bell and Buddha name, as if it has been a long, long time.

After experiencing the previous life and death, I seemed to have had a lot of epiphany, but when I thought about it, I didn't seem to understand anything. At this moment, in the sound of the Buddha, I couldn't help but slowly fall into contemplation.

It's as if you're being baptized.

A Taoist, but standing silently in the Buddhist temple.

In a trance, but only a short breath later, Qin Chuan came back to his senses, and he had already seen a young monk slowly waking up towards him, with a simple robe and beautiful eyebrows, which was the emptiness.

"The donor is courteous. ”

Benkong walked in front of Qin Chuan and bowed.

Immediately, Qin Chuan stared at Benkong and looked at him.

He already recognized himself, and even if he transformed into another form, he would definitely be able to see through it with his own breath, not to mention that he was not pretending. So, why doesn't he call himself a "Taoist friend", or call him by his first name, but call himself a "donor" as if he never knew himself?

Qin Chuan was speechless.

Benkong raised his head and smiled kindly:

"The Buddha said: All beings are equal. In the eyes of Benkong, the donor is the donor, and like everyone who comes to my temple, the same as the previous donor, and the same donor at this moment, all the same. ”

"Just call me Qin Chuan. ”

Qin Chuan responded, "I haven't given it to Buddhism yet, so I can't be considered a donor." ”

"If others give me money or give me what I believe, you will give, but if you do not kill me or harm me, you will do so." Master said that everyone in the world is a donor, so the donor does not need to care. ”

“......”

Qin Chuan didn't answer, and glanced at Benkong again.

Looking at Benkong's posture, he had already recognized himself, and even knew that he would come to Fanyin Temple. No, they are the ones who protect themselves in that cave to nourish the primordial gods.

"I'll return it. ”

Immediately, Qin Chuan didn't say anything more, and took out a string of golden Buddha beads out of nowhere, held it in his hand, and handed it to Benkong. If there is no this string of Buddha beads and the Buddha Gate formation, with only the Jiuyao glazed cup, I am afraid that in three or five years, my own Yuan Shen will not be able to come out. This is a blessing, Qin Chuan naturally remembers.

However, I also want to know, who saved me?

"This is the object of the Ancestor of the Sound Master, and he has been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Seeing this, Benkong's face still did not change, and his palms were folded, so he said.

"Got a sound?"

Qin Chuan was stunned in his heart.

The Zen master of Fanyin Temple, he naturally knows it, and there is no one in the world who does not know. Not only is it famous in the cultivation world, but it is also admired and respected by everyone in the world.

When the first gate attacked the Qingying Mountain, he went there himself. It's just that I heard that I was seriously injured in the fight with Mu Zihan, and since then I have lived in seclusion in Buddhism and never went out again, and Mu Zihan has never heard from him again. If it weren't for the strength of the monks of Fanyin Temple, he would have thought of coming here to inquire about Zihan's whereabouts.

And this time, is it also related to Zihan?

Suddenly, Qin Chuan's heart tightened.

Immediately afterwards, Benkong seemed to see Qin Chuan's thoughts, and smiled slightly:

"Please come with me, donor. ”