In the morning, Ni Feng went out alone, and now Ni Feng handed over the things of "curing diseases and saving people" to Bai Xin to do, so under normal circumstances, Bai Xin is still in the company during the day.

After driving the car for more than an hour, Ni Feng came to the foot of the cold mountain, and there was a road leading to the mountainside at the foot of the mountain.

The weather was exceptionally clear today, so Ni Feng parked the car at the foot of the mountain and hiked up the mountain.

The scenery of Hanshan Mountain is beautiful, and the top of the mountain is covered by a layer of mist all year round, and from a distance, it gives people the feeling that it is a fairyland.

There is a temple in Hanshan, named Hanshan Temple, which has a long history and has experienced countless wars, but it is still not destroyed.

There are a lot of people on the road, and there are many people who drive up the mountain, Ni Feng strolls on the mountain trail, slowly going up, as he approaches the top of the mountain, Ni Feng suddenly looks pale, and sighs lightly.

"What a strange power. Ni Feng frowned and looked up at the top of the mountain, at this time, he had already walked for more than an hour, and it was estimated that he would be able to reach the top of the mountain in another hour.

"What kind of power is this?" Ni Feng's eyes narrowed, staring at the top of the mountain, feeling it for a while, and he didn't notice what kind of power this was, this kind of power, Ni Feng had never seen it, but he just felt that this kind of power was very special, and it didn't hurt him, but on the contrary, it made him feel more comfortable, as if it could calm him down.

After a long time, Ni Feng continued to walk to the top of the mountain, and when he reached the halfway point of the mountain, all vehicles were not allowed to continue to the top of the mountain, but the road to the top of the mountain was not a road, and the only way to go up the mountain was to walk.

Hanshan is dozens of miles in circumference, thousands of zhang high, and there are many trails to the top of the mountain halfway up the mountain. Ni Feng chose a tree-lined path, which looked very old. All are paved with rocks, on rocks. It's very smooth, although it is covered with a layer of soil, but the smooth place is still faintly visible, think about it, this ancient road, once walked by countless people.

On both sides of the tree-lined path, the ancient trees are like forests, and there are birds singing in the forest. It makes the whole ancient road seem more secluded and far-reaching.

On this ancient road, Ni Feng suddenly felt that everything was so peaceful, his heart seemed to be moistened by something at this moment, but when he felt it carefully, he found nothing.

Ni Feng walked on this ancient road for almost an hour, and on this road, Ni Feng only saw seven or eight people. These people, all old and young, generally don't go from here. Because this ancient road is the longest road to the top of the mountain, and the scenery is not as beautiful as other roads.

Finally. Ni Feng came to the top of the mountain, to be precise. It was in front of Hanshan Temple, because it was behind Hanshan Temple. There is also a mountain peak, hidden in the clouds, there, generally no tourists go up, because the Hanshan Temple has died the road to the mountain, and if the monks in the temple find that there are tourists climbing up from other places, they will immediately stop it, and they are not allowed to go up the mountain, in addition, the government departments have also set up signs here, and tourists are not allowed to walk around at will.

Hanshan Temple is not very big, but it is not small, there are more halls, dozens of houses, standing here, you can overlook the entire East China Sea urban area, although there are some fog blocks, but it does not hinder people's sight.

When Ni Feng came up, he saw people coming and going in the temple, and there were many people taking pictures outside the temple.

For this kind of thing, Ni Feng naturally had no interest in doing it, and directly followed the flow of people into the temple.

In the hall of the Great Hero, there are many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, for the legend of Buddha, Bodhisattva, immortals, demons, ghosts, and monsters in this world, it has been circulating, and now Ni Feng believes that this is not a legend, but a real existence, after all, he has seen demons and ghosts.

Walking through the halls, Ni Feng stopped again in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and he felt that here, the mysterious power was even stronger, and all this power gathered from all over the Cold Mountain, and then disappeared in an unknown way, out of thin air.

Looking at the people in the hall worshipping a few statues devoutly, Ni Feng couldn't help frowning slightly, although this kind of power in the hall made him feel very comfortable, but it had no benefit or harm to him, and under the operation of the exercises, he could not absorb it, which made Ni Feng understand very well.

Ni Feng's divine sense was released, and it instantly enveloped the Daxiong Treasure Palace, and he wanted to see if he could find any clues, but he was disappointed, and he couldn't find anything.

After observing for a while, he didn't find anything, Ni Feng's divine consciousness flew out of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, and shrouded the entire Hanshan Temple, after careful observation, he still didn't find anything, and finally, he simply shrouded the entire Hanshan with his divine sense, and there was still no how this mysterious power disappeared and how it came about, and when he was about to withdraw his divine sense, Ni Feng suddenly showed a strange look on his face, and then quickly walked out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, walked to the back of the temple, and came to a quiet and uninhabited place, Ni Feng looked left and right, and found that there was indeed no one nearby, and then his body moved, and he flew up directly, and went to the peak behind the temple。

Not long after, Ni Feng fell on the top of the mountain, in front of him, there was a small hall, this hall, than the hall below, it seems to be more ancient, but there is no trace of decay, everything is very new, as if it has just been built.

"Amitabha! Since the donor is here, please sit in the hall. "Not long after Ni Feng just fell down, the Buddha number came out from the hall, this voice looked very old, just when the old voice came into Ni Feng's ears, the door of the temple in front of him 'creaked' and slowly opened.

As the door of the hall opened, Ni Feng looked and saw a monk sitting there with his back to him in the hall. In the hall, there was no one else except this monk.

"Master is polite!" Ni Feng stood outside the hall, bowed his hand slightly, and then walked into the hall.

Inside the hall, it is very clean, and the floor is paved with marble, smooth as a mirror.

"Donor, please be seated. As the voice came, a futon flew in front of Ni Feng on its own, and the monk's body with his back to Ni Feng also turned around.

Ni Feng was not shocked, his expression was as usual, he glanced at the monk, and then sat down cross-legged. It was an old monk, dressed in a gray monk's robe, with a snow-white beard under his chin, but his eyes were clear and deep.

"The donor can come easily, presumably he is also a cultivator, I don't know where the immortal mountain is?" the old monk spoke, his tone calm.

"Guess the master. Ni Feng looked at the old monk in front of him and said with a slight smile. This monk has the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building, and when the door of the temple was opened just now, Ni Feng felt it.

"Forgive the old monk's clumsiness. The old monk stared at Ni Feng for a long time, but he couldn't see the depth of Ni Feng, and finally had to shake his head and reply. (To be continued......)