Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Wuxia -> Drunken fairy gourd

Chapter 1814 The gray-robed old monk

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    ¡° If the front is really Xiaoling Mountain, Qingyang¡¯s purpose of this trip has been achieved. What¡¯s left is to find out whether the One-horned Ghost King and Yu Mengmiao were caught here, and how to rescue them.  But the danger is also huge, because this is the home base of the Thousand Buddhas Sect. The Thousand Buddhas Sect is a force that can compete with the Ten Kings Palace. There are many Nascent Soul monks, and if you are not careful, they will be completely blocked by the opponent. Qingyang is now very powerful.  , there are almost no opponents under the Yuanying, but a person's energy is limited, three or five are enough. If he is surrounded by dozens of Yuanying monks, he will not be an opponent even if he grows three heads and six arms, not to mention that the Thousand Buddhas Sect still has Hua.  With the mighty god in charge, no matter how powerful Qingyang is, he will never be a match for the cultivator who transforms into gods. There is no comparison between the two.

    Of course, it is possible that the front is not Xiaoling Mountain, but just an ordinary ascetic training place. If this is the case, the trip will be in vain, and we can only slowly find out where the Thousand Buddhas Sect is in the future.

    Seeing that their destination was right in front of them, the two couldn't help but quicken their pace and soon arrived at the foot of the mountain. Looking up, they saw a huge temple built on the steep mountain wall. The entire temple was made of stones.  , looks old, solemn, and unpretentious, stretching upwards for thousands of feet level by level, as if it is attached to the mountain wall. That is to say, the immortal cultivators have this ability, and ordinary people will never be able to build on such a steep mountain wall.  Such a big temple.

    I¡¯m afraid this is the Kuchan Temple that the Jindan monk mentioned?  Without hesitation, the two of them climbed up the mountain and soon arrived at the entrance of the temple. On a small platform with a radius of only a few feet, there was an unpretentious stone mountain gate. The two door panels had long lost their original color, and there was no trace of the grandeur of cultivating immortals at all.  The momentum of the faction.  With a slight push, the door panel opened with a creak, and the two of them stepped in. Inside was another row of steps, leading to a simple hall.  Half of the hall was made of stone, and the other half relied on the cave at the back. It looked extremely shabby.

    In front of the door of the main hall, a gray-robed monk was slowly sweeping the ground with a broom. The monk was old-fashioned, with a wrinkled face and a gray beard that was a foot long. The broom in his hand was sweeping slowly.  , but there are no fallen leaves or debris on the ground, and I don¡¯t know what to sweep.

    At first glance, the gray-robed old monk seemed to be an ordinary person. When he looked again, he found that he was an immortal cultivator. His cultivation was not very real. However, upon closer inspection, he was still an ordinary person. He seemed to be aging at any time.  , I don¡¯t know what kind of skills I practice.

    At this time, the old monk in gray robe also saw Qingyang and Monk Kongjian. He stopped the broom in his hand, looked at the two of them and said slowly: "I wonder what you two little friends are doing here?"

    Kong Jian took a step forward, bowed to the gray-robed old monk, and said, "We are the new disciples of this Jinyang Festival. Dare I ask the seniors, is this the Kuchan Temple?"

    The gray-robed old monk nodded slowly and said, "This is the Kuchan Temple."

    Monk Kongjian said: "We have heard the name of Kuchan Temple for a long time, so we didn't join the four major monasteries of wine, sex, wealth and wealth before we passed by. We just wanted to worship in Kuchan Temple and asked our seniors to take him in."

    The gray-robed old monk glanced at Monk Kong Jian and said slowly: "Kuchen Temple is not something anyone can enter if they want to. Everyone who enters my Kuchan Temple is an ascetic monk who is not disturbed by external things.  Trapped by worldly affairs, they only see cultivation, and everything else is just a way. Some in the temple stand on the cliff for several years in order to understand the way of heaven. Some people face the wall in a cave for hundreds of years in order to break through the bottleneck. Some people want to learn the secrets.  With this skill, you can walk upside down for a lifetime. And I have been sweeping the floors here for three hundred years just to hone my mind."

    Having said this, the gray-robed old monk paused slightly, and then said meaningfully: "And I don't think you two want to worship in my Kuchan Temple."

    ¡°Senior, do you think I can¡¯t bear the hardship of Kuchan Temple?¡± Monk Kong Jian asked.

    The gray-robed old monk smiled and said nothing. His meaning was obvious. Didn't you ask knowingly?  Monk Kong Jian said: "How did the seniors decide that we are not going to worship in Kuchan Temple?"

    The old monk in gray robe said: "I believe both of you can eat it, because there are few people who have reached our level of cultivation and cannot endure hardship. The hardships in Kuchan Temple are nothing to you. The young man next to you  He is obviously a Nascent Soul cultivator, and I don¡¯t know what means he used to sneak into this Jinyang Festival. It is definitely not for the purpose of worshiping in my Kuchan Temple. As for you, I am still a little unsure."

    As soon as the gray-robed old monk spoke, Qingyang's face suddenly changed. He was indeed a Nascent Soul monk, and he got here by cheating. He knew very well that his methods of hiding his cultivation would not be hidden from everyone, sooner or later.  People would see through it. He just wanted to find out the whereabouts of the One-Horned Ghost King and Yu Mengmiao before they saw through it, and then find a way to slowly rescue them. However, he didn't expect that just after entering Kuchan Temple, he would be attacked by an unknown person.  ?The famous sweeping monk saw through it easily.

    As a result, Qingyang's previous plan came to nothing. This is the headquarters of the Thousand Buddhas Sect. As long as the other party gives an order, he will be surrounded by a large number of Nascent Soul monks, let alone asking about the One-horned Ghost King.  With the whereabouts of Yu Mengmiao, he himself might not be able to protect himself.

    What shocked Qingyang the most was that the monk Kongjian next to him actually kept it secret. Qingyang had been traveling with him for so long, and he always thought that monk Kongjian was just a low-level monk with some knowledge, but he didn't expect that the monk was also a low-level monk.  A master, and Qingyang didn't see any flaws along the way. It's scary to think about it. Is the other party a friend or an enemy?  What's the purpose?  Will it ruin my own affairs?

    "But it seems that Monk Kongjian is not familiar with Kuchan Temple. If there is really a stalemate with Kuchan Temple, maybe he can be roped in as a helper, so that he can have a better chance of winning.

    Just when Qingyang was thinking about this, Monk Nakong Jian said: "Old Zen Master has good eyesight. I am so good at hiding my cultivation, but you still saw some flaws."

    The gray-robed old monk said: "My Taoist's ability to hide one's cultivation is really powerful. I also practiced a kind of magical power related to the eyes, and I could barely see some abnormalities. I just tried to test it out, and I didn't dare to be completely sure.  , Taoist fellow Taoist's breathing technique is already very good. My Kuchan Temple is a place for ascetic monks to practice asceticism. Normally no one comes to the door for thirty to fifty years, but this time two people came at once, and they were both Nascent Souls.  Monk, may I ask these two fellow Taoists what is going on?"

    Monk Kong Jian smiled and did not answer directly. Instead, he looked at Qingyang next to him and said, "My matter is not urgent. Fellow Taoist Qingyang should talk about it first." (Remember the website address: www.  hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report