Although the "flower fragrance" is associated with the inference of "Text Flower" some thoughts jump.

But considering that the body of the White Mist God Son is no longer the body of an ordinary human being, the immortal white fog on her body is closely related to the dense flower.

It is understandable to think like this in Xicheng style.

And there are no map-like indicators now. Anyway, I’m just wandering around, so it’s better to believe the intuition of the White Mist God Son.

Thinking of this, Xicheng Style did not hesitate and simply asked: "Where is the direction you are talking about the fragrance of flowers?"

Baiwu Shenzi stood there and looked around, his fair little nose moved, and after a while, he pointed to the road to the left: "It's there."

The road on the left is actually what I just mentioned, the narrow road leading to the pagoda-

It is called a pagoda, but in fact it is a pile of tower-shaped piles of stones piled up together with simple stones.

It looks like a pagoda, and it has seven layers of stacking, with the meaning of seven layers of pagoda, so it is called a small pagoda.

These layers of stupa stone piles are hidden in the maple leaf forest, waiting for the Xicheng Style and the White Mist God Son to come forward to explore.

"Let's go."

Since the decision has been made, Xicheng Style will certainly not be stunned.

He kept aware of his surroundings and walked forward with great strides.

Of course—and the Son of White Mist was also pulled up.

Perhaps because this is a place where monks sit in peace nearby, it seems that even the heavy snow and strong winds have subsided, and there is indescribable silence in the air.

The silence tends to be dead, which makes people breathless.

For a moment, only the footsteps of Xicheng style and the White Mist God Son could be heard in the entire dense forest.

"Are you sure you are going here?"

Xichengshi turned around and asked the son of Baiwu.

"Of course I'm sure, Shijun, you have to believe me."

The God of White Mist looks very confident.

Finally, she did not forget to add: "I will tell you, Shijun, I have always claimed to be a dog-sniff. How could I not smell such a clear fragrance of flowers in the air?"

Proud of being a dog's nose?

Xicheng style glanced at the White Mist Godson in a strange way.

Something is wrong as he says?

Although he knew that the other party wanted to express her keen sense of smell, he could be described as "dog nose"... Is this heart a little too big, right?

Neither Chinese high school students nor Japanese high school students would use this kind of genius metaphor.

But don't say that, the White Mist Godson really looks like a dog-type girlfriend like a Husky.

Sometimes it is normal for Husky to be stupid, but his appearance is always online.

This is really compatible with the God of White Mist.

Following the instructions of the White Mist Godson who claimed to be a "dog nose", Xicheng Style quickly walked out of the dense forest and walked onto a mountain mud path.

On both sides of the wide road, there are still stacks of small stupas.

Xicheng style followed the custom and fired around with a flashlight for a while.

Under the vertical light, he soon discovered a small stone tablet standing next to the pagoda road.

At the bottom of the stone tablet is mud-green moss, with white snow attached to the surface.

"This is..."

Xicheng style half-squatted down, holding the flashlight with one hand to keep it bright, and stretching out the other hand to stroke the snowflakes.

This is written on the smooth stone tablet.

‘Misty Mountain, Baiwu Holy Mountain, is often invaded by unknown and strange things because it is close to the hidden world. Therefore, the temple specially sets up a clear stream of white fog in the clear heart. The monks and soldiers in the temple should practice diligently to resist the hidden world and protect the secret flowers...’

“…” Xicheng style.

Looking at this line of words, Xicheng Style couldn't help but remain silent for a while.

White mist clears the heart flow.

Maybe the God of White Mist looked around and didn't feel anything, but judging from the Xicheng style of the Celestial Chronicle youth in the previous life, this name is somewhat lacking.

But he thought about it again.

Even in Japan, isn’t there any 2-day first-class kendo school, and are the names of Shinto Wunianliu, which sound like a very second-class kendo school?

There are also some ancient Japanese kendo schools, which are obviously vicious and vicious moves like twitching vaginal legs and inserting other people’s toes. Isn’t it quite right to get a name?

Thinking of this, the name Bai Wu Qingxinliu is not too much in Japan.

"But... this stone tablet has given some information."

Xicheng style raised his head.

Protecting the Flower of Secret...

This shows that the path that God Son of Baiwu and himself should not be wrong.

But at the same time, the stone tablet also wrote about Bai Wu Qingxinliu and the monk soldiers...

Those monk soldiers... I wonder how powerful they are than ordinary living bones?

Xicheng Style breathed and stood up.

Feeling the abundant death aura in his body, he greeted Bai Wu Shenzi and walked forward.

Now they have walked out of the maple forest and come to a one-way winding mountain road.

At the end of this winding mountain road is a small Buddha hall building.

At this time, the white dense flowers and mist...

It is flowing out of it quietly...

......

"That is the monk soldiers specially trained by Baiwu Temple."

The Xicheng style leaned against the low earth slope, staring at the lingering near the gate of the Buddhist temple without blinking, making a dry and hoarse roar, wearing a tattered gray robe and shaking figure.

These monks have a total of about ten bones.

Unlike the general need to combine other animals with the bodies of their bodies to survive, these monk soldiers wearing monk robes have at most shriveled faces and look basically the same as ordinary people.

If it is in a place with insufficient light, someone will probably think that the other party is just an ordinary monk.

In addition, it seems that it is close to the location of the Tibetan Flower, which makes the limbs of these monk soldiers look not stiff at all.

And their natural behavior means that they have the same speed as humans... and they may even use the physical technique of clearing the heart flow.

Although it seems that they are not as good as the monks who break the rules, each of them only has the strength of the Six Mantras, but with the physical skills and quantity, it may be really difficult to deal with.

"Shijun, what should I do next?"

Looking at the dense monk soldiers in front of him, the son of Baiwu couldn't help but ask.

Intuition tells her that these monk soldiers who are not good-looking and look dumb and look dumb are not so easy to meet.

But... according to Shi Jun's solution, I guess it's better to rush up directly.

She was still thinking about it, and the Xicheng style here had already answered calmly:

“I think the detour is safer.”

“Detour?!”

The White Mist God Son turned his head and looked at Xicheng style as if he had seen a ghost.

This is completely inconsistent with the Xicheng style.

"It's not a question of whether it conforms to my style."

Xichengshi glanced at Baiwu Godson, and still understood what she was thinking: "It is actually beneficial for both of us to keep these monk soldiers' remains."

This is not because he is afraid of these living bones, but mainly because Bai Wuren is behind him and doesn't know why he will keep up.

He also needs to save some death energy and fight with the other party.

In addition, these living bones left behind by the main entrance can also serve as a warning effect.

If the sound of fighting sounds came from the main entrance, the Xicheng style located in this Buddhist temple, looking for the flower of secret, would know that Bai Wuren was here, and he could also take strategies in advance to catch Bai Wuren off guard.

"But... if these bones are not solved, how should we enter the temple?"

The Godson of Baiwu asked a question.

yes.

There are cliffs around it, and the main entrance is blocked by the skeleton... Could it be that the Xicheng style can still grow a pair of wings and fly in?

"I have a way."

Xicheng style lowered the sound, while lifting his fingers and pointing to a place in the temple.
To be continued...