The land in the central region is vast and vast, with sparsely populated areas, with many famous mountains and rivers, ancient ruins, and spiritual veins gathering to form one wonderful spiritual mountain area after another.

The thirty-six counties of Yuan Prefecture are located in the hinterland of Tiantaizhou, and the intersection of north and south, gathering the world's beautiful beauty, which naturally gave birth to many brilliant sects and ancient families.

Zhang Ruochen and the Elephant Swallowing Rabbit rushed to the foot of a mountain with rich spiritual energy.

This mountain looks like a lying cow. In addition to the relatively gentle ridge, two other green peaks penetrate directly into the clouds, just like the horns of a lying cow.

Even in the middle of the night, you can hear melodious chanting of scriptures coming from the deep dock halfway up the mountain.

Looking up, I saw a spot of light flashing on the hillside, like a candle in the wind, which would be extinguished at any time. It was also like an immortal spiritual lamp that has been around since ancient times.

"Mr. Chen, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here is at least six or seven times richer than other places." The Elephant-Swallowing Rabbit whispered.

Zhang Ruochen has strong mental power and is proficient in observing energy. He has long investigated the surrounding geographical environment.

Deep in the ground, a golden spiritual vein appeared flowing by, which looked like a dragon, rushing endlessly, making the soil above full of spirituality and nurturing various strange flowers and plants.

Generally speaking, such an excellent place of cultivation should have long been occupied by the major saints of the Yuan Mansion. How could it be so desolate?

Zhang Ruochen looked to Dao left and saw a mottled stone tablet buried among the dead branches and leaves everywhere.

There are four vigorous words engraved on it: Sikong Zen Temple.

The words have ancient charm, as if they contain some kind of great power of Buddhism and Taoism, which makes the holy energy in Zhang Ruochen's body shake slightly.

"There seems to be a temple in the mountains. I happened to spend a few days staying and wait for news of the battle between the ancient tribes of Zhenzhu and the undead blood clan."

Zhang Ruochen put away the Torrent Sword and the Ancient Sword of Chenyuan, put it in the space ring, and strode towards the hillside.

After passing through an ancient oak forest, not long after, at the end of the road, I saw a blue-gray Zen temple.

An oil lamp was lit in the courtyard. Just as Zhang Ruochen came outside the Zen temple, the chanting sound inside suddenly stopped.

"Dongdong."

Zhang Ruochen grabbed the copper ring that had grown blue rust on the door and knocked it lightly.

A moment later, the gate of the Zen temple opened a gap.

The person who opened the door was a tall and thin young monk with a high nose bridge and a very dark skin, just like the bottom of a pot. If it weren't for the whites in his eyes, it would be like a Buddha's garment floating in the air, very cunning.

Zhang Ruochen had seen a person who was so dark, but it was the first time he had seen a person who was so dark.

Zhang Ruochen used a tone as calm as possible, put his hands together, said the Buddha's name, "Master, I want to spend a few days in your courtyard. This is a little incense money, please accept it."

Immediately, Zhang Ruochen took out a holy stone and handed it to the black-faced monk.

The value of the holy stone is extremely precious even for the semi-saint. Of course, putting aside the value of the holy stone, just the massive amount of holy energy contained in the holy stone is also a huge temptation for any monk.

The reason why Zhang Ruochen took out a piece of holy stone for incense money was actually because he wanted to do a test.

After all, it is really a strange thing that Sikong Zen Temple is located in this place where spiritual energy gathers. As long as the black-faced monk is a cultivator, he will definitely be moved by the holy stone.

The black-faced monk saw the holy stone in Zhang Ruochen's hand, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. Then he shook his head vigorously and said, "No, no, Master said, you can't collect any wealth from the pilgrims."

At this moment, another footsteps sounded in the Zen temple.

"Second junior brother, who is outside? Why are you stinging around there?"

A short and fat monk with a white face completely opened the door, walked out of the inside with his hands on his back, and glared at the black-faced monk.

The white-faced monk and the black-faced monk are completely different. Their skin is extremely fair. The original white Buddhist robes look very gray and black when worn on him.

The black-faced monk said, "Senior brother, there is a pilgrim who wants to spend money to stay in the Zen temple, and he insists on giving incense money, look..."

"No, no, our Zen temple has already been filled with wings. Let him go to other people to spend money... wait, incense money."

The white-faced monk finally reacted, his eyes showed bright brilliance, he immediately turned around, folded his hands together, and bowed respectfully to Zhang Ruochen, "Amitabha."

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out a fat, soft and white hand, looking extremely calm, and took the holy stone in Zhang Ruochen's hand.

"Haha! Our Sikong Zen Temple lacks everything, but the wing room is not missing. The donor, the monk's Dharma name is Dasikong, he is my junior brother, named Ersikong."

The white-faced monk named Da Sikong glanced at the holy stone in his hand, and the fat on his face shook slightly, obviously a little surprised.

He actually took out a piece of holy stone for incense money. What is the origin of the young man in front of him?

Zhang Ruochen took all the expressions of the two monks, showed a kind smile and saluted them slightly.

"Senior Brother, why can't we accept people of unknown origins and be unruly? Have you forgotten that the white-headed female pilgrim you were inhabited yesterday directly slapped a male pilgrim who wanted to get close to her into ashes this morning?"

"Besides, there are only four monks in our Zen temple. Is it busy to accommodate so many pilgrims?" said Ersikong.

Dasikong sighed and said earnestly: "The Buddha lives in the temple to practice and open the door to welcome all living beings. Junior brother, your mood is still too low and requires more experience. Previously, the master asked me to copy ten volumes of the "Maha Sutra" to consolidate my mind. Now it seems that you should copy it. The pen and paper are placed in the Sutra Library, and I have prepared all of them for you. Go quickly!"

Er Sikong was very honest and honest. When he heard this, he thought that he was really too low, so he immediately rushed to the Sutra Tower.

Da Sikong looked at Er Sikong's back and ordered again, saying, "After copying, remember to bring it over to your senior brother to check it out."

Then, Da Sikong turned around and Baoxiang smiled solemnly, "Donor, please come here."

"Please." Zhang Ruochen said.

Under the leadership of Da Sikong, Zhang Ruochen walked into the Zen Temple.

The Zen temple looks quite quiet, with streams flowing, bamboo bridges, and wooden pagodas for some unknown Buddhas and sacred ones.

At the center of the Zen temple, there is a three-meter-high stone statue.

In fact, the stone statue is not very tall, but it looks extremely majestic. Walking under it gives people a huge pressure. Ordinary people may have knelt down and bowed.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the stone statue tightly, and suddenly, his heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but recite: "Emperor Buddha."

The stone statue was the Buddha Emperor, one of the nine emperors eight hundred years ago, and it was exactly the same.

Someone actually worships the Buddha Emperor here?

Da Sikong, who was walking in front, turned around and asked, "Donor, what did you say just now?"

Zhang Ruochen carefully observed the expression of Da Sikong and found that he seemed to know nothing, so he did not explain it. He just shook his head and smiled, saying, "It's nothing, I just sighed, Sikong Zen Temple is indeed a pure Buddhist place."

Hearing this, Da Sikong smiled and said, "That's natural. Our Sikong Zen Temple has been around for 800 years, but it is still hidden in the mountains and is isolated from the world. It is naturally a fairly pure place."

Zhang Ruochen did not make too many comments, but just nodded and smiled slightly.

Da Sikong took Zhang Ruochen into a relatively spacious wing room and said, "Donor, you can stay here first. You can stay as long as you want. Our Zen Temple not only cares about food, but also cares about fullness. Haha!"

Da Sikong closed the door of the wing room, and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

Zhang Ruochen touched his fingers gently on the oak bed, and there was no dust.

Very simple, but also very clean.

Originally, Zhang Ruochen just wanted to avoid the pursuit of the Immortal Blood Clan and wanted to find a place to live in seclusion, but unexpectedly, a stone statue of the Buddha Emperor appeared in a meditation temple in the deep mountains.

When Empress Chi Yao led a large army to attack the Western Regions, she was resisted by the Buddha Emperor and the entire Ten Thousand Buddhas. In the end, the powerful Empress killed the Buddha Emperor.

Because of fear of angering the Queen and the court, no one in the entire Kunlun world dared to worship the Buddha Emperor.

Anyone who worships the Buddha Emperor is regarded as a rebellion and will be encircled and suppressed.

"It's a bit weird."

Zhang Ruochen recited a sentence to himself.

Then, Zhang Ruochen released his mental power and turned it into thousands of light spots, and began to explore the entire Zen temple.

His mental power appeared in a wing room next door.

However, that formation was not very clever. Zhang Ruochen's mental power easily penetrated and heard the conversation between the three people inside.

"Fourth brother, don't stop me. I'm going to kill that stinky girl now and avenge the boss."

A strong man, with his right shoulder exposed, raised a heavy knife, and rushed out the door.

"Three, you'd better be calm. That woman's cultivation is very strong, and we can't deal with it. I have sent our appearance in the Zen temple back to the Ministry of War. I believe that the Ministry of War will send masters here soon. It will not be too late to deal with her at that time." Another young man said calmly.

"I can't wait for that long. If you don't avenge the boss, I'll go by myself."

The burly man rushed out of the formation and smashed the gate. Then, he lifted the heavy knife, flew to the second floor, and slashed at one of the wing rooms with one knife.

However, as soon as his knife was lifted, a powerful force surged out from the wing room, like a cool breeze blowing through the burly man.

The body of the burly man, as if made of sand, gradually dissipated, and in the end, there was not even a single bone left.

The real extinction of ashes.

That burly man was not a weak man, and his cultivation level had reached the third transformation of the fish and dragon.

From this we can see that the female pilgrim in the wing room on the second floor is probably a very powerful and tough character.

Zhang Ruochen divided a mental power and wanted to investigate.

However, his mental power had just approached the past and immediately shattered. Even if he used the sky eye to penetrate the wooden wall, he could only see a illusory cloud of clouds, and other than that, he could not see anything clearly.

"So awesome."

Zhang Ruochen was secretly shocked. Unexpectedly, if he could just find a Zen temple to hide, he could meet such a terrible strong man.

The Elephant-Swallowing Rabbit poked out a furry head the size of a fist from Zhang Ruochen's pocket and said, "Mr. Chen, those people are from the Ministry of War. Moreover, according to their intentions, the strong men from the Ministry of War will come soon. In this way, this is also a place of right and wrong, and we should leave as soon as possible."

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