One hundred thousand mountains, lush and green.

The 100,000 mountains located in the southwest of Middle Earth have a warm and rainy climate. Even though it is already early winter, the vegetation here is still extremely lush.

There are many native people living on the edge of the mountain, and there are many poisonous insects and beasts in the depths. Only scattered villages are distributed among the 100,000 mountains. This is something that has only happened in the past three hundred years. You should know that these 100,000 mountains have been the fief of Nalanda Temple since ancient times. Without the permission of this behemoth, no one dares to go deep into it.

How brilliant Nalanda Temple is? Just look at the Pudu Zen Temple, which is listed among the six major sects. The Pure Land Sect is all sects that split from Nalanda Temple to know the clues.

Although Louguandao is known as the best Taoist sect, it is not a match of the same level as Nalanda Temple. But for some reason, Nalanda Temple suddenly announced its closure of the mountain three hundred years ago. Since then, Mount Lingjiu has been hidden in the clouds and mist all year round. Whether it is a flying sword letter or other means, Nalanda Temple is like a rock, which is always silent.

Later, some bold natives and villains wanted by the court in Middle-earth and escaped from here fled into 100,000 mountains. Over the past three hundred years, dozens of villages have been formed.

In addition, some monks used the resources in these 100,000 mountains to practice, and never saw the monks from Nalanda Temple intervene, so some bold sects moved the mountain gate into the 100,000 mountains.

On this day, the 100,000 mountains are very rare, and the blue is clear and flawless. From the edge of the 100,000 mountains, you can see a vague shadow in the distance, shaped like a spirit vulture, huge and unparalleled.

That's Lingjiu Mountain!

It is precisely because of the name of Lingjiu Mountain. Tangcheng flapped his wings and crossed the mountains and ridges, with sorrows, and came to the foot of Lingjiu Mountain. From a distance, the mountain looked like Lingjiu, but from a close distance, it was not the case.

The white mist surrounding the mountain peaks has long disappeared, and rows of steps have entered the depths of the clouds. This is the gate of Nalanda Temple, which is more grand than any gate seen in Tangcheng.

The stairs with a width of hundreds of feet can't be seen at a glance. I'm afraid that there will be more than hundreds of thousands of steps. I really don't know how much labor will be used for such a workload.

If a believer who believes in devoutly, he will definitely knock on one step at a time to the top of the mountain. Tangcheng naturally does not have this leisure and elegance. With his wings, he will come to the top of the mountain.

A black plaque stands in the air, magnificent, calm and grand. The four golden characters "Naranta Temple" span the center. This plaque has been used for hundreds of thousands of years, and I don't know how many vicissitudes have been experienced.

The two novice monks were two little monks, and Guangguang had no trace of scars on his head. The disciples of Nalanda Temple had not been in the world for a long time and had long forgotten their seniority. The title was a great embarrassment.

Therefore, two young novice monks were sent over to see the young caller's senior brother and the older caller's senior brother, which helped to relieve the embarrassment.

With his wings closed, Tang Cheng stepped forward and bowed, "I have seen two little fellow Taoists!" When he was officially worshiping the mountain, Tang Cheng would never do anything rude. After all, he also represents Kunwu Jianzhai. He was embarrassed and was unforgivable to put the image of the sect into the abyss.

"Lingquan, Lingwu has seen his senior brother!" The little shaman hurriedly put his hands together and returned the favor. When he walked in, he saw that the two little shamans were wearing gray monk robes and stomped shoes, and looked very clever.

"I wonder which sect is the senior brother from?" Although he is not old, these two young monks are very stern in doing things, without any mistakes.

"At the disciple of Kunwu Jianzhai, Master Wangyou, Tangcheng!" Tangcheng reported his master's origin seriously. The two young monks obviously had never heard of Master Wangyou's name, but just replied in a normal way: "It turns out that the senior brother of Jianzhai and the senior of the noble sect have already arrived here. Please go to the Zen room with the little monk!"

"So I feel that Junior Brother Lingwu is so lucky!"

Tang Cheng followed Lingwu and walked all the way. The little monk Lingwu was very talkative. Every few steps he took, he wanted to explain the building here, the origin of the building there, the stories of the monks of all generations, etc.

The buildings of Nalanda Temple occupy the entire Mount Lingjiu, occupying a beautiful place. The unique magical buildings are endless, which makes Tangcheng always admire the imagination of these people.

There is a treasure hall built on the stream, and the gurgling spring flows through the hall. The clamoring sounds match the chanting sounds in the hall, which have an unspeakable charm.

There are also pure wood structures hanging on the smooth cliffs, with a deep abyss below, and white clouds float past their feet, making people feel like they are born in the sky.

There is also a Buddhist temple built on the cliff. The dark buildings seem to be dependent on eternal times. The only things that are hovering goshawks and low-lying stern winds.

In addition, other buildings also have their own charm, making people feel dazzling!

However, I don’t know if it’s because of seclusion, there are not many monks on the road along the way. I only occasionally see a few monks in different clothes meditating under the Bodhi tree or reciting scriptures, but none of them are experimenting with magic and fists.

In front of Lingwu, Tang Cheng didn't ask much.

In addition to these colorful buildings, the most common buildings are towers.

Black pagoda, white pagoda, stone pagoda, wooden pagoda, round pagoda, square pagoda. Along the way, Tangcheng saw no less than a thousand of him. This is just a corner of Nalanda Temple. There are countless ancient pagodas contained in the entire temple.

Most of these pagodas are worshipped by the monks of the temple, and only a few pagodas have a unique meaning. Lingwu talked with relish, and Tang Cheng was very excited when he arrived at the Donglin Temple. The two of them broke up reluctantly.

According to Lingwu, the monks' houses in Nalanda Temple are divided into four places, and the visitor from Jianzhai is in this Donglin Monastery. The Donglin Monastery is surrounded by bamboo forests. The clear stream flows through the stone steps. When you push the window, you can touch the white clouds. It can be called a magical scenery.

After crossing the bamboo bridge, the bird reliefs on the bridge railings with different styles were from whom they were vivid, either flapping their wings and trying to fly, listening with their ears, pecking at rice, conditioning their feathers, or crossing their necks and roaring.

Seeing that every tree and tree in the Landa Temple was unique, Tangcheng felt a little dissatisfied. Everyone was lucky on the road of cultivation.

However, this path is so narrow that if you cannot be brave and diligent, you will sooner or later die, and even the reincarnation of your soul cannot be achieved. What's the use of these monks not using their energy to practice but making so many fancy things out?

Tang Cheng despised him so much, but it did not prevent him from enjoying the peace here. He pushed open the extremely polished, round bamboo door and stepped into the room covered with bamboo strips. A faint fragrance immediately penetrated into his nose, which made people intoxicated.

[I never thought that these thieves could enjoy it so much. I thought of the two thatched huts on the Feilai Peak, which really made people cry!]

While Tang Cheng was thinking about it, he suddenly found two people coming from afar. When Tang Cheng saw it, his face looked like earth. The true man Wangyou naturally called Tang Cheng and felt friendly. But how could this stinky girl from Mingyue come here?

If it had been known that, Tang Cheng would rather go to the East China Sea to find Dragon Ball. Even if he was despised, it would be better than facing Senior Sister Mingyue at all times.

Women are never rational, and there are no exceptions in ancient and modern times. Tang Cheng hurriedly wandered around the room, wanting to find a hole to drill into it, but Zhenye Wangyou had already realized Tang Cheng's cultivation.

Before he crossed the bamboo bridge, he shouted, "Good disciple, why did he come so late?"

Tang Cheng sighed, knowing that he could only admit that he was unlucky.

Tang Chengdai pulled his head out of the temple and said weakly: "Master, when my disciple saw his old friend in the Zhongtiao Mountains, some changes occurred in the middle, so he spent a few more days."

True Man Wangyou just asked casually, not caring about Tang Cheng’s whereabouts. Ming Yue was like a female ghost behind the old Taoist, and said quietly: “Your junior brother doesn’t want to see me, so he delayed until today?”

[You still have a little bit of self-knowledge!]

He complained in his heart, but Tang Cheng smiled dryly on his face and said, "How could it be? I didn't have time to get close to my senior sister, why didn't I want to see you, you?"

"I know that my temper is irritable, which makes all my junior brothers and sisters dislike it, so I decided to come here to be influenced by some Buddhist teachings, and maybe some changes will be made. But today, I am wrong! Even if I corrected it well, some people will not see it or hear it. Alas, what's the fun of living like this?"

Mingyue, who is proud and never bows her head, looks extremely weak at this moment, and is very loving and pitying, and wishes she can embrace her, but Tang Cheng knew that this was just an appearance.

Mingyue's heartbeat was not a bit rapid, and it was still as steady and powerful as usual!

Tang Cheng did not answer this and asked directly: "Master, what is the attitude of Landa Temple?"

Speaking of the serious matter, the old Taoist Wangyou waved his sleeves and said, "It's a long story. Let's talk about it in detail!"

With his back to Tang Cheng, Ming Yue waved his fist hard, saying that he would never give up. Tang Cheng ignored him, as if he knew nothing about all this.

All of this was clearly presented in the consciousness of the old Taoist Wangyou. The old Taoist just laughed in his heart, without any intention of helping!
Chapter completed!