Hua Ting did know that opening the dragon's spine would produce the dragon's roar.

"There is a rumor about the opening of the Dragon's Backbone. It is said that there was an eminent monk in Lianfeng Temple a long time ago. He was particularly talented in martial arts when he was young. The day he opened the Dragon's Backbone, it was like a giant dragon roaring, leaving a deep impression on people. Later this person

After entering Lianfeng Temple, his body refining speed was beyond imagination, and the most important point is that after refining his body and building the foundation, he lived longer than monks of the same realm."

"Can it increase lifespan?" Chen Xinghe felt that he knew too little and was lucky to meet a talkative guy like Hua Ting.

"It's possible! It may be a prerequisite for entering the Tao through martial arts. Legend has it that people in the world also have a chance to become monks. How to do it is unknown. To put it bluntly, refining Qi and refining the body is like an ant. Only building the foundation can count.

A true monk, no matter which route he develops, the ultimate goal is to build a foundation."

Xiao Shen sighed: "Listening to your words is better than ten years of reading. I never imagined that the world where monks live is so high and far away."

Hua Ting no longer expects to practice Buddhism. He only wants to get benefits and enjoy the glory and wealth. He chuckled: "You two, it doesn't matter whether you are high or not. We have to take care of the present, right?"

"Yes, I wonder what we should do?" Xiao Shen and Chen Xinghe knew that the main event was coming.

"Listen to my instructions in three days. Brother Kuang will just shave his head. You may not be able to contact the outside world for three or four years, so if you have anything to say, please tell me quickly in these three days."

"Okay, we brothers will be waiting for Brother Hua to arrive."

The two parties reached an agreement and acted separately...

When they returned to their residence, they were not sleepy and took advantage of the time to get together to make plans for the next few years.

Chen Xinghe warned emphatically: "Brother Xiao, be careful with your mind cultivation. There are probably two monks standing behind Ye Hanyi. Maybe they have not given up and are still thinking about the iceberg on the river. Next, you have to leave one person to fight.

I will go to Lianfeng Temple to investigate the situation."

Xiao Shen was stunned: "As far as I know, Ye Hanyi never appeared again after the battle on the river, and the monk on the road of no return you mentioned also disappeared."

"All gone?" Chen Xinghe suddenly remembered something and said quickly: "I once heard those two old men mention that Dashun, Daliang, and Beicang were about to be in chaos. I don't know if it is true. Brother Xiao should be more vigilant.

Make preparations early.”

"A situation that can be called a chaos by monks is probably very unusual. We really need to be more vigilant." Xiao Shen was cautious, so when Chen Xinghe reminded him, he decided to change his thinking and hide himself deeper.

In this way, three days flew by.

Chen Xinghe infiltrated into the Hua family's caravan and headed towards the sparsely populated Dadong Mountains.

Ten days before and after, eight caravans gathered.

Hua Ting and the other eight monks were talking and laughing. They were like young men who went for an outing in the wild in their spare time, without any sign of solemnity.

For the first time, Chen Xinghe witnessed Lianfeng Temple's control over the secular world.

The secular world and the world of cultivation, this is what Hua Ting often talks about, and people can feel the contempt from top to bottom at every moment.

In another ten days, a total of eighteen caravans gathered as a whole and penetrated deep into the hinterland of the Dadong Mountains.

I don’t know when it started, but fog appeared on both sides of the mountain road.

What was very strange was that as the team moved forward, the mist automatically separated to both sides. After a day of walking, they finally arrived at a Buddhist cave.

It is said to be a Buddhist cave, but in fact there are caves all over the mountains and plains, and there are Buddha statues in each cave.

These Buddha statues are either meditating, solemn, glaring, or slaying demons, leaving people dizzying.

The sound of chanting came from several caves, and my heart suddenly became quiet, as if the fatigue from the road was suddenly washed away.

Hua Ting ran to the back of the carriage and said in a low voice: "Quickly put on the monk's robes and leave your things to me. A group of monks will pass by in a while. Follow them and move forward. Remember, we are here."

At the Pure Land Buddha of Merit, go up three floors along the black wooden ladder and find Sutra Room No. 32. From today on, you are my senior brother Yanming, and I am called Yanqing here."

"I know." Chen Xinghe sat in the compartment of the carriage and quickly changed his clothes. After a while, his feet landed on the ground and he became a handsome young monk.

Hua Ting had already left. To be honest, he didn't know if there was any truth in this matter. He could only take it one step at a time. The only thing that made him feel comfortable was that the person named Kuang was a little stupid and crazy. He didn't care about anything except cultivation. Maybe there was something wrong with him.

A day can be a sharp blade in your hand.

Chen Xinghe slowly moved his limbs. After sitting for so many days, his body felt a little stiff.

Listening to Huating's chatter on the road, I am no longer unfamiliar with the monks as a group, and my knowledge has become richer.

First of all, starting from the Qi Refining Stage, each level of a monk is like a carp jumping over a dragon's gate, and the gap between them is not small.

How big is it? That is the difference between a small puddle and a river, sea, or lake, which cannot be measured by reason.

Therefore, high-level monks completely suppress low-level monks. This phenomenon is not obvious in the Qi Refining stage, but it will be different once it reaches the Foundation Building stage.

It is not easy to defeat the middle stage of foundation building in the early stage of foundation building. Most of the time, rank is everything, so monks have to sharpen their heads to advance upwards.

Furthermore, Chen Xinghe corrected his previous wild guesses. He could now rely on his martial arts to fight against the monks in the late stage of Qi Refining.

Perhaps because everything I saw and heard was related to the foundation building stage, I took it for granted that this level was a monk. In fact, monks are not that powerful in the initial stage, so there are rumors that super masters can communicate with monks on an equal footing.

After correcting this perception, he suddenly found that he was already inside the door, instead of being unable to enter.

The anxiety was relieved, and I once again grasped the feeling of touching the Xuanxu realm and becoming a super master. Maybe it was just a matter of time.

When I was thinking about this, I suddenly saw a group of monks approaching.

Chen Xinghe touched his bald head, walked slowly, and soon found himself behind the team, clasping his palms together and walking forward.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, I saw a large stone cave in front of me. Perhaps it could no longer be described as a cave and should be called a stone palace.

Incense was lingering, candles as thick as an adult's thigh were spitting out flames, and three old monks were sitting under the Buddha statue, knocking on wooden fish, muttering something, but it was hard to hear what they were saying.

The monks stepped on the black wooden stairs and walked up.

It turns out that many caves were dug behind the Buddha statue, divided into five floors from top to bottom, and many monks lived here.

Chen Xinghe quickly stepped onto the third floor, took a quick glance and found Sutra House No. 32, which was the residence of "Yanming".

When I opened the simple wooden door, I saw darkness and darkness.

As a first-rate expert, although I have not reached the level of producing light in a dark room, it is not difficult to see in a dark environment.

After looking carefully, Chen Xinghe immediately confirmed that Yan Ming was indeed the person.

Traces of life cannot be faked. Judging from the dust on the table, this Yanming has not been back for two months. I don’t know if he is dead or gone.

Chen Xinghe is very satisfied that there is a ready-made identity for him to inherit, which means that he does not have to start from scratch.
Chapter completed!