"It is indeed a bitter and cold place. Since Jialan Temple has such strength, why is it willing to live in a corner?"
Jiang Chen stood in the void, turned his Six Paths of Heavenly Demon Eyes to look into the distance, and instantly determined the specific location of Jialan Temple among the mountains.
It is located halfway up a gentle and low hill. The temple is in a dilapidated shape, as if it has been abandoned for many years.
The temple is surrounded by reclaimed terraces, with some wilted crops growing there.
"Since Taoist friend is here, why don't you come down and talk about it?"
A very penetrating and rich voice sounded from Jiang Chen's ears.
"Since Your Excellency has invited me so kindly, Chunyang will shamelessly ask for a glass of water!"
Jiang Chen's figure flickered, and the next second, he appeared directly in the depths of Jialan Temple.
This is a remote mountain path, winding down, and an old man wearing a patched gray monk's robe is sweeping the fallen leaves on the bluestone path from top to bottom.
"Sweeping monk?"
When Jiang Chen saw this scene, he couldn't help but recall a scene from a certain martial arts work.
"The old monk has no name. If you like, you can call me the sweeping monk."
The unknown old monk smiled and said.
"Chun Yang has met the unknown Taoist friend!"
Jiang Chen blinked and said.
This old monk seems to be interesting.
"Why are you here, fellow Taoist Chunyang?"
"As far as I know, Jialan Temple and you don't seem to have much contact."
The unknown old monk spoke.
"Nothing, I just want to come here to ask you something!"
"My friend was kidnapped. There are not many people in Jialing County who can do this. You are one of them, so I want to ask you whether you have done it or not."
"My friend's name is Zhou Motong. He is a real dragon living in Qingxiu, Heishuitan, Jialing County!"
Jiang Chen looked at the old monk and spoke in an unhurried tone.
"Oh, you're talking about that little black dragon!"
"I met her when she was little, and I have a pretty good relationship with her father, so I have no reason to harm her."
"I didn't expect that after so many years of not seeing her, she actually succeeded in transforming into a dragon. It's really gratifying. The future is bright. Even if she can't break through the Tao realm, she can still become a peak existence in the Xiaoyao realm!"
"You said he was captured, but do you know the characteristics of that person?"
The unknown old monk asked.
"The person who takes action is very strong, his aura is extremely evil and extremely sacred, he has the Buddha Kingdom in his palm!"
Jiang Chen said.
The unknown old monk was slightly startled when he heard this, and then frowned, apparently remembering something.
"Three hundred years ago, a monk appeared in Jialing County. This man's name was Nan Bo. He was proficient in Buddhism and had never lost in debates with others. However, if you think carefully, his Buddhist principles are all fallacies."
"Later, a wandering monk came here and debated the scriptures with him. The two sides debated for three days and three nights. The wandering monk defeated Nanbo. Nanbo became angry and beat Youfang to death because of his high level and strong magic power.
Monk."
"Later, Nan Bo also disappeared completely. Two hundred years ago, Nan Bo reappeared. At that time, he was already a master of Xiaoyao Realm. Moreover, he was deeply possessed by the devil and was called the Demon Monk!"
"The possessed Nan Bo has almost defeated all the invincible opponents in the world. Let alone Jialing County, even if we look at the entire Zhou Dynasty, there are not many people who can be said to be better than him."
"Later, he was killed by Li Daoxuan, the great master of the Great Zhou Dynasty, together with the nine great ministers of the Great Zhou Dynasty and many strong men from the Xiaoyao Realm. However, it is said that he also accepted two disciples, one of whom was suspected to be Venerable Liusha."
"This Venerable Liusha seems to be unsatisfied. He has been delving into some evil ways. I heard that he has been doing random things in Nanjun. He will probably be destroyed sooner or later."
The unknown old monk spoke.
"Fellow Taoist is very far-sighted. That Venerable Liusha has been destroyed by me."
"What do you mean by this, Nan Bo was not dead back then, but has reappeared now, so he kidnapped my friend?"
Jiang Chen asked.
The unknown old monk shook his head when he heard this.
"No, no!"
"With so many masters working together to surround and kill them, the leader, Li Daoxuan, is extremely talented and is known as one of the monks most likely to become a Dao Lord in Xuanzhou. How could Nan Bo fake his own death and escape."
"Nanbo Kai spreads the art of integrating the Buddha and the devil, which allows the Buddha and the devil to flow freely. After nine turns of the Buddha and the devil, you can become a Taoist master!"
"It's a pity that he didn't go on, or that he failed and was killed in the end, but he did have two apprentices."
"The Venerable Liusha in Nanjun has mediocre qualifications and practices a heretical practice. Although he usually dresses like a monk, he is still a heretic cultivator at heart, so it can be seen that he has not received the true inheritance of Nanbo."
"Then it is very likely that the person who got the true biography of Nanbo is the young disciple who has never shown up!"
"It is very possible that he has obtained the true biography of Nanbo, and can switch between Buddha nature and demonic nature at will, which is what you call extremely holy and extremely evil!"
"This road is really feasible!"
The unknown old monk shook his head and said helplessly.
"Then let me ask Master Nanbo, who is your little disciple?"
Jiang Chen stared at the unknown old monk with his eyes and asked.
"I can not understand what you say!"
The smile on the face of the unknown old monk remained unchanged, and his expression did not change at all.
"Maybe you can fool others, but you can't fool me!"
"You are the Demon Monk Nanbo!"
"This body must have been obtained by you. It doesn't fit well with your own body. Therefore, you have been practicing hard for more than two hundred years and still cannot return to its prime, let alone go any further!"
"Yes and no?"
Jiang Chen looked at the unknown old monk and shouted decisively.
Nan Bo's method of seizing a body is indeed very powerful, but in his eyes it is nothing, because he masters the art of fetal transformation!
The transformation of the fetus into shape is the supreme way of transformation. It can transform into a man, a woman, an old man, a young man, a divine bird, or a strange beast.
wonderful!
But this is just the art of shape-changing, and the art of embryonic transformation is the creation of the heaven and the earth. It is the perfect secret method of seizing the body, and you can also use it to cultivate the incarnation outside the body!
Although Jiang Chen has never taken another person's body, nor has he practiced external incarnation, it does not mean that he does not understand these things.
Regarding the method of seizing a body, the art of fetal transformation and shape-changing is the ancestor of the secret method learned by Nan Bo!
No matter how hard Nan Bo tried to cover up, he still had nothing to hide from Jiang Chen!
Originally, I just followed Xuan Xin's suggestion to come here for a casual look, but I didn't expect that he actually caught a big fish!
Nanbo, the demon monk who dominated the world of spiritual practice in the Great Zhou Dynasty two hundred years ago, appeared in front of him again!
"Amitabha!"
"I didn't expect that my little Taoist friend, you are also proficient in the secret method of seizing a body. It seems that you and I are still members of the same Taoist!"
Even though the nameless old monk was exposed by Jiang Chen in front of his face, he did not become angry and still had that smile on his face.
But now in Jiang Chen's opinion, this smile is so fake and ironic!
"Young master, you are putting gold on your face. Buddha is the Tao, I am a Taoist priest, and you are a bald donkey. We have never been on the same path!"
"Where is Zhou Motong? Hand him over to me quickly, otherwise I won't mind sending you back to the west!"
With a thought in Jiang Chen's mind, the Purple Bamboo Sword appeared in his hand, pointing at Demon Monk Nanbo, and spoke with murderous intent.
"I'm not lying to you. I didn't capture the little dragon. I ate her father. If you want to maintain the balance between Buddha nature and demon nature, you have to kill a lot."
"And now I only have this broken body left, and there is no hope for my future in this life. What's the point of bothering me?"
Demon Monk Nanbo responded with a smile on his face.