If Emperor Ye hadn't told him personally that this was the Xiangguo Temple, Emperor Ye would have thought that someone erected a broken door frame on the mountain to deceive people. ∈♀Ding∈♀Dian∈♀小∈♀ said,
"Haha, it turns out to be Donor Ye. I haven't seen you for a long time. Please come in!"
Just when Ye Huang was still struggling, a person flashed out of the door. He looked to be in his seventies or eighties, with white hair and beard. He was dressed in coarse linen clothes and said to Ye Chaoyang and Ye Huang with their hands clasped together.
"Thank you, Master, for opening the door. Sorry for disturbing you again."
Here, the Ye Dynasty did not dare to neglect him. Although the person in front of him was hundreds of years younger than himself, he was the ancestor of several generations of ancestors in any temple outside, and his strength was also extremely profound.
Seeing that his grandfather was so respectful, Emperor Ye did not dare to show any slightness at that moment, and hurriedly put his hands together with great respect.
"Almsgiver Ye is too humble. The old abbot has expected that the two of you will come today, so he specially asked me to come and open the door. Please come in."
"Haha, I knew I would never hide this from the old abbot. Your Majesty, we are blessed today, come in."
Patting Ye Huang on the shoulder, Ye Wang walked into the foyer with a slight smile on his face.
Ye Huang also quickly followed in.
As soon as he entered the foyer, Ye Huang felt that his whole body was wiped by a gentle wind, and a strange change occurred in his whole body.
When he looked up, his jaw almost dropped. What he saw in front of him was jaw-dropping.
Behind the simple stone gate, there is a completely different world, just like Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Spring, with vast mountains and rivers and vast clouds that can't be seen at a glance.
Throughout the mountains and rivers, all you can see is green and vigorous pine vegetation, and stone houses and thatched huts dotted on some hills.
Birds and beasts were flying in the sky, and some beasts were roaring in the mountains.
If his grandfather hadn't told him personally that Xiangguo Temple was located in the Yanshan Mountains, he would never have believed it was true.
If these scenes were pushed forward thousands of years, he would still believe them.
But this is modern times. What does the Yanshan Mountains look like now, and what does it look like here?
Inside and outside the territory are simply two worlds.
"What, you're surprised?"
Ye Chaoyang on the side saw Emperor Ye's surprise and asked with a chuckle.
"I'm not very surprised, I'm really surprised. If you hadn't told me that this place is in the Yanshan Mountains, I couldn't believe that this place would be in the Yanshan Mountains. This is simply a paradise."
Ye Huang's words were full of admiration for Xiangguo Temple.
"Hahaha, to tell you the truth, when I first stepped into this place, I thought I had gone to the wrong place. Over the past few hundred years, I have walked through many famous mountains and rivers, but this Xiangguo Temple is so return to nature. The place is really nice.”
"All this is thanks to the efforts of the eminent monks. Let's go."
Because Ye Huang no longer knows ancient martial arts, and this Xiangguo Temple can be said to be an entire sea of mountains, rivers and forests, Ye Huang has no choice but to be carried by his grandfather like a chicken.
The eminent monk in front clasped his hands together and walked away in the air, as if he were walking on flat ground. His expression was peaceful and kind-hearted, full of Buddha nature. Emperor Ye was stunned when he saw it.
However, what made him even more stunned was that all the monks in the Xiangguo Temple. There were hundreds of them, and almost all of them could fly through the air. In other words, every monk in the Xiangguo Temple was at least innately powerful. above.
There were hundreds of innate warriors, Emperor Ye had never seen so many even in Kunlun Mountain.
It is true that he confirmed that there are many more Jedi warriors in Kunlun Mountain than the people in front of him, but after all, they do not belong to the same force.
But these people belong to Xiangguo Temple. Once all this power breaks out, it is hard for Ye Huang to imagine what power in the world can stop them.
After walking in the mountains like this for about five minutes, the three of them finally landed on a platform.
The platform is a natural formation, not like what some practitioners in Kunlun Mountain call it by cutting out rocks.
On the platform closest to the cliff, an old man was sitting cross-legged in meditation, as if heaven and earth were merging together.
When Ye Huang just landed, he didn't notice the other person at first. If the other person hadn't gotten up and walked over with a smile, he would have thought that the person didn't exist at all.
The old man didn't show anything, but just this hand made Ye Huang feel horrified.
This person has completely reached the point where he has returned to his original nature, and his whole person has completely integrated into nature. This ability is infinitely more powerful than the so-called illusions and mazes.
"Master, Donor Ye and the others are here."
"Well, you go."
"Yes, Master."
After nodding, the monk who had just led the way clasped his hands and left.
"Sit here, you brought him here more than twenty years later than expected. Fortunately, you still brought him here."
The old man did not know other people with white beards and hair. On the contrary, he had this trace of earthly atmosphere. If he had not been bald and white-robed, and met him on the street, Ye Huang would have said that he thought the other person was only forty or fifty.
middle-aged and elderly people.
Who would have thought that the person in front of him was the old abbot of Xiangguo Temple who was rumored to have lived for thousands of years.
"Everything in the world is predestined. The emperor was determined at the beginning and could not avoid it. Now he is back, thanks to the hexagram made by the senior that day."
"Hehehe, this is not because of my fortune-telling, but because of the destiny of little benefactor Ye. Little guy, why are you looking at me like this, old monk? Do you think I look like a pig butcher?"
Seeing Emperor Ye glaring at him, the old abbot said with a smile, without any anger on his face.
"To be honest, senior, you really don't look like the immortal I imagined you to be. I really can't recognize you when you walk on the street."
Ye Huang was not good at telling lies, so he spoke frankly and honestly.
"Hahaha, after so many years, you are the only one who dares to say that about me. That's right, that's right. You have a lot of wisdom. You have passed the first test, so sit down."
With a wave of his hand, the old abbot took a handful of withered grass from the dry grass nearby. Then, under Ye Huang's eyes, the withered grass was quickly woven into three futons and fell at his feet.
"Mom, should I tell some lies? This old abbot is so stupid."
Being able to control one's own power to such a superb level, Emperor Ye has never heard of it, let alone seen it.
On the other hand, my grandfather, as if he was not surprised, just sat cross-legged.
"Is this kid's injury the reason you came here this time?"
"That's right, senior, please look at this picture."
"Oh, let me see."
As a result, the old abbot squinted at the map in Ye Chaoyao's hand, and then his eyes opened slightly and became much brighter.
"Old guy Zhang Sanfeng actually gave you this thing?"
The old abbot's words made Emperor Ye's jaw almost drop.
Dear Grandpa Dugu and the others, the old guy who looked like a beggar they met was Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Zhenren?
