It was also spoken in the language of modern and ancient times, so that both Xiao Changfeng and Ji Ruge could understand it.
However, this mountain and this temple were too weird, which made Ji Ruge unconsciously grab the corner of Xiao Changfeng's clothes, with a hint of fear in her beautiful eyes.
Xiao Changfeng, however, was not afraid. He strode towards the small temple at this moment.
"There is Yin Qi."
Ji Ruge's pretty face was full of fear, and she carefully reminded Xiao Changfeng, hoping that he would not go there.
"It doesn't matter."
Xiao Changfeng smiled faintly and continued to walk forward.
Ji Ruge did not dare to stay alone. Although she was afraid, she still followed Xiao Changfeng.
Soon, the two of them arrived at the small temple.
Squeak!
The dilapidated temple door opened, and a small head poked out.
This is a young monk, about seven or eight years old, with a pair of big innocent eyes.
He looked at Xiao Changfeng and Ji Ruge curiously.
However, the young monk came out with a mission, so he did not completely hide behind the door.
He walked out from behind the door a little shyly, clasping his hands.
"Two donors, Master has been waiting inside for a long time."
The young monk stepped aside to make way for Xiao Changfeng and Ji Ruge to enter.
At this time, the look of fear on Ji Ruge's face became even stronger. She pulled Xiao Changfeng's clothes hard, hoping to stop it.
However, Xiao Changfeng still had a faint smile on his face and stepped forward.
Ji Ruge had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow Xiao Changfeng in.
When passing by the little monk, the little monk showed an innocent smile.
But it startled Ji Ruge so much that he almost sat down on the ground.
Xiao Changfeng strolled leisurely and entered the small temple.
The small temple is not big, and you can see it at a glance.
On the ground, there are some mossy slate floor tiles, but they have been in disrepair for a long time, with one piece missing in the east and one missing in the west.
It is full of potholes and extremely rough.
A stone Buddha statue, two futons, a lamp, and a stick of sandalwood.
This is everything inside the temple.
However, these are also very dilapidated.
The Buddha statue is mottled, very old, and has lost a lot of stone chips. It does not look compassionate, but rather eerie.
The futon was in tatters, with hay leaking out of it.
A corner of the green lantern was missing, and the light was not bright and swayed slightly, making the light in the temple a bit dim.
As for the stick of sandalwood, it was burned in front of the Buddha statue. The sandalwood was as thick as a finger, and the incense curled up.
Under the Buddha statue, there is an old monk sitting on a futon.
This monk cannot tell his age, he is too old.
His face was so full of wrinkles that even his eyes could not be seen clearly, there was only a gap.
His eyebrows have long since turned gray, and even his teeth have completely fallen out, leaving no one behind.
His body was extremely skinny and skinny.
It's like a piece of human skin covering a skeleton.
This made the monk's robe with many patches on his body look very wide and empty.
"Ghost!"
Seeing the old monk, Ji Ruge was so frightened that he screamed, breaking the silence in the small temple.
She was so frightened that she trembled all over and closed her eyes tightly, not daring to take another look.
However, Xiao Changfeng looked as usual, fearless.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. This distinguished guest has come from afar. I'm not honored. Please take a seat."
Although the old monk is about to die and grow old.
But the sound is very clear and not muddy.
At this time, he placed another futon in front of Xiao Changfeng and motioned for him to sit down.
Ji Ruge shivered, while Xiao Changfeng slowly sat down.
At this time, the young monk walked in, holding two cups of tea with difficulty, and placed them in front of Xiao Changfeng and Ji Ruge.
"Donor, please have tea!"
The little monk put down the tea, bowed, and showed his innocent smile again.
Ji Ruge closed her eyes tightly, hiding behind Xiao Changfeng and shivering, not even daring to look at him, let alone drinking tea.
However, Xiao Changfeng picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Well, good tea!"
Xiao Changfeng sighed in praise and drank all the tea in the cup in one gulp.
"The master shouldn't be from this era, right?"
Xiao Changfeng put down his tea cup and asked with interest.
Master Jiebei's face was covered with wrinkles, and his expression and eyes could not be clearly seen.
Maybe it's because I haven't talked to anyone in a long time.
Master Jiebei is willing to talk more with Xiao Changfeng.
"Hey, so many years have passed by, and today's times are indeed different from those before."
Master Jiebei's words are an acknowledgment of his origin.
He is not from this era, not even from this and ancient times.
"According to the name of this era, I should have been born in ancient times and survived in this world."
People from ancient times?
If this news spreads, it will definitely shock the world.
The ancient times are at least half a million years old.
Even a strong person in the divine realm cannot live for such a long time.
"Lao Na took refuge in my Buddha since he was a child. He fasted and chanted sutras day and night. Later, he gained the mercy of my Buddha, entered the divine realm, and achieved the status of Arhat."
"It's a pity that I couldn't get rid of the evil obstacles of cause and effect, and I was trapped here year after year, unable to escape."
Master Jiebei introduces himself.
He turned out to be a powerful man in the divine realm.
Although I don’t know what the specific realm is, those who can achieve the Arhat status are definitely extraordinary.
But being trapped here and unable to leave is also a kind of sadness.
"Everything I have learned was given to me by the Buddha. So the end is approaching. I don't want my Buddhist scriptures to be cut off. I hope I can find someone who is destined to pass them on."
Master Jiebei raised his head slightly and looked at Xiao Changfeng with narrowed eyes.
It seems that the destined person is Xiao Changfeng.
A powerful Arhat from ancient times, his inheritance is absolutely extraordinary.
And it is also one of the three major forces, Buddhism.
If he can inherit it, he might be able to break through the divine realm and become a new Arhat in the future.
This is a huge temptation and an opportunity that is hard to refuse.
"Why doesn't the master pass it on to the little master?"
Xiao Changfeng had a smile on his face and glanced at the little monk who was secretly looking at him.
When it comes to inheritance, this young monk is obviously more suitable.
"Zhiyun is just like me, trapped here year after year, unable to pass away, and can only stay here with me for a long time."
Master Jiebei shook his head and said.
Although this young monk seems young, he should be of the same era as Master Jie Bei.
His true age is frighteningly old.
Therefore there is no way to escape.
"Donor, I am abrupt and I wonder if the benefactor is willing to accept my Buddha's mantle."
Master Jiebei spoke slowly, full of fatal temptation.
Arhat's inheritance has become a mysterious method, which is something that many people can only hope for but cannot achieve.
At this time, Master Jie Bei had kind eyebrows and kind eyes, just like a kind old monk.
But Xiao Changfeng laughed.
"If it were someone else, I might not be able to resist your temptation, but how can you hide this little trick from me?"
Xiao Changfeng smiled, and his smile gradually faded, with a cold light in his eyes:
"Master, I'm afraid he covets my body and wants to seize it!"