Longtou Mountain is composed of more than ten peaks. Because there is a clear stream winding through the mountains, like a flying dragon dancing, so it is named Longtou Mountain.
Among the more than ten peaks, the peak named "Dragon Head" is the most popular among tourists. On this peak, there is an ancient dragon temple. Although it has been polished by years of wind and frost, it has a long history and is full of incense all year round.
It took Uncle Jiu, Taoist Four Eyes and Feng Yi less than two hours to get here. Because this area is flat and densely populated, climbing Longtou Mountain to worship the Dragon Ancient Temple has become a major hobby of local residents.
Not only that, because this temple is very spiritual, many tourists from other places also come here to visit.
Looking at the prosperous Longgu Temple, the three of them looked solemn.
"Brother, I see that the Buddha's light shines all over the Longgu Temple. It looks like a pure place of Buddhism. It doesn't look like a place where the ghost king stays." Four eyes.
The Taoist priest frowned and murmured.
"Yes, I once had a relationship with Master Lingzhi. He is an eminent monk with profound Buddhist teachings and great strength. How could I tolerate the existence of the Ghost King, unless..."
"Unless he is killed by the Ghost King."
Feng Yi took over Uncle Jiu's words and said in a heavy tone.
"Senior Brother, what is the realm of Master Lingzhi?" Taoist Priest Simu asked from the side.
"He is the same generation as Master Ikkyu and has similar strength, but it was already five years ago." Uncle Jiu explained.
After hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Taoist Master Simu and Feng Yi both frowned. Were they already in the human-teacher realm five years ago?
After those five years, he will definitely be stronger than before.
In this way, he was killed by the Ghost King.
The strength of this ghost king is evident.
Feng snorted softly when he thought of the landlady who was playing tricks on him.
This bastard, even if he died, he didn’t tell himself the true identity of the Ghost King.
How powerful he is, obviously he wants to trick himself.
If you are uneasy and have good intentions, you are not wrong to kill.
"Uncle Master, there is a saying that the most dangerous place is the safest place. As the number one target of the ghosts, the ghost king is hiding in the Longgu Temple. This move is very shrewd." Feng Yiyi looked at him with four eyes.
The Taoist priest said.
"Yes, ghosts have always avoided the holy land of Buddhism, but he did the opposite. With his mind alone, he could not live up to the title of King of Ghosts, not to mention that he also killed the spiritual master...
It’s hard to deal with!” Taoist Priest Simu sighed.
"Well, it's not easy to get a job in this government." Uncle Jiu also felt deeply about this.
"Don't worry, Master, no matter how strong the opponent is, this manor must be ours!"
Feng Yi said firmly.
His idea is very simple. If everyone gets the news about the Ghost King at the same time, Uncle Jiu will definitely not have the upper hand in front of several big bosses in the Earth Master realm.
But by chance!
Feng Yi accidentally bumped into an evil ghost who had escaped from the underworld, and learned in advance the background of the official election and the location of the Ghost King.
What does this mean?
Uncle Jiu is a well-deserved son of the plane!
Not strong enough?
It doesn't matter, let you cheat.
If you can't handle this, you might as well find a piece of tofu and kill yourself.
"Don't comfort me. Being a teacher is not as unbearable as you think. Remember, be careful in everything and don't underestimate the enemy." Uncle Jiu said.
"Um."
Feng Yi and Taoist Master Si Mu both nodded, and the three of them walked towards Longgu Temple.
The closer we get to Longgu Temple, the greater the pressure on the three people.
Without him, not even a hint of ghost energy could be detected in the temple. If he didn't know about it in advance, who would have dared to believe that there would be a ghost king hiding here?
Accept the worship of pilgrims, put on a compassionate smile, and think
I feel shuddering just thinking about it.
Because there were so many pilgrims, the three of them did not take action directly. Anyway, they were not wearing robes today and looked just like ordinary people. Uncle Jiu even used the incense money to buy three handfuls of sandalwood.
Three Taoist priests came to a Buddhist place to offer incense, but they found it strange.
Inside the temple, the tall golden Buddha is shining with golden light, solemn and solemn, the ground is spotless, the smell of incense is strong, and there are several young monks standing on the left and right sides, lowering their heads and chanting Buddhist scriptures.
There were several futons placed on the ground, and pilgrims knelt on them one after another, showing great piety.
After the three of them finished applying incense, they began to look around calmly.
As a Taoist, the incense stick is already very good. Kneel down and worship the Buddha statue? Even if it is fake, I cannot accept it.
Feng Yi shrugged his nose, with a serious expression on his face.
It was just that we were far away and couldn't smell the Yin Qi;
Now that he has arrived at the temple, what he smells is still bursts of sandalwood...
This ghost king's hiding ability is also amazing.
Since the nose doesn't work, try something else.
Feng Yi slowly let the breath out of his body, and suddenly found two identical breaths filling the air. He couldn't help but burst into laughter. Uncle Jiu and Taoist Master Four Eyes were doing the same thing as him...
Just when the three of them were about to inspect the temple, a young and honest-looking young monk came over and said, "Amitabha, hello, three donors."
Um?
The three people first put away their breath, and then looked at the young monk together.
The little monk has pretty features and a thin body, but his eyes are very bright.
"Hello, little master." The three of them returned the greeting collectively.
"I see that the three of you are all kind-hearted people. It seems that they are destined to be my Buddha. I wonder why you came here today?" the young monk asked with a smile.
"Oh, I had an encounter with the spiritual master in my early years.
, I have been feeling restless recently, and I want to ask the master for help, but I don’t know where the master is?" Uncle Jiu said with a pious look.
Just when we were about to investigate the temple, this little monk suddenly appeared. It was quite a coincidence.
Since you took the initiative to ask, let’s take a look at what kind of medicine you are selling.
"It's really unfortunate that my master has been feeling cold recently and is resting in the backyard. I'm afraid it's not convenient." The young monk said calmly, neither humble nor overbearing.
Feel the cold occasionally?
Feng Yi smiled, pointed at Uncle Jiu and said, "It just so happens that my master has good medical skills, so I can help him take a look."
The little monk's pupils shrank, he shook his head and said, "It's too troublesome."
"Master Lingzhi is so virtuous and respectable. How can we bear to let him suffer from illness? Let us go and have a look. It can be considered as our best effort."
The smile on Feng Yi's face became brighter and brighter, but he couldn't stop laughing in his heart.
Would a master in the realm of being a master avoid seeing guests because of the cold?
It is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world.
Not to mention a few of them, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were just starting out, and their physical fitness was much better than ordinary people. Injuries were common, and minor illnesses such as colds and fevers were basically insulated from them.
The young monk's face darkened. Just as he was about to speak, his figure suddenly froze. Then he smiled again and said, "Since you guys are interested, just follow me here."
After speaking, he turned and walked towards the backyard.
Uncle Jiu and the other two looked at each other, took a deep breath, and followed.
