"Your Highness, since the temple is left by the remnants of the Buddhist clan, if you insist on looking for it, it will be very detrimental to Your Highness if other crown princes find it." An old man advised.
Meng Yangcheng smiled faintly: "If I can find the temple, it will be a great achievement."
The seven old men all showed curiosity, but Meng Yangcheng did not explain further.
Because in the temple, there is the inheritance of the Buddhist clan, and what kind of existence is the Buddhist clan?
In the past, there were ancestor kings who ruled an era. How amazing is the inheritance of the Buddha? Even if the inheritance in the temple is definitely not complete, only a part, it is enough to make the hearts of saints move.
At the beginning, the Qinglong Dynasty strictly blocked the news because they did not want to alarm the saint. However, the old emperor was seriously injured and could not suppress the general trend of the world in the Golden Desert. He could only look back and sigh, and it has been delayed until now.
Meng Yangcheng was extremely confident that he would be able to find the temple, because no one knew that he also secretly learned the Buddhist exercises. Although it was just a little bit superficial, after entering the golden desert, the relationship between the exercises and the temple was
There will be resonance.
So, he can definitely find it.
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Ling Han fought monsters every day, was blown by strong winds, and was hit by yellow sand. After more than a month, he seemed like a different person. He could shake off two kilograms of sand with just a jump.
He was numb and almost wanted to vomit.
Fortunately, the gold essence in his hand is also steadily increasing. I believe that in another month and a half, he will be able to fuse the gold crystal element.
"For at least ten years, I will walk around the desert whenever I see it."
And after such a long time passed, Ling Han opened eighteen acupoints again, bringing the total number to ninety.
"Hey, handsome pot, am I dazzled, or is there really a temple in front of me?" Tang Yun'er suddenly said.
Ling Han was walking like a zombie. After hearing this, he raised his head and saw a huge temple with brilliant golden walls appearing in front of him. It was extremely majestic.
He glanced at it, still numb: "It's a mirage, don't pay attention to it."
"But, it looks quite real." Tang Yun'er said again.
"Haha." Ling Han had no reaction.
"Let's go!" The little Loli pulled Ling Han towards the temple.
Even though the big temple is right ahead, after walking for half a day, it's not even close.
"Is it really a mirage?" The little Loli lost interest, "I'm so angry, baby, I won't play anymore!" She got into the Yangyuan Gourd. Although the space inside will also be affected by the outside world and will be hotter and drier, compared to
I don't know how much better it would be if I came from the outside world.
Ling Han didn't react at all. He would only become murderous when he encountered a creature with a gold element.
"Om...well..."
Suddenly, a voice came to Ling Han's ears, reaching directly into his consciousness, like a yellow bell, which was thought-provoking and made him wake up from his confused state immediately.
This is a Buddhist verse.
Ling Han paused and looked forward. He couldn't help showing a look of shock. Isn't this a mirage, but a real temple?
The legendary temple?
No, what kind of luck is he, entering the Golden Desert for the first time, and it has only been more than a month, and he has encountered a temple that many people will never encounter in their lifetime?
If you only see it with your eyes, it may still be a mirage, but if you also hear Zen singing in your ears, it is different.
Ling Han spread out to the end of the world, but after he moved, he found that the distance to the temple not only did not shorten, but actually increased.
What the hell is this?
He activated his pupil technique, observed carefully, and couldn't help but wonder.
It was indeed a temple, but due to the refraction of the light and the mysterious nature of the temple itself, it appeared as an illusion.
If you head towards the temple, you will never reach it in your lifetime.
"What the Buddhists often talk about is that the sea of suffering is boundless and it is difficult to cross to the other side."
"Now, this desert is the sea of suffering, and the temple is the other shore. How do I cross?"
Ling Han's eyes sparkled, and it would have been impossible for anyone else to do it, but he was different. Not only had he obtained the magical power of eye magic, but he was also a master of formations. Using the two together, Ling Han could break the general trend of the world.
He started to move, no longer walking in a straight line, but constantly changing the direction of travel.
As the temple gets closer, the sound of Buddhist chanting becomes louder and louder, and you can even see Buddhas emerging above the temple, performing wonderful magic to transform the world and save the souls of the dead.
After walking for half an hour, Ling Han finally arrived in front of the temple.
Obviously this temple is only a hundred feet high, but Ling Han stands under the temple, but he has a feeling of incomparable insignificance. This temple seems to be the center of the universe, and it is indescribably majestic.
He could clearly see that on the murals of the temple, there was an angry Arhat, a solemn Bodhisattva with treasures, and a smiling Buddha holding his brush.
"Um?"
Ling Han turned his head suddenly and saw a group of eight people approaching from behind.
Strange, there are still people who can come here?
You also have eye skills, and you also master formations?
But Ling Han didn't know that Meng Yangcheng was even more shocked than Ling Han.
He relied on the Buddhist techniques to resonate with the temple, and was able to come here without being confused. But what did Ling Han rely on?
"Who are you?" Meng Yangcheng asked, his tone was calm, but there was a commanding arrogance. He couldn't help it, his identity was there.
Ling Han just smiled faintly. Does he need to pay attention or care?
"The Lord is asking you a question!" an old man immediately shouted.
Ling Han still didn't answer, but just showed his fist. The attitude of these people made him very unhappy, so if he didn't accept it, he would do it.
"The temple matter is of great importance." Meng Yangcheng thought for a while, "Kill him and silence him."
"Yes, Your Highness!" The seven old men all said so.
Hey, Your Highness?
There is only one dynasty on Yuehua Planet. Is this guy the prince of the Qinglong Dynasty?
An old man jumped out and attacked Ling Han. The other old men were all watching, obviously full of confidence in that man.
Ling Han also has murderous intentions. Do you want to kill me? Then I will kill you first.
He directly used his body as a weapon and hit the old man.
Bang!
Ling Han was like a cannonball, completely ignoring the old man's defense and crashing into his arms. Then he heard the old man scream, his body was blown away, and he fell to the ground.
Everyone in Meng Yangcheng was shocked, because the old man's chest was suddenly deflated, as if a washbasin was embedded in it.
This is too terrifying, isn't it? Just a collision, and a strong man on the path to immortality was injured like this?
Of course, suppressing cultivation here is still an extremely terrifying thing.
"Come together!" The remaining six old men were all frightened and rushed out one after another.