MTL - My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World-Chapter 185

Jing Yue took a deep breath, pulled down Qin Yanzhi's hand, turned his head and smiled, "Yan Zhi is right, the waist is very important, so take good care of it."

Qin Yanzhi frowned slightly, always feeling bad.

Sure enough, then he listened to the other side and said, "From today on, I won't cooperate with you to learn the dual practice method, and raise your waist and talk about it."

Qin Yanzhi: "..."

Qin Yanzhi wanted to rescue it, but Jing Yue didn't give him a chance, so he went away.

The road was round and round, and when they finally came to the end, they found that the exit was blocked by a large stone.

There is a restriction on the stone, and it is not manpower that can be moved. In this way, Wei Zhentu finally turns to play.

Jing Yue waited for him to break the ban. Qin Yanzhi beside him kept saying a few words, and Lan Feng was still immersed in the grief of "lost the ugly", only Xueming looked at Wei Zhentu.

The other person's profile is very handsome, his eyebrows are long and his nose is straight. At this time, his serious face is very different from usual.

Obviously it should be strange, but he always finds this scene very familiar, it seems to have happened a long time ago ...

Xueming suddenly felt a pain in his head, and chaotic memory fragments impacted his soul. He covered his head and couldn't help snoring, attracting the attention of others.

Wei Zhentu quickly stopped his movements and stepped forward to support Xueming, anxiously: "What's wrong with you?"

Xueming leaned on him halfway and shook his head weakly, trying to say that he was fine. But when the words came to my mouth, I remembered that I was still practicing mantras, so I opened a pair of big water mist eyes and looked at each other innocently.

Even Lan Feng couldn't hide his caution, let alone Wei Zhentu? The latter knew that Xueming just didn't want to talk to him, and his heart was a little bit awkward, and seeing that the other party was fine, he said, "It's all right, take care of yourself."

He continued to break the restrictions, but leaving his arms, Xuemington felt a little unpleasant.

That feeling was hard to describe. Xue Ming thought about it and decided to read it.

When the ban was broken, everyone suddenly opened their eyes—green mountains and lush mountains, lush green water, and a touch of sandalwood scented around the nose.

As soon as a few people stepped through the prohibition and did not cast a spell, their robes dried on their own. They looked at each other. Wei Zhentu said: "This should be a closed and closed space, free from outside influence."

Jing Yue: "Although the Great Master Miao is not dangerous during our trip, I think it's rather weird here, so it's better to be careful."

They walked along the mountain road. On one side was a cliff edge cut by a knife and on the other side was a deep valley. When they reached the mountainside, scattered craters began to appear on the cliff. Each pit had a height Stone carved Buddha statues, but without exception, these Buddha statues have no head.

The more you go up the mountain, the bigger the pothole, the more and more Buddha statues in the cave, but still a buddha head is missing.

Everyone felt weird. Only Lan Feng saw that he had the opportunity to express himself and cheered up: "Each Buddha represents a disciple of Wanfo Temple. These disciples died all day, and of course the statue of the Buddha was gone. "

On the way to Wei Zhentu, he also heard about Wanfo Temple. At this time, he was startled and said, "The disciples in Murphy Temple were beheaded and died?"

Lan Fengdou's eyes glared. "It wasn't this one who killed it. How can this one know?"

Wei Zhentu: "Aren't you omniscient?"

Lan Feng was speechless, and it took me a while to think of reasons to save the respect. "Slightly insignificant things that don't deserve to be in the eyes of this seat. This seat is known to be a big thing in all heavens! Important things!"

Wei Zhentu: "Oh ..."

Lan Feng is very angry, always feel that this "oh" is insulting him!

They overtook six mountains in a row, and finally came to the gate of Wanfo Temple. From the appearance alone, the gate is not in a state of decay. Instead, it looks like someone is constantly cleaning. But how can there be living people in the ruins?

Jing Yue was vigilant and carefully entered the gate.

As soon as you entered the mountain gate, you saw a huge incense burner with green smoke in it, covering a hundred halls in front of it.

Jing Yue: "Why is the incense burner still burning here? Aren't all the disciples in the temple dead?"

Qin Yanzhi: "Even if it wasn't dead then, there shouldn't be any traces after so many years have passed."

Unfortunately, even Lan Feng could not answer their questions. Several people looked around the incense burner and found no clues.

Jing Yue looked up and looked at the closest hall to them.

The heavy door of the main hall was closed tightly, and several people approached it step by step, but just halfway through it, I heard Qin Yan's branch said, "Someone."

"Who?" Jing Yue asked subconsciously, looking around, and no half figure was seen.

"You, you don't talk nonsense." Lan Feng shivered in hiding in Jing Yue's arms, he was frightened by what Qin Yanzhi said, "There can't be anyone here!"

Qin Yanzhi pointed to a side road next to the main hall. "Really, I saw someone passing by there."

He was worried about any traps and was afraid to catch up.

Several people looked at each other, I wonder if it is better to enter the hall, or to chase the path?

At this moment, just listening to the "squeak", the door of the hall opened by itself!

Everyone looked at the black cave hall, and it was clear that the sun was just right, but everyone's heart was cold.

Jing Yue took a look at the temple, and there was a huge Buddha statue in the temple. A row of wooden ladders surrounded the statue and extended to the back of the statue.

Who opened the door?

Is it the wind? But there was no wind at this time.

In the end, Jing Yue calmed down, "I ... I went in with Yan Zhi, Wei Daoyou and Master Xue Ming waited outside the hall."

Wei Zhentu: "It's not right, it's very weird. If we are scattered, it is more dangerous."

Jing Yue thought about it, and felt that Wei Zhentu's concerns were also justified, saying: "Then we go in together, everyone be careful."

Everyone was nervous, but they went around the hall but found nothing. Eventually, their eyes fell on the wooden ladder.

Before they could go upstairs, they suddenly heard strange noises upstairs.

"咚, 咚, 咚 ..."

Qin Yanzhi immediately pulled out Taiqing, and slightly raised his head and said, "Who ?!"

No one answered in the dark, only a constant snoring.

Wei Zhentu: "What the **** is this?"

Jing Yue: "It seems like ..."

"The sound of knocking wooden fish!"

The interface is Xue Ming. At this moment, he doesn't dare to practice any closed mantra. "It's the sound of knocking on a wooden fish. I won't admit it!"

The other three looked dignified, and no one thought about him, but for a long time, Jing Yue stepped on a wooden ladder.

As several people climbed up the stairs one after another, the wooden ladder made an overwhelming crunching sound, echoing in the hall, looking particularly gloomy.

Several people stepped faster and faster, and when Jing Yue turned around and behind the Buddha statue, he paused suddenly.

"How ..." Xue Ming asked subconsciously, then opened his eyes wide-on the wooden floor, heads were lined up neatly, and a bone was floating on each head.

"Hmm ..."

This is the sound of bones pounding on the head, but there is always a compassionate smile on the head.

"Ah !!!" Lan Feng was so frightened that he grabbed Jing Yue's placket and twisted his head, afraid to look, "Jing Jing, there is a ghost! There is a ghost!"

"Don't be afraid." Jing Yue patted Lan Feng's shaking body. "They disappeared ..."

It really disappeared. The moment the blue phoenix screamed, these heads and sticks were instantly dissipated in the eyes of everyone, and the floor was empty, except for several colored Buddha statues with different shapes around it, which seemed to be watching. With these trespassers.

"Yes, is it the magic door method?" Xueming asked with a quivering voice, "but I can't feel the magic."

Wei Zhentu: "Illusion."

He stepped up the wooden ladder one step, and made a stroke at the position where the human head had just been placed, and saw dozens of skulls appearing on the floor, with dozens of white bones scattered nearby.

Wei Zhentu: "These are real, but we see another scene."

Several people went upstairs one by one and examined them carefully, not even letting them go in the corners, but apart from these bones, they were still not found.

They had to leave the hall and walk towards the path Qin Yanzhi had just mentioned. On the side of the road was a towering temple, and on the other side was a red wall.

When they reached the end of the path, they saw an empty and wide platform, but as soon as they stepped onto the platform, many monks appeared in front of them. These monks are half-dressed and doing the same thing as the portraits carved on the walls of the martyrdom. They have expressions of excitement or pain, or obscenity or intoxication, but everything has only a visual impact and no sound.

"call out--"

The sword rang, and Xiao Canglan sword flew out on his own, stabbing at the monks.

Before the sword arrived, the monks disappeared as if they felt threatened, and disappeared without trace as they appeared.

Xiao Canglan Sword returned to Jing Yue's hands. He thought for a while: "Illusion must have a controller. It is either a person or a thing, or a formation. We don't need to waste time on illusion, but we must find the control behind it. By."

Wei Zhentu: "These illusions have not hurt us for the time being, but they are guiding us. What is their purpose?"

Jing Yue lowered his head and asked Lan Feng, "Well, Shizhen really killed all the disciples in the temple that year, and did not leave alive?"

Lan Feng's entire body was buried in his jacket. Even if Jing Yue spoke to him, he didn't dare to take the liberty, and just said, "It's true! I can show you!"

As soon as his voice fell, the surrounding scenes suddenly changed.

They were in a temple with a statue of Buddha in front of them. A monk wearing a white monk robe sat before them with their backs.

Lan Feng: "This is a scene in which Hao Hai knows the sea. He has made it obvious. You are just bystanders here and will not have any impact on what really happened."

Jing Yue looked at Lan Feng with a stunning look, "I didn't expect that you still have this ability?"

Lan Feng was praising him when he heard the scene, and the ghost was not afraid anymore, he suddenly got out, "Is this terrible?"

For their blue phoenix family, this is simply a gift of instinct, as ordinary people eat and drink, so he has never taken it seriously, and has not shown it to outsiders.

Jing Yue: "Unheard of."

Seeing everyone else nodded, Lan Feng shuddered suddenly, and his heart was a bit frightened. He had missed many opportunities to show up before.

Humph! When he leaves here, he must let Jing Jing see his knowledge reserve, as well as those pure love novels and movies from other realms, which can also be shared with Jing Jing!

Jing Yue had already focused on the monk at this time. He stepped forward and gradually saw the monk's beautiful face.

When he came to the monk's front, he saw the monk's lips smile and opened his eyes slowly.

His eyes contained all the complexities of human nature, but they disappeared in an instant, leaving nothing to be desired.

"That's it, I get it," the monk whispered.

The voice fell, and a tear in his right eye slipped onto his cheek. It was wisdom and compassion.

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