But everything is possible, and Lin Yifan is not sure whether his idea is completely correct, but it doesn't matter much to him.

Several people continued to walk, and soon passed through the arch at the back of the courtyard, and came to another place. There were two or three wooden buildings here, and some plum blossoms were planted downstairs, which made the place look quite good.

At the end is a wooden hall. A figure can be vaguely seen sitting cross-legged on a futon, and there is the sound of a wooden fish thumping.

"That is my master. He is also the abbot of this temple. My master knows a lot." The little monk chuckled, obviously adoring his master very much.

Lin Yifan hummed. Although he couldn't see anything from the back, he could vaguely feel the other party's heavy breath, and the other party's old age, a sense of twilight that could be felt just by looking at it.

Ten seconds later, the three of Lin Yifan and the young monk had reached the entrance of the main hall together. The old monk in the main hall seemed to have also felt it. With a wrinkled face, it looked like he was dying.

"Master, the three benefactors wanted to ask you something, so I brought them in. It shouldn't disturb your meditation, right?" The little monk became quite serious at this time, and asked solemnly.

The old monk glanced at the young monk, and said with a smile: "You brought the people here, why don't you talk about disturbing or not, go and prepare some tea for the guests."

The little monk suddenly smiled when he heard the words, obviously knowing that his master would definitely say that, he immediately agreed and ran towards a house.

The old monk stood up, pointed to a stone table outside the door, and said with a smile: "Several benefactors, please, the main hall is the place where the Buddha rests, please forgive me for the inconvenience."

Lin Yifan smiled lightly and waved his hands to indicate that it's okay. Actually, he didn't want to be in that hall either. He knew a little about Buddhism and knew that it was not good to be inside.

The three of them sat around the table, while Xiao Diao ran to the side to play with himself. He was really not interested in the next thing.

At the stone table, the old monk introduced himself after sitting down: "My name is Yuankong, and I have been in Haihui Temple for hundreds of years. I don't know where you are from?"

Hearing this, Lin Yifan hesitated for a while, and finally replied truthfully: "We come from a lost city ten miles away, has Master Yuankong heard of it?"

Yuankong raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in surprise: "I heard about it, but I have never been to that place. I didn't expect you to come from there. I remember that there were people who came from there before. It was a The old man is much older than you."

Lin Yifan nodded slightly. It seemed that Emperor Zizai had not lied about the initial journey. He had indeed been to this place before, but he didn't know whether the next road would really lead to the place where he obtained the Emperor's Bone.

But then Lin Yifan asked with some doubts: "Master Yuankong, the Lost City is only a dozen miles away. Haven't you been to that place once in the past few hundred years?"

A distance of more than ten miles is really not a distance for monks. Lin Yifan and the others came here only because they were not familiar with this place, so they walked so slowly. People like Yuankong should be very familiar with this place. It would probably only take an hour to go to the Lost City, but he hasn't been there yet?
Looking at Lin Yifan's puzzled face, the wrinkles on Yuankong's face squeezed together, and explained with a smile: "It's true that I haven't been to that place, but it's not that I don't want to go, it's just that I can't go."

"Why?" Lin Yifan showed surprise on his face. He was able to return to the range of the Lost City very easily before, but people like Yuankong couldn't?

"I don't know why." Yuankong shook his head and said, "There have been legends of the lost city on our side a long time ago, but no matter what, we can't find that place, or even if we find it You can’t get in there.”

"There was once a person who came out of there and entered the lost city with what the monks living in the white mist area wanted, but it still couldn't be realized. We can only find traces of the lost city in the fog."

Listening to Yuan Kong's narration, Lin Yifan frowned slightly. If this is really the case, it is indeed very strange. People here can't enter the Lost City. What is the reason for this?

At the same time, Lin Yifan remembered what Qiu Yu had said to him. Every once in a while, groups of monsters would rush out of the white mist area to attack them, so why could monsters enter the Lost City?
"Could it be that humans cannot enter the Lost City, but monsters can? Or is it that everything except humans can enter the Lost City?"

Lin Yifan couldn't help but have this idea in his mind, and it seems that only his idea can explain this phenomenon.

Tens of seconds later, Lin Yifan came back to the country. He smiled embarrassedly at Yuankong, suppressed the question, and continued to ask, "Master Yuankong, are you very familiar with this place?"

Yuankong nodded, then shook his head again, and said: "I only know about a hundred miles around, and I don't know much about it if I go further. This place is very dangerous. We can live here safely by relying on the majesty of the Buddha. But that’s not the case elsewhere.”

Lin Yifan thought about this answer. Although he was not very interested in Buddha, Yuankong knew that the range of a hundred miles was enough. If he went out of the range of a hundred miles, he would probably reach the location marked on Zizaihuang's map.

So Lin Yifan asked aloud: "Master Yuankong, our destination is the southwest direction, can you tell me what danger exists there?"

"Southwest direction?" Yuankong repeated it softly, showing a thoughtful look, as if he was seriously thinking about it.

Seeing this, Lin Yifan didn't bother, but waited for Yuankong to tell what he knew. He felt that the latter should still know about it.

Sure enough, the matter was similar to what Lin Yifan thought. After thinking about it for a minute, Yuankong said, "I'm a little clearer about this. Speaking of which, there are quite a lot of dangers in the southwest direction."

"After passing our Fu Tuo Mountain, there is a swamp. The area is very large, including ten miles around. I don't know why it is formed, but there are many dangers here, mainly the threat of monsters. A monster with peerless power."

Lin Yifan nodded slightly. After hearing this, he didn't care very much. With Yuanba's existence, it was easy for them to get through the swamp that Yuankong mentioned.

Yuan Kong's words continued, and he narrated: "After passing the swamp, there are mass graves. The danger there is higher than that of the swamp. Many weird things have happened there, and special attention is required. Even Those who possessed the realm of peerless power all died there."

Saying that, Yuankong glanced at Lin Yifan, and said with admonition: "If it's not unnecessary, I advise you not to go, these dangers are fatal enough, don't put your life on there .”

"Thank you, Master Yuankong, for your concern. I wonder if there are any other dangers besides these?" Lin Yifan asked aloud, without any intention of shrinking back in his words.

Even if he wanted to back down, he would only do so if he felt unable to resist after facing those dangers, but the verbal words would not make him feel too much.

Yuan Kong sighed, and seemed to have sensed Lin Yifan's meaning. He shook his head and continued talking, speaking very carefully, without letting go of some details.

During the period, the little monk brought a pot of tea and filled it for Lin Yifan and the three of them respectively, and then stood quietly and listened carefully, which was quite quiet.

Ten minutes later, Lin Yifan finally listened to Yuankong finish everything, and his brows also frowned. According to what Yuankong said, it would take a lot of time for him to go to the location drawn on the map of Emperor Zizai , There are also many areas to pass through on the way, each of which is quite dangerous.

"These are all the things I know, but I haven't been out for hundreds of years, and I don't know if there are other changes." Yuan Kong finally said.

Lin Yifan was taken aback for a moment, wouldn't there be a lot of variables in saying that?After all, a few hundred years is not a short time, and in such a weird place, there is a great possibility of any changes.

But Lin Yifan felt relieved immediately, having this news is already a very good thing, as long as he pays more attention in the future, the chances of them encountering real danger of life and death should be very small.

Thinking of this, Lin Yifan smiled, nodded to Yuankong and said, "Nevertheless, I would like to thank Master Yuankong for telling us so much, and we will pay attention to the rest."

"Hehe, as long as my words are useful to you, that's fine, so I didn't say anything in vain." Yuan Kong said with a smile.

Then Lin Yifan chatted with Yuankong for a few minutes, and then he asked another doubt of his own, saying: "Master Yuankong, I have walked outside for more than ten miles and there is white fog, why is there no white fog here? "

Yuankong answered Lin Yifan's question directly: "Because the Buddha sits here, the mist is naturally not allowed, which is due to the majesty of the Buddha."

"Uh..." Lin Yifan was a little speechless. He was sure it wasn't the factor. He also saw the statue of Buddha in the main hall just now, and he didn't feel any strange aura on it. Such things can really make the place feel weird. Does the white mist stay away?

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