Drunk Immortal Gourd

If the front is really Xiaoling Mountain, Qingyang's purpose of this trip has been achieved, and the only thing left is to find out whether the One-horned Ghost King and Yu Mengmiao were caught here, and how to rescue them. But the danger is also huge, because this is the home base of the Thousand Buddhas Sect. The Thousand Buddhas Sect is a force that can compete with the Ten Kings Palace. There are many Nascent Soul monks, and if you are not careful, they will be completely blocked by the opponent. Qingyang is now very powerful. , there are almost no opponents under the Yuanying, but a person's energy is limited, three or five are enough. If he is surrounded by dozens of Yuanying monks, he will not be an opponent even if he grows three heads and six arms, not to mention that the Thousand Buddhas Sect still has Hua. With the mighty god in charge, no matter how powerful Qingyang is, he will never be a match for the cultivator who transforms into gods. There is no comparison between the two.

Of course, it is also possible that the front is not Xiaoling Mountain, but just an ordinary ascetic training place. If this is the case, the trip will be in vain, and we can only slowly find out where the Thousand Buddhas Sect is in the future.

Seeing that their destination was right in front of them, the two couldn't help but quicken their pace and soon arrived at the foot of the mountain. Looking up, they saw a huge temple built on the steep mountain wall. The entire temple was made of stones. It looks old, solemn, and unpretentious. It stretches thousands of feet upward level by level, as if it is attached to the mountain wall. That is to say, the immortal cultivators have this ability, and ordinary people will never be able to build on such a steep mountain wall. Such a big temple.

I'm afraid this is the Kuchan Temple that the Jindan monk was talking about, right? Without hesitation, the two of them climbed up the mountain and soon arrived at the entrance of the temple. On a small platform with a radius of only a few feet, there was an unpretentious stone mountain gate. The two door panels had long lost their original color, and there was no trace of the grandeur of cultivating immortals at all. The momentum of the faction. With a slight push, the door panel opened with a creak, and the two of them stepped in. Inside was another row of steps, leading to a simple hall. Half of the main hall was made of stone, and the other half relied on the cave at the back. It looked extremely shabby.

In front of the door of the main hall, a gray-robed monk was slowly sweeping the ground with a broom. The monk was old-fashioned, with a wrinkled face and a gray beard that was a foot long. The broom in his hand was sweeping slowly. , but there are no fallen leaves or debris on the ground, and I don’t know what to sweep.

At first glance, the gray-robed old monk seemed to be an ordinary person. When he looked again, he found that he was an immortal cultivator. His cultivation was not very real. However, upon closer inspection, he was still an ordinary person. He seemed to be aging at any time. , I don’t know what kind of skills I practice.

At this time, the old monk in gray robe also saw Qingyang and Monk Kongjian. He stopped the broom in his hand, looked at the two of them and said slowly: "I wonder what your two friends are here for?"

Monk Kong Jian took a step forward, bowed to the gray-robed old monk, and said, "We are the new disciples of this Jinyang Festival. Dare I ask the seniors, is this the Kuchan Temple?"

The gray-robed old monk nodded slowly and said, "This is Kuchan Temple."

Monk Kong Jian said: "We have heard the name of Kuchan Temple for a long time, so we didn't join the four major monasteries of wine, sex, wealth and wealth before we passed by. We just wanted to worship in Kuchan Temple and asked our seniors to take him in."

The gray-robed old monk glanced at Monk Kong Jian and said slowly: "Kuchen Temple is not something anyone can enter if they want to. Everyone who enters my Kuchan Temple is an ascetic monk who is not disturbed by external things. Trapped by worldly affairs, they only see cultivation, and everything else is just a way. Some in the temple stand on the cliff for several years in order to understand the way of heaven. Some people face the wall in a cave for hundreds of years in order to break through the bottleneck. Some people want to learn the secrets. You can walk upside down for a lifetime, and I have been sweeping the floor here for three hundred years just to hone my mind."

Having said this, the gray-robed old monk paused slightly, and then said meaningfully: "And I don't think you two want to worship in my Kuchan Temple."

"Senior, do you think I can't bear the hardship of Kuchan Temple?" Monk Kong Jian asked.

The gray-robed old monk smiled and said nothing. His meaning was obvious. Didn't you ask knowingly? Monk Kong Jian said: "How did the seniors decide that we are not going to worship in Kuchan Temple?"

The old monk in gray robe said: "I believe both of you can eat it, because there are few people who have reached our level of cultivation and cannot endure hardship. The hardships in Kuchan Temple are nothing to you. The young man next to you He is obviously a Nascent Soul cultivator, and I don’t know what means he used to sneak into this Jinyang Festival. It is definitely not for the purpose of worshiping in my Kuchan Temple. As for you, I am still a little unsure. "

As soon as the gray-robed old monk spoke, Qingyang's face suddenly changed. He was indeed a Nascent Soul monk, and he got here by cheating. He knew very well that his methods of hiding his cultivation would not be hidden from everyone, sooner or later. Someone would see through it. He just wanted to find out the whereabouts of the One-Horned Ghost King and Yu Mengmiao before they saw through it, and then find a way to slowly rescue them. However, he didn't expect that he had just entered Kuchan Temple and was being attacked by an unknown person. The famous sweeping monk saw through it easily.

As a result, Qingyang's previous plan came to nothing. This is the headquarters of the Thousand Buddha Sect. As long as the other party gives an order, he will be surrounded by a large number of Nascent Soul monks, let alone asking about the One-horned Ghost King. With the whereabouts of Yu Mengmiao, he himself might not be able to protect himself.

What shocked Qingyang the most was that Monk Kongjian next to him actually kept it secret. Qingyang had been traveling with him for so long, and he always thought that Monk Kongjian was just a low-level monk with some knowledge, but he didn't expect that the monk was also a low-level monk. A master, and Qingyang didn't see any flaws along the way. It's scary to think about it. Is the other party a friend or an enemy? What's the purpose? Will it ruin my own affairs?

However, it seems that this monk Kongjian is not familiar with Kuchan Temple. If he really has a falling out with Kuchan Temple, he might be able to get him to help, so that he can have a better chance of winning.

Just when Qingyang was thinking about this, the monk Kongjian said: "Old Zen Master has a good eye. I am so good at hiding my cultivation, but you still found some flaws."

The gray-robed old monk said: "Daoyou's art of hiding cultivation is really amazing. I also practiced a magical skill related to the eyes, so I barely saw some abnormalities. I just tried with false words and dared not be completely sure. Daoyou's breath-retaining technique is already very good. My Kuchan Temple is a place where ascetic monks practice hard. Usually, no one comes for thirty or fifty years. This time, two people came at once, and they are all Nascent Soul cultivators. May I ask what the two Daoyou are doing?"

Monk Kongjian smiled, but did not answer directly. Instead, he looked at Qingyang next to him and said: "My business is not urgent, let Daoyou Qingyang speak first."