Sky Prison: Sign To The Prison Suppression Demons At The Beginning Of The Game

Chapter 18

Boom…

Boom!

The dull sound of iron ring buttoning the door, in front of the quiet and empty Lingyin Temple mountain gate, lasted for a long time.

squeak……

The huge wooden door was slowly opened. Two young novices met Li Xinglan and Lin Yiping at the same time. One of them bowed his head and said respectfully.

“Two donors, the abbot would like to please.”

Li Xinglan and Lin Yiping looked at each other at the same time, both of them were eyes reveal dignified light. Lin Yiping was worried that the second majesty had something wrong, and shook his head gently at the other party.

Li Xinglan smiled suddenly and said to Lin Yiping.

“Lin Dage, let’s check the Lingyin Mountain defense first. It just happens that I have nothing to do recently. I may have to spend some time in this temple and concentrate on cultivating Buddha.”

This is the final decision made by Li Xinglan after pondering for a long time. The “Ni chaotic Yin & Yang” that was signed in by the system just now is a unique and powerful method. For this kind of place, he will naturally not only sign in. Go once.

He knew that Lingyin Temple might be weird, but he just wanted to stay. He didn’t believe it, what the people of Lingyin Temple can really do with him.

Is it a decoration when the army of more than 100,000 towns in Jiujiang City?

When he is the second prince of Dali, is it fake?

To put it arrogantly, the head of Li Xinglan’s item, I am afraid that in Dali, he really dared to take it down without any scruples, only his father, Dali, the emperor!

“Lin Dage, go, it’s right that I stay here, praying for the soldiers at the border for a few days, it doesn’t matter.”

Lin Yiping squinted his eyes. He is not a person who is greedy for life and fear of death, but this Lingyin Temple is indeed weird. If he and his Second Highness are put under house arrest by the monk in this temple at the same time, then things will really be troublesome.

“Okay, after the villain inspected the defense of Lingyin Mountain, he immediately went back to report to General You!”

“Little monk, Haosheng entertains our second prince, if he loses half of his hair, I will pass more than a hundred thousand soldiers at the border, and you will surely level down your temple!”

“His Royal Highness, the villain retires!”

After Lin Yiping finished speaking, he turned around and left, but he was cautiously watching the surroundings. If the people from Lingyin Temple had started at this moment, he would have to fight for his life, and he would have to blaze a trail for the second highness!

The two little novice monks were bending over at the same time, and the little novice monk who had spoken before was the same.

“Little monk saves it, the donor walks slowly.”

Li Xinglan calmed down and said to the two little novice monks.

“Two little masters, please lead me ahead and take me to see your abbot.”

The little novice monk who had never spoken, bowed his head and walked respectfully in front, while the little novice monk closed the temple gate without any haste.

Li Xinglan followed the novice monk, and after walking for a while, he said curiously.

“Little master, why is the temple so deserted?”

Even though the number of monks in Lingyin Temple in these years was not as good as before, he would not have seen a few sweeping monks all the way along the way. Not to mention many of them, even though the majority was dismissed, there are hundreds of monks in Lingyin Temple. In any case, there are still some.

“Return to the donor, senior brothers and masters, they are all in the magic tower of Houshan Town.”

Summoning Tower, is it true that the rumors still fail?

Li Xinglan couldn’t help but think about it, and he felt more and more weird about this Lingyin Temple.

The abbot of Lingyin Temple is a skinny old man with deep-set eyes, but the Buddha’s light is brilliant, giving people the feeling of being a master of Taoism.

“Benshan, watch tea.”

After the old monk gave instructions to the young novice monk, he immediately said to Li Xinglan.

“Donor, please sit down and speak.”

Li Xinglan sat down casually and immediately stared at the old monk with piercing eyes.

“How did the abbot know that Lin Canjun and I are coming to your temple today?”

The abbot stroked Kasaya, his tone sad.

“Last night, one of the ‘hui’ elders of my monastery passed away. Before the master passed away, he left a handwritten copy. The above mentioned that His Royal Highness the second prince will visit this temple today.”

After speaking, the abbot also took out a handwritten copy from his arms and handed it to Li Xinglan. Li Xinglan read it and said nothing for a long time.

Tai Xuan is dead, is there anyone who can tell the prophet before he dies?

“There is something unclear below, so please ask the abbot to clarify your doubts first.”

Li Xinglan didn’t dare to care for it. After reading the handwritten copy just now, he felt that this Lingyin Temple might be a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

“Donor, please tell me.”

The abbot looked at Li Xinglan, who immediately pointed to the handwritten copy in his hand.

“I don’t know how the children are arranged in your temple. Why did this deceased monk say that the little master uncle who was suppressed by you under the Devil Suppression Tower joined Devil Dao?”

The abbot let out a deep sigh.

“In my Lingyin Temple, there are still seven generations of disciples, such as Blessed, Wisdom, Wisdom, Zi, Jue, Le, and Ben. Lao Na’s Dharma name is Zhishen. It is the old bone of the “Wisdom” generation, the uncle who passed away last night. , It’s the “Hui” character. As for the elders of the junior master and uncle…”

“Don’t be concealed from the benefactor, the young master uncle is already the last living’fu’ generation in this temple.”

Li Xinglan was very surprised, yet again.

“Then you little master uncle, how old is the Cultivation Base now, and how many years have you lived?”

After thinking about it for a moment, the abbot said in a serious tone.

“The Cultivation Base of the young master’s uncle is unfathomable. As for the age, this old man doesn’t know it anymore.”

Li Xinglan rolled his eyes, and secretly said that if you said this, you didn’t say it, you can really fool people.

At the moment, he also opened the skylight to speak bright words, and pointed directly at the hand copy in his hand.

“Your little master uncle is so terrifying, why does this dead high monk, in his suicide note, said that I can save your little master uncle’s devilish energy?”

In his heart, Li Xinglan was still a little shocked. He did have a way to suppress Devil Qi. Both the Prison Suppressing Demon Body and the Fallen God Sword could do this, but he couldn’t and did not dare to admit it in front of the old monk.

Everything about Lingyin Temple was so unexpected for him.

“Uncle Master passed away last night, and his body turned into a relic, which proves that he had received the help of the Buddha before passing away. His words must not be wrong. For the donor, you must have a way to transcend the devilishness of the little Master Uncle!”

Puff!

The abbot suddenly knelt on the ground and said in a sad and pious tone.

“Please help the donor to help my temple through this disaster. From now on, when I go to and from Lingyin Temple, I must pray for the donor first when I chant sutras and worship the Buddha every day!”

Li Xinglan rolled his eyes again. This old bald donkey really dared to say that he didn’t want to expose his own methods, and he didn’t want to be nosy, so he deliberately turned away from the conversation.

“By the way, how did you little master uncle, get into the devil, and when did you start?”

The abbot slowly got up, his expression was extremely complicated, but in the end he sighed and said something that surprised Li Xinglan.

“Ten years ago, after General Cai, the lord of Jiujiang City, brought soldiers to our temple, the night after he left.”

“At that time, in the mountains behind, there was a sudden emergence of Heavenly Demon Qi. When Lao Na and the other uncles arrived, the little uncle uncle was surrounded by demon energy, like a demon god, and he said something in his mouth, “If I am a demon, Buddha Fortunately, I was close to the Demon Squad Tower at the time, and with the help of the Demon Squad Array, Lao Na and other talents reluctantly locked the Junior Master Uncle in the Demon Squad Tower.”

“As a result, the next day, we heard that General Cai and others after returning to the camp actually lit up the same magical flames as the little master uncle at the time. At that time, we knew that my Lingyin Temple had committed a heinous murder. .”

“What happened back then wasn’t just a matter of hundreds of people tragically dying at the hands of the little master uncle. If foreign enemies invaded at that time, the counties of Jiujiang would lose their lives without the commander.”

“So we dismissed the disciples in the monastery. In fact, at that time, Lao Na and others were ready to apologize for death, but they did not expect that the generals of Jiujiang, Bodhisattva, were heart-warming.”