Drunken Immortal Gourd

Chapter 1812: Grey Robe Old Monk

If the front is really Xiaoling Mountain, Qingyang's purpose of this trip will be achieved. All that is left is to find out if the one-horned ghost king and Yu Mengmiao were caught here and how to rescue them. However, the danger is also great, because this is the nest of the Thousand Buddha Sect. The Thousand Buddha Sect is a force that can contend with the Palace of Ten Kings. There are many Yuan Ying monks, and if they are not careful, they will be completely blocked by the opponent. Qing Yang is now powerful. There is almost no opponent under Yuan Ying, but a person’s energy is limited, three or five can be. If he is besieged by dozens of Yuan Ying monks, even if he grows three heads and six arms, he will not be an opponent, not to mention the fact that the Thousand Buddha Sect is still transformed. God is powerful, no matter how powerful Qing Yang is, he will definitely not be the opponent of the **** transformation cultivator. The two are simply not comparable.

Of course, it's also possible that the front is not Xiaoling Mountain, but just an ordinary ascetic monk's cultivation dojo. If this is the case, it will be a waste of time, and you can only slowly inquire about the location of the Thousand Buddha Sect in the future.

Seeing that the destination was right in front of them, the two of them could not help speeding up their pace, and soon came under the mountain peak, looked up, and built a huge temple on the steep mountain wall. The whole temple was made of stones. It looks old and solemn and unpretentious. It stretches thousands of feet from level to level, just like it is attached to a mountain wall. That is to say, immortal cultivators have this ability. Ordinary people can never build on such a steep mountain wall. Such a big monastery.

This is probably the Kuchan Temple that the golden core monk said, right? The two of them didn’t hesitate anymore, they went up the mountain, and soon came to the gate of the temple. On a small platform with a radius of only a few meters, there was an unpretentious stone-built mountain gate. The two door panels had long lost their original color, and there was no immortality at all. The momentum of the faction. With a light push, the door panel opened with a creak, and the two stepped in. Inside, there was another row of steps leading to a simple hall. Half of the hall was built of stone, and half was built with the help of the cave at the back. It also looked extremely shabby.

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

At first glance, this gray-robed old monk seemed to be an ordinary person. When he looked at it again, he found that the other party was a cultivator, and his cultivation base was vaguely not very real. Upon closer inspection, he was still an ordinary person. , I don’t know what kind of exercises I practiced.

At this time, the gray-robed old monk also saw Qing Yang and Kongjian monk, stopped the broom in his hand, looked at the two and slowly said, "I wonder what the two little friends are doing here?"

Monk Kongjian stepped forward, bowed and bowed to the old gray-robed monk, and then said: "We are the new disciples of the Jinyang Festival. Dare to ask the old seniors, this is the Kuchan Temple?"

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

The monk Kongjian said: "We have long heard of the name of Kuchan Temple, so we have not joined the four major Buddhist temples before passing by. I just want to worship the Kuchan Temple and ask the seniors to take it in."

The gray-robed old monk glanced at the monk Kongjian, and slowly said, "The Kuchan Temple is not accessible to anyone who wants to enter. Everyone who enters my Kuchan Temple is an ascetic monk who is not disturbed by foreign objects. Trapped by mundane things, they only have cultivation in their eyes, and everything else is just a way. Some of the temples are for the sake of understanding the way of heaven, standing on the cliff for several years, some of them can break through the bottleneck, they can face the wall of the stone cave for a hundred years, and some of them want to learn the secrets. I can walk upside down all my life. And I have been sweeping here for three hundred years, just to temper my xinxing."

Having said that, the old gray-robed monk paused for a while, and then said meaningfully: "And I don't think you two seem to want to worship my Kuchan Temple."

"Does the predecessor think I can't bear the suffering of Kuchan Temple?" Monk Kongjian asked.

The grey-robed old monk smiled, did not speak, the meaning was obvious, didn't you know this to ask? Monk Kongjian said: "How did the seniors decide that we are not going to worship Kuchan Temple?"

The gray-robed old monk said: "I believe that both of you can eat, because few of the people who have reached our level of cultivation can not endure hardship. The suffering of Kuchan Temple is nothing to you. The young man next to you He is obviously a Nascent Soul monk, and I don’t know what method was used to get involved in this Golden Sun Festival, definitely not to worship my Kuchan Temple. As for you, I am still a little bit unsure."

As soon as the gray robe old monk spoke, Qing Yang's face suddenly changed. He was indeed a monk Yuan Ying, who came here by cheating. He knew very well in his heart that these methods of concealing his cultivation could not hide everyone, sooner or later. He would be seen through. He just wanted to find out the whereabouts of the one-horned ghost king and Yu Mengmiao before he could see through it, and then figured out a way to slowly rescue them, but he didn’t expect that he would be caught in the Kuchan Temple just now. The famous sweeping monk lightly saw through.

As a result, Qingyang’s previous plan fell through. This is the base camp of the Thousand Buddha Sect. As long as the other party orders him, he will be surrounded by a large number of Yuan Ying monks, let alone inquire about the one-horned ghost king. With Yu Mengmiao's whereabouts, he may not be able to protect himself.

What shocked Qing Yang most was that the monk Kongjian next to UU Reading www.uukanshu.com was also hidden. Qing Yang had been with him for so long, always thinking that monk Kongjian was just a low-level monk with some knowledge. , But I didn't expect that the other party was also a master, and Qingyang didn't see any flaws along the way. Thinking about it is scary, is the opponent an enemy or a friend? What is the purpose? Will it break your own business?

However, it seems that this monk is not familiar with Kuchan Temple. If it is really stalemate with Kuchan Temple, he might be able to pull in to be a helper. In this way, he will have a better chance of winning.

While Qing Yang was thinking about this, the monk Kong Jian said: "The old Zen master has good eyesight, and I have such a good hidden cultivation technique, but you still saw some flaws."

The gray-robed old monk said: "The Taoist concealment technique is indeed powerful. I also practiced a magical power related to the eyes, and only barely noticed some abnormalities. Just now it was just a false test. , Taoist fellows’ breath-holding technique is already very good. My Kuchan Temple is a place for ascetic monks. I haven’t seen anyone come to my door for 30 to 50 years. This time, two people came here at once, both of them were Yuan Ying. Monk, dare to ask the two fellow daoists what is going on?"

Monk Kong Jian smiled, did not directly answer, but looked at Qing Yang next to him, and said: "My business is not in a hurry, let's talk about Daoist Qingyang first."