After dismissing everyone, Wang Zheng once again became idle. At least Wang Zheng didn't need to ponder or hone his script and acting skills.

He has seen the Legend of White Snake for many times, and he knows the characters in it very well. In addition, the process of writing the script can be regarded as a process of picking up again. In this way, Wang Zheng can be said to be very insightful about the game script and there is no need to read it too much.

However, not studying scripts does not mean that Wang Zheng can be idle. As a director, Wang Zheng has too many things to do.

For example, now, seeing everyone leaving, Wang Zheng suddenly called Li Ruofeng. In Li Ruofeng's puzzled gaze, Wang Zheng blinked and said, "Brother Li, why not go out with me?"

Looking at Wang Zheng's expression, Li Ruofeng knew that this guy wanted to take advantage again, but Li Ruofeng was the Holy Land Pill King and never cared about some money. He immediately nodded in agreement.

The two of them were running at lightning, one of them combined with the sword, and the other turned into starlight. In the blink of an eye, they came to the mountains east of Xinghang City.

These mountains are not as tall as those famous mountains and rivers. On the contrary, these low mountains have a gentle feeling, just like the tranquility of Xinghang City.

Wang Zheng stood in the sky. In Li Ruofeng's calm but puzzled gaze, a demonic eye opened between his forehead, carefully searching for something.

After a moment, Wang Zheng's eyes suddenly lit up: "I have it, Brother Li comes with me."

After saying that, a sword light flashed on Wang Zheng's body, and he flew rapidly towards the distance. Li Ruofeng took a step forward, twisted the void, and arrived first.

With Wang Zheng's advance, his huge spiritual sense naturally felt what Wang Zheng's goal was.

It was a temple!

Looking down from a high altitude, I saw that the temple was magnificent, with a sense of harmony between man and nature with the surrounding mountains and forests. At the same time, although the magnificent looks grand, it does not give people the feeling of a nouveau riche. On the contrary, it makes people feel majestic and Buddha-like in their eyes.

"This temple is pretty good." Li Ruofeng looked at the huge temple under his feet and nodded undeniably.

With his cultivation, we can naturally see that although this temple is magnificent, the materials used are rarely spiritual, all of which are made of materials from the world.

To put it bluntly, this temple is a temple that looks gorgeous but not very precious. If you can have such a sense of sight, it can only be said that the owner of this temple is extremely concerned about the temple.

"Haha, it's rare that there is something that Brother Li thinks is good. Why don't you and I come over and take a look?" Wang Zheng laughed and pointed to the temple under his feet.

Li Ruofeng's mouth curled up and took a step forward. He instantly appeared at the end of the long white staircase of the temple, looking up at the plaque of the temple.

Wang Zheng flashed a sword light and broke through the air and appeared beside Li Ruofeng. After looking at the plaque of the temple, Wang Zheng stopped talking, but turned around and looked at the distance with his back to the vermilion gate of the temple.

At first glance, the long steps are as white as jade, leading straight to the foot of the mountain and disappearing into the colorful green shade. Looking from a distance, the entire Xinghang City can be said to be full of views.

Half of the lake and half of the city, standing here, the unique beauty of Xinghang City is completely revealed. West Lake is like a gem inlaid in Xinghang City, with shimmering water and extremely soft.

"Okay! What a temple!" Wang Zheng couldn't help but exclaim loudly.

Li Ruofeng nodded in agreement, and he also felt that this temple was the best for viewing.

Wang Zheng's praise made the little shady monk who was dozing at the temple door wake up suddenly. He panicked and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth. The little shady monk folded his hands together, stood under the plaque of the temple door, and bowed to Wang Zheng and Li Ruofeng with a stern look:

"I Buddha is merciful, two donors..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Zheng suddenly appeared in front of the little shaman's eyes with a ghost, and banged his forehead and said with a smile in his aggrieved gaze:

"Either bring us two in, or notify your adults to pick us up. Or... or I will tell your adults about your secret sleep, so you can do it."

When the little novice monk heard this, Shui Ling's eyes widened. He was in Buddhism, especially in this temple with incense, and had never seen such a shameless person!

Is it really good to threaten others for the first time when we met?

However, thinking of Wang Zheng's terrifying body movement that appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, the little monk wisely chose to surrender.

With a creaking sound, the heavy vermilion door was easily pushed open by the little monk. The little monk was leading the way in front of him with a reluctant look on his face. While walking, he shouted: "Master, there are pilgrims who want to see you."

Li Ruofeng and Wang Zheng followed the little monk calmly, looking at the temple while walking. It can be said that although this temple is not made of spiritual materials, every grass and every tree is full of concentration, and the pavilions and towers are unique. Even if it is a existence like Wang Zheng, he will feel calm when he sees such a pleasing environment.

"Yes, the venue of Jinshan Temple can be settled if nothing unexpected happens! No matter what means you use, I will settle this Jinshan Temple!"

Wang Zheng was full of admiration for the temple, and at the same time, he also made up his mind that the location of Jinshan Temple must be here!

Just as Wang Zheng was thinking about it, a voice full of energy suddenly rang out: "You little brat, how many times have you said to you, so you can't speak loudly in the temple!"

Accompanied by this voice, a middle-aged monk walked over and accompanied the Buddha's voice while walking, and appeared in front of Wang Zheng and others in the blink of an eye.

After carefully looking at the monk, Wang Zheng had no choice but to find that the host was different from what he thought. In his impression, the host was either a handsome monk or a kind-eyed old monk. When he got here, he turned out to be a rough man with a big waist and thick waist!

This undoubtedly shattered the beautiful expectations in Wang Zheng's heart.

However, the rough man also has the characteristics of a rough man himself. He has a big waist but a compassionate face. The most important thing is that under Wang Zheng's eyes, you can vaguely see the monk's body shining brightly, and his qi and blood are like the light of the sun!

"Is it related to Da Guangming Temple?" Wang Zheng's heart arose.
Chapter completed!