"If that monk is still alive, he is an old monster. Remember, you are not allowed to enter that temple easily again. You must ambush him on the way down the mountain. There are only seven days left before the holy wedding. Lin Xiaofeng will definitely rush back.

"

A smile appeared on Situ Jinzhen's face: "When the time comes, I will treat Lin Xiaofeng as a gift."

Pang Cong quickly nodded respectfully: "It's the leader."

In Xiaohua Temple, Lin Xiaofeng practiced the moves in the Sutra of Shaking the Dragon, but it had no effect at all.

Jue Chen was meditating and chanting sutras beside him.

The two of them went about their business without interfering with each other in the backyard full of fallen leaves.

It was not until noon that Abbot Wen came to the backyard with a basket of steamed buns.

"Donor Lin, Jue Chen, come here and have something to eat." Abbot Feng said, sitting on a stone pier, picking up the steamed bun and taking a bite.

"Master, what did you order today?" Juechen took a bite of the steamed bun.

He has been eating steamed buns for more than 20 years, so he naturally complained in his heart.

Lin Xiaofeng, on the other hand, took the steamed buns and put them into his mouth one after another.

This is much more comfortable to eat than the cookies he brought before.

Then he took a bowl of water and drank it in one gulp. His stomach felt much better.

"Master, I practiced the Shaking Dragon Sutra all morning today, but it has no effect at all." Lin Xiaofeng said a little discouraged: "I don't know when I will be able to practice the Dragon Shaking Sutra and leave here."

Abbot Wen couldn't help but asked with a smile: "Donor Lin seems to still be attached to the world."

"There is one more thing that needs to be done." Lin Xiaofeng nodded: "We only have six days at most. By then, I have to leave."

Abbot Wen heard this and said: "As soon as your innate demonic body is completed, your ghost skills will be restored to the original state. And the Dragon-Shaking Sutra has great mysteries. Even though there are only five moves, it is difficult to understand."

"That is to say?" Lin Xiaofeng asked rhetorically.

Jue Chen on the side said: "That's just how he is. He likes to talk in a cloudy and foggy way."

Jue Chen translated and said: "What he means is that as long as your innate demonic body reaches 100%, your ghost skills will naturally recover, but you still have to practice the Dragon Shaking Sutra slowly."

Lin Xiaofeng lowered his head and began to think.

To be honest, he was not sure that he could develop an innate demonic body in six days.

Perhaps as Mo Yi said, if you want to develop an innate demonic body, you still need great opportunities.

Without this opportunity, I would not be able to become an innate demonic body.

"Huh, let me try again." Lin Xiaofeng forced a smile. Of course, this smile was stiff.

Early on the sixth day, Lin Xiaofeng came to the lobby of Xiaohua Temple and said goodbye to Abbot Wu.

During these six days, Lin Xiaofeng has been in the backyard, practicing the moves in the Dragon Shaking Sutra, and occasionally trying ghost techniques.

But there was no progress at all.

Tomorrow is the day when He Jinfeng will marry Xiang Zhu.

It has to be said that He Jinfeng has indeed strangled Lin Xiaofeng's lifeline. Even though he has not recovered any Taoism yet, he still wants to go to the Holy Island.

This is what he must do!

Master Wenfa was sitting in front of the Buddha statue as usual, knocking on the wooden fish and reciting scriptures.

"Master, thank you for your care these days."

"Are you leaving?" Master Feng asked.

"Yeah." Lin Xiaofeng nodded: "I have to go somewhere tomorrow."

"Master, Master." Juechen suddenly ran in from the backyard: "I want to go down the mountain with Lin Xiaofeng."

Lin Xiaofeng frowned, and Juechen hurriedly winked at Lin Xiaofeng: "Let's go down the mountain together, so we can take care of him."

"Little Master Juechen, I'm afraid the place I'm going to go on this trip down the mountain will be very dangerous." Lin Xiaofeng said.

Jue Chen rolled his eyes: "No, I'll accompany you through the mountains of swords and fire. It's better than staying on this broken mountain all your life."

The helpless master turned around and looked at Jue Chen: "Disciple, why are you making trouble?"

Jue Chen looked at Master Feng very seriously: "Master, do you really want me to accompany you on this mountain to recite sutras and Buddhas all my life? Isn't this disciple's life ruined?"

The helpless master sighed and said, "It's too late for me, a monk, to escape from the world of mortals. Why do you have to join it?"

Juechen said: "Master, you may be right, but as a monk, how can I leave the world of mortals without having experienced it? You often tell me to keep me away from the world of mortals."

"But I have never experienced it at all, and I don't know what the world of mortals is. If you do this, my disciple will be curious. My mind is full of thinking about what the world of mortals is. How can I have the heart to worship my Buddha?"

It was helpless that the master was speechless by his disciple.

He knew Juechen very well. Although he was the disciple he taught, he didn't look like a monk at all.

Lin Xiaofeng said from the side: "Master, in that case, why not let Juechen accompany me down the mountain, and I will help you take good care of him. After he has experienced the world of mortals, I will send him back?"

Lin Xiaofeng was naturally a little cautious.

With the helpless master's skills, how could he be any worse than his apprentice from elementary school to senior?

At that time, there will be someone to take care of you along the way. At least ordinary people in the demon sect, with this little monk Juechen following them, should not be able to do anything to themselves.

You can't beat anyone else, you're as strong as a rat crossing the street.

The helpless master closed his eyes: "Idiot, since you are so obsessed with the world of mortals, then go ahead and ask Benefactor Lin to give you a good education."

"It should, it should." Lin Xiaofeng nodded.

Jue Chen was so happy that he almost jumped up.

"Master, I'm going to pack my luggage right away. Forget it. It's a pile of scrap metal. What's there to pack?" Juechen took Lin Xiaofeng's hand and ran out: "Master, there's no need to send it away."

As if he was afraid that the master would regret it, he hurriedly ran away with Lin Xiaofeng.

Unable to look at the empty gate of the temple, he just shook his head helplessly: "Child, silly, my teacher is afraid that you will suffer the suffering of the mortal world, so I will not hesitate to take you to live in seclusion in the mountains, but you are so stubborn."

"That's all, that's all."

The helpless master closed his eyes.

In Xiaohua Temple, only the voice of Master Wu reciting scriptures could be heard.

Lin Xiaofeng and Juechen walked forward side by side.

"Lin Xiaofeng, let's do something first when we go down the mountain." Jue Chen stood aside with great interest.

"what you up to?"

"I heard that Yihongyuan at the foot of the mountain is a good place. If you want to understand the world of mortals, you have to enter the world of mortals first, right?"

Lin Xiaofeng rolled his eyes: "People of your generation still call Yihongyuan, now it's called Heaven and Earth."

Jue Chen rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment: "I read a few tattered books found in the temple. Please tell me first what it's like at the foot of the mountain now."

Lin Xiaofeng said: "I don't know how to describe it to you. I'll explain it to you slowly after I get down."

"Okay...but..."
Chapter completed!