There is not much vegetation on Mount Sleeping Fo. Outside the temple, there are only two large ginkgo trees with lush branches and leaves, covering the sunshine for ordinary people.

The ginkgo tree is next to the apricot-yellow courtyard wall, and you can see blue-gray tiles stacked together. Under the slightly extended eaves, you can occasionally see some spider webs wrapped with shriveled insects.

At this time, Hetu and Qingming were standing under the courtyard wall, listening to the two brothers named Liu Chan and Yang Wei in front of them, each talking about the situation here.

"... This lay Buddhist Wanling lives in the reclining Buddha Temple. Usually, only an old monk is here to take care of it. The gate of the temple is so open. If you want to enter, you will open the door at two hours a day. But no matter what you ask or what you ask, you have to exchange things with the lay Buddhist Wanling first. By the way, does Jinming Zhenren know about the lay Buddhist Wanling?"

Yang Wei stood by the edge of the river map, looking at the river map in his heart, and he was a little pounding.

Previously, Hetu gave them a Dinger Pill, saying that they would go far and they could only open it if they were destined to be.

Later, the two encountered the heavenly tribulation and lost the package. Needless to say, the Dinger Pill must have been gone.

At that time, Yang Wei was still upset and felt that it was a pity that he had wasted a fairy fate. But later he heard some rumors about [the head of Qi training period] and [there are only two people in Taiqiong Sect].

Now I have encountered the River Map and Qingming again. Looking at the River Map, I no longer look like an immortal before. Instead, I look like an ordinary Qi training cultivator who can't be more ordinary.

Yang Wei was confused in his heart, could it be that there was no Dinger Dan last time, right?

In addition, the question about Hetu asking Mr. Wanling made Yang Wei believe in his inner judgment more.

However, his senior brother Liu Chan is quite stupid. He still believes in the fact that Hetu once "gives medicine". After Yang Wei asked, Liu Chan immediately patted Yang Wei's shoulder and scolded:

"Junior brother, you don't know this. How could Zhenren Jinming not know about Mr. Wanling? I just asked you what Mr. Wanling is doing recently? Why did you say so much?"

"Senior brother, I know people but not my heart. Some people are real people in front of me, but behind me, they may be greedy for you to eat..."

Yang Wei murmured in a low voice, not loud, but the River Map and Qingming Festival can definitely be heard.

Liu Chan frowned at that time and said patiently:

"Junior brother, don't believe those ignorant rumors. No one has seen them. Have you ever seen them yet? You have forgotten the thundering masterpiece of Taiqiongmen that day? Jinming is definitely a capable person!"

Of course, Liu Chan had also heard of the external disciples' evaluation of Taiqiong Sect, but he still believed in his eyes. When he saw the River Tu that day, he was like seeing a living immortal, and he would not have the thunder in the sky on Cangshan Mountain. The River Tu was like nothing else the next day.

He and his junior brother Yang Wei were so scared that they were so scared that they had nothing to do with Jin Ming!

When Hetu looked at the mood of the two, he knew what they were thinking about, and Xiaoxiao didn't say anything.

But I saw a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage beside me, who was an inner disciple of the Xiaoyao Palace in Shushan. I heard Hetu and others talk, so I came over and looked at Hetu carefully and asked:

"My fellow Taoist is from Taiqiong Gate in Cangshan?"

Hetu nodded:

“That’s right.”

"I didn't expect to meet the head of Taiqiong Sect Zhen here again!"

The man suddenly felt excited and bowed to the Hetu. The movement here naturally attracted the attention of other disciples from the Xiaoyao Palace in Shushan. When he came over to ask, someone began to shout:

"Is it the Chief Zhen who broke the Three Immortals and Three Games?!"

"I heard that another female disciple of Taiqiong Sect had learned all the immortal techniques in the Nine Immortal Sect in more than a month!"

"More than a month? It's true or false!"

"It's true!"

More and more people are attracted, some know about the Nine Immortal Sect, and some people are not aware of it.

However, there are still many people who know about the Three Immortals and Three Games. It is already a huge matter to be able to break the Three Immortals and Three Games. Even though Qingming learned the immortal arts prepared by the Nine Immortals Sect for more than a month, it is not so shocking.

Those outer disciples and monks were talking nonsense that even if Hetu wanted to calm them down, they could not do it.

The two brothers Yang Wei and Liu Chan were squeezed around. They were monks and wanted to come to the Hetu to get along and share the fairy spirit. This is the one who broke the Three Immortals and Three Games!

However, it was noisy outside, but a scream came from the temple. Someone flew out of it and fell heavily to the ground.

"Prince! Prince!"

Immediately afterwards, several people ran out of it, and they shouted nervously, but the person who flew out was already dead.

"What a ignorant and fearless mortal."

Seeing the scene in front of him, an outer disciple sighed and shook his head.

Others also looked commonplace. As for those monks, they didn't care about the life or death of mortals, let alone anything else.

The corpse was quickly carried away, and the chaos was just at that moment, and it actually did not affect too many people. Everyone's attention was still focused on the River Tu that broke the Three Immortals and Three Bureaus.

Hetu wanted to come to find Mr. Wanling to ask about his master's situation, so of course he must be able to break the deadlock. Now that he saw someone being knocked out and his life was killed, he also had to ask.

Hetu looked at Liu Chan whom he knew and asked:

"Fellow Taoist, why is this? Didn't this be said, will this lay Buddhist Wanling allow anyone to ask? Why did it go in vertically and come out horizontally?"

"Zhen Zhen doesn't know anything, just look at Zhong Zhen. What do you think is the most important thing?"

Liu Chan quickly said respectfully:

"Isn't it life?"

When I heard the River Tu, I understood.

In this world, there may be people who are not afraid of death and want to live, just like in the Neon Hot-blooded comic: "People who need to protect their lives even if they bet!"

But that is one of the few, and most people still cherish their lives.

These include those monks.

What do you say about pursuing the way of heaven? Why do you pursue the way of heaven? For the way of heaven, it will last forever!

In order to be immortal and coexist with heaven and earth.

Not to mention mortals, people are afraid of death.

What is the most precious thing? That is fate!

Most people come to find Mr. Wanling and put it on the table to change it, and they are all their own lives!

Entering the temple will lead to death.

Hetu thought about this lay Buddhist Wanling, aren’t you afraid of God’s punishment?

(As usual, I'm kneeling down to everyone! If you hope there will be a recommendation position in this book next week, please throw it to me! Thank you everyone! If you can't advance to the level of PK this week, you'll be done!)
Chapter completed!