When everyone heard this, their hearts became tight and they were shocked to remember, no wonder that the black shadow was actually under Bai Ling'er's sacred light, even the clone could not die, but was only seriously injured. At this time, everyone's expressions had changed drastically, and things became even more difficult.
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"Oh, that evil spirit was also injured." Jin Gu raised his eyebrows, and his heart slighted, and then he suddenly said with a whim: "If we had known we would have attacked the surprise troops. Isn't it enough to kill him directly?" Jin Gu said carelessly.
"Although it's feasible, you also know that the evil spirit released its clone to capture Bai Yuze, which means that he is quite cautious about his own deity. We basically can't find the evil spirit." Bai Ling'er directly denied the idea of the golden spear.
"Is that true..." The golden spear rolled up and then collapsed on the ground, continuing to look at the vast sky, not knowing what he was thinking.[
Leng Xiaoran whispered inexplicably: "I've been hurt..."
Bai Ling'er naturally saw Leng Xiaoran's abnormality, then smiled and asked, "What did you think of?"
"No..." Leng Xiaoran replied casually, ignoring Bai Ling'er.
"Woo..." Bai Ling'er glared at Leng Xiaoran, then turned her head angrily and ignored Leng Xiaoran. Meng Mei looked back and smiled, and said in Bai Ling'er's ear: "I've been seen again..."
"I think it's because Buddhism has caused too much harm to ghosts, and the evil spirit sneaked into Lingyang. However, with the strength of the evil spirit, he is indeed not afraid of Lingyang's Buddhism..." Leng Xiaoran thought carefully in his heart.
After resting for a while, everyone continued to rush. "It's time to leave, I won't leave. I won't be able to get to Linggu Temple in the evening." Lao Ma touched his belly, and then looked back at the surroundings that there were no mountain delicacies and wild game, so Lao Ma naturally urged everyone to rush to rush.
...
More than a dozen figures flashed quickly under the sunset. Even the agile body movements seemed to be easy to use even among the uneasy trees and the messy bushes.
"Gululu"
"How long will it take?" Lao Ma asked Ding An in dismay as he touched himself.
"It's almost there, I will definitely go to Linggu Temple in a moment." Ding An looked at Lao Ma with a smile. Although Lao Ma looked ordinary, Ding An still saw some extraordinaryness from Lao Ma's restrained eyes, and then sighed slightly in his heart, "This is the era of these young people." But I don't know that Leng Xiaoran and the ten people were still from that era.
A moment later, the sunset sets, and the sunset leaves and comes again tomorrow.
"Dongdongdongdongdong" Ding An walked in front and took the lead in knocking on the gate of Linggu Temple.
Everyone was naturally quite surprised by this ancient temple from a distance. Linggu Temple was built at the foot of the flat mountain, surrounded by mountains and trees, like mountains and mountains, looking like a temple protected by mountain gods. However, the temple is not big, with only three main halls and a row of wing rooms.
Linggu Temple in Qiushangyuan, Jiangnan is famous. Although it is not as famous as those Middle-earth sects, it is quite good in Jiangnan, where the Taoist sect is average. People mistakenly believe that Linggu Temple should also open up believers, and the temple should naturally have more than ten acres of land. However, the facts are always completely different from imagination.
"This ancient temple has been settled here for thousands of years. Although the temple is small, there are many masters with profound Buddhist teachings. Linggu Temple has different hermits from other sects of practice, but has entered the world to practice. Although Linggu Temple has a strong incense, it has not expanded the temple. Although I don't understand why, it also has the principle of Linggu Temple. The disciples of Linggu Temple also entered the world to save the people and cultivate merits. This method of cultivation is much better than those of the famous and upright sects!!" Ding An slowly introduced to everyone with a laugh.
"Well, I can see it. I have never seen such a small temple sect." Jin Qian also said in agreement, and the sound was so loud that he seemed to be afraid that the monks in the temple would not hear it.
"Uh, your voice is loud enough. Do you still want the monks of Linggu Temple to see us unhappy?" Feng Ji elbowed the golden spear's lower ribs, and a scream suddenly came. "Puchi" this attracted Bai Yuze's laughter. Looking at Bai Yuze's swollen eyes, everyone's hearts were also slightly painful.
"I haven't finished speaking yet? Although the portal of Linggu Temple is small, it contains the essence of Buddhism but is not comparable to those of the major sects. The human hearts and beliefs contained in it can also be passed down through Linggu Temple for thousands of generations..." The loud voice naturally made the monks in it hear it.[
"Zila" Shenmu pulled away, and a sound came.
A little novice opened the heavy door with a smile, and then exclaimed, "Old Donor Ding, please come in, please come in." The little novice then called his fellow brothers and invited everyone into the door.
The slut on the side said to the golden spear with a strange look: "This old man seems to be very popular with monks! Could it be that those monks want this old man to be stranger in the gradient of his Buddha?"
"It makes sense!! You have made progress, and you understand this profound truth!!" Jin Gu secretly gave a thumbs up at Jin Gu, and then boasted: "With a man like me, if you have pressure, you have motivation, right? I think Linggu Temple just wants to recruit capable people like Ding An as their worship elders..." The two whispered, as if they had some secret techniques, but others could not hear them at all.
Everyone followed into Linggu Temple. Linggu Temple was indeed not as magnificent as a sect in Linggu Temple, and there were not many decent guest rooms.
Simple means everyone’s impression of Linggu Temple.
The incense burner that everyone saw at a glance seemed to be a thousand years old. The original gold paint on it had long since faded, but there was a lot of spiritual energy in it, and it was probably lit by the incense. Linggu Temple was not big, so everyone turned a corner and went to their own wing room.
When we came, everyone stepped on the stone slabs, and wild grasses grew in the gaps between the stone slabs. However, there were many people who added fragrance every day, so the weeds were naturally not tall, just a small piece of them covered.
But it was a bit strange. Everyone looked around and seemed to see no outsiders. There were monks in the temple inside and outside.
"Little monk, why do you enter the world to practice and open the door but can't see any secular people at night?" Jin Gun touched the light head of the little novice monk and said with a smile.
The little novice monk looked at the golden spear with aggrievedness. At night, he looked at the golden spear as if he saw a robber and a villain. He felt a little scared in his heart, and then said tremblingly: "There is a rule in the temple that no incense is allowed to be burned at night. No one is allowed except for the donor who stays overnight."
"Oh!!" The golden spear suddenly became clear, but it became even more exciting to touch the little shaman's Guanghua head.
"Hey, can you stop touching his head?" Bai Ling'er couldn't see it anymore and scolded in a low voice.
"Uh... I can't help myself, I can't help myself. Don't worry, hehe." After saying that, the golden spear had to touch the little novice monk's head, as if he was taking advantage of the beautiful girl, with a wretched look.
"Hmph" Meng Mei seemed to feel a little unhappy in her heart, and she said softly: "The poisonous rose thorn seems to want to see blood..." For a moment, more than a dozen people were suddenly cold.
"Uh, Master, Master." The little shakimi was in a mess, as if she had brought a group of evil people who had killed people without blood into the temple. Then she forgot that Ding An was among them, so she rushed towards the Zen room hosted by Ling Yang.
"Yeah" The lights are yellow, and a slight movement comes from the Zen room. Then a black shadow appears in the room and slowly magnifies, "I didn't expect you to be here tonight and I'll wait for you for a long time." The door of the Zen room slowly opened, revealing the old monk in his 80s.
"Haha, you and I have always met each other. A few days ago, I was seriously injured because of my affairs. I wonder how your injuries are now?" Ding An asked with concern.
"Haha, there's no need to worry. Let's go into the Zen room and talk. Hum? Are these?" At this time, the old monk with dizzy eyes saw Leng Xiaoran and ten people, and Jin Gun seemed to be a little unhappy, looking at Ling Yang, the old bald donkey with a slanted eye.
"The little person is naturally not in the eyes of Master Lingyang. Haha..." Jin Gun smiled sarcastically.
The changes in the atmosphere also noticed the monks around him, looking at Leng Xiaoran and ten others with a little vigilant look.
The stalemate... Ling Yang seemed to keep silent, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Leng Xiaoran with a faint smile, of course, the main thing he was looking at was the Golden Gun, and the Golden Gun stared at Ling Yang with big eyes.[
After a while, when Ding An wanted to break through the uncomfortable stalemate atmosphere, a loud voice came from not far away, "Ah, Brother Leng, why are you here? Hey, donor Feng and donor Lin are here too." A young monk ran over from not far away, holding a broom sweeping the floor in his hand.
"Well... Shousheng is you, why do you call us the boss and be kind? You call us the donor?" Lin Er deliberately started to scan Shousheng who was running over.
"Uh..." Shousheng scratched his scalp embarrassedly and looked at everyone with a silly smile.
"These are my companions." Feng Qi said with a smile at Shousheng.
At this time, Shousheng also saw Ding An, Bai Yuze and the host, and then gave a gift one by one.
"Master, this is what I mentioned back then, Brother Leng Xiaoran and his companions!!" Shousheng was so respectful to Ling Yang in front of Ling Yang, and even acted a little arrogantly, but Ling Yang didn't seem to take it seriously.