When he was about to leave, Ye Feng suddenly remembered something. Elder Jin Qiu said before that he forced him to enter the Golden Buddha Temple with Hu Linger, not the monks in the temple, but the Golden Buddha Temple itself.
In this way, this Golden Buddha Temple has a spirit. What does it want to do?
Ye Feng immediately looked at Elder Jin Qiu and asked.
Elder Jin Qiu smiled and shook his head and said, "What is it doing, the poor monk is not clear, but there is a little owner who can rest assured that it will not hurt your life. The previous guests finally left safely."
"This makes me stable in my heart."
Ye Feng nodded and laughed. Elder Jin Qiu suddenly remembered something, saying to Ye Feng: "The master, the eighteen -style boxing method they exhibit, you must have learned it?"
"Well, learned.
"
Ye Fengye, he can crack the monks' boxing methods, naturally have a good understanding and understanding of their boxing methods, and learn these eighteen -type boxing methods for granted.
Although this method is not plagiarism, it is to get things about others. Elder Jin Qiu asked, Ye Feng was a little embarrassed.
"Elderly rest assured, although Ye Feng learns these eighteen types of boxing, it will not pass out. If it is not necessary, I will not easily perform it."
Ye Feng said seriously.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
After listening to Ye Feng's words, Elder Jin Qiu laughed and stopped. He stopped for a while. He said: "Ye Shizhu misunderstood, the poor monk asked just to determine, if Ye Shizhu really learned, the poor monk told each other."
"Please say."
Ye Feng reached out.
"These eighteen -style boxing methods, named Zhenxie Boxing, are the top boxing methods of my Golden Buddha Temple. It is used to deal with evil spirits and demon. They all have a strong restraint."
"The flames I used to show the owner before the leaf were quite fit with the evil boxing method of this town. If you can show it together and superimply each other, the power must increase greatly."
Elder Jin Qiu had a good vision. He saw that Ye Feng's means were single and said: "Ye Shizhu's fighting experience is extraordinary, but the means are too single. This town's evil boxing method can make you more means."
"Thank you elder.
"
Jin Qiu's guidance makes sense. Ye Feng tried to use the town evil boxing method to cooperate with the annihilation of the annihilation.
Town prison god fist.
After all, there is only one punch in the town prison Shenquan, and the town evil boxing method has eighteen style.
"Ye Shizhu, although this town prison Shenquan is a very important boxing method for my Golden Buddha Temple, we are not pedantic. If the owner encounters a suitable person, please teach him."
"It can also be regarded as the inheritance of my Golden Buddha Temple, which can spread out."
"Long Old Gao Yi."
Ye Feng once again admired that Elder Jin Qiu's state is high. Compared with the other party, Ye Feng is a vulgar person.
However, Ye Feng doesn't think that there is anything wrong with ordinary people. Do what he wants to do and protect the people he wants to protect.
"Well, there is nothing wrong with the poor monk, the two can go to the hall."
Elder Jin Qiu looked at Ye Feng and laughed: "The hall should be the prestige of my temple. You may have a test after you go, but you can leave the hall in no matter whether you pass it.
"
"Thank you elderly."
Ye Feng hug boxing thanked, and then took Linger to the backyard. At the foot was a golden channel, the dry trees on both sides, and the arch guard was a ladder of 10,000 meters.
At the top of this ladder is a golden and splendid hall. The plaque is engraved with the three large characters of the Golden Buddha Hall. These three large characters are golden light, and the dragon flying phoenix dances is quite imposing.
Ye Feng's face was slightly condensed. Thinking of the advice of Elder Golden Autumn, he relaxed again. He took the Linger to walk on the golden ladder.
Finally, when I came to the gate of the hall, I saw that the Golden Hall door was open. There was a huge golden figure statue in the hall. These Buddha statues were compassionate and kind -looking.
In the middle of the hall, a thin old monk wearing a golden puppet was sitting on the ground. He closed his eyes, a bunch of beads in his hands kept twisting, and he thought of words in his mouth.
"Is it the host of Guishan?"
Ye Feng bowed and asked. Ask whispered.
The old monk did not respond to Ye Feng, as if he didn't hear, and the eyelids were not moved.
Ye Feng brows slightly, Elder Jin Qiu has stated that there will be a test when you come to the main hall, which should not be fake.
In this case, what is this test?
Ye Feng dared to conclude that even if the host of the Golden Buddha Temple ignored him, he could not leave the hall safely. He had to test it first.
"Dare to ask the host, what is the test of this Golden Buddha Temple?"
Ye Feng didn't like to circle, and asked directly to see the mountain.
If the host of the Golden Buddha Temple will not answer again, Ye Feng is ready to explore himself.
At this moment, the host of the Golden Buddha Temple opened his eyes. He looked at Ye Feng, his eyes, but made the two of them instantly straighten their eyes and stunned in place.
The eyes hosted by the Golden Buddha Temple seem to be an endless abyss, and it looks like a deep vortex. There is a mysterious and extraordinary charm in it, but when you look at it, you will be deeply trapped and cannot extricate yourself.
Ye Feng only felt that his consciousness was muddy, and he was unclear. He wanted to resist but felt that there was a traction. He was unable to resist being taken away.
The muddy consciousness returned to soberness, Ye Feng opened his eyes, but found that he was already on a jail.
There are still many people in this jail, each of which is shirt, thin as a firewood, and more energetic. At first glance, it looks like life.
But even so, these people were bound by iron handcuffs and fist -case, and the flesh was grinded, the flesh was dripping, and some even exposed white bones.
Ye Feng's eyebrows frowned, and there were dense flies around them raging around them, falling on her body.
He looked at himself and found that he was as thin as firewood, but he didn't feel that something was wrong.
Because Ye Feng's memory has disappeared, now he only remembers his name, Ye Feng, and is a member of these prisoners who must be escorted to the execution ground.
But what happened and did something evil, why was he beheaded, Ye Feng did not know.
"Mr., what's wrong with us?"
Ye Feng looked at the old man nervously. The old man's eye sockets were deep, as if the eyeballs were buckled.
But the old man's eyes were still there. He was only too thin, and it would be like this person is not a ghost.
"I, we ..."
The old man murmured twice, and suddenly showed a stern laugh, "We are too poor, adults are not allowed to exist."
"What is this reason?"
Ye Feng shuddered, and there was an unknown anger rushing out of his heart, and there was a urge to open the kill.