Ning Fan only glanced closely, and a melodious bell rang in his ears.
This voice seemed to come from a very far away place, giving Ning Fan a feeling that had gone through many vicissitudes since ancient times, and as he heard it, his mind immediately lost control, and he lost control of his body.
Suddenly, a large handprint slapped on Ning Fan's forehead, causing him to wake up instantly.
Hua Wuque said, "You're crazy, what's going on?"
"Don't you hear the bell ringing in your ears?"
Hearing this, Hua Wuque shook his head. Old Turtle seemed to understand something and explained: "It seems to be the reason for that ancient temple. The bells are ringing for eternity."
"Then why is Master Dao okay?"
"It's simple, because you have learned Buddhist techniques. Don't forget, this kid..."
Lao Gui didn't finish what he said, and he said it in another way: "Your bloodline is connected to something here."
"That's right, Master Tao really cultivates both Buddhism and Taoism. No wonder."
"Am I connected to something deep in the Kunlun Mountains?" Ning Fan became suspicious, could he be referring to his father?
"We don't know yet. Just use the talisman to lock your mental power. The other Turtle Master and Fatty will come."
"All right!"
Ning Fan finally used the talisman to seal his mental power. Just when he held it, he felt like his soul was about to leave his body.
You must know that your mental power is already very strong now. Although it cannot be said to be comparable to that of a quasi-sage, it is almost the same. It is attributed to the master of the divine soul technique.
"Let's go and take a look at that ancient temple first. It should be something from ancient times."
"Ancient times?"
Ning Fan only knew that it was the ancient times when Yingnan Ancient Star was still glorious, and human tribes had just appeared on the earth during the late period of Yingnan Ancient Planet.
If we talk about ancient times, it is a period even further back than ancient times.
After spending another three hours, we finally arrived in front of the ancient temple. This was a small temple, probably only about a hundred square meters.
The temple was pitch black, as if it were cast from black iron, but it was somewhat dilapidated, with a big hole in the roof.
A piece of the courtyard in front has collapsed. From the outside, you can see that there is a black iron tree in the courtyard, plus a bell, which is motionless. There is still thick snow on top. It looks like a simple small temple.
But such a small temple actually made the two of them dare not express their anger. It can be said that they held their breath directly, because this temple exuded the faintest traces of Buddhist charm, as if there was a Buddha who was indebted to millions of people chanting sutras in their ears.
, all living beings in the world.
This kind of Buddhist rhyme is a supreme honor for Buddhists, but for Ning Fan and Lao Gui, it is like the murderous intention in the sky, as if there are countless sharp swords hanging on the Tianling Cap. As long as they act rashly,
It will turn into ashes in an instant.
Boom!!!
Suddenly, a melodious bell sounded again, and the old turtle immediately hid in his turtle shell, while Ning Fan was shocked and suffered severe pain in his chest. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body was like a kite with a broken string.