The Five Sacred Mountains cover a mountain, and the cold and cold mountains hang over the blue rocks.
Lunzhuan Temple is a famous Hanging Temple on Cangyan Mountain.
Cangyan Mountain is located on the edge of the Middle East of the Taihang Mountains.
Gu Qinghan also just arrived nearby, and the two of them continued northbound together.
To the northeast is Gaoyang City, the largest living area among the Tang Dynasty city-states.
Previously, when I was being trained with Cao Se and Li Xiaojing in the early days, I mentioned that Li Xiaojing was born in this life circle!
This city is very close to the Xuankong Temple.
A few minutes later, the two of them flew nearby and stood quietly outside the main formation of Lunzhuan Temple.
Then he saw a young monk flying not far away from the formation, saluting the two of them and saying, "These two are benefactor Gu Qinghan and benefactor Ji Wushuang!"
Ji Wushuang clasped his fists in return and nodded in agreement.
The young monk held an old scroll of scriptures in his left hand, and with a wave of his hand, he opened a gap in the formation.
Ji Wushuang nodded and thanked.
Judging from his age, he is only twenty years old, and he is already in the golden elixir stage.
"Master is so young, but he is also a cultivator of Jindan. I admire him! May I ask what your name is?"
"Young monk Miao Ying, you two are coming with me. The Zen Master has been waiting for a long time."
Ji Wushuang nodded and walked forward, looking ahead at the Lunzhuan Temple.
I saw two peaks confronting each other in front, with majestic cliffs and a thin line in the middle.
The ancient temple was built around two opposing peaks and stood on a bridge between the two peaks, overlooking a 100-foot deep stream.
The bridge building has five floors and nine ridges, and is extremely majestic. It is surrounded by corridors and the small hall is surrounded by cold mist.
Really, the double eaves rest on the top of the mountain, the colorful clouds appear at the corners of the eaves, the thousand-foot-long Hongqiao is dimly visible, and the skylight and clouds fly together from the building.
Ji Wushuang couldn't help but feel heartbroken and praised:
"This Buddhist temple is really ingenious. Hey, what is that? Why is the mountain stream frozen?"
Ji Wushuang pointed to the 100-foot deep stream below the bridge.
I saw that the two walls of the deep stream were covered with thick ice, and the ice layer seemed to have accumulated over thousands of years.
Under the pouring sunshine of winter, the blending of sunlight and ice exudes a deep blue color and shines brightly.
Mianying said seriously: "The donor is talking about these ice layers? Everyone who comes here will mention that this appeared when I was young."
Ji Wushuang frowned and said:
"No, you're only in your twenties! The depths of this ice are all dark blue. How could there be such a deep cold color in thousands of years?"
He responded instantly: "It's eighteen years, and the young monk is exactly eighteen years old. According to the senior brothers, this ice appeared only eighteen years ago.
I remember that when the monk was young, these ice layers were originally only in the depths of the deep stream, but now they have spread to more than halfway up the mountain. "
"Oh? Only eighteen years? You are only eighteen years old!"
Ji Wushuang was stunned. It seemed that Sister Qinghan was also eighteen years old!
Turn around and look away. Only then did I realize that Sister Qinghan had not followed.
But he saw her stopped in the air, staring into the depths of the mountain stream below. What was she thinking?
"Sister Qinghan, what's wrong?"
Gu Qinghan came to his senses, shook his head, took a deep breath, and followed.
Ji Wushuang secretly guessed that Sister Qinghan was also eighteen years old and practiced cold-type skills. Zen Master Liuhui asked to see her again.
Is there any involvement in this?
On the top of Cangyan Mountain, the two of them fell into the clouds within seconds.
An ancient pine tree with lush branches and leaves and layers of canopy.
Zen Master Liuhui stood quietly under the tree, and a stone chessboard was placed quietly, exuding a simple atmosphere.
The black and white grids on the chessboard are like an unfinished picture.
Ji Wushuang narrowed his eyes slightly. This scene was exactly the same as the one in his inner demon fantasy!
After his feet landed on the ground, Ji Wushuang raised his hands and saluted: "I have met the Zen Master."
Gu Qinghan also saluted, his eyes full of surprise. Zen Master Liuhui was a well-known out-of-body master with a reputation among Blue Stars, yet he was so young.
Zen Master Liuhui returned the greeting and looked at Gu Qinghan!
His eyes swept over the lotus pattern on her jade neck, and he looked at her and said, "Donor Gu, it's your first time here. What do you think of our Wheel of Reunion Temple?"
Gu Qinghan thought for a while and didn't answer. Instead, he said, "I want to take a spin."
Liuhui smiled and said: "In a second, take Donor Gu to walk around our Buddhist temple from beginning to end!"
In seconds, he responded, leading Gu Qinghan to the main hall of the Buddhist temple on the bridge below.
Zen Master Liuhui turned to Ji Wushuang and said, "Donor Ji, sit down!"
Ji Wushuang nodded, followed the appearance in his memory, turned around and sat on the stone seat outside the chessboard.
Liu Hui sat down opposite and said with a smile: "Donor Ji, can you have a chat with the little monk?"
Ji Wushuang thought to himself, here we come!
What will happen if you refuse?
Thinking of this, Ji Wushuang waved his hand and said: "You are stupid and not good at this!"
Liu Hui smiled and said: "Since Donor Ji has brought Donor Gu.
The young monk has only this request. After discussing this situation, you and I will understand all the cause and effect. "
Ji Wushuang's face froze. What he meant was that the life-saving grace was gone!
This business is profitable!
Ji Wushuang made a wry smile and said, "Well, since the Zen Master has said so, I can only risk my life to accompany the gentleman!"
"Boom!!!"
The sound of bells came from the Buddhist temple below, and merged with his own voice.
Ji Wushuang had an ethereal feeling.
A mountain breeze blew by, and the pine leaves swayed gently, making a rustling sound, intertwined with the chanting and bells to form a peaceful melody.
Liu Hui chuckled and said, "It's just a game of chess, it's not that serious!"
"Donor Ji, you hold the black man, go first!"
The images in front of me in a trance slowly overlapped with the images deep in my mind.
Next, it’s time to speak for yourself.
Ji Wushuang said seriously according to the statement in his memory: "Zen Master, you traveled thousands of miles to save me. Is it really just to have a chat with the brat?"
Zen Master Liuhui stretched out his hand and said, "Of course! Please!"
Ji Wushuang thought for a while and then said: "Master, I said before that you were entrusted by someone to save me at the right time. May I ask, who was entrusted by you?"
Zen Master Liuhui said: "This man is the benefactor of the young monk. He once explicitly told the poor monk not to tell you who he is? He said that you will know it naturally in the future."
"Oh? The master's lay family comes from the city-state of the Tang Dynasty. Could it be that that person is from the Tang Dynasty?"
"No! There's no need to ask more about who this person is as a benefactor. Please let me know!"
Ji Wushuang couldn't ask, so she had to reach out to the chess box.
Liuhui reached out his hand to stop him at the right time and said:
"Wait a minute, a chess piece fell down when we collected the chess pieces last time. Come on, use this one?"
After saying that, he was entrusted with a sunspot and lowered his head.
The words and the scene were exactly the same as when he formed the elixir.
Ji Wushuang's expression remained unchanged, and he reached out to take it, his hand slightly heavy. This small chess piece turned out to be extremely heavy, almost
Ji Wushuang looked at it and couldn't tell the material of this sunspot.
After mobilizing his spiritual consciousness and sinking into it, he discovered that there were countless golden rays of light in the chess pieces, exuding an abyss-level terrifying aura.
With his powerful spiritual consciousness at the quasi-saint level, he was unable to resist the pressure of the golden glow and collapsed instantly!
This chess piece is so weird, I must study it carefully in the future.
Ji Wushuang no longer hesitated and directly picked up the chess piece and dropped it towards the chessboard.
