That night, Bai Ze left a spiritual clone in the guest house. The body merged into the darkness, used shadow escape, and left this place.
The young sword cultivator was sneaking all the way, dressed in black, and headed straight for the cliff of Guangcheng Mountain.
The ancestral site of Xuankong Temple was built on that cliff.
It is already cold autumn, and the strong wind blows on the top of the mountain, making it very cold.
Bai Ze's eyes were deep and he stood on the top of the mountain, not daring to release the power of his soul. His breath was all restrained, and even his breathing was difficult to detect. He could only use his extraordinary eyesight to see what was happening under the cliff.
After the Xuankong Temple suffered an accident, the ancestral land became even more desolate. The ancient Buddhist temple built on the cliff looks like a giant beast crawling on the cliff in the dim night. The precarious plank road stretches from the ancient temple community to the place where the mist rolls down the mountain. It is nowhere to be found.
Bai Ze looked around and saw that the ancient temple complex was in ruins. The traces left after the war were like the scars on the bodies of giant beasts. The suspended plank road close to the mountain was even more terrifying. It was broken in many places. If a mortal walked on it, it would be a little scary. If you don't pay attention, you will fall into the abyss and lose your body.
It is said that Zen Master Huitong, an eminent monk of Xuankong Temple, is seated here.
However, Bai Ze is more willing to believe that Zen Master Huitong died in the hands of that person on that night of sudden change.
The young man in black on the cliff has cold eyes, and the murderous intention surges repeatedly, like the undercurrent of the deep sea.
Whether it was the Master of the Dead in the southern region of the Yan Kingdom, or the Hanging Temple being bloodbathed overnight, or Ye Qiu from Longhai County being forced to leave Zhongzhou, behind these events was the figure of that person.
To this day, Bai Ze doesn't even know anything about that person. Nowadays, the situation in the north is complicated. The rise of demons and alien races, and the outbreak of national war have made Bai Ze unable to determine the identity of that person.
But no matter what, that person was the apparent trigger for Xie Xuan's departure. It's not that Bai Ze doesn't want to believe in the ten-year agreement between him and Xie Xuan, but he wants to rely on his own strength to find Xie Xuan and face the unknown side by side with him.
Bai Ze doesn't believe Xie Xuan is dead.
After all, Xie Xuan's life-long obsession has not yet been solved. He has to go to overseas fairy mountains to find the Immortal Grass and save the woman who makes him cry every time he dreams about it at midnight.
Chen Jianjia.
Maybe here is an opportunity.
Bai Ze was thoughtful.
That day in Longhai County, the man released Taotie, one of the four evil spirits. As for that ancient ferocious beast, it is said that it was suppressed here by the first founder of Xuankong Temple.
Whether it was Zen Master Huitong's sitting transformation or the four evil Taotie's escape from the seal, it was definitely the work of that person. After all, wherever that person went, the mystery of the dead returning from hell appeared without exception.
"Xuankong Temple has encountered changes. Today, as Kong Kong walked through them one by one, this Buddhist pure land has indeed declined a lot." Bai Ze thought in his heart, "But this ancestral land is, after all, the foundation of Xuankong Temple. Although I can't see the slightest trace of this ancient temple community. With the light of candles, it is inevitable that there will be hidden monks in those temples, so it is better to be cautious."
Bai Ze's dark figure merged into the darkness again.
At this time, the moonlight in the sky was completely covered by dark clouds, and the sky and the earth were pitch black, making it impossible to see even one's fingers.
Bai Ze's move was indeed risky.
He couldn't guarantee that if he sneaked into the Xuankong Temple ancestral land, he would be able to find clues about that person's identity. Secondly, once his whereabouts are exposed, it will be impossible to defend him.
Such behavior is like a monk from Xuankong Temple who entered the ancestral hall of Yunhai Xianmen in the middle of the night and was caught red-handed. The other party claimed that he just came to have a look and had no evil intentions. No one in his right mind would believe it.
Bai Ze was sneaking in the darkness, as if he were facing an abyss, walking on thin ice, for fear of being suddenly discovered by some old monk living in seclusion here. But sneaking all the way, he quickly approached the most spectacular three-body Buddhist temple in the ancient temple complex, without noticing anything out of the ordinary.
"Maybe there is really no one here." Bai Ze thought to himself.
But he still didn't dare to be careless. He lurked in the darkness for a long time and only emerged from the shadows when he was sure that only the night wind was howling around him.
As far as the eye can see, the ruins of the Buddhist temple are even worse than the ruined temple at the top of Wangfeng Peak where he sat.
Even the huge Buddha statue in the center of the Buddhist hall was violently destroyed and has not been repaired to this day.
On the cliff, the fierce cold wind blew Baize Mo's hair.
Wu, the sword cultivator in black stopped for a long time and walked towards the depths of the Buddhist temple step by step.
The Mountain Ghost Seal made him clearly feel that a ferocious beast had been suppressed here, and that violent aura had not dissipated yet. It must have been the traces left by Taotie.
Bai Ze walked slowly towards the depths of the Buddhist temple.
At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky faded away, and the moonlight fell on the world, shining directly into the dilapidated Buddhist temple. Something suddenly emitted a misty white halo in the deep corner of the Buddhist temple.
The black-clothed swordsman was startled, and when he looked closely, he saw that the misty white light was clearly a white-clothed monk meditating with his back to him!
Bai Ze's body suddenly froze, and he was in a dilemma.
The sitting monk in white clothes slowly stood up, chanted the Buddha's name, turned to look at Bai Ze, and said, "Junior brother is here late at night. Is there something important?"
The white-clothed monk turned around, and Bai Ze suddenly forced a smile and said: "Senior Brother Kongchan... When I went up the mountain, I heard a master in the temple say that the senior brother is in retreat. I didn't expect to meet him here."
Kong Chan smiled slightly and said: "Junior brother's visit late at night must not be for the purpose of offering incense, right?"
Bai Ze fell into silence for a while, and then said after a long time: "I heard that this Buddhist temple suppressed an ancient ferocious beast. Junior brother couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart for a while, and wanted to come over and have a look. Unexpectedly, he happened to meet senior brother."
Bai Ze carefully observed the reaction on Kong Chan's face when he heard "ancient ferocious beast", but the monk in white was extremely well-educated, and his face remained calm. He only said: "It seems that junior brother is going to be disappointed. That ancient ferocious beast is on his head." , is no longer here."
The two of them were speechless for a while.
Bai Ze pursed his lips, made up his mind, and immediately went straight to the point, saying: "Senior brother, a wise man doesn't tell secrets. I came here today. I have a question in my mind, and I want to ask my senior brother for some advice."
"But it doesn't matter."
"Senior brother, what did the person who took Taotie leave behind here?"
"As you can see, this is what he left behind." Kong Chan gestured to Bai Ze to look at the dilapidated Buddhist temple.
"Senior brother knows in his heart that this is not what I want to ask." Bai Ze said, "In the decisive battle at Hulao Pass in the southern region of Yan State, my master made a ten-year agreement with me, saying that in ten years, he would go to Tianzhu Shan is looking for me. Now my master’s whereabouts are unknown. He left Hulao Pass to pursue that man.”
Kong Chan listened silently.
Bai Ze took a deep breath and said, "Now that person appears again, at least, I want to know who that person is."
"Are you so sure that the person you mentioned is the same person who took Taotie away here?" Kong Chan asked.
"Brother, you want to know the reason why I think so?" Bai Ze said, not hiding anything. "The demonic chaos in the southern region of Yan State was caused by a strange string of rosary beads. Li Tianxing relied on that thing to wake up deep in Dushan Mountain. He defeated the God of War Xian Zhen more than seventy years ago, and then Xian Zhen led the Army of the Dead and almost flattened the southern region of the Yan Kingdom."
Kong Chan's face moved slightly.
"That string of rosary beads is extremely weird and can awaken the dead from the underworld." Bai Ze looked gloomy, "But this kind of awakening is not resurrection. Some of the dead people who wake up still have memories of their lives, and most of them are just walking corpses. But None of them can go against the will of the owner of the magic weapon... Senior brother, you saw him in Longhai County."
As soon as these words came out, Kong Chan immediately closed his eyes.
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