While everyone was wandering around, they heard Master Kongshan clasping his hands and reciting the Buddha's name, and said: "Since it is a temple, you should visit it."
Xing Yi had some reluctance on his face. As soon as Kong Shan said this, the heartless Wu Shuang immediately responded. Bai Ze and Yan Qing looked at each other and agreed.
Seeing that this mountain road has been abandoned for a long time, I don't know how many years have passed. Even if the temple is weird, I don't expect there to be any murderous intent.
To take a step back, there are still two monks of the Five Realms in this party. The Five Realms are already top-notch masters in the world of Jiuzhou. They shouldn't be so unlucky to encounter some shocking murderous plan in this ruined temple.
Everyone walked towards the abandoned temple.
After a while, the outline of the temple became clear.
Bai Ze took a closer look and saw that the temple was neither a Taoist temple nor a Buddhist temple. It was filled with a Shinto atmosphere. With just one glance, Bai Ze already had a suspicion in his mind that such a building could only be a mountain temple.
If it were an earth temple, it would not be built on a mountain.
The stone tower of the temple has been broken, the door is hidden, and the cold wind is swirling in the mountains, making the roar of lions.
It snowed heavily, and everyone entered the temple to get rid of the cold air. The Shinto is full of withered weeds, and the incense cauldron is mottled with time, indicating its past glory.
"The main hall is still complete, why not rest here and then cross the mountain at dawn." Yanqing suggested.
Everyone agreed and entered the main hall of the temple.
"Squeak——"
The red paint on the door of the main hall of the temple was peeling off. Yanqing pushed it open and let out a long sigh. Master Kongshan cast a bright light technique to illuminate the main hall.
When Bai Ze and others entered it, they saw that the palace was huge in scale, and some of the divine messengers standing on the left and right had collapsed and broken, while others were still standing majestically, but were covered with cobwebs and dust.
Right in front of the palace, the statue of Guanshan Mountain God with a golden sword is sitting on the throne, holding the sword in his left hand and holding the tower in his right hand. After all the vicissitudes of life, it still has inexplicable power.
There is a head trampled under the feet of the mountain god, which looks weird and ferocious, like a devil from another world.
Everyone bowed silently.
Looking up, there were two sacred pillars standing on both sides of the huge throne, and the characters with flying dragons and phoenixes could be vaguely seen:
It is so powerful that it brings hundreds of beasts to the mountains and fields, and its spiritual power reaches the crevices of rocks to benefit the common people.
There are four characters written on the plaque hanging directly above the throne: Mighty Mountains and Rivers.
"What a grandeur." Xing Yi sighed.
"Before the rise of the Human Religion, Shinto incense was indeed at its peak." Yanqing said, looking around, "For a mountain temple of this size to be able to stand high and deep in this mountain, I don't know how much manpower and material resources were spent."
"What are you thinking about?" Wu Shuang asked curiously when she saw Bai Ze staring at the mountain statue without moving and lightly bumped him with her shoulder.
"It's nothing." Bai Ze came back to his senses, smiled and said, "Do you think there really is a land of mountain gods in this world?"
Wu Shuang was stunned when asked, and said inexplicably: "How do I know?"
After a search, everyone closed the gate of the palace, lit a fire with the found wood, and sat in meditation to regulate their breathing.
It is already late at night.
The wind was howling on the mountain, the snow was rolling heavily, and it was extremely cold. Logically speaking, the cultivation level of Bai Ze and his team is the lowest in the Four Realms. They have already been able to protect themselves from ordinary water and fire. Even if it is snowing so heavily, they should not feel the cold.
Xing Yi felt strange and guessed: "Could it be that there is a vein of suppressing spirit stone nearby?"
"But I don't think there's anything wrong with the flow of Qi." Wu Shuang said doubtfully.
"I just said it casually..." Xing Yi said with a smile.
"Perhaps it's because there is too much murderous intent here?" Bai Ze suddenly said.
Master Kongshan and Yanqing glanced at Bai Ze in unison and remained silent.
Wu Shuang glared at Bai Ze, and looked at the statues of gods and ghosts that were dimmed by the firelight. She felt that they were extremely eerie and terrifying. She could not help but shrink her neck, fold her arms, and did not dare to look around anymore.
"Brother, this joke is not funny..." Seeing Wu Shuang being frightened, Xing Yi said, "Although this temple has been abandoned for many years, the God of Guanshan Mountain has also received incense for countless years. I'm afraid it's ordinary. The ghosts and evil spirits have to take a detour just to get close to here, so where can such deep murderous intent come from?"
"It's useless to talk more." Yanqing added a piece of firewood to the fire, "Everyone, let's have a rest and cross the mountain as soon as possible in the morning."
Not long after, five streaks of light crashed into the wind and snow in the Guan Mountain sky. In an instant, the light faded and crashed to the ground.
Ever since Bai Ze understood the context and refined the Snow Seal, in the wind and snow, even if he didn't release his spiritual consciousness, his perception was extremely sharp and he immediately noticed something abnormal.
At the moment when the five streams of light were swallowed up by the wind and snow, Yanqing and Kongshan opened their eyes at the same time.
"It's difficult to cross the mountains. This is true..." Yanqing said in his heart. While sighing, he could not help but be surprised when he saw the difference in Bai Ze's expression. He did not expect that the young swordsman in front of him had such powerful consciousness.
"Amitabha." Master Kongshan chanted in a low voice, then stood up and walked out the door.
"Master, where are you going?" The movement here awakened Xing Yi and Wu Shuang, who were not yet deeply in samadhi. The younger generation leader of Qingming Sword Sect asked aloud.
"Monks are compassionate." Master Kongshan paused, tilted his head and said, "Dear donors, if you can't wait for the poor monk before dawn, please leave on your own."
"Master is going to save people?" Bai Ze frowned and said, "Those people fell into the area where the spirit-suppressing stone veins are located. The dangers there are, and Master should be aware of them."
"What Daoist fellow Taoist Jie Jiang said is true," Yanqing said, "I admire the master's compassionate heart. However, this matter is indeed dangerous, and the master insists on going?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes looked back and forth between Yanqing and Kongshan.
"I have made up my mind. Donors, there is no need to persuade me any more." Master Kongshan said with his palms clasped together.
Yanqing stood up and said: "In that case, I would like to go with the master so that we can take care of each other."
"Sir, there is no need to be like this." Kong Shan said seriously, "The poor monk also knows the meaning of the four words "act within one's ability." You should try your best to protect yourself this time. Sir, here, the poor monk can still feel at ease. If you and I both leave, we will leave. Several children were in danger, but they made Kongshan feel guilty."
"That's all." Yanqing did not insist and said, "Before dawn, I will wait for the good news of the master."
The implication is that after dawn, everyone will leave the mountain temple directly without waiting for the empty mountain.
Kongshan understood and opened the temple door, and the cold wind rushed into the mountain temple wrapped in wind and snow. Bai Ze narrowed his eyes, and the black hair on his forehead danced, watching the ocher-clothed monk close the temple door and walk into the wind and snow.
The snow was falling heavily, and Bai Ze could see the figure walking in the snow clearly through his perception of the snow character seal.
Everyone said no more and went into concentration.
When dawn was approaching, Kongshan still didn't come back.
Yanqing looked at the dark red coals, stood up suddenly, and said to Bai Ze and others: "I'm going to take a look. In three moments, no matter what, I will return here and cross the mountain with all my fellow Taoists."
"Mr. Yan, why don't we come together." Bai Ze stood up and said.
"Master Kongshan has not returned for a long time. I'm afraid he is in trouble." Yanqing said, "I will come back as soon as I go. It will be inconvenient for everyone to go together."
"That's fine." Bai Ze muttered, "After three moments, if sir has not returned..."
"Fellow Taoists, please leave directly." Yanqing said and left the mountain temple.
"Bai Ze, why do I feel so strange..." Wu Shuang felt something strange in his heart. He looked at Bai Ze and frowned.
Xing Yi's face also darkened, and he felt inexplicably uneasy.
"Wait for three seconds." Bai Ze frowned and said, "If we can't wait for them, we will leave immediately."
After hearing this, the two nodded silently.
Three moments later, there was no news from Yanqing either.
Bai Ze suddenly stood up, extinguished the charcoal, opened the door of the mountain temple, and led the two of them away directly.
The moment Wu Shuang was pulled open by the temple door, he shivered slightly due to the cold wind and snow that hit his face, and sneezed slightly. Before leaving the mountain temple, the girl looked back unexpectedly, and saw In the dark and gloomy mountain temple, among the ferocious and terrifying statues, one seemed to tremble slightly.
Wu Shuang was so frightened that she stared at them, but she thought it was her eyesight. How could those statues move?
The mountain god of Guanshan holds a sword in his left hand and holds a tower in his right hand, with a devil's head on the sole of his foot. Even if these stone statues are really alive, they should be beheaded by the mountain god's sword, right?
But as he watched, Wu Shuang suddenly realized something was wrong and his expression changed.
"What's wrong?" Xing Yi said in surprise when he saw Wu Shuang turning around and looking dazed.
"Xing...Xing Yi." Wu Shuang looked pale, pointed to the main hall of the mountain temple, and said tremblingly: "Do you remember how many stone statues there were on both sides of the Shinto when we first entered here?"
"Except for those who collapsed, there were an average number of six on the left and right. Why..." Xing Yi's pupils suddenly shrank, and he couldn't say a single word for the rest of the words!
I saw that the main hall of the sleepy temple, including the mountain god in the center, was only eleven.
"Then, where did the two remaining stone statues go?" Wu Shuang felt a chill rush from the soles of his feet to his forehead, "Did the two of them carry the other on their backs when they left?"
"You're still in the mood to joke at this time." Bai Ze's face was gloomy, "Let's go!"
The two people reacted quickly and rushed out of the mountain temple with Bai Ze.
"It is difficult to cross the mountain, so whoever feels sad for those who have lost their way..."
The vicissitudes of life and strange sounds suddenly exploded behind them, and then the mountains shook and the ground roared, as if the mountains were collapsing and the avalanches continued, roaring like the waves of an angry river.
Bai Ze felt an inexplicable aura coming straight towards him. He turned around hastily and saw a ferocious stone statue with three heads and six arms, holding a broken sword, gun, sword and halberd, already behind him!
"!?"
Bai Ze only had time to wrap his internal organs with a golden light spell. He was hit hard on the back, his face changed drastically, and he was punched by the stone statue and flew dozens of feet away.
At the same time, a stone statue rushed out of the mountain temple and killed Wu Shuang and Xing Yi.
Bai Ze was hit by that punch and his blood surged. The ink jade from his waist was unsheathed loudly, and he used the ultimate move to restrain evil spirits, "Thunder Light Sword Technique", "Thunder Light Sword Technique"!
"Rectifying the universe, the Thunder Emperor gives orders." Bai Ze made a move with his sword, and the sky changed color. The sky was full of wind and snow, and terrifying thunderclouds suddenly descended into the world. Thunder exploded constantly in the sky, and electricity flew in all directions. Under the fierce interplay of light and dark, the stone statue was made even more weird.
"The sword travels in all directions, and the thunder comes to the world!" Bai Ze holds the ink jade in his hand, and murderous intent bursts out in his eyes, "Thunder Light Sword Technique, Run with Thunder!"
"Boom!!——"
Nine days of thunder entangled and crashed into the world, directly hitting the terrifying stone statue with three heads and six arms.
The sky and the earth were torn apart by the blazing electric light.
The stone statue was hit by thunder, and most of its body was shattered.
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