The ancient temple is called Ran Deng, it is quiet and solemn, and filled with smoke.
As the name suggests, this is an ancient temple dedicated to the Lantern Buddha, which can be traced back hundreds of thousands of years.
The main hall is called the Burning Deng Palace. It is majestic and majestic, rising straight into the sky. Inside is a golden giant Buddha, about 20 feet high. There are 108 acupuncture points on its body, each with a nest-shaped hole, and a spiritual crystal lamp built into the hole. One.
The giant Buddha is shining with bright and gorgeous light, far better than the Buddha statues in ordinary temples. If you look closely, you will be surprised to find that each of the one hundred and eight lamps actually contains a spirit. Crystal core!
In this primitive place where spiritual energy is scarce, each spiritual crystal core symbolizes a massive amount of wealth. One hundred and eight of them, what is the concept?
I am afraid that only the Lantern Buddha, who is known as the "ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas", can have such a card. Even the Tathagata would probably feel ashamed if he saw it.
The Randen Ancient Temple is the cave of the Yanguang Buddha Kingdom, one of the twelve realms of the human race. Its abbot, Master Fenkong, is naturally one of the world-famous Lords of the Chaos Realm, with profound cultivation and prestige.
However, this 34,000-year-old Buddha is completely different from the image of a kind-hearted old monk in people's minds. His thick eyebrows are raised diagonally, and there is never a smile on his face. He always has an angry look. The image of King Kong is intimidating, and people dare not approach it easily.
On the contrary, the Yanzhen Divine Monk next to him has a round face and always smiles like Maitreya Buddha, making people unconsciously feel close to him.
"How's the battle going?"
When Master Fenkong spoke, he gave people a feeling of urgency and resoluteness.
A sage once said: Nourish your mind with a Bodhisattva heart, and use diamond means to plan things.
But from Master Fenkong, people can only feel the diamond method. As for the so-called Bodhisattva's heart, they can't find even a shred of it.
"At present, both the enemy and us are relatively restrained."
Yanzhen Divine Monk smiled and said, "Most of the battles took place in the realm of the psychic sea, and no saint-level cultivators took action. However, we still lost three spiritual masters, and the cultivators below the Tianlun suffered heavy casualties."
"Where is the enemy?" Master Fenkong frowned.
"Hell Valley lost two spiritual masters." Yanzhen Divine Monk answered truthfully, "But the cultivators below the Tianlun should be more miserable than us."
"cut!"
Master Fenkong became more and more unhappy, smacked his lips, and cursed without grace, "What are those little bald donkeys doing?"
The majestic Buddha Lord of the Randen Ancient Temple actually called the monks under his command "little bald donkeys". If people from other realms heard this, they would probably be shocked.
"Can't blame them."
Yanzhen Divine Monk replied softly, "The number of people in Hell Valley is much higher than that of our temple. If the base number is higher, the number of low-level practitioners will naturally be larger. But when it comes to real masters, we undoubtedly have the upper hand."
"In that case."
Master Fenkong's face softened slightly, but then his face became stern again, and he shouted sternly, "Then why are you still whining and whining? Hurry up and let those two little bastards Yan Ruyanxing get in!"
"Flame like flames?"
Yanzhen Divine Monk was surprised, "After all, we are fighting on the territory of the Spiritual Sea. If we directly send out masters at the level of divine generals, if we offend Shi Jue Palace, will it happen..."
"If it were in the past, I... I would still have to take into account Lin Bei's face."
Master Fenkong sneered and said, "As for now, there is no need to offend him!"
"I heard that the psychic sea and the free sky shook hands and formed an alliance."
Yanzhen Divine Monk heard this and said in confusion, "Although the Shijue Palace lost two divine generals, it received the support of the Beast King Temple, and even took the opportunity to annex the two realm cities. Its strength has not decreased but increased, and it has great potential to compete for world hegemony." How can we ignore the trend?"
"You are still young after all. There are some secrets in this primitive land that you may not have heard of yet."
Master Fenkong said to the 8,000-year-old Yanzhen Divine Monk Yi Lao, "It's precisely because he annexed the Two Realms City that I don't need to pay attention to him."
"Homura is so stupid."
Yanzhen Divine Monk clasped his palms together and asked sincerely for advice with a humble look on his face, "I hope Master can give me some advice."
"Silly boy, the location of the Two Worlds City is special. In war terms, it is the so-called battleground for military strategists."
Master Fenkong cleared his throat and said, "If you don't have a strong backer, how can you remain neutral for so many years under the dual pressure of humans and spiritual beasts?"
"What do you mean..." Yanzhen Divine Monk seemed to have some realization.
"Although the beast king Tianpeng is powerful, he is just a beast after all. It's just that he doesn't understand the meaning of it."
Master Fenkong touched his bald head, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, "But that kid Lin Bei doesn't know where he made the mistake. He actually made such a mistake. The rest of his life will definitely be ruined." It won’t be easy, I’m afraid I won’t have the energy to interfere with us and Hell Valley for a while.”
"It can make life difficult even for the Lord of Chaos Realm."
Yanzhen Divine Monk exclaimed in surprise, "What kind of backer is that? Jiange? Kaitian? Or..."
An incredible thought flashed through his mind, and Houzhen suddenly fell silent.
"As long as you know."
Master Fenkong knew that he had a guess, and was quite satisfied with the understanding of this proud disciple. He couldn't help but nodded and said, "So as long as you don't take the initiative to provoke Shijue Palace, even if you make a fuss within the scope of the Psychic Sea, , come to think of it, he has no time to be distracted, just let me...I fuck those evil ghosts hard!"
"Master, even though the war has already begun, it would be too late to investigate."
Yanzhen hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but said, "But the disciple still feels that the death of Junior Brother Yanhai is a bit strange, and it may not be the work of the Waste Walker."
"so what?"
Master Fenkong waved his hand and said disapprovingly, "I have long been unhappy with that old man. We practice hard in Buddhism just to one day be able to jump out of the three realms and not be among the five elements, but that old boy keeps doing it all day long. What's the point of making people fall into reincarnation if it's not a natural conflict? This battle will happen sooner or later, and Yan Hai's death is just an opportunity."
This time, he was too lazy to correct it and simply called himself "Lao Tzu" openly.
"Let me go! Let me go!"
While speaking, a loud voice came from the distance, followed by a burst of noise and noise.
In fact, the source of the sound is extremely far away from here, but for the perception of these two masters, it is just a piece of cake.
"How can we make such noise in the important place of Buddhism!"
Master Fenkong frowned, his face became more ferocious, and his voice was as loud as a bell, "How dignified are you!"
Little did he know that his roar was far more exaggerated than all the noise combined.
"Master, calm down."
Yanzhen Divine Monk quickly advised, "Disciple, go ahead and give me a warning."
"It's probably because that boy Yan Ru has spotted a good prospect, and he doesn't care whether he wants it or not, so he takes him back and wants to shave him."
Master Fenkong shook his head and said, "How many times have I told him that our Randen Ancient Temple is a first-class cave, a top force, what kind of genius disciple does not have? A big force must have the magnanimity of a big force, and always force others Where can I put my face as a disciple? No, I have to teach him a lesson this time!"
After saying that, before Yanzhen Divine Monk could speak, golden light suddenly shone under his feet, and his burly body disappeared from the place "swiftly". His movements were so fast that they were comparable to teleportation.
How terrifying is the cultivation level in the Chaos Realm?
The distance of dozens of miles was reached in a matter of seconds.
When he reappeared, what caught Master Fenkong's sight was a handsome monk with closed eyes, a cold face, and a face as handsome as a handsome young man.
In front of this monk, several other monks were busy knocking a teenage boy to the ground. One of them was holding a razor, and his movements were "swish, swish, swish", and in the blink of an eye, he knocked the boy down. A small part of his thick hair was shaved off.
"Damn bald donkey, thief bald donkey!"
Among these monks there were many practitioners of Heavenly Wheel and even Spiritual Masters. Although the young man was not weak in cultivation, he was still held down so tightly that he could not even lift his shoulders. He noticed that the hair on his head was getting less and less. His heart was getting colder and colder, there were tears in his eyes, and he kept yelling and cursing, "Stop it now, I don't want to be a monk! If you piss me off, believe it or not, I will burn this shabby temple of yours." !”
But no matter how much he struggled and cursed, the monks around him seemed to pay no attention and only focused on shaving his head. The scene was like killing a pig, which was very funny.
"Yanru, I...how many times have I told you?"
Master Fenkong only glanced at it before he made up his mind and cursed loudly at the handsome monk, "We have no shortage of talented disciples in Randen Ancient Temple. There is no need to rush out to grab them on the road. You have ignored everything I said." No!"
It turns out that this cold and handsome monk is none other than Yanru, the second-ranked monk among the four great monks of the Randen Temple.
"Disciple has met the master."
Yanru tilted his head when he heard the voice, clasped his hands, bowed slightly to Master Fenkong and said, "Master's teachings, how dare disciples forget it? It's just that this boy is different from those geniuses in the past. He is simply lighting up the ancient temple for me. If I miss this life, I will definitely regret it for the rest of my life."
"Is it such an exaggeration?" Master Fenkong was stunned for a moment and said doubtfully.
"Master will know it at a glance." Yan Ru pointed lightly at the young man.
"Fuck! This, this is..."
Master Fenkong took a closer look, and his expression suddenly changed drastically. He couldn't help but cursed, "The top fire physique!"
"Disciples make their own decisions."
Yanru's face remained calm, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, "Master, please give me some instructions."
"After shaving, take it to me."
Master Fenkong's face was uncertain. He hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "I want to personally guide such a good young talent!"
The expression of the young man who thought his savior had arrived froze, and his face suddenly turned bitter. Tears could no longer be suppressed and flowed down his cheeks.
