The west side of Baishou City was different from other places. It didn't have that many buildings. As Song Yin ran quickly, after stepping out of a street, what he saw was an empty land.
The bricks on the property boundary are white, which is different from other green brick roads and dirt roads in the city. They look extremely clean, as if they are paved with white jade.
The wide white jade bricks filled Song Yin's entire field of vision, and further beyond the boundary of the white jade bricks, there was an extremely tall white jade staircase. The steps continued upwards, directly reaching the top of the city wall, where a small hill seemed to be built. You can see a huge golden palace, which is extremely majestic.
Whether it is the boundary of white jade bricks or the steps, there are people gathering there, especially on the steps. These people have to kneel down and kowtow every time they go up a step, slowly but firmly gathering on the steps. A long queue.
Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng also arrived quickly and clicked their tongues when they saw the building.
There are dozens of mountains higher than Pingdingshan!
With this place as a dojo and so many mortals here, they could live for ten years less.
But there is such a big dojo.
The two looked at each other and saw solemnity.
I'm afraid it's really dangerous.
Song Yin walked over directly and said to the people walking in front of him: "Brother, why are so many people kowtowing on the steps?"
The man was wearing a mandarin jacket, a shawl, and a felt hat. He was stunned when he saw Song Yin's Taoist robes, but he quickly came to his senses, cupped his hands and said:
"Your Excellency, you are a foreigner. I am also a foreigner. I heard that if you want to enter this place, you have to kowtow at the steps step by step, so that you can enter the Mingtang Temple. But whether you can get Master Pude or not depends on the situation, cough cough cough !”
As he spoke, the man coughed violently several times, and the coughing seemed to be unstoppable. The cough made him bend over and cover his mouth, and his face turned pale.
It wasn't until he coughed violently that he stopped for a moment, and there was already blood in his palm.
The man stood up, took out a hand towel and wiped his hands, and said, "Sorry, it's an old problem. I heard that Master Pu De is very effective and can solve anything. I was wondering if this cough problem of mine can be solved."
Song Yin frowned slightly, the light in his eyes flashed, and said: "Are you worshiping the soundless door?"
He was stunned for a moment, "What?"
"It's a token of having a mouth."
"how do you know?"
"See where you come from?"
"Huren Town in the south."
"Don't worship that token in the future. The Soundless Silent Gate is an evil way. If you worship it too much, you will cough like you. If I encounter it, I will definitely destroy it!"
Song Yin remembered the name in his heart, cupped his hands, turned around and walked towards the steps.
"Hey, who are you? Why is my token of evil? My cough is an old problem."
The man stretched out his hand and shouted, but before he could stop shouting, he saw this well-dressed man rushing up the steps very quickly. Under the surprised eyes of those who were kowtowing, he reached the top of the steps in three steps instead of two steps.
Above the steps, there is also a square paved with white jade bricks, directly connected to the outside of the city wall. In the middle of the square, there is a flower pond, a pagoda, and an incense burner in the center, with incense everywhere.
In front of the incense burner, many people knelt down and bowed their heads, chanting something sincerely.
Ahead is the exquisite broad hall. The top of the hall is golden and shines in the sun. The plaque on the hall has the powerful golden zigzag - Mingtang Temple.
"Song Yin, the great disciple of the Golden Immortal Sect, comes to pay homage to the mountain!"
A loud shout arose from the square, causing those who had bowed their heads to look sideways.
I saw Song Yin standing there, staring straight at the main hall, and said loudly: "Song Yin, the great disciple of Jinxian Sect, please meet Master Pu De!"
Still no response.
Zhang Fei
"Yes, senior brother, medicinal materials are important, medicinal materials are important." Wang Qizheng agreed.
After much thought, they still felt that this sect was not to be trifled with, so they should avoid it if possible.
It's the senior brother's business that he's good, they're not that good.
They were lucky when they encountered those demons and ghosts before, and the senior brother would kill them. But this time they encountered a sect, and there would be other Qi practitioners in each sect. If the senior brother could not take care of them, they might be doomed.
Song Yin shook his head: "You're already here, I definitely need to pay you a visit. I have doubts in my heart, and I won't be willing to ask questions myself."
As he spoke, he took a deep breath, white air faintly exploded around his body, his chest and abdomen heaved, and just when he was about to continue roaring, he suddenly heard an empty sound that sounded like an echo in the valley.
"You mortals, please go back today."
Hearing the sound, the people who had bowed their heads were startled, and stood up and retreated with pity on their faces. Soon, only Song Yin and the other three were left in the square.
"Fellow Taoist, please come into the hall to talk." The empty and distant voice came again, and the sound almost filled the entire square.
At the same time as the sound sounded, the smoke on the incense burner seemed to change its shape and spread around. The petals in the flower pond bloomed more vigorously. With the smoke, it looked like a fairy mansion.
This miraculous thing made Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qi look bitter.
This kind of well-established sect is not easy to mess with.
I hope they hide it well so that senior brother can't find it.
Otherwise things would be big, at least they would be big!
Song Yin waved his sleeves and walked straight into the main hall as if he could not see the magic at all.
The inside of this hall was different from the outside world. As soon as they entered the hall, golden light was reflected, almost making Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng unable to open their eyes.
The floor was completely covered with a layer of gold, whether it was gold paint or gold. It was very smooth and had no gaps.
The walls on both sides are jewel-like. The golden walls are dotted with various gems and engraved with some mysterious runes, and there are also carvings above and below the runes.
The carving below is like a small door, and above it is a small platform with dharma images engraved on it.
In the center, there is a small hall. On the top of the hall is an inverted pagoda, connected to the zenith above. The small hall under the pagoda is supported by two coiled dragon pillars, suspended low in the sky.
There is a person in the small hall, wearing clothes that look like Taoist robes, but there are rosary beads hanging around his neck, his left shoulder is open to his chest, and he has a whisk in his hand.
His hair is very strange. Although it is white, it is not silky like ordinary people's hair. Instead, it is wrapped into a ball, forming round buns, as if it is covered with white pimples.
Behind his head, there was a round golden wheel, emitting light.
And where he sat was a round golden lotus platform, which was also shining brightly and floating in the hall.
"Magic weapon aura!" Zhang Feixuan was shocked.
Wang Qizheng's eyes narrowed, his body tensed, and he swallowed subconsciously, feeling cold inside and his whole body trembling.
"I've never heard of the Golden Immortal Sect."
The man was suspended in the air, his eyes looking down at the three people below, and he made a treasure seal with one hand, which seemed to be a salute.
"Pude of Mingtang Temple, I have met three Taoist friends. I wonder what the business of these three Taoist friends coming to my small temple is."
Plop!
There were two muffled sounds from behind, and as soon as the treasure seal was pinched out, Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng's bodies softened and they sat directly on the ground, covered in sweat.
This power.
You can’t go wrong!
When the Qi Refining Realm reaches a high level, one can fly into the sky, but it is absolutely impossible to float in the air so casually, and there is also a magical aura.
To be able to perform like this, there is no other reason but to build the foundation.
Although I can't be too sure
Senior Brother won’t mention it. He hasn’t figured out what it is yet.
But he has seen the others.
Zhang Feixuan once met those righteous geniuses. They obviously showed themselves to be qi refiners, but they also used greedy magic weapons, which could fly into the sky and escape from the earth, and had infinite magical effects.
But the difference between Qi refining and foundation building can be felt.
From the fifth level onwards, the gap in each stage of the Qi Refining Realm is already huge, but there is a big difference between Qi Refining and Foundation Building, so that is not called a gap.
That's called the chasm!
This man is a land god!
(End of chapter)
