"There really is a ruined temple!"
Yang Fan was shocked and confused.
At this time, the sun had already risen three poles, and the miasma had greatly faded. From a distance, the shadow of the ruined temple could already be seen.
Not big, broken.
There are a lot of elixirs around, and there seems to be spiritual light rising inside the ruined temple. The strange thing is that the feeling is not real.
"That's a huge bonus, go or not?"
Yang Fan hesitated.
However, he still raised his arousal level to 30% first. Unknowingly, he became stronger and more energetic.
New supernatural powers also appeared.
[Print owner: Yang Fan]
[Fate: Mountain Patroller]
[Awakening: 30%]
[Awakening of supernatural powers: Breathing, earth sense, intimidation, air lock, speed, earth surge, night vision]
[Unawakened magical power: cracking stone (awakening condition: 8 essence)]
[Earth Essence: 9.6]
[Cultivation: Eighth Grade Martial Arts]
【Split Stone】: It can split all the rocks in the world.
"This magical power..."
The introduction was simple, but Yang Fan saw the terrifying power contained in it.
Split all the rocks in the world?
Stone is the foundation of the mountain, and the mountain is the bone of the earth.
Split rocks, doesn’t it mean you can split the earth?
A scene seemed to appear in front of Yang Fan's eyes. When he stepped on it, the earth split open and extended directly to the end of the sky, and then a planet was divided into two halves.
"I wonder if the earth here is spherical!"
He couldn't help but laugh.
Yang Fan thought of Earth Surge again. This magical method can be regarded as controlling the soil. The softer and thinner it is, the better the effect.
Mainly for the underground.
Rock cracking mainly uses hard objects, is it considered an offensive technique?
Not really.
The target is stone after all.
"Why don't you have purely offensive powers?"
Yang Fan sighed.
I was also a little confused about whether to awaken now, but when I saw that eight points of energy were needed, I gave up the idea for the time being.
If these essences are added to his awakening level, his strength will definitely be further improved. It is impossible to say that he will be able to completely fight Xiang Yangkai head-on.
Yang Fan looked at the ruined temple again. There was nothing particularly different about it. He hesitated for a moment and walked over.
If you encounter a treasure but do not take it, God will punish you.
Not long after, we arrived outside the ruined temple.
There is a temple in front, and a Zen courtyard in the back. It is dilapidated, with leaky roof tiles and grass growing in the courtyard.
"Something's wrong!"
Yang Fan frowned.
There was an inexplicable uneasy feeling.
And this journey has been so smooth.
"Yes, it went smoothly!"
Looking back, he suddenly realized that since he was heading this way, he had not heard the sound of mosquitoes or seen any venomous snakes.
Just the gurgling sound of water in the swamp.
But there was no other sound.
"It's ominous here!"
Yang Fan beat a drum in his heart, looked at the spiritual grass around the ruined temple, suppressed the greed in his heart, turned around and was about to leave, but then the door of the ruined temple opened.
"My distinguished guest has come from afar, but I couldn't welcome him. Please forgive me, layman!" This was a very hoarse voice, as if it were made by rubbing stones. It was weird and unpleasant.
Yang Fan turned around and saw an old monk walking out of the door of the ruined temple. He was very old, with wrinkles on his face, as if he was carving out a knife or an axe.
But his body is extremely tall and strong.
Extremely incongruous.
And very weird.
The most special thing is the body, which is too tall, two and a half meters tall.
"I've met the master. I'm just passing by the precious treasure land. I'm in trouble. Leave now!" Yang Fan was very polite. After saying that, he turned around again.
He didn't want to stay longer.
It's so weird.
In the bathing pool deep in the mountains, the ruined temple and the old monk looked abnormal.
There is still a feeling that something is wrong, but I can't remember it anyway.
"Layholder, please stay!" The old monk greeted slightly, "It is your destiny to pass by this place. If you are destined, you should come in and say something. Layler, please!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he came to Yang Fan and grabbed his wrist.
Yang Fan stiffened and couldn't move.
His heart trembled.
Also creepy.
"Father, please!" The old monk's voice was stiff.
"Okay, okay, you're too polite, I'll do it myself!" Yang Fan showed an ugly smile and followed the old monk into the temple.
It's not big here, but it's very clean.
Directly in front is the incense table. There is an incense burner with incense ashes inside, but no incense.
There should be a Buddha statue behind the incense table, but now it is empty.
Yang Fan frowned subconsciously.
Something is wrong with the old monk.
But here he felt something was wrong, extremely awkward.
He suppressed many thoughts, looked at his wrist, and found a handprint. Yang Fan twitched the corners of his mouth.
This person is either a mountain spirit or a ghost, or an extremely powerful person.
Damn it, so unlucky!
You should not come when you find a ruined temple.
"Lord, please sit down!" The old monk pointed to the ground.
Yang Fan sat down honestly.
The old monk also sat down.
The other person was too tall, so he could only raise his head slightly.
"Master, I don't know what to call you?" Yang Fan asked carefully.
He secretly activated his earth sense powers, but didn't find anything wrong.
"I am Qian Monk Mountain, Mountain Buddha!" The old monk paused.
"It turns out to be Master Shanfo!" Yang Fan's eyes flashed, but his heart felt cold.
This sentence is very wrong.
But he didn't dare to make any move.
"Bushi, it's your destiny to come here. Let me tell you a story." Master Shanfo stared at Yang Fan.
His eyes didn't even move.
The sound is still one pitch, without any fluctuations.
Without giving Yang Fan a chance to refuse, he said directly: "Once upon a time, there was a scholar and a white fox. They walked together, traversing mountains and rivers, swimming in swamps, borrowing roads from villages, and traveling along the way. Life and death are companions. The scholar is soft-hearted and kind-hearted, doing good deeds along the way. But one day, Xiaobai is seriously ill and dying, and only the human heart can be cured. It happens that the bandits are robbing the road, and the scholar accidentally kills one person. Do you think it should be right? Dig out the bandit's heart and feed it to Xiaobai?"
arctic fox?
noob?
"Yes!" Yang Fan was frightened and nodded quickly, "Xiaobai has been with me all the way and will never leave him. He is a relative and a close relative. He must be saved no matter what, even if he gives up his life. The robber is a bad person, and killing him is a good deed and a meritorious deed. , it is also a meritorious deed to dig out one's heart to save him, not to mention his relatives. Due to emotions and reasons, he should be dug out and saved. If he doesn't save him, he will be struck by thunder!"
"Great kindness!" Master Shanfo opened his mouth and showed a smile, but the corners of his mouth became wider and wider, reaching directly behind the ears.
Yang Fan's pupils shrank, he couldn't help but tremble, and his scalp exploded.
But he forced himself to hold back the panic in his heart.
I didn't dare to express my anger.
What the hell.
Is there really a ghost in this world?
Master Shanfo stopped smiling, and the cracks on his face healed and turned into a deep look again. He slowly said word by word: "But Xiaobai is not cured. He needs to eat his heart regularly. If it exceeds ten days, he will not be cured." The heartache is unbearable; if it lasts for more than a month, the whole body will corrode; if it lasts for more than a year, the heart and liver will turn into ashes."
"Tell me, what should a scholar do?"
Master Shanfo stared into Yang Fan's eyes, which were suddenly very strange.
"Master, tell me, how should I answer?"
Yang Fan became even more frightened, feeling like a disaster was imminent.
The ground sense covered the surrounding area, but no fox was found, let alone novice.
Isn’t the scholar a master of Shanfo?
Just love telling stories?
"I'm asking about you!" Master Shanfo suddenly became irritable and his eyes were filled with anger, like an angry King Kong.
Yang Fan's breath was stagnant and he swallowed: "Of course, of course, I'm looking for something to eat for it!"
