Kill the heroine at the beginning, and the little apprentice sister will take away the luck

The fairy stone disappeared faster and faster, and the sea of ​​clouds in Leng Zhuxin's dantian became wider and wider.

It soon filled the entire Dantian, and then the sea of ​​clouds became more and more solid.

Leng Zhuxin was completely immersed in cultivation, completely unaware that her cultivation had already broken through to the great perfection of the out-of-body stage and was still constantly improving.

The Ice Spirit Pearl that the abbot of Mount Bodhi had given her also flew to her side.

……

When Leng Zhuxin's cultivation level improved, Leng Yao was already standing outside the gate of Xuanlong Temple.

Xuanlong Temple is built on a cliff, and its vermilion gate is tightly closed.

When Leng Yao was standing outside the temple gate, suddenly an ancient bell sound came from inside the temple.

The temple gate in front opened, revealing the suspension bridge inside.

The suspension bridge leads directly to the other end of the cliff. Looking inside from Leng Yao's perspective, he can only see the huge cave entrance on the opposite cliff.

And under the suspension bridge, there is a sea of ​​clouds that almost covers the suspension bridge.

Leng Yao walked into the temple and stood on the suspension bridge.

Without looking back, he just glanced down at the sea of ​​clouds and then walked to the opposite side.

You cannot fly in the Xuanlong Temple and can only walk on foot.

The suspension bridge was not long, and soon Leng Yao stood at the entrance of the cave.

After straightening his clothes, Leng Yao walked into the dark cave.

With a loud bang, candles lit up in the cave, illuminating the mural of flying figures on the cave wall.

The flying maidens in the murals have different shapes, some playing the pipa, and some holding lotus flowers.

Leng Yao was dazzled for a moment, and felt that the flying maidens on the mural seemed to come alive and were dancing in front of him covered in Buddha's light.

But he soon woke up.

He shook his head and looked at the mural again, and it became extremely ordinary again.

"This is the outer Buddhist cave of Xuanlong Temple."

Suddenly a voice came from the darkness, startling Leng Yao.

Looking in the direction of the sound, Leng Yao saw a young man in a cassock walking out of the darkness. As he walked, all the candles in the cave were lit, illuminating the entire cave.

People who practice Taoism have excellent eyesight.

Leng Yao looked along the cave and saw the picture of Arhat after the painting of flying maids.

The man had half a red bead on his forehead, and his eyes were full of compassion for all living beings.

"Amitabha, I know why you are here.

Outsiders are not allowed to enter Xuanlong Temple, so I can only help the donors solve their problems here.

What the donor just saw was a picture of a flying goddess. If an outsider enters here and his mind is not strong enough, he will be tempted to reveal his inner demons.

There are very few cultivators like Donor Leng who are hardly disturbed by him, which shows that Donor Leng has a pure mind.

If you allow Donor Leng to go any further, the Eighteen Arhats who will break through the wall will not be something Donor Leng can easily deal with."

As the visitor spoke, he threw the Buddhist beads in his hand, and suddenly a door appeared on the wall of the cave.

Leng Yao had already recognized who the person was at this time.

It was the Buddhist disciple from Xuanlong Temple who was the same age as his father.

Looking at the face of this Buddhist disciple who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a very beautiful appearance of both a man and a woman, and wearing a white cassock embroidered with gold and decorated with nine treasures, Leng Yao couldn't help but sigh that this Buddhist disciple looked really young.

If it weren't for the red bead on his forehead that grew into his eyebrows, he would have thought he was a monk from Xuanlong Temple.

Leng Yao followed the Buddhist disciple into the secret room.

The cave wall behind him closed again, and the secret room was as bright as day, with only two cushions placed facing each other.

On the stone wall not far from the side of the cushion, there is a carving of the kind-looking Guanyin.

The image of Guanyin in this secret room is somewhat similar to the Buddhist disciple in front of him.