This holy land of martial arts, which has been glorious for more than a thousand years, is now dilapidated. Most of the temples, halls, and pagodas have collapsed. All the resources that are beneficial to practice have been emptied and removed, but those valuable antiques are no one. Ask about.
The famous family is not short of money.
And they also dispatched members of the dragon group to set up checkpoints at the border, which is called: protection of material cultural heritage.
What an irony.
"Alas, one of the two holy places just disappeared."
"It's hush-hush, it's really hush-hush."
The old master walked among them with his hands behind his back, pretending to be here for the first time.
Secretly, with a move of his soul consciousness, he sent an idea to the Daxiong Palace a few kilometers away.
I saw seven big characters engraved on a large pillar supporting the main hall of this Buddhist temple:
Zhang Xuantong came here for a visit!
"Phew, luckily it wasn't discovered."
The old master hurriedly erased the lettering.
As for Luo Yun, he came to the inner vault of the King Kong Temple, which is also the treasure house.
?The amulet key snatched from the eldest lady of the family is really useless, and Luo Yun doesn't need to resort to violence, because the door of the internal treasury has already been opened, and you are welcome to enter.
This is a twelve-story pagoda. After entering, there are quite a lot of things piled up inside.
Luo Yun took the soul consciousness to scan twice, and except for some antiques that were not too high in value, there was nothing left that was beneficial to cultivation.
"The group of people from the prominent family, eat it up and wipe it out, it's ruthless enough."
The old heavenly master also glanced twice, secretly speechless, "When are you leaving?"
"etc!"
Luo Yun suddenly thought that the "mind eye" he comprehended when he comprehended the "state without self" and "state with self" can see things that neither the naked eye nor soul consciousness can see, and can jump out of the three realms at that moment. Not in the five elements.
But it's only for a moment, and it can't last for a long time.
"The eyes of the heart!"
Luo Yun regained his energy.
In the middle of the chest, at the position of the two Shenfeng acupoints, a pair of wonderful eyes slowly opened.
Not all opened, only a gap.
However, the mystery of the entire Vajra Temple is clear to the mind in an instant.
"Um?"
On the eve of closing his mind and eyes, a sense of exhaustion came to his heart.
"Why does this trick also consume energy."
"Could it be that the idiom exhausted mentally and physically is mispronounced? It should have been exhausted mentally and physically?"
"Huh But it's okay, I finally found something, and this energy was not wasted."
Luo Yun smiled and walked to the bottom of the pagoda quickly.
"Xuanyuan, why do I feel that you have become very tired?"
"Just like a mortal."
The old master followed all the way.
Qin Chu also found it difficult to understand, not to mention Jindan Thunder Tribulation, even a military general who has refined his Qi has extremely long physical strength, and running a full horse is like playing.
Could it be that Luo Xuanyuan's soul power is not good enough?
They don't know.
Luo Yun came to an ancient painting.
This ancient painting is not like a traditional ink painting, but uses seven colors.
Especially a tree on a certain cliff, full of flowers, falling flowers, butterflies dancing and fireflies flying. This tree is very small, because the whole painting depicts the appearance of a whole mountain. How inconspicuous is a tree on a mountain?
But if you observe carefully, you will find a bug dozing off under the tree.
What Luo Yun saw in his mind was this little bug.
So, he used all his soul consciousness to frantically observe this little bug
Finally at a certain moment, all his soul consciousness lightened, and all his consciousness entered a brand new world.
A dreamlike world, where light and shadow change, and vacuum is weightless.
Just when I was surprised, a man's voice, like a Buddhist voice sung by Sanskrit, came from all directions:
"The big dream is thousands of years old, what year is this eve?"
Luo Yun replied subconsciously: "This year is 2021!"
"The big dream is thousands of years old, what year is this eve?"
The man's melodious Sanskrit singing echoed slowly, over and over again.
Well, it seems that the system played it automatically.
Luo Yun was relieved.
Then, he saw a white-clothed monk come down, like a game NPC stuck with a bug, and he didn't serve dinner until after asking a dozen times when Jinxi was:
"For those who are destined, the poor monk will pass on the "Heart Sutra of Dreams" to you."
"This is the supreme method of cultivation, which can touch the most mysterious and distant dreams in this world."
"For those who are destined, after you finish training, you only need to do one thing for the poor monk +@=%*"
Luo Yun: ""
Luo Yun: "What's the situation?"
The figure of the white-clothed monk in front of him began to flicker, like a TV screen on a cassette.
"What do you want me to do, hello!"
"Can you give me the Heart Sutra first? Hurry up, brother!"
Luo Yun yelled at him twice.
Suddenly, a section of colorful scriptures floated in the air.
With a shock in his heart, he quickly wrote it down.
"The poor monk's dharma name a dream a legacy"
After the monk in white finished speaking the last sentence, he disappeared completely.
Luo Yun also withdrew from the small secret realm in the painting, and he seemed to have had a big dream, which was hearty and full of aftertaste.
"Nocturnal emission Heart Sutra"
"Could it be! Is it the patriarch of the Vajra Temple?"
Luo Yun was shocked.
He remembered that King Kong Temple participated in the Ten Thousand Nations Martial Arts Conference just to enter the Catacombs and look for the remains of the patriarch who left the dream.
These two should be the same person, right?
"Xuanyuan, are you okay?"
The old Tianshi switched to his left at some point and stared blankly at him.
"How long have I been like this?"
Luo Yun pointed to himself.
"Not long, two or three minutes."
"Huh, that's good"
Luo Yun was afraid that he would be gone in a few months after going in and out, and his time was precious.
"Dream and Heart Sutra, I can't wait to try it!"
"They said that King Kong Temple has treasures that can improve people's state of mind and cultivation. They really didn't lie to me! Haha!"
Luo Yun didn't know why he was so lucky. It may be that after his cultivation base was high, the effect of "the strong take all" was triggered.
The idiots of the famous family swept their soul consciousness and found that the painting had no aura at all, so they thought it was painted by some monk himself, and it was worthless, but unexpectedly there was a great opportunity hidden in it!
"Let's go!"
Luo Yun's figure flashed and he left the Vajra Temple.
"Xuanyuan, have you discovered some treasures!"
"Let's be poor!"
The old master followed closely behind.
Qin Chu thought for a while, quickly put away the ancient painting, and then chased after it.
Luo Yun stared at the painting for a full two minutes and twenty-seven seconds, and said there was nothing wrong, who would believe it?
After the three left.
over the earth.
A man in a golden robe stood with his hands behind his back, his brows furrowed slightly
Luo Yun did not return to Yanjing.
Because he can't wait to try the newly obtained "Meng Yi Heart Sutra", after all, what magical improvement will it have on his cultivation?
He came to Wulu City, tried to get Qin Chu to return to Chang'an, and then took the old master into the mountains, seas and caves.
The old heavenly master didn't dare to enter at first, but thinking that Luo Yun even killed the peak of the thunder tribulation stage, he is simply a pervert, so it doesn't hurt to go in and have a look.
After a stick of incense.
"Ghost ah ah!"
He was startled by Ba suddenly appearing from behind. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com