Chapter 66 The mysterious old man Gulu! Xiao Jing swallowed her saliva and whispered to Zi Xuan: "Sister! Why don't we leave now..." Lanlan also looked at Zixuan with a serious expression. Obviously, due to the previous unpleasant experience at Xiangguo Temple, they became very alert when the abbot of Linyin Temple suddenly came to invite them. Among the three, Zixuan had the highest level of cultivation and was very experienced, and Lanlan and the others always followed her lead. If Zixuan told them to leave, they would not stay here for a moment. Zixuan glanced at Xiao Shani who was waiting at the door. Xiao Shani was a boy who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with delicate features and clear eyes. Zi Xuan hesitated for a moment and said to him, "Okay, please lead the way!" "Sister, why are you still going? Curiosity kills the cat!" Lanlan asked in a voice transmission. "Since we are here, we might as well go and take a look. I also want to know who the expert is."
Then, Zi Xuan sent a message to the two of them: "Be alert and pay attention!" Lan Lan and the other nodded and followed behind. Linyin Temple is not big. The roof of the temple is covered with colored glaze, which is magnificent. Various patterns and figures are carved on the roof and buildings. The colors are bright and the figures are lifelike. Like other temples, there are several places here with Buddha statues and Guanyin of different sizes and shapes. Zixuan and the other two also saw an Arhat Hall in the temple. There were hundreds of clay sculptures of Arhats with golden bodies, which was spectacular. The statues were in different postures, lifelike, some were subduing dragons and tigers, some were sitting cross-legged, some were frowning and glaring, some were smiling, and their expressions of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness were all very different; the folds and lines of their clothes were clear and distinct, and no two of them were the same. The temple is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, with fresh air and beautiful environment. The sounds of wooden fish and chanting of Buddha echoing in the air have a unique atmosphere that cleanses the soul. Zixuan and the other two walked and looked around. If they hadn't been thinking about something, they might have stopped to admire the scenery. After walking for a few minutes, a pebble path appeared in front of us. Zixuan looked up and saw that the path passed through the temple wall and seemed to lead directly to the hillside behind the temple through a small door. Little Shani led them forward without any intention of stopping. Zi Xuan stopped, frowned, and asked, "Did you take the wrong road? Shall we go to the mountain?" The little Shani was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Donor, you are worrying too much. The abbot is waiting for you at Moyun Cliff in the back mountain!" "Oh? Where does your abbot usually receive guests?" Xiaojing asked. The little nun shook her head and said, "There are not many people in our temple. Namoyun Cliff is where the abbot practices meditation all year round. Normally, outsiders are not allowed to go there without permission. This year, you are the only exception." "Oh, so that's how it is!" Xiaojing nodded. Little Shani smiled naively and continued to lead them forward. After passing through the small gate and walking more than a hundred meters, you can see lush greenery on the hillside and strange-shaped rocks scattered in the jungle. The little Shani stopped and pointed to a huge square rock beside the cliff not far away and said, "I won't go over there. Our abbot is waiting for you behind that rock!" Zixuan nodded, "Okay!"
After Xiao Shani left, Xiao Jing stepped forward and said, "Sister, are we really going there?" "Well. Since I'm here, I naturally have to meet this master!" Zi Xuan squinted and looked at him, with a cold light flashing in her eyes. Then, she smiled faintly and said, "This abbot is not a simple person!" The pebble-paved path spreads out along the forest and connects to the end of the hillside. At the end of the hillside, there stands a huge stone that is six or seven feet high, with a large "Buddha" character engraved on it. There are some strange lines on the stone, which seem to be natural. A vast and simple atmosphere quietly spreads out, making this space become vast and steady because of this breath. Behind the boulder, a figure sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. He was about sixty or seventy years old, with wrinkles all over his face. He was wearing a gray monk's robe and had a bald head that shone brightly under the sunlight. The three of them walked closer to the boulder and looked at the old monk behind it, all with surprise on their faces. The old monk sat cross-legged there, as if he had merged with the world. If it weren't for the little nun's words, they might have thought he had passed away. "You're here?" The old monk suddenly opened his eyes and smiled. "I wonder why the master asked us to come here?" Zi Xuan asked slowly. The old monk did not answer. He swept a dim gaze over the three people and said to himself, "Bi Ling Rabbit, Ming Luo Yao Bao, Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox, I can see the nobles of the upper world in my lifetime, and I will die without regrets!" The old monk's tone was calm, but when Xiaojing and Lanlan heard it, their faces changed drastically as if they had seen a ghost. They pulled Zixuan back two steps and stood in front of Zixuan at the same time. Zi Xuan stretched out her hand to stop the two of them, but the old monk revealed their identities. She was obviously unable to remain calm. She was horrified and shouted: "Who are you?" Over the years, although they had met some cultivators, some of whom doubted their identity as a demon, they had never been so accurately told the truth as this. The old monk looked at the three people who were on high alert and grinned, "Don't worry, I just haven't met anyone from the upper realm for a long time, so I was too excited." Xiao Jing secretly used her spiritual sense to probe the old man. However, when her spiritual sense approached the boulder, it was bounced back by an invisible force, and she was terrified. Little did she know that Zi Xuan and Lan Lan had already secretly probed in this way, but both returned empty-handed. "Little girl, there's no need to go to great lengths to investigate!" The old monk frowned and smiled calmly, "I'm just the abbot of Linyin Temple. I have no ill will towards you!" "How can we believe you if you don't even want to tell us your true identity?" Zi Xuan said coldly, "If that's the case, I'm sorry we can't keep you company! Goodbye!" After saying that, Zixuan turned around and was about to leave with the two of them. This person gave her a terrible feeling. She felt like she was transparent in front of him, and she knew nothing about him. "Haha! This little guy is such a cautious fox!" the old monk murmured in an inaudible voice. Seeing the three people turning around and about to leave, the old monk continued, "You want to leave just like that? Don't you want me to help you deal with your troubles?" Zi Xuan was startled when she heard this and slowed down her pace. She turned her head again and said, "You know the trouble we are in, and you want to help us?" The old monk nodded and said with a smile: "If I don't help, no one can guarantee that you can survive?" Zi Xuan was shocked, her face changed slightly, and her expression became solemn. She was surprised not only because this mysterious old man seemed to know everything, but more importantly, from what he said, it seemed that someone would take action against them soon! "How can I believe you?" Zi Xuan said indifferently. Lifting the seal naturally requires trust, but it is clear that this old man has not yet reached that point. She would not put herself and others in danger today just to avoid danger tomorrow. "You will believe it!" The old monk smiled indifferently.
Under the suspicious gaze of Zixuan and the other two, the old monk formed a seal with his hands. Then they saw the strange patterns on the boulder quietly disappear, and the vast and ancient atmosphere in the space before became much weaker. "Middle stage of Nascent Soul?" Zi Xuan asked in surprise after using her spiritual sense to probe. "Yes, I shouldn't be a threat to you now, right?" the old monk said with a smile. "That's not certain." Xiao Jing said with a pout, "Who knows if you have hidden your skills? Do you have other means?" "Little girl, you don't understand, but she does!" The old monk shook his head and looked at Zixuan. "It is indeed the cultivation level of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul!" Zixuan nodded and said. Seeing that Lan Lan wanted to say something else, she continued to transmit a message to the two of them, "He didn't try to stop me just now. My consciousness penetrated deep into his body. It seems that his body has been severely injured before. His vitality has been seriously lost and his body functions have failed. If I am right, this old monk will not live long!" The difference in realm is too great. If Zi Xuan could, she could kill the old man now. Even if he has a magic weapon, it would be useless. The old man looked at them indifferently, with a kind look on his face. He sighed: "Now, you should believe it, right?" (End of this chapter)