Beginning to win the big elder

Chapter 87 Law Name Yanming
Hua Ting did know that the dragon's yin was opened by opening the dragon's spine.

"There is a rumor about opening the Dragon's Back. It is said that there was an eminent monk in Lianfeng Temple a long time ago. He was especially talented in martial arts when he was young. Entering the Lianfeng Temple, the speed of body training is beyond imagination, and the most important point is that after he cultivated the body and established the foundation, he lived longer than the monks of the same realm."

"Is it possible to increase life expectancy?" Chen Xinghe felt that he knew too little, and he was lucky to meet a talkative guy like Huating.

"There is such a possibility! Perhaps it is a prerequisite for martial arts to enter the Dao. It is said that people in the rivers and lakes also have a chance to become monks, but it is not known how to do it. To put it in despair, Qi refining is like ants, and only foundation building is considered. True monks, no matter which route they develop towards, the ultimate goal is to build foundations."

Xiao Shen sighed: "Listening to Jun's words is better than reading ten years of books. I never imagined that the world of monks is so high."

Hua Ting had long since stopped expecting to cultivate himself and become a Buddha. He only focused on profiting and enjoying glory and wealth. He smiled: "You two, it doesn't matter whether you are tall or not, we have to take care of what's in front of us, right?"

"Yes, I don't know what we should do?" Xiao Shen and Chen Xinghe knew that the main event was coming.

"Follow my instructions in three days. Brother Kuang can shave his hair. Maybe he won't be able to communicate with the outside world for three or four years, so if you have anything to say, hurry up and say it in the next three days."

"Okay, our brothers will be waiting for Brother Hua when the time comes."

The two sides have negotiated and acted separately...

Back at the residence, the two were not sleepy, and took advantage of the gathering to make plans for the next few years.

Chen Xinghe urged: "Brother Xiao, be careful with the cultivation of the mind. There are probably two monks standing behind Ye Hanyi. Maybe they haven't given up, and they are still thinking about the iceberg on the river. Next, you have to leave one person to fight. I'll go to Lianfeng Temple to check the situation."

Xiao Shen was stunned: "As far as I know, Ye Hanyi never showed up after the battle on the river, and the cultivator you mentioned on the road of no return also disappeared."

"It's all gone?" Chen Xinghe suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said: "I heard those two old men mention that Dashun, Daliang, and the Three Kingdoms of Beicang are about to be in chaos. I don't know if it's true. Brother Xiao should be more vigilant. Get ready early."

"The situation that can be called a big chaos by a cultivator is probably very unusual, and you really need to be vigilant." Xiao Shen was a cautious person, and Chen Xinghe reminded him that he decided to change his thinking and hide himself deeper.

Just like that, three days passed in a flash.

Chen Xinghe mixed into the Huajia caravan and walked towards the sparsely populated Dadong Mountains.

Ten days before and after, eight caravans gathered.

Hua Ting chatted and laughed with the other eight monks. They were like young masters who went out for a walk in the wild in their spare time, without a trace of solemnity.

For the first time, Chen Xinghe saw Lianfeng Temple's control over the secular world.

The secular world, the world of self-cultivation, this is what Hu Ting often talks about, and it can make people feel the contempt from top to bottom at every moment.

In another ten days, a total of [-] caravans gathered into a whole and went deep into the hinterland of the Dadong Mountains.

I don't know when it started, fog appeared on both sides of the mountain road.

What is very bizarre is that when the team moved forward, the fog automatically separated to both sides, and after a day of walking, they finally arrived at a Buddhist cave.

It is said to be a Buddhist cave, but in fact there are caves all over the mountains and fields, and there are Buddha statues in each cave.

These Buddha statues are either contemplative, solemn, or glaring, or subduing demons and exorcising demons, making people dizzying.

The sound of chanting sutras came from several caves, and my heart suddenly became quiet, as if to wash away the exhaustion from the road all at once.

Huating ran to the back of the carriage, and said in a low voice, "Hurry up and change into the monk's robes. Just hand over your things to me. After a while, a group of monks will pass by. You follow them and walk forward. Remember, we are here." Go up to the Pure Land Buddha of Merit and Virtue, go up three floors along the black wooden ladder, and find Sutra Shelter No. 32. From today onwards, you are my brother Yanming, and I am named Yanqing here."

"Got it." Chen Xinghe sat in the carriage compartment, changing clothes quickly, and after a while, he landed on his feet and became a handsome little monk.

Hua Ting has long since left. To be honest, he doesn't know if this matter has a record. He can only take a step by step.The only thing that made him feel appropriate was that the surname Kuang was a little stupid and a little idiotic. He didn't care about anything other than cultivation, maybe one day he could become a sharp blade in his hand.

Chen Xinghe moved his limbs slowly, and after sitting for so many days, his body felt a little stiff.

Listening to Hua Ting's murmur on the road, he is no longer unfamiliar with the group of monks, and his cognition has become fuller.

First of all, from the beginning of the qi-refining period, the monks are like carp leaping through the dragon gate at every level, and the gap between them is not small.

How big is it?That is the difference between small puddles and rivers, seas and lakes, which cannot be measured by reason.

Therefore, high-level monks completely suppress low-level monks. This phenomenon is not obvious in the Qi refining stage, but it will be different once it rises to the foundation-building stage.

In the early stage of foundation building, it is not easy to defeat the middle stage of foundation building. Most of the time, rank is everything, so cultivators must be promoted upwards by sharpening their heads.

Furthermore, Chen Xinghe corrected his previous random guesses, and now he can rely on martial arts to fight against the late Qi cultivator.

Perhaps because what I saw and heard was related to the foundation-building stage, I took it for granted that this level was the cultivator.In fact, the initial stage of monks is not so powerful, so there are rumors that super-class masters can communicate with monks on an equal basis.

After correcting this perception, he suddenly found that he was already in the door, rather than being unable to enter.

Anxiety was relieved, and I once again grasped the feeling of reaching the Xuanxu realm and becoming a super-class master, which may be the last thing to do.

After thinking about this, I suddenly saw a group of monks coming.

Chen Xinghe touched his bald head, paced slowly, and after a while, he clung to the back of the team, and walked forward with his palms folded.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, I saw a large stone cave in front of me. Perhaps it can no longer be described as a cave, and it should be called a stone hall.

Seeing incense lingering, adult thigh-sized candles spitting flames, three old monks sitting under the Buddha statue knocking on wooden fish, chanting words in their mouths, but could not hear what they were saying.

The monks stepped on the black wooden ladder and went up.

It turns out that there are many caves dug behind the Buddha statue, which are divided into five layers from top to bottom, and many monks live here.

Chen Xinghe quickly stepped onto the third floor, and after a quick glance, he found Sutra House No. 32, which was the residence of "Yanming".

Opening the simple wooden door, it was dark and dark.

As a first-class expert, although it has not reached the point of producing light in a dark room, it is not difficult to see things in a dark environment.

After taking a closer look, Chen Xinghe immediately confirmed that Yanqing was someone else.

The traces of life cannot be faked. Judging from the dust on the table, this Yanming has not come back for two months, and I don't know if he is dead or gone.

Chen Xinghe is very satisfied that he can have a ready-made identity for him to inherit, which means that he does not have to start all over again.

It is said that Hua Ting is also very daring, and dares to plug people into Lianfeng Temple with money. I don't know if there are other fake monks besides him.

(End of this chapter)