Invincible Swallowing Heaven

Chapter 502 Mysterious Ancient Temple
The light source is in front, and a faint halo of light ripples behind the broken wall, covering an area of ​​three feet, making this square inch indescribably hazy and mysterious.

"What is that light source?"

The answer was right in front of his eyes, Zhou Lin shook his head, got rid of all the illusion pictures in his mind, and stepped forward.

"It smells so fresh."

A breath that made people feel comfortable rushed towards him, and his whole body was exhausted. Zhou Lin's expression was startled, as if a ray of divine light crossed the void and came into his eyes,

Standing by the broken wall, he really saw the light source in front of him.

Just tens of feet ahead, a dilapidated ancient temple quietly sits there, the lights inside are like beans, slanting and emitting a soft light.

"Why is there an ancient temple here? And it looks like it's made of mud bricks."

Zhou Lin stepped forward and saw a calabash vine that was about to wither dangling on the dilapidated mud wall of the ancient temple, just like the ivy on the fence that can be seen everywhere in the countryside, with five or six sparsely blooming sporadically in the bleak autumn wind. Fallen green leaves.

Each of these green leaves is crystal clear, with green light shining, like a rare gem, it is extraordinary at first sight.

A young green gourd, only the size of a finger, is hanging between the green leaves, fluttering in the wind.

There is silence all around, only the ancient temple stands.

There are nine steps at the door, climb up the steps, through the mottled wooden door, you can see a statue of a god standing inside, sitting there in the dark, looking down.

An ancient bronze lamp inside swayed a little bit of brilliance, and with that faint light, Zhou Lin could clearly see the layout of the ancient temple.

The statue is made of clay, covered with a thick layer of dust. There is a shrine in front of the statue, with half-extinguished incense candles inserted in it, and an ancient bronze lamp hanging at the foot of the statue. The lights flicker as if they are eternal.

Zhou Lin clasped his hands together, and said silently in his heart, "Disciple Zhou Lin came here by accident. I sincerely pay my respects. I also ask the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, the Sanqing Tianzun, to bless you a lot!"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the moment he raised his eyes after three prostrations, he seemed to feel a gaze staring at him, but when he looked up, there was nothing.

This feeling is fleeting, and it is not clear whether it is real or not.

After the salutation, Zhou Lin pushed the door and entered, the ancient temple was empty, almost nothing.

There should be no one cleaning here for many years, and a thick layer of dust has accumulated.

The face of the statue is blurred, eyes are downcast, sitting there cross-legged, motionless, he is wearing a simple Taoist robe, covered with dust, no shape can be seen, no gold and no silk.

He folded his palms together and bowed, his eyes fell on the ancient bronze lamp in front of the statue.

The ancient lamp was ordinary and unremarkable, with a simple and simple style. He stretched out his hand to hold it, and it was warm and moist. It didn't feel cold and hard, but it seemed to be holding a piece of warm jade.

What surprised him was that there was dust all over the ancient temple, even the statues were covered with a thick layer, but the ancient bronze lamp was spotless, and this ancient lamp had the effect of avoiding dust.

The lights inside are flickering, has it always been bright?
Bits of soft brilliance fell, and the brilliance flowed in the ancient temple, reflecting Zhou Lin's focused gaze. His heart was peaceful, clean and innocent.

Suddenly, the clay statue above the head rustled, and then there was a vague Taoist voice next to my ear. The Taoist voice approached from far away, gradually became louder, and finally shook like a Huang Zhong Dalu, distant, quiet, and peaceful. Mysterious and extraordinary.

All the dust in the entire ancient temple was blown up, turned into dust and dispersed, and the surroundings were clean and clean, with a clean and delicate fragrance, and the statues glowed with a hazy light, and the eyes that were slightly closed seemed to be opened a little.

At this moment, Dao Yin uttered the strongest sound, which was almost deafening. Zhou Lin's body was trembling, and he was trembling with Dao Yin. Listening carefully, it seemed that the true god was singing the nine-character mantra.

"Those who are facing the battle, all march forward in formation."

This sentence is repeated over and over again, but it contains magical power, which can make the world tremble.

In his line of sight, the entire ancient temple is shining brilliantly.

I don't know how long it took before Zhou Lin suddenly woke up, feeling sore all over his body. There was no sound of Taoism. The ancient temple was still dilapidated, the statues were still covered with thick dust, the shrine was still cold, and everything was basically the same as before.

He maintained the posture of holding the ancient bronze lamp, only a little lamp seedling was jumping in front of his eyes.

"Is it a dream? Why is it so real?"

The charm of the nine-character mantra is still echoing in my ears, as if it has been imprinted in the sea of ​​consciousness and has never been forgotten, like waking up from a big dream.

Zhou Lin talked to himself, showing a thoughtful expression.

The miraculous scene just now was short but real, making him tranced for a while, his thoughts wandering.

He stared at the ancient bronze lamp in his hand. The patterns on it were simple and natural, plain and unremarkable. There was nothing unusual about it, and there was no longer any special feeling.

But it was this kind of ordinaryness that turned out to be extraordinary. Zhou Lin's eyes shot out divine light, trying to peep into the mystery.

hum!
The ancient bronze lamp in his hand suddenly erupted with dazzling light like a sleeping beast, and the eyes were covered with white mist, which made his eyes sting.

That kind of light was so brilliant, it was more powerful than any treasure, and it made him feel as if he was going to suffocate.

"What treasure is this?"

He looked horrified, and hurriedly closed his eyes, the small black cauldron inside his body was heating up, as if there was a black light shining.

My heart was beating and my heart was beating wildly. That moment just now was really terrifying. I almost felt like facing death at that moment. The extreme sense of coercion was even more terrifying than facing the unfeeling Demon God back then.

After a long time, breathing calmly, Zhou Lin slowly opened his eyes. The ancient lamp in his hand was still the same as before, simple and unpretentious.

After this test, he was convinced that everything he saw before was absolutely real, and what was in front of him was an illusion.

"Baby, big baby!"

Zhou Lin narrowed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and bowed to the statue, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, we are destined to meet each other. Anyway, there is no one here. It is a waste to put these things here. Why don't you give them all to me."

"This light is good, I'll take it first, thank you."

He cupped his fists towards the statue, and threw the ancient bronze lamp into the soul-suppressing cauldron.

Being brought here by that light, Huayang Cave Mansion did not bring it in at all. Fortunately, the soul-suppressing cauldron is carried with you, and it is suspended in the sea of ​​consciousness, so it can be stored.

"This shrine is also fine. Although the disciple's cultivation base is low and nothing can be seen, it must be a treasure. If it can be placed here, it can't be ordinary. Right, let's borrow it first."

After fiddling with it a few times, I couldn't see any weirdness, and I didn't dare to use my binocular vision. Anyway, I'll take it away and talk about it.

"This incense. Hey, I took all the shrines. It's a waste to put this incense here. Why don't you give it to me. It's a kind of incense."

After confiscating ancient bronze lamps, shrines, and half incense sticks, Zhou Lin fixed his eyes on the statues.

After moving it, it was too heavy to move.

With his mighty strength, even a mountain can rise from the ground, but he is helpless against a small statue, which further shows the extraordinaryness of this place. Everything may be a supreme treasure. If you miss it, there will be no more. .

Zhou Lin sighed: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, I would like to ask you to move the old man to another place to bless one party. Please do it conveniently."

After speaking, he bowed and lifted up again, but the statue remained motionless.

"I see. It seems that there is no way for you, old man, to invite you to leave. However, you might as well keep this Taoist robe on your body as a souvenir for your disciples."

Rolling his eyes, he reached out and took off the Taoist robe on the statue.

(End of this chapter)