Xianhong Road

Chapter 149
Click!

The lifelike golden Buddha statue exploded in an instant, torn apart, and then turned into a pile of stone fragments, making the temple with many cobwebs shudder.

Dangdang~dangdang~
The moment the golden Buddha statue exploded, a rush of bells rang throughout the temple area where Qingyuan Temple was located.

"What happened?"

Many monks who were chanting scriptures with their legs crossed were startled awake by the sound of the alarm bell. They all showed horror, stood up very uneasy, and looked towards a certain direction of Qingyuan Temple.

"No, the icon is destroyed!"

"Demon Dao Invasion!"

"The whole temple is on alert, the evil ways are invading!"

Demon Dao Invasion!Demon Dao Invasion!
All the Buddha cultivators of Qingyuan Temple panicked for a while, with dignified expressions on their faces, they gathered in various places of the temple and protected the vital areas of the temple.

At this moment, Yang Fan was walking at the foot of Hanyuan Mountain. There were patches of maple trees on the side of the road. The little princess and Cheng Yunfei were playing happily like birds out of their cages.

"what?"

Yang Fan suddenly noticed the strange situation in Qingyuan Temple, staring at it, suddenly there were many monks on the mountain, all of them looked solemn and ready to fight.

These monks are not ordinary people, they have a special aura, most of them are equivalent to the level of monks in the Qi refining period.

Buddhism? !
The corners of Yang Fan's mouth were slightly pursed. From the moment he came to Hanyuan Mountain, Jiuyou's demonic energy was agitated, and he also felt disgusted by this place.

Buddha cultivator, this is the enemy of life and death for him, a monk who practiced peerless magic arts. Either you die, or I die.

He also vaguely sensed that the abnormal changes in Qingyuan Temple might be related to the changes in the ghost flame in his body.

At this moment, the auspicious aura that enveloped Hanyuan Mountain had been broken by a disharmonious aura and became chaotic.

"Hey." Yang Fan laughed secretly, but walked towards the top of the mountain calmly on the surface.

"Where is the devil, dare to disturb the peace of my Qingyuan Temple!"

At this moment, a voice full of infinite majesty and solemnity resounded throughout the entire Hanyuan Mountain.

hum!
A faint golden Buddha's light extended from the sky, dyeing the clouds in half of the sky into pale gold, like the boundless shore, making people look up and look forward to it.

But the strange thing is that the mortals on the mountain still worshiped Buddha and burned incense as usual, as if they didn't hear the voice or see the scene in the sky.

"Huh? Clouds in the sky."

Cheng Yunfei looked at the sky strangely and rubbed his eyes.

"Heaven?" The little princess raised her head and said angrily, "There is nothing!"

"Maybe it's my hallucination!"

Cheng Yunfei was bewildered, rubbing the back of his head, very puzzled, and said to himself: "I clearly saw a layer of golden light on that cloud, why is it gone?"

Snapped!
The little princess stretched out her hand and knocked on him, and said in a moaning voice: "Stupid and neurotic, give me Haosheng to lead the way."

Cheng Yunfei smiled wryly and shook his head, not knowing how to explain it.

He understood that the senses of a cultivator far surpassed that of ordinary people.Immortal cultivators can perceive things that ordinary people cannot see.

He was sure that the scene just now was not a hallucination.

"Maybe my realm is not enough..." Cheng Yunfei thought of this, turned his gaze to Yang Fan, and found that there was no abnormality on the other's face.

In fact, Yang Fan was extremely uncomfortable at the moment. When his majestic and solemn voice sounded, a nameless pressure overwhelmed him, and the Nine Nether Demon Qi and Nether Demon Flame in his body calmed down.

Yang Fan has already operated the "Dead Wood Art" to the limit, and concealed the magic art without revealing it.

Not only that, but there was a clear and natural aura rippling from his body, blending in with the surrounding environment.

Yang Fan discovered that the power of "Xianhong Jue" can be contained together with the auspicious spirit of Buddhism, regardless of each other.

In this case, he is more like a monk practicing the righteous way, and even close to the tolerance Qingning of Buddhist exercises.

Not long after the sound sounded, Yang Fan faintly felt a wave of spiritual consciousness sweeping past him.

The realm of that divine consciousness is much higher than his, but Yang Fan is in the natural state of omniscience and harmony at the moment, and feels the existence of this divine consciousness.

Luckily, the divine sense only froze on him for a while, conveying a friendly atmosphere, and then left immediately, sweeping to other areas.

After a long time, the pale golden halo on the clouds in the sky disappeared, and a peaceful atmosphere filled this Buddhist pure land again.

At this time, the voice sounded again: "Silence! All retreat!"

With a "shua pull", all the buddha cultivators who had been waiting in full force retreated one after another.

After everything was over, Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and began to strictly control the Nine Nether Demon Qi and Nether Demon Flame in his body, preventing them from moving any more.

Fortunately, both the Nine Nether Devil Qi and the Nether Devil Flame are under Yang Fan's absolute control, and they seem to be quite psychic, and since then, they have been honest and dead.

"How do I feel what happened just now?"

The little princess looked at the peaceful and peaceful Buddhist pure land, and said with a confused face.

"Something must have happened!"

Cheng Yunfei nodded, and then asked Yang Fan: "Brother Yang, did you find anything?"

He knew that Yang Fan's realm was higher than his.

"Yes." Yang Fan replied.

"What did you discover?" The princess's eyes lit up: "Yang Yaoshi is indeed not an ordinary person."

The eyes of both of them were fixed on Yang Fan's face, and they said with great anticipation.They all felt that something was wrong just now, especially Cheng Yunfei.

"I found...the scenery here is very good...quiet, harmonious, serene, what do you think?"

Yang Fan looked at the scenery on Hanyuan Mountain obsessively.

"Forehead……"

Cheng Yunfei and the little princess looked at each other, then nodded heavily, looking a little weak.

"Okay, hurry up, I'd like to pay my respects to this Buddhist holy place of Qingyuan Temple."

Yang Fan said expectantly, and then started to walk faster, regardless of whether the two could keep up.

"Hey! Wait!"

The little princess hurried forward and almost missed.

"You... carry me on your back!"

The little princess grabbed Cheng Yunfei and said angrily.

"Why me?" Cheng Yunfei had no choice but to follow her request, squatted down, and chased after Yang Fan with this eccentric little princess on his back.

Yang Fan was happy in his heart, and walked quickly in front, with a long pulse, very relaxed, like a stroll in the courtyard, but Cheng Yunfei was very depressed behind.

After running for more than ten miles in a row, with a person on his back, he, a rookie in the early stage of qi refining, really struggled.

"Here we are!" Yang Fan glanced at him with a half-smile and stopped suddenly.

"Ouch!"

The body stopped suddenly, and Cheng Yun flew forward, but the little princess on his back couldn't bear the inertia, and leaned forward with a lot of force.

thump!
Tragedy happened again, the two threw themselves to the ground, the little princess pressed on Cheng Yunfei's body, and threw him to the ground.

Immediately, the people worshiping Buddha and burning incense all around looked at these two people with strange eyes.

"Stupid, it's all your fault!"

The little princess was extremely annoyed, feeling the eyes of everyone around her, her face turned red, and she kicked him hard.

Ouch!

Cheng Yunfei let out several screams.

The little princess was not relieved, and was about to hit someone.

"Calm down." Yang Fan said calmly, "This is the pure land of Buddhism."

"Ah... yes!" The princess shuddered, quickly withdrew her hand, and let Cheng Yunfei go.

"As expected of the pure land of Buddhism..."

Yang Fan scanned the majestic temples and Buddha statues in front of him with strange eyes, as if he saw something unusual.

In his field of vision, this Qingyuan Temple is shrouded in an invisible auspicious atmosphere, and the light of Buddha can be faintly seen. Besides, the quiet and distant bell ringing, rippling and extending endlessly, soothes people's souls, even There are also some effects of concentrating and clearing the heart.

This is Buddha!

Various sentiments appeared in Yang Fan's heart. Buddhist exercises and magic ways have diametrically opposite artistic conceptions.

If you reverse the way of Buddhism, it is a demon!
On the contrary, if you abandon the way of magic and turn your back on the shore, then you will be a Buddha.

"Hee hee, why don't we go worship Buddha and burn incense?"

The little princess said to Yang Fan.

"Okay." Yang Fan nodded, but added: "You burn incense, I will watch from the side."

It is impossible for him to bow down to this Buddhist icon.

"Hmph." The little princess pouted, and dragged Cheng Yun to the temple.

Yang Fan didn't mind, and he didn't plan to wander aimlessly around Qingyuan Temple with these two.

"Hanyuan Mountain is the place where Yun Yuxi and I dated. I don't know where I will meet her then?"

Yang Fan unfolded his consciousness and began to observe various landscapes in Qingyuan Temple.

In fact, there is nothing to see in the temple, nothing more than some Buddha statues and monks.

"Well, I'm going to see how these mortals burn incense."

Yang Fan's heart moved, and he came to a certain temple.

This temple is very large, and inside it stands a woman with a dignified and kind face, standing on a lotus platform. Her strands of hair are floating in the void, holding a white jade bottle in her hand, and smiling softly, giving people a misty and mysterious beauty.

Yang Fan stared at the statue of the Goddess, showing astonishment, and curiously asked the monk next to him: "Who is this Buddha statue? It's actually a woman, which is rare."

When the monk heard this, he was slightly startled, and then he said angrily: "You ordinary child, how dare you insult the holy Buddha, this is the Buddha's merciful and compassionate Nianyu Avalokitesvara."

Great Mercy and Great Compassion Nianyu Guanyin?

"Sorry, I'm here to see the scenery, not a Buddhist believer..."

Yang Fan said disapprovingly, and then took the time to look at these mortals who were burning incense and worshiping Buddha.

"You you..." The monk was furious, but there was nothing he could do about it.

The other party is not a Buddhist believer, so he has nothing to do with Yang Fan.

"I beseech the great Merciful and Great Merciful Nianyu Avalokitesvara, keep my son safe, win the first prize in the exam, marry a good daughter-in-law, and be safe..."

A woman bowed in front of the Buddha statue devoutly, with awe and admiration from her heart, and inserted the incense in her hand on the altar.

The incense was burning bit by bit, and the woman prayed devoutly, strands of tiny spiritual fluctuations surged out of her body, followed the incense until it disappeared, and went nowhere.

"it's wired……"

Yang Fan observed for a long time, feeling an incredible surprise.

Although the strands of subtle spiritual power are extremely weak, if there are billions of such powers gathered, what kind of terrifying existence will it be?

"Well, let me try..."

A strange thought flashed in Yang Fan's mind.

(The second watch arrives. Even here is a tourist city. During the National Day, I accompany people to travel more than ten miles a day. My back is sore and my back hurts. I grit my teeth and insist on the second watch!)

(End of this chapter)