The strongest cultivator in the heavens

Chapter 179 Tianyin Temple

PS: It has been revised, Yang Wenhao's strength is at the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Stage, so it should be the seventh level of the Taiqing Realm, not the Shangqing Realm.

Master Shuiyue, a Taoist nun in white clothes, that is, I don't know if all the women in Xiaozhufeng like to wear white clothes.

Master Shuiyue is like this, and so is Lu Xueqi.

The Taoist nun in white left, and Yang Wenhao walked straight into the hall.

In the main hall, Daoxuan was sitting cross-legged, as if he was practicing.

"Master," Yang Wenhao bent over and cupped his hands after entering the door.

Daoxuan opened his eyes, saw that it was Yang Wenhao, and said, "Are you out?"

"Yes." Yang Wenhao nodded.

"How is the realm?" Daoxuan asked.

"It should have reached the seventh floor of the Taiqing Realm." Yang Wenhao said.

Hearing this, just like Master Shuiyue outside the hall, Daoxuan's eyes flashed with a bright light.

Suddenly, the sound of breaking the air exploded in the air.

Yang Wenhao's eyes widened, and then he stretched out his hand to meet his palm.

"boom"

Originally there was no wind in the hall, but the moment the two faced each other, it was like a strong wind was blowing.

The Taoist robes of the two are blown by the wind.

"Not bad." Daoxuan nodded, and said, "Your strength is not weaker than mine now."

"Master, you are prone to accidents like this." Yang Wenhao's words were pun intended.

Daoxuan is not a fool, and he naturally understands the two meanings in these words. He smiled lightly and said, "Okay, why are you looking for me? Tell me."

Yang Wenhao said: "That's right, I want to go to Tianyin Temple."

"What are you doing there?" Daoxuan's eyes flashed a hint of puzzlement.

Yang Wenhao said: "I want to go to Tianyin Temple to get something."

"One thing, what?"

"A must!"

Seeing that Yang Wenhao didn't explain, Daoxuan didn't ask too much: "Since you are going to Tianyin Temple, I won't stop you. With your current cultivation base, there are very few people in the world who can stop you, but Tianyin Temple You still have to be careful about those great monks in the temple."

Hearing Daoxuan's words, Yang Wenhao almost thought that Daoxuan knew what he was going to do at Tianyin Temple.

But after thinking about it, Daoxuan definitely wouldn't know.

"By the way, there is something I want to tell you." Daoxuan said.

"What's the matter?" Yang Wenhao looked at Daoxuan.

Daoxuan stroked his beard, and said: "When you came in, you should have bumped into your Uncle Shuiyue."

"En." Yang Wenhao nodded.

"Your Uncle Shuiyue came to me and said that you have to explain to Xiaozhufeng." Daoxuan said.

"Give Xiaozhufeng an explanation?" Yang Wenhao was puzzled, what kind of explanation should he give, he didn't do anything.

He has never been to Xiaozhufeng, he will be questioned by Master Shuiyue for what he has done.

Daoxuan cast a glance at Yang Wenhao, and said: "The relationship between you and her disciple Lu Xueqi has already spread throughout the Qingyun sect, what do you think this explanation is?"

"Ahem." Yang Wenhao was embarrassed.

He really hadn't thought of that.

"Hey, maybe the matter of your master Wan Jianyi has caused her great harm, so I don't want my disciples to be like her." Daoxuan said.

In fact, he has nothing to hide. Yang Wenhao already knows the existence of Wan Jianyi, and this is already the biggest secret of Qingyunmen.

So, it’s okay to say it.

"Master, this disciple understands. When this disciple returns from Tianyin Temple, I will ask Master to hire him." Yang Wenhao cupped his hands and said.

"Okay, just wait for your words." Daoxuan nodded in satisfaction.

Tianyin Temple is one of the three major sects on the grand land of Shenzhou today.

The strength is not weaker than the other two sects.

The Dafan Prajna of Tianyin Temple is also a magical skill that is as famous as Taiji Xuanqing Dao and Fenxiang Yushu in the world today.

Yang Wenhao came to the foot of Tianyin Temple.

In front of you, there is a road leading to the top of the mountain.

On this avenue, there are many ordinary people who go up the mountain to worship Buddha and pray for incense.

Yang Wenhao did not choose Yujian to fly up, but walked on this stone step and slowly walked up the mountain.

On the stone-step avenue, an old man tremblingly went up the mountain, his footsteps suddenly became unstable, but just when he was about to fall, a pair of strong hands supported the old man.

"Old man, slow down." The voice of the young man.

Looking at the old man, he saw a handsome young man in Taoist robes, and quickly thanked him: "Thank you, thank you."

"It's okay, it's easy to do with a little effort." The young man smiled slightly.

"Hey, I'm old and I can't walk anymore. It was easy to walk this way when I was young." The old man couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Life is short, what is the ultimate goal of practice, longevity?
Yang Wenhao now has a lifespan of 10 years, which is almost considered another kind of longevity.

But he felt that the 10-year lifespan meant nothing to him.

Because what he wants is to reach the strongest realm, to become a well-deserved immortal, to become an immortal, immortal, supreme saint.

"Old man, let me help you up." Yang Wenhao said.

But the old man waved his hand and said: "Although my old bones are about to fail, I still have to walk this road by myself. It is only a moment to rely on others."

Hearing the old man's words, Yang Wenhao was stunned for a moment. At that moment, he seemed to understand the true meaning of life.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for breaking through his state of mind. When he reaches the second level, he will get [-] points and ten Jingxin Pills as rewards."

Yang Wenhao would eat Jingxin Pill every time he made a breakthrough, because he was afraid of being disturbed by the inner demon.

Now that the state of mind has broken through to the second moment, this is a bit surprising.

If it wasn't for the old man's words to wake up the dreamer, Yang Wenhao might still be a little confused.

Relying on others is only for a while after all, relying on oneself can last a lifetime.

"Thank you, old man." Yang Wenhao smiled slightly.

The old man also felt a little baffled, wondering why the young man thanked him suddenly.

But when Yang Wenhao left, the old man suddenly found that his body seemed to be healthy, and his strength had also increased. Every step was no longer as exhausting as before.

"Xianjia." The old man looked at Yang Wenhao's figure.

Yang Wenhao came to the top of the mountain, and here is Tianyin Temple.

Above Tianyin Temple, similar to Qingyunmen, there are many palaces.

However, unlike the Qingyun Sect, the people in the Qingyun Sect are all members of the Qingyun Sect.

Looking at Tianyin Temple, most of them are ordinary people, and there are only a very small number of monks.

Not long after Yang Wenhao arrived at Tianyin Temple, a monk came over.

"Junior Brother Yang, don't come here unharmed."

This monk is the Dharma figure that Yang Wenhao knew before, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

Yang Wenhao said: "I haven't seen you for so many years, Senior Brother Faxiang is also a high-ranking monk."

"I'm just joking, compared to Junior Brother Yang, how can we get into the eyes of Fa?" Fa Xiang smiled faintly.

"Brother Faxiang, take me to burn a stick of incense." Yang Wenhao said.

"Okay." Fa Xiang nodded.

(End of this chapter)