The light source was in front of it, and a faint halo rippled behind the broken wall, enveloping the three zhang land, making it indescribably hazy and mysterious between these square inches.

"What the hell is that light source?"

The answer was right in front of him, Zhou Lin shook his head, shook off all the illusionary pictures in his mind, and stepped forward.

"It's a fresh breath."

A breath that made people feel comfortable rushed to his face, and he was exhausted, Zhou Lin's expression was shocked, as if a divine light crossed the void and met his eyes,

He stood by the broken wall and saw the light source in front of him.

Just a few dozen zhang away, a dilapidated ancient temple sits quietly, and the lights inside are like beans, slanting with a soft light.

"How can there be an ancient temple here? And it looks like it's made of mud bricks. ”

Zhou Lin stepped forward and saw a withering gourd vine hanging on the dilapidated mud wall of the ancient temple, just like the green vines on the fence that can be seen everywhere in the countryside, and five or six sparse green leaves bloomed sporadically in the bleak autumn wind.

Each of these green leaves is crystal clear, and the green light is shining, like a rare treasure, which is extraordinary at first sight.

Among the green leaves hangs a green gourd, only the size of a finger, fluttering in the wind.

There was silence all around, only the ancient temple stood.

There are nine steps at the door, and through the mottled wooden door, you can see a statue of a god standing inside, sitting there in a black cross-legged, looking down.

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

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

Zhou Lin clasped his hands together and said silently in his heart, "Disciple Zhou Lin, I came here unexpectedly, I sincerely pay respects, and I also invite the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, the Sanqing Tianzun, and bless me a lot!" ”

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

This feeling is fleeting, and I can't tell if it's real.

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

It should have been uncleaned for many years, accumulating a thick layer of dust.

The clay statue had a blurred face, his eyes were lowered, sitting cross-legged, motionless, his body was wearing a simple Taoist robe, covered with dust, unable to see the style, not gold or silk.

He folded his palms and bowed, his eyes falling on the bronze lamp in front of the clay statue.

The ancient lamp is ordinary, the style is simple, he stretched out his hand to pick it up, and it was actually warm, and there was no cold and hard feeling, but it was like holding a piece of warm jade.

What surprised him was that the ancient temple was full of dust, and even the clay statue had a thick layer, but the bronze ancient lamp was dusty, and this ancient lamp had the effect of avoiding dust.

The lights inside are flickering, has it been bright to this day?

A little soft light sprinkled down, and the brilliance in the ancient temple flowed, reflecting Zhou Lin's focused gaze, and his heart was quiet, clear and clean.

Suddenly, the mud above the head rattled, and then I heard a burst of Dao sound in my ears, the Dao sound from far and near, gradually vast, and finally like Huang Zhong Da Lu is vibrating, long, quiet, mysterious and extraordinary.

All the dust in the entire ancient temple was blown up, turned into powder and dispersed, the surrounding dust and dirt, pure and fragrant, the mud statue bloomed with a clear and hazy brilliance, and the slightly closed eyes seemed to open a little.

At this moment, the Dao Yin made the strongest sound, it was almost deafening, Zhou Lin's body was trembling, and it was shaking with the Dao Yin, listening carefully, it seemed that the true god was chanting the nine-character mantra.

"Those who are fighting in the face of the army are all arrayed forward......"

This sentence is repeated over and over again, but it contains magical power that can make the heavens and the earth tremble.

In his sight, the entire ancient temple was shining.

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Lin Huoran woke up, only to feel sore, where is there any Dao sound, the ancient temple is still so dilapidated, the mud statue is still accumulating thick dust, the shrine is still cold, everything is still the same at all.

He kept holding the bronze lantern in his hand, and only a little light was jumping in front of him.

"Is it a dream? Why is it so real? ”

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

Zhou Lin muttered to himself, showing a thoughtful expression.

The magical scene just now was short and real, and it made him lose his mind for a while, and his thoughts fluttered.

He stared at the bronze ancient lamp in his hand, the pattern engraved on it was simple and natural, plain, without the slightest abnormality, and there was no special feeling.

But it is this kind of too ordinary that shows the extraordinary, Zhou Lin's eyes shot a divine light, trying to peek into the mystery.

Airplanes!

The bronze ancient lamp in his hand suddenly burst out like a sleeping beast, and the white color that entered his eyes made his eyes sting.

The light was so brilliant that it was even more powerful than any Arcana, and it made him feel like he was about to suffocate.

"What kind of treasure is this?"

He looked shocked, and hurriedly closed his eyes, the black Xiaoding in his body was heating up, and there seemed to be a black light shining.

The drum beat in his heart, his heart beat wildly, the moment just now was really terrifying, at that moment I almost had a feeling of facing death, that extreme sense of coercion was even more terrible than facing the ruthless demon god at the beginning.

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

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

"Baby, big baby!"

Zhou Lin's eyes narrowed, he put one hand together, and bowed to the clay statue, "Immeasurable Tianzun, there is a fate to meet, anyway, there is no one here, and it is a waste to put these things here, so it is better to give them to me." ”

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

He hugged his fist towards the clay statue and threw the bronze ancient lamp into the Soul Suppression Ding.

was brought here by that light, and the Huayang Cave Mansion didn't bring it in at all, but fortunately, the Soul Suppression Ding was carried with him, suspended in the sea of knowledge, and could be stored.

"This shrine can also be, although the disciple's cultivation is lowly and can't see anything, but it must be a treasure, what can be placed here, how can it be a mortal product, right, borrow it first."

I fiddled with it twice, I couldn't see anything strange, and I didn't dare to use my eyes, anyway, I would talk about it anyway.

"This incense...... Hey, I've taken all the shrines, and it's a waste to put this incense here, so it's better to give it to me, it's an incense. ”

Swept away the bronze ancient lamp, shrine, and half of the incense, and swept it, Zhou Lin stared at the clay statue.

I moved it, but it was too heavy to move at all.

With his great strength, even a mountain can rise from the ground, and he is helpless against a small clay statue, which shows even more that this place is extraordinary, every thing may be the supreme treasure, and if you miss it, there will be no more.

Zhou Lin sighed: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the disciple wants to ask your old man to move the place, change the place to bless the party, and please make it convenient." ”

After saying that, he bowed and lifted it again, but the clay statue still did not move.

"I know, it seems that your old man can't please leave, but it's better to keep this robe on your body as a souvenir for your disciple."

With a roll of his eyes, he reached forward and took off the robe on the clay statue.

(End of chapter)