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Thinking about his thoughts, Xu Lin didn't take long to follow the monk Wuwei to the door of Guangyuan Temple. Looking up at the temple gate in front of him, the overall perception of this temple to Xu Lin was plain, in Xu Lin's eyes, this was a very ordinary temple, and there was not much surprise.

But under the guidance of the monk Wuwei, along the way, looking at these buildings full of ancient charm, Xu Lin knew that this seemingly inconspicuous Guangyuan Temple can be said to be a temple with a long history.

The mottled lacquer surface, the vivid carving, the lifelike murals, and the regular carving of the Buddha's words, all make people feel a sense of awe.

History is worthy of respect.

This sentence couldn't help but suddenly pop up in Xu Lin's mind, and after savoring it, he felt very reasonable, and there was a saying in the book: "You can see the rise and fall with the ancient as a mirror." "But it's not bad at all.

A temple has its own history, as well as its rise and fall, and the same is true of this Guangyuan Temple.

Although this ancient temple has long lost its past glory, it still stands there, quietly marking its own sense of existence, and overlooking this world.

Not long after, under the guidance of the little monk Wuwei, Xu Lin saw the most magical place in Guangyuan Temple, and looking at it, what surprised Xu Lin was the three words carved in ancient seal script on the stone tablet, release pool!

This ancient seal is written in all directions, and there is no surprise at all, but after tasting it carefully, people can't help but have an urge to worship.

Those who cultivate the Buddha are all gods! What the pure and true people say is true!

Thinking of his master's words, Xu Lin smiled slightly, and then looked into the distance to see the landscape in front of him.

The gorgeous sunlight is quietly reflected on the surface of the lake, the turquoise water is like a piece of flawless jade, exuding as if it is a delicate and transparent beauty, when the breeze ripples on the lake, it is a sparkling ripple, like a piece of green silk gently unfolding, but the brightness reveals a sense of slippery.

A breeze blew, gently and slowly blowing across Xu Lin's face, looking at the green willows on both sides of the lake shore gently stretching their waist branches, and tasting some breath in the wind, Xu Lin's heart suddenly burst into surprise.

What a heavy fluctuation of vitality!

The vitality of heaven and earth is the inherent essence of heaven and earth, it is formless and colorless, and it is erratic without a trace, and ordinary people cannot see it. However, a cultivator like Xu Lin can use his body to feel its existence, and then snatch it away through guò exercises or treasures to help himself.

In addition to the innate and nurtured spiritual creatures, cultivators can come into contact with the essence of heaven and earth, but what about the eyes?

This seemingly beautiful lake has gathered such a heavy amount of heaven and earth vitality, what is the explanation?

Could it be that the green lake in front of you is a natural and nurtured spiritual thing?

As soon as this seemingly ridiculous idea came out, it was immediately rejected by Xu Lin, so there was only one reason left.

Xu Lin took a step forward slightly, stretched out his hand into the lake, it seemed as if he was feeling the temperature of the lake, but in fact he was feeling the breath in it, after a careful experience, Xu Lin stood up, and looked around, but there was nothing to see, and he couldn't help but be more puzzled.

"When was this release pond built?"

"I really don't know this, but I heard the master say that the construction of this Guangyuan Temple was because of this release pond. ”

Xu Lin's heart was even more suspicious, but on the surface, he pretended to smile with great interest: "Can you tell me about it?"

The little monk of Wuwei smiled and said, "Why can't this be, it's not a secret thing." ”

Xu Lin nodded: "I want to hear it!"

The two of them found a willow tree that seemed to be some years old, and after sitting down, feeling the coolness in the breeze, looking at the lake like jasper, the little monk Wuwei told Xu Lin about the origin of this Guangyuan Temple and this release pool.

It turned out that in ancient times, a virtuous monk came to this Lingzhou realm by chance when he traveled all over the world, but he saw the rippling lake in front of him, and he seemed to have Buddha nature in his heart at a thought, so he immediately sat on the ground and had an epiphany of Buddha nature.

After three days and three nights, when the monk got up leisurely, he stood here for three days and three nights in front of the lake in front of him, and then left without saying a word.

A year later, when the monks came here again, there was a temple called Guangyuan Temple, and this monk also became the first abbot of this temple.

Because the monk is a virtuous monk, he often opens the temple door to eliminate disasters and see patients for pilgrims, and his reputation is shocking for a while.

In the realm of Lingzhou, the name of Guangyuan Temple also started, until one day this monk traveled all over the world again, and then there was no trace, never returned here, only this Guangyuan Temple remained.

Since then, Guangyuan Temple has not returned to the prosperous scene of the past, and with the passage of time, the name of Guangyuan Temple has gradually declined in the ruthless years. But the release pond in front of him has become a scene here in Lingzhou, because every full moon night, the lake is red light, like a ghost lake in Shura.

No one knew why, and no one dared to dive into the bottom of the lake at the full moon to find out, and over time there were more legends about the lake in front of them.

Give a dog a bad name and hang him.

When the story becomes a legend, when the legend becomes terrifying, people tend to ward off evil spirits and live on their own, this Guangyuan Temple is no longer willing to come, and the monks in the temple are even less pitiful, counting the little monk of Wuwei, it is only ten people.

Listening to the story of the Wuwei monk, looking at the rippling lake in front of him, Xu Lin suddenly had an inexplicable throbbing in his heart, and the inexplicable feeling made Xu Lin's mind a little upset, and at this time, suddenly a burst of eager footsteps came, and Xu Lin and the Wuwei monk looked together.

I saw a chubby guy running over here on the shore of the lake, looking at the look on his face, he was even more anxious in a panic. When the distance was close, he shouted loudly: "Wuwei, it's not good, something big has happened!"

Xu Lin and Monk Wuwei stood up together, and the fat monk had already run to the front, looking at the fat monk's sweaty face, looking at the already red face, Wuwei said a little inexplicably: "Senior Brother Wuwu, what's wrong?

The fat monk, who was known as the senior brother of Wuwu, panted and pointed in the direction of the main hall of Guangyuan Temple and said, "Master, master, he is an old man......"

"Master, what's wrong with his old man?" Wuwei grabbed the fat monk's collar excitedly, and the fat monk was still gasping and panting, and he couldn't speak for a while.

Wuwei looked at him eagerly, Xu Lin looked at him in surprise, and the fat monk Wuwu said intermittently at this time: "Teacher... Tutor... He..."

Wuwei saw that he was really tired, and he didn't care what he said, and turned around and ran directly in the direction of the main hall of Guangyuan Temple, and then Xu Lin, who followed closely, also frowned, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

This should be all the monks in Guangyuan Temple, as soon as Xu Lin entered the main hall, he saw six or seven monks standing there with sad faces. But when he looked down again, the scene on the ground made Xu Lin's heart chuckle, and his brain became numb instantly.

Wu Wei had already rushed to the old monk's side, and picked up the old monk's body and shook it: "Master, master!"

At the same time that Wuwei shook the old monk's body, something that frightened the monks was born, and in Xu Lin's eyes, this change was absolutely inevitable and familiar.

I saw that the old monk's body suddenly looked like a deflated ball, and his body gradually contracted and flattened in the process of shaking without action, and his head, face, body, and feet extended to him, as if he had become a boneless person.

The word water bag is used to describe the old monk at this time, and after Wuwei also showed an abnormality, when he looked at it intently, he retreated to the side with a frightened face, and the old monk's body shook again when he fell to the ground.

First of all, the head bulged, the facial features were enlarged and deformed, and the eyes that were closed suddenly opened at this time, and when the mouth was wide open, the blood gushing out like a spring water seemed to have suddenly found an outlet for catharsis.

The blood stained the clean and neat ground, and it was still spreading, Xu Lin's face was pale looking at this scene, and his expression was even more gloomy like water.

This supernatural power Xu Lin is the most familiar with, and he can turn the bones and internal organs of a person's body into blood and water through the corrosive attributes in "Blood God Son", isn't it the Blood God Tribulation Finger?

Xu Lin suddenly raised his head, his eyes looked at the left side with a gloomy gaze, then the right side, and then above his head, the sword heart was clear and the bloodless heart was wildly unfolded, but nothing appeared.

What about the Bloodstained Daoist, the Bloodstained Daoist? This voice kept shouting in his head, who else in this world would be the Blood God Robbery, wasn't it only the Bloodstained Daoist and himself?

"Laughed! Master, laughed! Look, look, Master, he laughed! Haha, Master, what are you laughing at?" A tall and skinny monk suddenly jumped out with his teeth and claws, facing the corpse of the old monk, clapping his palms while constantly talking nonsense, but he was frightened crazy.

"Seventh Senior Brother, what's wrong with you? Seventh Senior Brother?"

"Old Seven, calm down!"

A group of monks stepped forward and hurriedly grabbed the somewhat crazy monk, and after the monk was pulled by everyone, he didn't know where he got the strength, and pushed everyone away at once, and ran out of the hall in a frenzy, and kept saying loudly: "The master laughed! The master actually laughed, hahaha, the master actually laughed!"

Xu Lin glanced at the back of the mad monk with a gloomy face, then stepped forward, squatted next to the corpse of the old monk, and looked at the corpse that had only skin left.

"Don't go quickly, grab Lao Qi, don't let him toss around!" a middle-aged monk with a square face said to the people who were still stunned there.

Turning his head to look at Xu Lin who was squatting on the ground, and then at the old monk who only had a pair of skins left on the ground, the corner of the middle-aged monk's eyes twitched, and he said to Wuwei again: "Who is this benefactor?"

Wuwei stood there as if he was stupid at this time, his face as pale as paper. His eyes were still on the corpse of the old monk, and after the middle-aged man asked a few times, he came to his senses and said in a panic: "He... He... He is a guest of Aunt Xu!"

After the middle-aged man nodded knowingly, when he turned his head to look at Xu Lin again, he saw Xu Lin standing up with a cold face at this time, and then looked at himself and said, "Last night, did the abbot have a good guest?"