Chapter 214 Fairy Playing Clouds

"I heard from the old man that there used to be a temple on Zhongming Mountain. Could it be that this place is the former site of that temple?"

The temples on Zhongming Mountain are said to have existed during the Han Dynasty.

In the Tang Dynasty, Zeng also entered a heyday.

At the beginning, it was dedicated to Sanqing, and later it was also dedicated to Buddha.

Until the Qing Dynasty, the monks in this temple also had no successors, so they completely fell into decline.

In modern times, the locals of Mingyang City occasionally came to the temple to burn wild incense.

But then around the '60s, there was a shabby operation.

In this operation, the temple also disappeared.

It was also for this reason that even Chen Yiyuan's generation had never seen the existence of this temple.

Chen Jing also heard about some temples when his grandfather was still alive.

But what I heard is what I heard, but few people know the exact location of the temple.

After seeing the foundation on the edge of the cliff now, Chen Jing was a little bit sure.

'In such a barren mountain, it is impossible for someone to come here to build a house, and build it on the edge of the cliff. Therefore, this should be the former site of the old temple. '

Thinking of this, he became curious again.

He locked this area with the ability of accuracy rate, and in this area, there is exactly the site of the old temple here.

‘The ancient world I’m looking for, wouldn’t it have been opened up by those who had attained the Tao in the temple before? '

This idea just popped up, and suddenly Chen Jing's hand was pressed to the ground, and he felt a very weak pulling force.

This pulling force is indeed what Xiaohuan said, as if his hand is a magnet, and there is a magnet hidden somewhere under the soil.

"There is a sense!"

Chen Jing was overjoyed,

He hurriedly looked around and made sure that there was no movement, so he increased the spiritual power in his hand and made further detection.

When the spiritual power condensed in his palm increased, the induction became stronger.

He chased this induction force, and came to the edge of the cliff little by little. There was a tree with a crooked neck growing on it, and when he jumped on the tree, he saw that the cliff was 5 meters above the ground. The location is actually the last stone tablet.

The stone tablet is covered with vines, but even so, it can be seen that the stone tablet is square and square, and there are vaguely written words on it.

Chen Jing's hand probed all the way, the closer to the stele, the stronger the power of induction.

"According to Xiaohuan, the strength of the induction force is related to the size. The induction force here is so strong, this hidden ancient world is probably not small."

Immediately, he stepped on the crooked neck tree, climbed to the side of the stone tablet little by little, and stretched out his hand to tear off the vines on the stone tablet.

After the vine was torn off, two words were immediately revealed - Wuxiang!

The word is Xiaozui style.

The weathering on the surface is very serious, and it does look very old.

Then, he pressed his palm on the stone tablet and continued to use his spiritual power to establish a connection with the ancient world.

After about ten seconds, an astonishing scene finally appeared.

——On the stone tablet, a black hole suddenly appeared, as if a door had been opened out of thin air.

The darkness behind the door has no bottom and no depth.

Chen Jing's gaze could have seen objects within a radius of 5 meters at night, but when he looked into the black hole, he couldn't see anything.

"Luckily I brought a flashlight."

Chen Jing immediately fumbled in the mustard bag and took out a brand new flashlight.

He bought it at a department store during his spare time during the day.

Not only did he buy a flashlight, but he even bought some food and drink. Anyway, the mustard sac has enough space, so he bought a copy of everything he thought was necessary.

When the light of the flashlight shone inside, he could see a rough outline clearly.

Seeing the inside, it is square and quite spacious, almost as big as a basketball court.

And there is a rockery with trembling springs beside the mountain.

In front of the rockery, there was a man with gray hair, but only decayed bones remained.

In addition, on the four walls inside, there are many flowers and shadows. It seems that there are four seasons of flowers blooming intertwined, and there are flying immortals and Buddhas. Its style and characteristics are quite similar to Dunhuang murals.

"Brother Ajing, go in and have a look." Xiaohuan poked his head out of the collar of his clothes and peeked inside, feeling a little impatient.

"it is good!"

After Chen Jing made sure that he didn't see any danger, he got into that black hole.

After he entered, the black hole suddenly disappeared with a sound.

When he reached out to touch it, he couldn't touch anything.

"This... how to get out?" Chen Jing panicked.

"It's okay, brother Ah Jing, as long as you use your spiritual power to stick it on the palm again, the exit will naturally appear. This unowned ancient world, it's not that complicated to come and go." Xiaohuan said.

"Really?" Chen Jing also quickly circulated his spiritual power and tried again. As a result, after the palm of his hand circulated the spiritual power, the place where the black hole disappeared just now turned around for a while, and then the wall suddenly opened, and a black hole appeared again. .

Through the black hole, he could clearly see the stars in the sky.

Seeing this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good to be able to enter and exit, but if you can enter but not exit, then it's over.

With the light of the flashlight, he looked all over the mural.

The flowers in the previous paragraph are like a brocade. After watching it, people will feel happy inexplicably.

The sun rises and the moon sets in the middle part, after watching it, it will also bring people a strange feeling of loneliness and sadness.

For the fairy play in the latter part, Chen Jing only took a few extra glances, and saw the fairies in a daze as if flying out of the mural, smiling sweetly and dancing around him.

"Brother Ah Jing?"

"Brother Ah Jing?"

"Brother Ah Jing?"

When Chen Jing saw this, he didn't know how long he was in a daze. It wasn't until Xiaohuan bit his arm, and the pain spread, that he faintly woke up.

"Xiaohuan, why are you biting me?"

"Brother Ah Jing, you have been staring at the wall in a daze for more than ten minutes. I think you are in a daze. You can't even shout. I can only bite you to wake you up." Xiaohuan said.

More than ten minutes? Chen Jing's face changed slightly when he heard it, he obviously only felt it for a while, "This painting is weird."

Immediately withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at it.

Then he touched his arm again, "You bit me, I won't be poisoned, right?"

He is quite aware of how powerful Xiaohuan's poison is.

"No, as long as no toxin is injected, how can it be poisoned?" Xiaohuan said with a letter.

"That's good." Chen Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

After that, he came to the skeleton.

Although he didn't know who the skeleton belonged to, Chen Jing bowed to it three times in line with the traditional etiquette that the dead are the most important.

But just after bowing, the bones crackled and scattered into a pile of dust, falling to the ground.