Chapter 1267: A Remote and Dilapidated Temple (0/1)

It is not uncommon for the messengers of Heaven to descend to the human world. In fact, every year there are messengers transformed into little golden figures of Heaven entering the human world for inspection.

However, these inspections are relatively free. As long as any Tiandao Little Golden Person has an idea, they can submit application materials to the Tiandao Committee. After passing the review, they can go down to the next world.

The main Tiandao is usually busy with official duties, and the number of visits to the lower world is relatively small.

And this time, it was the first time that the brothers of life and death and heaven went to the lower world especially for one person.

At the entrance of the Wang family's villa, Zhuo Oi had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Death Tiandao walking out of the door, Zhuo Yi quickly clasped his fists and said, "I've seen Lord Death..."

"My brother and I look exactly the same. With your level of strength, how can you tell that he is mine?" Death Tiandao was very curious.

Zhuo Ou said with a bright face: "It's Master, he gave me permission. It's convenient for me to receive you two adults."

"Permissions..." Death Tiandao immediately understood.

I'm afraid this is the role of the "Great Sharing Technique" in the way of heaven.

There is a branch of this great sharing spell called "Knight Contract", which binds a designated person to allow the other person to gain part of his power.

Now, Zhuo Oi was sent out by Wang Ling to do something, and he had given Zhuo Oi some of the authority of the other Wang Pupil to share.

However, this authority is only used to distinguish between the brothers of life and death.

Odd Zhuo currently has too much strength and too many permissions, and his body can easily fall into overload.

Leading Death Tiandao to the hospital where Lotus Sun is.

Zhuo Oi handed the prepared identity documents to Death Tiandao.

"Lord Death, this is your ID."

The names above, one is Wang Sheng and the other is Wang Death, are very simple and crude.

When entering the name, the police officer responsible for registering the identity information was also surprised.

The king is dead...

There are still people who would give such an unlucky name!

"I knew my name would be criticized." Death Tiandao muttered and accepted his ID card.

He picked up his brother's ID card and threw it out of the window. The ID card immediately turned into a golden light and flew towards the location of "Wang Sheng".

"Well, how does Lord Death know what I'm thinking..."

"Nonsense, I am the Dao of Heaven!"

"oh……"

"Actually, I also think this name is unlucky, even if it has a homophonic sound. But it's done, so forget it." Death Tiandao sighed.

As a god of death, he actually does not shy away from death at all.

In the past, when he went to the lower realm, he always used the pseudonym "Wang Shi".

But this time, after Wang Ling put a sword on his neck, Death Tiandao finally felt the fear of death...

There is indeed something to be said for naming something like this!

"How is Miss Sun's current situation?" Death Tiandao asked.

"Same as usual, the condition keeps recurring. The heartbeat keeps stopping..."

Zhuo Yi answered truthfully: "There are about forty experts gathered in the hospital now, and they are all discussing countermeasures."

"If we can't find the reason, what's the use of getting together? This is not a group fight."

Death Tiandao sat in the passenger seat and hummed: "Later, I will sit on the edge of Miss Sun's bed! I want to see who the hell dares to do something in front of me."

Zhuo Yi: "..."

Tiandao's swearing was probably unprecedented.

However, it is not entirely unreasonable for Death Tiandao to be so excited.

Zhuo Yi understood this feeling very well.

After all, people always gain new insights into themselves after experiencing the danger of death.

And obviously, the same is true for the way of heaven.

…

A small village in the southern suburbs of Songhai!

The dusty hearse drove through the rugged concrete road, kicking up a cloud of dust amid the violent tremors.

At the Nantian Village Hearse Station, the old hearse finally stopped on the side of the road. A man with long hair reaching his waist and a handsome face got out of the car. Dressed in white and with luxuriant hair, he was really Lord Thunder-throwing himself.

The clothes you wear when going out are far less formal than when you were in the sect.

Considering that what I want to see is a Zen monk.

So Lord Throwing Thunder deliberately chose such an extremely simple-looking outfit.

Nantian Village belongs to the air control area, and there is a huge shipyard nearby. Countless aerial fairy ships pass by every day.

Therefore, under the ban on flying, Lord Thunder-Throwing Lord could only come in a hearse.

Golden Lantern Master?

Lord Throwing Thunder carefully recalled the name of the Dharma and confirmed that he had never heard it before.

Based on his experience in the world of cultivation, if such a hidden and strange person really existed, Di Lei felt that he would not know about it.

And on the way, he even asked many friends.

The result is the same, no one has heard of the Dharma name "Golden Lamp".

"I hope this trip will be fruitful." True Lord Throwing Thunder said in his heart.

According to the address provided by Dr. Liu Min, Lord Thulei officially entered Nantian Village to look for clues about this Zen Master Jindeng.

At the gate of the village, an old man wearing big pants and exposed shirt was playing chess alone.

He was smoking a cigarette, playing four roles, fighting each other, and was very involved.

Looking at it from a distance, the Thunder-throwing Lord thought he had encountered some kind of divine being.

As a result, I walked over and saw that this old man was actually playing Ludo by himself...

"Uncle..." Lord Throwing Thunder asked tentatively.

The old man glanced at True Lord Throwing Thunder and replied: "Jungle? I haven't been in the jungle for a long time. My teammates are so bad that the jungler can't even lead them."

Helpless, Lord Grenade-Throwing had no choice but to ask the key point: "How to get to Kaiguang Temple?"

The old man was furious: "Crotchless pants? I'm so old, why should I wear crotchless pants? Young man, don't make fun of your uncle!"

True Lord Throwing Thunder held his forehead.

He didn't expect that as soon as he entered the village, he would meet an "empty-eared demon"...

Shaking his head in disappointment, Lord Throwing Thunder planned to go into the village to find other villagers for clues.

The old man behind him suddenly said as if his ears were healed again: "If you are going to Kaiguang Temple, go straight eight hundred meters inside and you will find the broken house on the right."

"Thank you sir."

Lord Throwing Thunder crossed his fists and walked away.

According to the instructions of the uncle Kong'er at the door, he successfully found the broken house that the uncle mentioned.

The wooden temple door has several rivets missing. There is even a gap on the door, through which you can see the inside of the temple.

Lord Throwing Thunder was just about to knock on the door.

I heard an old voice coming from inside.

"The True Lord has come to visit. The small temple is in full bloom. The door is open. Please come in and talk with the True Lord."

This sound made Lord Throwing Thunder startled.

It seems that the Zen Master Jindeng in the temple has been waiting for his arrival for a long time?

He was amazed at the power of this Zen master. Just as he was about to push the door open, he felt that the seemingly shabby door was extremely heavy!

With only one hand, I couldn't push it at all!

At this time, laughter came from the door again: "I forgot to tell Zhenjun to push the door a little harder. This door has also been opened."