Chapter 1629 Baiyun Temple

The huge waves in the Sea of ​​Lost Souls are surging, the black mist is filling the sky, and it is extremely dangerous!

Monks below the Tongxuan realm must take a sea-crossing ship to go out to sea, and even Zhenjun Tongxuan can easily get lost in the Sea of ​​Lost Souls if he does not have powerful magical powers or corresponding magic weapons with him.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, half a year had passed since Liang Yan left Nanchui.

On this day, on the coast of Luohun Sea, a ray of light traveled from far to near at an extremely fast speed. In just the blink of an eye, it had already reached the shore.

The light dissipated, revealing the appearance of a person, it was Liang Yan who had rushed all the way here!

This time when he came to the Antarctic Fairy Continent, he did not choose the shortest route. Instead, he made a big circle, flew all the way to the northeast, and finally landed on this unknown coast.

The purpose of doing this is to avoid Seven Star City.

Although Liang Yan and Qixing City have completely fallen out, he is alone now after all, and Qixing City has a saint sitting in charge, so he will not be crazy enough to challenge the entire city by himself.

In order to avoid conflicts, Liang Yan chose to take a detour.

As for the route he took, it was exactly the same as the route Wuxin took when he sailed on the Lost Soul Sea.

The purpose of doing this was to find the place where Wu Xin landed, because Wu Xin said that soon after she arrived at Antarctic Fairy Continent, she placed Xiong Yue'er in a temple called "Baiyun Temple".

Liang Yan clicked on the escape light and stopped on a thousand-year-old tree on the coast. He quickly calculated with his fingers for a moment and said to himself: "If Wu Xin remembers correctly, Baiyun Temple should be nearby."

Thinking of Xiong Yue'er, a casual smile appeared on Liang Yan's lips.

"I haven't seen him for so many years, and I don't know what level of cultivation this stupid bear has reached?"

Xiong Yue'er is his first apprentice and the one with the deepest affection.

Although she has not been with her for so many years, Liang Yan has never forgotten her. He originally planned to fetch Xiong Yuer after he established a foothold in Antarctic Fairy Continent, but he did not expect that Wu Xin brought her here first.

When Liang Yan returned to Antarctica this time, the first thing he thought of was to pick up Xiong Yue'er.

"I've been away for too long, and I don't know what the current situation is in Antarctic Fairy Continent. It's better to take Xiong Yuer'er back to Wushuang City first, and then make long-term plans."

Thinking of this, Liang Yan released his spiritual consciousness, sensed it again for a moment, and then turned into a ray of light and continued flying north.

He was galloping all the way and was extremely fast.

The next morning, when it was just dawn, Liang Yan's escaping light stopped in front of an ancient temple.

This temple is built on the top of a mountain, surrounded by green trees and flowers. Most of the doors and walls are pure white, and only the roof rubble is decorated with light gold. The entire temple is bathed in the radiance of the morning sun and looks very soft.

There were two young nuns standing at the door of the temple. They were plainly dressed and kind-looking. They occasionally chatted and laughed like silver bells.

Liang Yan observed the sky above the temple for a moment and frowned slightly.

The next moment, he pressed down the escape light, landed at the door of the temple, and strode inside.

The two nuns guarding the door were chatting happily, but they didn't expect that someone else would suddenly appear, and they were both slightly startled.

But they reacted quickly, and one of them stepped forward to stop him: "Fellow Taoist, please stay, Baiyun Temple is not open to male guests."

"I'm here to pick someone up." Liang Yan glanced at them and said calmly.

"Pick someone up?"

The two nuns were surprised and looked at each other, as if they were secretly communicating something.

After a while, one of the nuns nodded and said with a smile:

"Since your distinguished guest has something to do, please go and wait in Fusheng Hall. Our nunnery master will arrive shortly."

After the woman finished speaking, she took the initiative to introduce Liang Yan into the temple, took him through several halls, and finally came to a majestic hall.

Not long after Liang Yan entered the temple, doubtful voices rang out from a simple Zen room in the backyard.

"What? A man in gray clothes with long hair? Isn't he a monk?"

The speaker was a charming woman, wearing a moon-white monk's robe. Although she was dressed simply, her beauty could not be concealed.

Beside her, there were several nuns dressed in the same way, and they were also pretty.

"You're not mistaken, are you?" the charming woman asked.

As soon as she finished speaking, a woman beside her replied: "Sister, you can't be wrong! The news just came from outside, the visitor is a man, and he said he wanted to pick him up as soon as he came."

"But... shouldn't it be a monk?" The charming woman was still a little unsure.

"What's the point? Sister, have you forgotten that there are lay disciples in Luotian Mountain?" Another nun next to her replied.

"Yes! He also said he was here to pick someone up. It can't be such a coincidence that he is probably a lay disciple of Luo Tianshan!"

"Third Sister and Sixth Sister are right. Luotian Mountain is divided into orthodox and secular, and lay disciples can also cultivate relics. We just need to act according to the plan."

The nuns in the Zen room were talking to each other, and after listening to everyone's analysis, the charming woman thought for a moment and nodded:

"Well, since the sisters all think so, let's act according to the plan. No matter whether he is a monk from Luo Tianshan or not, since he has entered the temple, we must capture him first. If he is really a disciple of Luo Tianshan, then he can be captured Take his relics and offer them to the king!"

After Liang Yan entered Fusheng Hall, the nun who had led the way before said goodbye and left, leaving him alone in the majestic hall.

Liang Yan's expression didn't change much from the beginning to the end.

He put his hands behind his back in the empty hall and looked intently. He saw a ten-foot-tall golden Buddha standing behind the hall.

The Buddha's eyes are bright, his appearance is majestic, and the golden glow can be seen faintly behind him, making the entire hall extremely solemn.

At this moment, a solemn voice suddenly sounded:

"This is one of the eight deities of Luotian. Since fellow Taoist is a disciple of Luotian Mountain, why don't you worship him when you see him?"

Hearing this voice, Liang Yan glanced around and saw a dozen nuns slowly walking in from the back of the hall.

The leader was wearing a white monk's robe and dressed simply. He seemed to be the master of the Baiyun Temple.

However, the loose monk robes could not hide her exquisite figure, and the serious expression could not hide her charming appearance. Although she was a nun, her appearance was excellent.

"The Eight Lords of Luotian?"

Liang Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at the golden Buddha in the distance.

It is said that there are eight great sages in Luotian Mountain. The eight people have different magical powers, but they are all in the realm of transformation. Could it be that this golden Buddha is the statue of one of the sages?

"presumptuous!"

When the nun in white saw him looking at the Buddha statue wantonly in the main hall, she couldn't help but shouted angrily: "This is Venerable Fulong, one of the eight statues. As a lay disciple of Luotian Mountain, why don't you kneel down and worship when you see the Dharma?"

Her voice was harsher than before, as if she wanted to urge Liang Yan to kneel down to the Buddha.

"You want me to kneel down?"

Liang Yan sneered and suddenly raised his hand, a golden light burst out and hit the Buddha statue.

Boom!

There was a loud noise in the huge hall, as if something was broken by the golden light. There were inch-by-inch cracks in the surrounding walls, and countless streams of light fell from the mid-air, and finally disappeared into nothingness.

As for the Buddha statue, it slowly melted under the shining of this golden light!

"How dare you attack the statue of Lord Fulong!"

The nun in white's face changed drastically. Obviously, the scene in front of her was not what she expected.

"Hmph, there's no need to pretend anymore. I can smell the bloody atmosphere in this temple from a long way away. And the formation you arranged, don't you really think it will be useful to me?"

Liang Yan sneered, and while he was speaking, the statue of the golden Buddha gradually melted, and finally turned into a huge black centipede!

The centipede kept screaming in the golden light, and within a few breaths, it had turned into a puddle of black water.

"Xiaoqi!"

The nun in white couldn't help but screamed when she saw the black centipede being killed.

When many other nuns saw this scene, their eyes were red and their faces looked sad and angry.

"Sisters, he killed Xiaoqi, we will fight him!"

The nun in white came to her senses, roared angrily, and took action first.

She flicked the sleeves of her monk's robe, and countless strands of white silk came out of her mouth, forming a huge silk net that covered the sky and covered the ground, covering Liang Yan's head.

The other nuns took off their monk robes one after another, revealing their charming bodies.

Some people hold the pipa in their arms and play it to their heart's content, some people twist their waists and are charming and affectionate, and some people sing and dance with infinite shyness.

In just a short moment, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly changed.

The originally solemn Buddhist hall was now filled with melodious sounds. More than a dozen beauties were naked, posing and posing here, making it seem like a place of love affairs.

"snort!"

Just when the white silk screen was about to fall, Liang Yan suddenly snorted coldly.

All the nuns in the hall were stunned at this moment, as if someone had hit them hard on the back of their heads. Not to mention making a fuss, they couldn't even remember who they were.

The next moment, these nuns all fell to their knees!

Everyone's eyes were blank, except for the nun in white who was not lost. She seemed to have realized something at this moment and looked straight at Liang Yan, her eyes full of horror.

"You are not affected by the 'Tianmei Spiritual Sound'!"

The nun in white wanted to say something more, but the huge fear prevented her from saying the next words at all.

Liang Yan did not listen to her patience in begging for mercy. With a wave of his sleeve, the sword energy spread across the Buddhist hall, and soon a series of screams were heard.

After a while, silence returned to the mountaintop temple.

In the Buddhist hall, the walls were dyed red with blood, and broken corpses were everywhere. Those "nuns" were chopped to pieces by the sword energy, and there was not a single intact corpse.

The prototypes of these people appeared not long after their death. They were not human beings, but monsters turned into spirits.

Spiders, poisonous snakes, centipedes, poisonous scorpions, all kinds of poisonous insects and monsters appeared in this Buddhist hall. Baiyun Temple, which was supposed to be a peaceful place for Buddhism, has now become a poisonous den.

"How could Baiyun'an become like this?"

Liang Yan stood in the Fusheng Palace, looking at the monster corpses around him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Isn't Baiyun Temple a branch of Luotian Mountain? Since it is the inheritance of a large Buddhist sect, it should not harbor evil and evil. Has there been any change here? Where is Xiong Yue'er?"

Thinking like this, Liang Yan casually captured a soul that had not completely dissipated and planned to search for its soul.

But at this moment, outside Baiyun Temple, a golden light fell to the ground, revealing the appearance of a young monk.

He held a Zen staff in his left hand and a string of Buddhist beads in his right hand. Before entering Baiyun Temple, he was already reciting sutras, which seemed to be a kind of salvation magic.

Liang Yan's consciousness had already covered the entire Baiyun Temple, so of course he was fully aware of this person's arrival.

He frowned, but did not stop the other party and allowed the young monk to walk into the Fusheng Hall.

"Amitabha!"

The young monk chanted a Buddhist chant, inserted his Zen staff by his side, clasped his hands together, and recited the sutra silently, with a look of pity in his eyes.

"The monks in Luo Tianshan are really merciful. What's there to save these poisonous insects and beasts?" Liang Yan glanced at him and said lightly.

"Senior doesn't know something."

The young monk raised his head and said softly: "What the young monk saved was not these monsters, but the innocent souls who died tragically in Baiyun Nunnery."

"Oh?" Liang Yan raised his eyebrows and asked, "You seem to know something about the situation here?"

The young monk sighed and said: "Baiyun Nunnery is a branch of our Luotian Mountain. Although this place is not within the sphere of influence of the sect, it is still very popular. The master of the nunnery, Master Chen Qing, is very profound in Buddhism and has recruited many female disciples with wisdom. , punishing evil and promoting good, and upholding the right path in this wilderness area, your reputation is excellent."

"It's a pity that the situation in Antarctic Fairy Continent is now in turmoil, and all kinds of monsters and clowns have come out to cause trouble. The young monk has seen too many tragic things along the way. I originally had a glimmer of hope, but I didn't expect that Baiyun Temple was not spared."

At this point, the young monk's face became even more pitiful. He placed the beads in his hand on the ground, then sat cross-legged and began to chant sutras in a low voice.

Liang Yan glanced at him and didn't bother him for the time being. Instead, he activated his spiritual power to search for the spider spirit's remaining soul.

Soon, he understood everything here.

Sure enough, as the young monk said, demons are causing trouble in this area. Six thousand miles away from Baiyun Temple, there is a high mountain called Tuofeng Mountain. There is an enlightened demon on Tuofeng Mountain who calls himself "Ancestor Huang Feng".

In the spider spirit's memory, this "Huang Feng Patriarch" had unfathomable hands and eyes, and his strength was unfathomable. However, he had reached a bottleneck in his practice and needed the relics of eminent monks to break through the bottleneck, so he spread the word and asked the surrounding goblins to collect the relics for him.

Buddhist relics are equivalent to the golden elixir of Confucian and Taoist monks. The master of Baiyun Temple is at the peak of Juyuan and has not yet broken through the golden elixir, so naturally there is no relic.

However, these goblins didn't know where they got the news, saying that there was a very important person in Baiyun Temple, and Luo Tianshan would send a disciple of the Golden Core Realm to pick him up in the next few days.

Therefore, in order to curry favor with "Ancestor Huangfeng", these goblins united and bloodbathed Baiyun Temple, and set up a large formation to ambush the disciples of Luo Tianshan who came here.

It's just that they never dreamed that Liang Yan would arrive here first. By chance, they mistook this evil god for a disciple of Luo Tianshan, thus destroying themselves.