Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

In Li Huowang's impression. Most of the temples are built on the mountain, and temples built in the city are relatively rare.

But that's not what he cares about. What he cares more about now is the name of the temple that the pilgrims just mentioned, "Zhengde Temple?"

Li Huowang immediately recalled what Zhengkun said to Danyangzi before he died. They seemed to have been chased and killed by the monks of Zhengde Temple.

His heart began to beat faster, he had found the right place, and after so many things along the way, he finally arrived.

At this moment, following a turn, the light in front of him suddenly became clear.

The clean and tidy stone slabs rushed all the way to the bottom of the wide stairs, and at the end of the hundreds of stairs, a solemn temple with burgundy walls lingered in cigarettes came into view.

The black plaque above the tall temple gate has three characters written in vermilion, Zhengde Temple,

The first couplet: The seed of virtue is perfect because of the Dharma body, the bottom couplet: The water and the moon show the dignity of the jade cover.

Under the heyday of the incense, the entire temple was shrouded in white smoke, and it looked very immortal.

"Little Daoist, I won't accompany you in. Please do it. By the way, Xijing is different from Jianye. There is a curfew at night. Remember to come back before dark."

Li Huowang took a deep breath and walked towards the crowded steps.

Following the pilgrims, they walked all the way into the temple, and there were several halls in front of them.

At this moment, Li Huowang stood there like a reef of people, looking at everything around him.

The temple was found, but the next question stumped him, how should he contact the monks in this temple?

You directly say that you are a disciple of Danyangzi? I'm afraid that if I don't die, I will be slapped to death by them.

Before Li Huowang could come up with a countermeasure, the monk from Zhengde Temple came over first. After all, even in the crowded crowd, Li Huowang's robe was too conspicuous.

As soon as the other party opened his mouth, the pure taste of Buddhism was not comparable to the old monk before. "Amitabha, the poor monk Jianzhuan is polite."

Seeing the wealthy monk in front of him put his hands together, Li Huowang immediately returned the salute. "Master, it's a pleasure to meet you, in Xia Xuanyang."

"As a disciple of Xuanmen, the donor must not come to this temple to burn incense and worship Buddha, right? Please come here."

Looking at the lively crowd around, Li Huowang nodded and followed him towards the side door next to him.

Looking at the scar on the monk's head in front of him, Li Huowang began to think about what to say next.

The two of them shuttled between the majestic temples, and the noise of the crowd at the door gradually receded. In the end, they stopped in front of a group of stone tables and benches under a yellow ginkgo tree.

"Donor, please." Monk Jian Zhuan sat down, turning a string of Buddha beads with both hands.

He didn't ask Li Huowang which school or faction, nor did he ask Li Huowang, and he showed the innocence of Buddhist disciples incisively and vividly.

After thinking for a while, Li Huowang looked at the monk in front of him. "Danyangzi is dead."

With a "slap" sound, the yellow-brown Buddha beads were scattered everywhere.

Seeing the fat monk standing up in front of him, Li Huowang nodded secretly.

You can't go wrong, the monks here really had contact with Dan Yangzi.

"That Niubi Old Daoist is really dead? This matter is of great importance, and the donors are invited to come together."

Since you want to know the answer, of course you have to tell the other party enough information.

Apart from concealing himself and taking away the so-called book from heaven, Li Huowang told the monk in front of him everything that happened in Qingfengguan.

"Master, can Dan Yangzi really become an immortal in that situation?"

Speaking of this, Li Huowang leaned forward slightly, and continued to ask with a solemn expression: "Or maybe he has become something else?"

A breeze blew past, rustling the golden leaves of the ginkgo tree nearby.

"Did the donor really hear that Dan Yangzi is talking in your ear?" Jian Zhuan, who had an equally dignified expression, confirmed it again.

"Well, it's absolutely true, and it's not just a hallucination, but also an abnormality of joy."

Recalling the scene at that time, Li Huowang's eyes showed a trace of irritability.

"The God of Joy, who couldn't be seen directly, was going to climb out of the darkness to eat me, but his body hidden in the darkness seemed to be pulled by something."

"Although there is no reason, but I have a guess in my heart that the one who pulls Death in the dark is Dan Yangzi, Dan Yangzi after becoming an immortal."

After thinking for a while with a serious expression, Jian Zhuan stood up. "Donor, please wait a moment, this matter is very important."

After speaking, Jian Zhuan folded his hands towards Li Huowang, turned around and left in a hurry.

Although the other party didn't say anything, his attitude has already expressed some information.

Li Huowang raised his head and looked at the clouds in the sky. "Sure enough, things about Danyangzi didn't end so easily."

Jian Zhuan came back faster than Li Huowang imagined, at most only half a column of incense, and he hurried back with a new string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

"Master Xuanyang, please, the abbot wants to see you in person."

The Zhengde Temple is very large. After Li Huowang shuttled between the temples for a while, he finally found himself in front of a magnificent hall.

Through the hall gate with eight doors, Li Huowang saw a huge and majestic golden Buddha with a height of more than ten meters and five sitting cross-legged with different postures.

On the futon in front of the five golden Buddhas ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ sits a figure wearing a cassock, with a five-Buddha hat similar to a Tang monk on his head.

After Li Huowang walked in, he heard the monk chanting the sutras. Because the hall was empty enough, the sound of chanting the sutras even had an ethereal echo.

Under the gaze of the five giant golden Buddhas, Li Huowang involuntarily started to slow down.

The chanting stopped, and the monk sitting on the futon slowly turned around.

Li Huowang was surprised when he saw the monk's appearance.

It was an old abbot with white eyebrows and beard. What surprised him was not his unusually kind appearance, but his eyes.

Those were a pair of pink eyes. After spending so long together, Li Huowang could recognize it at a glance. Like Bai Lingmiao, he suffered from albinism.

"Amitabha, Lao Na Xinhui is polite." Abbot Xinhui folded his hands together and said calmly.

"In Xia Xuanyang, I met the abbot." Li Huowang sat down facing his face after salute.

"Abbot, about Danyangzi—"

Li Huowang's words were halfway through when he was blocked by the raised hand of the other party.

"Master Xuanyang, do you know the five Buddhas in this temple?"

Seeing Li Huowang shaking his head, Xinhui explained while stroking his white beard: "Vairocana Tathagata in the Vajra Realm, Aku Buddha in the Eastern Fragrant World, Baosheng Buddha in the Southern Joy World, Amitabha Buddha in the Western Ultimate Bliss World, and Lotus in the Northern Realm. The world becomes a Buddha, and they are collectively called the Tathagata of the Five Wisdoms."

Li Huowang couldn't help but feel a little anxious. What did the monk mean when he said these outrageous words to himself.

"Abbot, I'll talk about this later when I have time. I dare to ask what Danyangzi has become now?"

Xinhui put her hands together and looked at Li Huowang calmly again. "He became a Buddha."

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