Golden Forbidden Land: I am at the highest level, exploring the secrets of immortality

At night.

The wind and snow were still raging.

After packing up some things, the master went out with us carrying a suitcase. He was just dressed up. I asked if he should change into monk's clothes, but the master said it was unnecessary.

We followed the master's footsteps, went out of the temple, and walked straight ahead.

At this time, we couldn't tell the direction around us.

If it was really an outsider who broke in, it would be dangerous. We didn't meet many people along the way, and most of the surroundings were covered with pine forests and white snow, and people were no longer visible.

After walking for more than half an hour, we were exhausted.

"How long will it take?"

Li Da Kui panted.

"It's just ahead."

The master pointed to the place in front of him where countless oil lamps flickered. There was nothing there, just like what we found just now. It was just a thatched house. How could it be...

When we walked in, it was just like what we found just now. There was nothing else. It was just a thatched house. There was a padlock hanging outside. It looked like no one had lived in this thatched house for a long time, so the thatch on the roof was about to collapse.

I asked the master, are you sure it's here?

The master nodded.

You can't judge a person by his appearance, and you can't measure the sea water. The more inconspicuous things are, the more cautious you should be.

I was speechless for a moment.

"Let's go in."

We pushed the thatched house open directly. At this time, there was a raised water tank on the ground. There was no water in it. The master jumped in first, followed by the name. The three of us looked at each other and jumped in one by one.

There was indeed another world below.

The master said that this was a shortcut, and taking shortcuts must pay some price.

A few minutes later, almost everyone of us appeared in a basement with dusty faces, and opened a door according to the wooden sign left behind.

We never thought that this door was completely like a palace. There was only one room, but there were some ancient Buddha statues carved on a table about ten meters long in front of us, which was extremely exquisite. The ceiling above my head depicts some heroic epics and Buddhist beliefs.

All around, there are Buddhist utensils.

The largest of the golden beads is estimated to be the size of a person's head, shining with colorful light. It is no exaggeration to say that the Queen Mother's banquet is no more than this. Buddhist utensils, gold, silver and jade, are everywhere.

It is like an ancient imperial palace, full of jewels and treasures.

However, Buddhism is different from the secular world. The more precious the utensils, the more valuable they are. Of course, this value is not measured in RMB, but in integrity, faith and so-called magic power to measure the preciousness of a thing.

After the master who came in worshiped the Buddha statue, lit incense and chanted scriptures, and then officially took his seat, we followed behind the master, not daring to speak lightly.

There are all kinds of monks in this hall. They are dressed in different and colorful clothes. There are two inspectors at the door, waiting to verify our wooden signs. After passing, they guided us to a hall.

Then after saying some simple things, it was over.

"Masters, welcome!"

Soon, a mage spoke at the top of the hall.

The mage was followed by five or six people, all dressed in colorful clothes, with some colors painted on their faces, which was quite strange.

"It has been decades, and I haven't received the token. I wonder what the important matter is this time?"

Someone below spoke.

"Yes, could it be that something happened again? The donation ceremony is about to start, and this is a very important time."

"That scripture is too important for us, and we can't let it go wrong."

There was a lot of discussion below, and the so-called mage above did not stop it, but just looked around us.

Like us, many masters of temples have some people behind them to watch over the house. These people are dressed in strange clothes. I even saw the old poisonous thing from Nanyang. Obviously, this guy is here too. Seeing this, I quickly moved my position, hoping not to be discovered.

After all, there are more than a hundred people in this hall, and it is really a bit like finding a needle in a haystack to recognize one person from them.

If I'm not mistaken, this is more like a power distribution meeting.

"Okay, masters, be quiet."

The monk said.

Soon, there was silence all around.

"This time, we got a piece of news about the old abbot of Ci'en Temple."

After the monk finished speaking, the crowd below was like a pot of boiling water, and everyone was stunned.

"Hasn't the old abbot disappeared for many years?"

"Yes."

"No, he is not missing, but imprisoned." The monk said this, and his words suddenly became fierce.

"What?"

Everyone was furious.

However, I was the only one who noticed that a monk in the northeast corner seemed a little uneasy, with cold sweat on his forehead.

The man behind him unconsciously pressed his shoulder, and then he recovered his expression a little.

"Damn it, if I knew who imprisoned the old abbot, I would kill him."