Projection of the Heavens

It was the first time that Gu Shaoshang heard the bell ringing thirty-six times in the Hanging Temple after coming to the Hanging Temple. He went to the front hall with Gu Wei in surprise.

The two walked all the way to the main hall, but they didn't even see a monk along the way, so they couldn't help but feel even more curious.

"What are these monks doing mysteriously?"

Gu Shaoshang frowned, a faint shadow cast in his heart, and he faintly felt that this matter would still affect him.

......

The only most splendid part of the Hanging Temple is the Hanging Hall in front. This hall is dedicated to the ancestors of the Xuankong Temple.

After Gu Shaoshang came here, he realized that almost all the monks who were still in the Hanging Temple had arrived.

Gu Shaoshang watched from a distance, and in front of countless huge Buddha statues, an old monk with a slender figure and frosty eyebrows folded his hands and stood in front of him in silence.

Thousands of monks gathered in the hall, but there was no noise in the hall, and the quiet needle drop could be heard.

Da da!

Gu Shaoshang didn't care about this, he took some helpless consideration and strode into the hall.

Footsteps sounded in the quiet hall, but all the monks were silent.

"This time, ringing the bronze bell and summoning you to come, something really happened!"

The old monk standing in front suddenly opened his eyes and spoke slowly.

Although he was thin and looked old, Gu Shaoshang was startled as soon as he opened his mouth. The sound was louder than the previous bronze bell, making Gu Shaoshang's ears buzzing.

"Gang Gang hosted! I don't know what happened!"

In the crowd, an old monk in a yellow cassock stepped forward, walked through the crowd, and asked.

"Kun Wu, I stole the Sutra of the Buddha, the first of the six god-level secret scriptures of my Xuankong Temple!"

The old monk put his hands together and said lightly.

"What! Kun Wu defected? He also stole the Sutra of Buddha and I?"

"Why did he steal the scriptures and defect?"

"He himself has the qualification to practice the Sutra of Buddha and I, so why should he steal the sutra and defect?"

boom!

As soon as the old monk's voice fell, the monk below suddenly exploded, making a heaven-shattering noise.

Unexpectedly, the one that has been stolen for many years has just been recovered, and the first of the six classics, the sky-level one, has been stolen!

Even if these monks are mostly pure-hearted, they can't help but be held accountable at this time, and they don't even care that there is a contemplative-level Xuankong Temple in front of them!

"The monk of the Hanging Temple is unlucky enough! He has been stealing scriptures all the time!"

Gu Shaoshang stood at the end of the crowd, a little speechless.

At this time, he already knew that the secret manuals above the concentration level can not be copied at will. They must be at the concentration level or above. After completing the cultivation of this method, take the monster skins above the concentration level, or some exotic materials. Completed books can be burned on it.

And this book is handed down by the masters of the sky level. Let’s not say whether there are masters at the sky level in the Xuankong Temple at this time. Just do it!

In a word, things are troublesome!

"Gan Gang presided over! The Sutra of the Buddha and My Unique Respect has been handed over to you, but I don't know how Kunwu stole the Buddha and My Unique Sutra from your hands?"

The old monk who walked out of the crowd before shook his yellow robe and asked.

Although he bowed and saluted, his tone was full of displeasure.

The hall suddenly became quiet, all the monks fell silent, and no one dared to speak.

"Another concentration expert!"

Gu Shaoshang's pupils shrank, and he saw that the old monk in yellow cassock, although he didn't seem to have a strong cultivation base, was undoubtedly a master of concentration level.

"Junior Brother Qianyang, do you suspect that Lao Na is guarding himself and stealing?"

Gan Gang raised his head, his tone was indifferent, a pair of white eyebrows twitched, and a mountain-like aura suddenly burst out from his thin body, covering the entire hall mighty!

"Chief calm down!"

"Chief calm down!"

The aura of the god-level master suddenly erupted, and all the monks in the entire hall fell to the ground unbearably under the oppression of the tyrannical aura.

Click! Click!

In the main hall, the ground paved with the hardest bluestone was overwhelmed and suddenly sank, and countless cracks suddenly spread out like spider webs, all over the hall!

"Good monk!"

Gu Shao was heartbroken, and under this sudden burst of momentum, he couldn't help clenching his steel teeth and almost fell to the ground.

And Gu Zai, who was beside him, fell to the ground with a bang.

"Concentration level!"

Gu Shaoshang took a deep breath, his bones rattled, and he stood up against the old monk's aura.

Crackling!

Gu Shaoshang's muscles trembled, and the surrounding air made a series of explosions!

Whoa!

Gu Shaoshang stood up straight.

"Don't dare! Don't dare!"

The old monk in yellow robe straightened up, looked at Gan Gang with drooping eyebrows, and his tone was indifferent.

"Kun Xiang has already gone to catch up a few months ago. Since Junior Brother Qianyang has doubts about Senior Brother, he might as well go after him!"

Qian Yang put his hands together ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ expressionlessly restrained, glanced at Gu Shaoshang in the crowd, and said lightly.

"Abide by the decree of the presidency!"

Qian Yang put his hands together.

After speaking, he stepped a little and disappeared into the hall without seeing any movement.

"Get up!"

The old monk's expression did not change, his sleeves robes fluttered, and a mellow and vigorous force suddenly spread out, lifting up the monks who filled the hall at the same time.

"Thank you, host!"

The monks in the hall responded in unison, all lowered their eyes and kept silent.

Da da! Da da!

The old monk smiled slightly, walked through the crowd, and came to Gu Shaoshang.

"Not bad! Not bad! Master tomorrow will shave you in person!"

Gan Gang looked Gu Shaoshang up and down, nodded, and walked out of the hall.

"Shaved?"

Gu Shaoshang twitched the corners of his mouth, but without answering, he pulled Gu Jian aside, turned around and walked out of the hall.

"call!"

After leaving the hall, he took a deep breath. The old monk's aura was too amazing. At this time, his mind was extremely unstable: "Concentrate? God-level masters are indeed tyrannical."

"Let's go! The old monk will shave you tomorrow!"

Gu Shaoshang looked at the excited look and said lightly.

"Didn't the master say to shave you?"

Gu Jing came back to his senses, drove Gu Shaoshang and said, "Don't tell me, what are you trying to do?"

"Ha ha!"

Gu Shaoshang smiled without saying a word, and strode towards the room.

Taking into account the frown, he didn't say much, because his nephew had a lot of secrets, so it would be better for him not to interfere in his affairs.

......

The sun was shining, and the endless red light dyed the sea of ​​clouds in the sky. Gu Shaoshang sat on the top of the cliff, quietly closed his eyes, and entered the world in the mirror.