Supreme Alchemy

The old monk's voice was clear and transparent.

He spoke in the language of the ancient and modern times, so that Xiao Changfeng and Ji Ruge could understand.

However, this mountain and this temple were too strange, which made Ji Ruge unconsciously grab the corner of Xiao Changfeng's clothes, with a hint of fear in her beautiful eyes.

Xiao Changfeng was not afraid, and at this moment he strode out and headed towards the small temple.

"There is a yin energy."

Ji Ruge's pretty face was full of fear, and at this time she carefully reminded Xiao Changfeng, hoping that he would not go over.

"It's okay."

Xiao Changfeng smiled faintly and continued to move forward.

Ji Ruge didn't dare to stay alone. Although she was afraid in her heart, she still followed Xiao Changfeng.

Soon, the two came to the small temple.

Creak!

The shabby temple door opened, and a small head poked out from it.

This was a little monk, about seven or eight years old, with a pair of innocent big eyes.

He looked at Xiao Changfeng and Ji Ruge curiously.

However, the little monk came out with a mission, so he did not completely hide behind the door.

He walked out from behind the door with a little shyness, clasping his hands together.

"Two donors, the master has been waiting inside for a long time."

The little monk stepped aside to make way for Xiao Changfeng and Ji Ruge to enter.

At this time, the fear on Ji Ruge's face became stronger. She tugged at the corner of Xiao Changfeng's clothes, hoping to stop him.

However, Xiao Changfeng still had a faint smile on his face and stepped in.

Ji Ruge had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow Xiao Changfeng in.

When passing by the little monk, the little monk showed an innocent smile.

But it scared Ji Ruge so much that she almost sat on the ground.

Xiao Changfeng strolled leisurely and entered the small temple.

The small temple was not big, and the head could be seen at a glance.

On the ground, there were some mossy stone slabs, but they had been in disrepair for many years, with a piece missing in the east and a piece missing in the west.

It was bumpy and extremely shabby.

A stone Buddha statue, two cushions, a lamp, and a stick of sandalwood.

This is everything in the temple.

But these are also very dilapidated.

The Buddha statue is mottled and very old, and a lot of stone chips have fallen off. It does not look compassionate, but rather a bit eerie and scary.

The cushion is tattered, and hay leaks out of it.

The green lamp is missing a corner, and the light is not bright, swaying slightly, making the light in the temple a little dim.

As for the stick of sandalwood, it is burning in front of the Buddha statue. The sandalwood is as thick as a finger, and the incense is curling.

Under the Buddha statue, there is an old monk sitting on the cushion.

This monk's age cannot be seen, he is really too old.

His face is full of wrinkles, and even his eyes can't be seen clearly, there is only a gap.

His eyebrows have long been gray, and even his teeth have fallen off completely, leaving none.

His body is even more skinny, skin and bones.

It's like a piece of human skin, covered on a skeleton.

This made his patched monk's robe look very large and empty.

"Ghost!"

Seeing the old monk, Ji Ruge screamed in fear, breaking the silence in the small temple.

She was so scared that she trembled all over, and she closed her eyes tightly, not daring to look again.

However, Xiao Changfeng looked normal and fearless.

"I am very honored to have you come from afar. Please take a seat."

Although the old monk was about to die, he was very old.

But his voice was very clear, not turbid.

At this time, he placed another cushion in front of Xiao Changfeng and motioned him to sit down.

Ji Ruge trembled, and Xiao Changfeng sat down slowly.

At this time, the little monk came in, struggling to hold two cups of tea, and placed them in front of Xiao Changfeng and Ji Ruge.

"Please have some tea, benefactor!"

The little monk put down the tea, bowed, and smiled innocently again.

Ji Ruge closed her eyes tightly, hiding behind Xiao Changfeng and shivering. She dared not even look at him, let alone drink tea.

However, Xiao Changfeng picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Well, good tea!"

Xiao Changfeng praised and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

"Master should not be from this era, right?"

Xiao Changfeng put down the teacup and asked with interest.

Master Jie Bei's face was full of wrinkles, and his expression and eyes could not be seen clearly.

Perhaps it was because he had not talked to anyone for too long.

Master Jie Bei was willing to talk more with Xiao Changfeng.

"Alas, the years have passed, and the times are indeed different from the past."

Master Jie Bei's words acknowledged his origin.

He is not from this era, not even from the ancient and modern times.

"According to the name of this era, I should have been born in ancient times and lived in the world."

People from the ancient times?

If this news spreads, it will shock the world.

The ancient times are at least 500,000 years ago.

Even a strong man in the God Realm cannot live so long.

"I converted to Buddhism since I was young, fasted and chanted scriptures day and night, and later I received the mercy of Buddha and entered the God Realm and achieved the status of Arhat."

"Unfortunately, I was unable to get rid of the karma and was trapped here, year after year, unable to escape."

Master Jiebei introduced himself.

He turned out to be a strong man in the God Realm.

Although I don't know what realm it is, those who can achieve the status of Arhat are definitely extraordinary.

However, being trapped here and unable to leave is also a kind of sadness.

"Everything I have learned was given to me by the Buddha. So the end is approaching. I don't want my Buddhist scriptures to be cut off. I hope I can find someone who is destined to pass them on."

Master Jiebei raised his head slightly and looked at Xiao Changfeng with narrowed eyes.

It seems that the destined person is Xiao Changfeng.

A powerful Arhat from ancient times, his inheritance is absolutely extraordinary.

And it is also one of the three major forces, Buddhism.

If he can inherit it, he might be able to break through the divine realm and become a new Arhat in the future.

This is a huge temptation and an opportunity that is hard to refuse.

"Why doesn't the master pass it on to the little master?"

With a smile on his face, Xiao Changfeng glanced at the little monk who was secretly observing him.

When it comes to inheritance, this young monk is obviously more suitable.

"Zhiyun is the same as Lao Na. Year by year, he is trapped here and cannot pass away. He can only stay here with Lao Na for a long time."

Master Jiebei shook his head and said.

Although this young monk seems young, he should be from the same era as Master Jie Bei.

His true age is frighteningly old.

Therefore there is no way to escape.

"Donor, I am abrupt. I wonder if the benefactor is willing to accept my Buddha's mantle."

Master Jiebei spoke slowly, full of fatal temptation.

Arhat's inheritance has become a mysterious law. This is something that many people can only hope for but cannot achieve.

At this time, Master Jie Bei looked kind and kind, like a kind old monk.

But Xiao Changfeng laughed.

"If it were someone else, I might not be able to resist your temptation, but how can you hide this little trick from me?"

Xiao Changfeng smiled, and his smile gradually faded, with a cold light in his eyes:

"Master, I'm afraid he covets my body and wants to seize it!"