The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

After coming out of the Dragon Temple, Mo Lian rushed directly outside the city.

There are many religious temples in Jinling City, but they are far less than the number outside the city. Over the years, all the famous magicians have set up temples here, and there are countless schools. It is not an exaggeration to say that there are thousands of schools of thought.

But even so, there are many experts among the thousands of religious views.

After Mo Lian came out of the city, she went straight to a religious temple on Qixia Mountain.

Three years ago, a wealthy businessman from Jinling City donated and built a religious temple here. Although it is not too big, it is a religious temple that you cannot ignore within this hundred-mile radius.

The owner of the temple is named Master Liansheng.

There are only a few people in this Southern Dynasty religious monastery who dare to take the title of leader.

At first there were still people who were dissatisfied, and there were countless people who came to debate scriptures and fight with Dharma, but they were defeated one after another by the leader of Liansheng.

The leader of Liansheng Cult was indifferent and did not care about anything. Over time, he became a famous master in Jinling City.

Dignitaries, nobles, and many wealthy businessmen have donated money one after another, even the current Holy Emperor is the same. He can be said to be a guest in Jinling City.

But such a character has not appeared for a year.

Rumor has it that Master Liansheng has entered a critical moment and is in retreat for enlightenment.

This Liansheng Temple is originally a Western religious tradition, but at this time, Mo Lian, who claimed to be a temple blessing from the Dragon Temple, rushed over, which really seemed a bit weird.

Fortunately, no one knows that this ink lotus is the temple blessing of the Dragon Temple.

After a journey of more than ten miles, Mo Lian's face was not red, her heart was not beating, as if she had just left home, but the trace of worry between her brows still looked obvious.

He raised his hand and knocked on the closed door. After waiting for a moment, the door slowly opened, and a young man in a green robe stuck his head out to take a look at Mo Lian.

"Donor, I have something to do in Xiaoguan today. I hope..."

The young man hadn't finished speaking, but he heard Mo Lian say: "I want to meet with Master Liansheng, please let me know!"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "The temple master is in retreat."

Mo Lian ignored the other party and directly took out a small lotus flower from his sleeve. The lotus flower was ink-colored, as if it were carved from ink jade.

Looking at the lotus in Mo Lian's hand, the young man was stunned for a moment, and his expression suddenly changed.

After looking up at Mo Lian carefully, he said, "Donor, I'll go in and report later."

As soon as the lotus flower was taken out, the young man remembered the previous instructions from the contemporary master and did not dare to neglect at all. He turned around and rushed towards the quiet room.

In just a moment, Mo Lian, who had been turned away just now, was taken outside a house by the young man.

"The donor has taken it upon himself to resign."

Mo Lian nodded, and when she saw the young man leaving, she turned her gaze to the quiet room in front of her.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Lian bowed and said loudly: "Disciple Mo Lian, I have met the master!"

After the words fell, there was a brief silence, and then a warm voice was heard coming from the room.

"I once said that if it's no big deal, you'd better not come to me."

The voice came, and it didn't sound suspicious at all, but Mo Lian still trembled, obviously a little scared.

"Master, someone went to the Dragon Temple."

The quiet room instantly became quiet. After a moment of silence, a voice came again.

"The Dragon Temple has been passed down for thousands of years. Since the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, people have worshiped and worshiped. It is understandable that some people go there. Do you want to report such a small thing?"

Mo Lian heard the dissatisfaction in the voice, and although she was scared, she still gritted her teeth and insisted: "Master, that person moved the formation."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the quiet room was suddenly opened by a stream of air, and the situation in the quiet room was clearly visible.

In an empty room, on a lotus-shaped futon, a gentle-looking young man suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Mo Lian.

"What did you say!?"

Although there was not much shock on his face, he could still tell from his tone that Master Liansheng was shocked by the news.

The formations in the Dragon Temple were created by Liansheng, and he knew exactly how good they were.

Not to mention that no one in the mortal world can see it, even a quasi-sage first-class immortal god will not see any flaws when he comes here.

After I came to the mortal world, I found that Western religion and the three religions seemed to be popular in this world, but the one with the most profound foundation was the Dragon Temple.

Just thinking about the Dragon King Ao Fan enshrined in the dragon temple, Liansheng felt that there was no need to directly touch Ao Fan's bad luck.

However, the luck and merit behind the dragon temple were what he urgently needed. In desperation, he could only choose a few inconspicuous dragon temples and place his lotus on the dragon god's appearance.

And through the formation, his aura is completely covered. Unless the saint comes in person, even the quasi-sage cannot see anything wrong.

Through this method over the years, Liansheng has diverted a lot of the power of merit and luck from the Dragon Temple.

Although these are inconspicuous to Zhenhai Dragon Palace, they are of great benefit to Liansheng.

In just a few years, most of his injuries have healed.

And he stayed under the shelter of others, practicing the Western teachings under the eyes of this Western religion.

As the saying goes, a great hermit hides in the city. People from the Western religion and the three religions are searching for themselves, but they never thought that they would hide in the name of the Western religion.

Although he has some reputation, he has not been noticed by anyone.

Now Mo Lian comes to report that her formation in the Dragon Temple was actually touched. Doesn't it mean that a saint has gone into the Dragon Temple?

A hint of sadness flashed between his eyebrows. After thinking for a long time, Liansheng frowned and murmured in a low voice: "How is it possible? That saint in the world is so idle that he always goes to his own temple to check?"

Mo Lian, the leader of Liansheng Cult, lowered his head and said nothing. After a long time, he actually said such a sentence, and he felt a little anxious.

The formation was passive. Thinking about the appearance of the other party before, it was obvious that he was a practitioner.

Although I don't know the cultivation level of the other party, looking at the reaction of Master Liansheng, it is definitely not that simple.

After a while, Liansheng looked up at Mo Lian and asked, "Do you remember what that person looked like?"

Mo Lian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly frowned after thinking about it: "No, I don't remember."

The tone was full of surprise, and even Mo Lian had a look of horror on his face.

I remember things, remember everything that person did, but I can't remember what the other person looks like.

When Liansheng saw Mo Lian's appearance and heard the other party say such words, alarm bells rang in his heart.

He really is a saint!

Only saints have such ability. Who would have thought that the saints in the Dragon Palace would be so bored that they would come to the mortal world to check the situation of the Dragon Temple in person.

There are not many people who are called saints in the Dragon Palace, but there are quite a few quasi-sages.

Recalling the strength of the Dragon Palace, Liansheng suddenly felt for a moment whether the person coming was a quasi-sage of the Dragon Palace.

After all, this quasi-sage of Dragon Palace is not an ordinary quasi-sage.