"Maybe it's my illusion." Yang Fan smiled.

The carriage followed the mountain road and headed towards the depths of the Hanyuan Mountains. During this process, Yang Fan heard the melodious and peaceful bell ringing again, and it became more obvious and stronger.

"This is really weird..."

Yang Fan was puzzled, but at this moment, the Nine Nether Demonic Aura in his body was a little restless, as if he had a feeling of disgust.

The Nine Nether Demonic Qi? The Pure Land of Buddhism? The auspicious Qi?

An idea suddenly flashed through Yang Fan's mind, and he quickly figured out the reason.

It is indeed not the time when the temple rings bells and recites scriptures. Even if there are, it is impossible to pass so far.

The bell sound should represent an invisible power, which is the auspicious aura that covers Qingyuan Temple and Hanyuan Mountain.

The reason why Yang Fan could feel this power was perhaps because of his high realm, or perhaps because of the keen hostility of the Nine Nether Demonic Qi in his body to the power of Buddhism.

The magical aura and the auspicious aura are the enemy of life and death, and they are mutually restrained. To a certain extent, Buddhism naturally has strong restraint on the magical aura.

As the carriage moved forward, the bell ringing sound in Yang Fan's mind became more and more intense and clear, which made him very disgusted.

"Hanyuanshan? Why did you choose to date here?"

Yang Fan sighed in his heart. He understood that it was not a wise choice to come to this Buddhist auspicious Pure Land with magic skills.

Fortunately, he was extremely confident in the hidden effect of the Xianhong Jue. Even if he dealt with a relatively rare Buddhist practitioner, it would be difficult for the other party to notice his magical aura.

"Qingyuan Temple... is here! is here!" the little princess exclaimed.

Soon, all four of them got off the carriage and had to rely on their feet to go up the mountain.

“There are so many people!”

As soon as Yang Fan got off the car, he found that countless people came to Hanyuan Mountain, most of whom were ordinary people, nobles, and even immortals. The former came to offer incense, but the latter's purpose was not to be guessed.

With his feet on the Buddhist Pure Land of Hanyuan Mountain, Yang Fan felt a little uncomfortable all over. After the auspicious aura entered his body, the Nine Nether Demonic Qi in his body became restless and tore it apart.

Yang Fan looked up at the temple on the top of the mountain, and a auspicious light could be seen faintly, covering the clouds in the sky, like a protective light.

"Go up."

Yang Fan raised his foot and walked upwards. The "netherworld Demon Flame" hidden deep in his dantian suddenly trembled slightly, and a faint wave rippled in the world with his steps.
Chapter completed!