Stone Buddha Temple.

Foothills.

Above the bluestone steps, fallen leaves are everywhere.

The autumn wind blows, and the chill surges.

Zhong Shenxiu was wearing a white robe and a Shura mask on her face, and slowly climbed up the stairs.

"Birds singing in the mountains are even more secluded..."

He chanted a few words casually, walked to the end of the steps, and saw the Buddhist ancestral temple.

The yellow walls and red tiles were covered with the temple door, and a thick layer of dust was accumulated on the incense burner.

I don’t know how long it hasn’t been here for pilgrims.

"Where are all the monks in Shifo Temple? The Immortal Evil Emperor comes to worship the mountain!"

Zhong Shenxiu's voice was bright and turned into a mysterious song of the demon, spreading into the temple, looking for living people.

‘Holy monk, don’t blame me for the spirit of heaven…I just got some benefits…’

He murmured in his heart, and it didn't take long before he saw the temple gate open and a group of masters and monks walked out.

Monk Jingfan was also among them, proclaiming the Buddha's name with no expression on his face.

"It turns out that the Evil Emperor has arrived... I have known all the donor's purpose, so I will go to the temple to talk about it."

An old monk put his hands together and saluted respectfully.

‘Uh… so polite, how can I fight?’

Zhong Shenxiu rolled her eyes secretly, feeling like she was hitting the cotton with one punch.

He thought about it and did not speak harshly, but followed him into Shifo Temple.

"The donor forgives his sins. Since the Holy Monk was destroyed, my Shifo Temple has decided to enshrine the temple and will not see any foreign guests, so there is not much preparation..."

After entering the wing room, a little novice monk brought tea, and the old monk confessed to the crime.

"Oh? You already know the passing of the Holy Monk?"

Zhong Shenxiu didn't care if he thought that the temples under Shifo Temple were spread all over the world.

"Before the death of the holy monk, he used the great power of heart-to-heart seal to convey the decree to us..." The old monk stood up and bowed respectfully: "Jingfan, you will take the evil emperor to the Buddha forest."

“Abide by the law.”

Monk Jingfan's face was as crystal clear as jade, as if his martial arts had made great progress. At this time, he took a step forward, with no sadness or joy in his expression: "Please, Evil Emperor!"

Zhong Shenxiu nodded, followed Monk Jingfan, and walked into the depths of the Shifo Temple.

After turning around a large number of halls and squares, he came to a flat ground.

On the flat ground, there are stone Buddha statues sitting or lying. They have different appearances, different expressions, and lifelike.

"This is the Buddhist forest of this temple..." Monk Jingfan led the way while explaining to Zhong Shenxiu: "It is the forbidden place of this temple, and the original is hidden."

"Oh? Thank you very much."

Zhong Shenxiu smiled hoarsely.

"Amitabha, since it was the holy monk's final decision, the temple is naturally all over and over... After doing this, the Shifo Temple will truly close the mountain gate and stop interacting with the outside world."

Jingfan nodded and walked to the middle of the Buddha's forest with Zhong Shenxiu.

Although this place seems to be a square, Zhong Shenxiu could sense that there were patrols of the master-level monks around him.

Even if it is an Iron Blood God Captain, he may not be able to break in without disturbing others.

'This Stone Buddha Temple looks like a hollow big radish. Once the holy monk dies, the great master will be cut off. No wonder he has to close the mountain gate and temporarily surrender to the court... In this way, is that fairy Su Yin really still alive?'

All kinds of thoughts surged out of Zhong Shenxiu's heart.

He looked at the stone Buddha statues that were taller than others around him, and suddenly he felt cold again.

"Amitabha."

Jingfan led Zhong Shenxiu to a reclining Buddha before Gao Xuan’s name: “My temple is here…”

Zhong Shenxiu also looked at the reclining Buddha.

Its whole body showed a gray stone color, and it was lying on its side, with big ears on its face, and a smile was always open, but its eyes seemed to contain extreme pain.

"This is the first generation of Bodhidharma holy monk... It is extremely strange. He can cultivate into a stone Buddha's body, but it is easy to get into a demon and turn into a stone statue... This Buddha forest was transformed by a monk who has not been able to comprehend the Stone Buddha Temple for all generations and has become a demon."

Jingfan's voice was slow and slow: "The Evil Emperor wants to see it, please be careful."

‘Is it the petrified body of one of the four great books the first generation of Bodhidharma monks?’

Zhong Shenxiu nodded, looked at the stone Buddha statues and found more differences.

Some of them waved their hands and danced randomly, while others seemed to have entered the state of great bliss and great joy.

Some of them have distorted faces, as if they saw some hideous monster, trapped in the eighteen levels of hell...

All of these were affected.

"If you fail to practice, you will become a fossil Buddha?"

Zhong Shenxiu asked: "That first generation of holy monk is..."

"It's strange and unpredictable. Even if you succeed in practicing, you will also have petrification symptoms when you die... Perhaps, this is the rumored golden body of the Arhat?"

Monk Jingfan gave an explanation.

Although the golden body should sound golden, the stone is also immortal and can last forever.

"Little monk, do you have a lot of ideas? Do you want to enter my devil's path?"

Zhong Shenxiu laughed.

"The little monk cannot be arrogant. Wait outside the Buddha forest. Please tell the little monk if the donor has any instructions..."

Monk Jingfan was not stimulated at all, and after performing his ritual, he withdrew from the Buddha Forest.

“It’s really boring…”

Zhong Shenxiu curled her lips and sat cross-legged in front of Shi Buddha, a little excited: "I've been stumbling for so long, and finally got into the four great books..."

...

Before we knew it, a day passed.

Zhong Shenxiu sat cross-legged in front of the stone statue, finally adjusted his own state and began to try to comprehend.

‘Speaking of this… these four great books are probably the kind of method that is too rational and may not be able to understand success… But you can’t ask Monk Jingfan to ask some wine and meat to cheer up, right?’

With the moonlight, Zhong Shenxiu glanced at the figure outside the Buddha forest and gave up this idea.

After all, I am still an acquaintance, so it is not good to cheat the other person like this.

In the darkness, the stone Buddha statues seemed to have come alive.

Zhong Shenxiu could sense that in the darkness, there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him.

Huh!

The breeze was originally just the most common natural phenomenon, but when you passed through this Buddha forest, it suddenly became different.

Woo woo!

The sound of the wind took a strange change in Zhong Shenxiu's ears, rising and falling, gradually becoming blurred, as if there was a shout mixed in it.

It was a shrill and low voice.

It was just repeating and chanting two words: "Da Mohjong, Great Demon! Da Mohjong, Great Demon!"

These sounds were almost like iron hammers, knocking in the hearts of everyone who heard them.

Outside the Buddha Forest, Jingfan trembled all over and couldn't help but avoid a distance: "In this night, even monks dared to patrol the Buddha Forest. It is said that a lot of people have driven crazy... Jingming, is it the same?"
Chapter completed!