The strange sound of wooden fish slowly came, echoing slowly, as if resounding in people's hearts.

Zhang Yuan and the little Taoist priest all showed deep vigilance.

"When I came, my master only asked me to put the gourd in this temple, but I didn't tell me that there were people in the temple?"

The little Taoist priest's suspicious way.

"Go in and take a look!"

Zhang Yuan held the Xueyin Knife tightly and said.

"good."

The little Taoist nodded.

The two walked forward.

In the ruins, a small ancient temple was extremely abrupt, with peaceful golden light emitting from the ancient temple. The closer you get, the more you can feel a faint warmth.

The sound of the wooden fish echoed in his ears, as if accompanied by the Buddhist Zen singing, making people feel relaxed like never before.

Soon, they arrived in front of the temple.

The space inside the temple is not too large. The two doors are open and several ancient Buddha statues stand inside. The faint golden light emits from those Buddha statues.

Below the Buddha statue, a thin figure wearing a cassock and facing away from them, knocking on wooden fish again and again.

Zhang Yuan quietly visualized Cihang's wise eyes and looked at the figure.

In his eyes, this figure gradually became black and white, and faint golden light slowly emanated from the figure's body, peaceful and quiet.

He was secretly shocked.

There is Buddha's light hidden in your body, which is probably a real Buddhist power!

“No danger.”

Zhang Yuan said.

The little Taoist priest also secretly used his heavenly eyes, looked at the old monk, nodded and said, "There is Buddha light in his body, and he should be an orthodox Buddhist."

They were about to walk towards the temple.

Just then!

"Amitabha, two donors should be careful."

A Buddhist chant rang behind him without any warning.

The two of them looked stunned and looked back.

I saw a light golden figure appearing behind them at some point, wearing a broken cassock, with a sallow complexion, a merciful look on his face, his hands folded, and he was quietly watching them.

Both of them showed strange looks, looked at the old monk, and then looked at the figures in the temple.

Zhang Yuan visualized Cihang's wise eyes again and looked at the old monk.

The old monk's body was peaceful and quiet, and there was also a faint golden light.

He was confused.

"Why did the master say this?"

"I have been sitting in the process of being transformed for many years. I can't bear to see the two donors die here. Please follow me."

The old monk clasped his hands together and spoke.

"You're dead?"

Zhang Yuan showed a strange look and looked over again with Cihang's wise eyes.

Is this a ghost monk?

Where is the figure in that room?

The little Taoist priest was also surprised and used his heavenly eye power again to look into the old monk's body. He soon found wisps of gray dead aura in the faint golden light.

However, the death aura was extremely faint, and was suppressed by the Buddha's light in his body. When he observed it before, he didn't see any of it.

The little Taoist priest was shocked and turned to look at the monk in the temple.

The monk's body was still shining with a faint golden light.

There is no death energy, nor any abnormality.

The sound of wooden fish is heard, peaceful and quiet.

"All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows, like dew and lightning. You should make such observations. The two donors, be careful of being invaded by external demons, and please go to the temple to avoid them."

The monks in the temple made a peaceful voice, which sounded calm in their hearts, as if they were returning to the Pure Land, and they couldn't help but abandon everything.

Zhang Yuan and the little Taoist priest were both shocked.

Invasion by external demons?

Could this ghost monk in front of you be an external demon?

There was a hint of caution in Zhang Yuan and the little Taoist priest's eyes.

But they didn't go to the temple immediately because they were not sure who they should believe.

"Amitabha Buddha, in the Dharma-Ending Time, there are demon sons and grandchildren who wear my cassock and destroy my Buddhism. Don't be fooled by the two donors."

The ghost monk behind him said.

Zhang Yuan and the other were even more surprised and looked at each other.

"The law cannot be used as the law. If it is impossible, it is also law. Now when we are unable to do so, how can the law be used? Two donors, please do not listen to the slander of external demons."

The monks in the temple heard a peaceful voice.

"Master Xiao Zhang, what should I do?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

The little Taoist priest was also blinded.

When he came, his master had never mentioned this situation.

A ghost monk or a holy monk, who should I listen to?

The little Taoist priest hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's go in and open the formation first."

Zhang Yuan's face flashed and he nodded, "Okay."

"Amitabha."

The ghost monk behind him sighed, took out a relic from his hand, threw it out gently, and burst out the rays of light, and rushed towards the temple.

The relics bloomed with rays of rays of light, shining brightly and suddenly shone towards the monks in the temple.

The wooden fish's voice suddenly stopped.

The monk's body snarled, and a terrible black air appeared, and he suddenly turned around.

A face covered with black hair and rotten and ferocious face was revealed, and a hoarse voice was made in his mouth.

"Old monk, bad things for me!"

puff!

His body suddenly turned into a ball of golden light and disappeared.

Zhang Yuan and the little Taoist priest both stopped and were shocked.

The relics flew back and fell into the hands of the ghost monk again.

The body of the ghost monk suddenly became much dim, hazy and almost dissipated.

"Two donors, please come with me."

He clasped his hands together, his face was merciful, and he spoke.

Zhang Yuan and the others looked at each other in shock.

"Thank you for your salvation."

Zhang Yuan said.

If it weren't for this ghost monk, the two of them would have to be plotted against.

The two were led by the ghost monk and walked for several miles and came to a temple again.

However, this temple is extremely dilapidated, without any golden light, and the surrounding walls are covered with cracks and collapses in many places.

There is only one Buddha statue left in the temple.

"Master, that monk just now?"

Zhang Yuan couldn't help asking.

"In the broken hell, several passages were penetrated, and many existences escaped from that passage. The demon was one of them. He obtained the Buddha treasure in hell, and he fought in all directions. No one could control it. He practiced the temple next to me and confused the world. I could only rely on relics and deal with him."

The ghost monk spoke.
To be continued...