"That is Feng Hai, the true disciple of Xingsu Sect."

When Wang Lingguan saw Lin Fei, Zhou Yun was curious and introduced their previous grievances.

It's simple to say, it's all common in Luofu world. It's just that the two of them entered a monument and found a good piece of forging materials together. As a result, Wang Lingguan got it, and Feng Hai took it to grab it. Not only did he not grab it, but he was also broken one leg.

The original relationship between the two was not very good. After this incident, it was even more incompatible. Whenever they met, they would have to shout and fight and kill. Of course, Feng Hai's unilateral hatred was overwhelming. After several years, it has not been erased, but instead became obsession.

After Wang Lingguan finished his brief speech, he didn't care much. Seeing that it was getting late, he went with Lin Fei and Zhou Yun to find a room that could temporarily stay overnight.

After countless years of wind and sand erosion, although the buildings in this ancient city are mottled and covered with dust, there are still several houses in good condition, and most of these houses are temples with simple shapes.

The ancient city is quite large and can't see the end at first sight. The roads in the city are straight and spacious, with houses on both sides lined up, looking very comfortable. You can imagine the grand occasion of the people who lived here back then.

Lin Fei and others walked around the ancient city and came to the center of the ancient city. The plants that were originally covered here had been completely weathered, covered with yellow sand, desolate and lonely, and there was only a well made of green stones, which was still intact.

When Lin Fei saw the well, his steps paused.

The well was built with green bricks and tiles. The words and pictures carved on it have been worn out and looked very ordinary, but the wellhead was covered by a dark huge rock, and the ghostly spirit overflowed from it, which made people feel very uncomfortable...

"This is the Buddha well." Wang Lingguan came over and glanced at the dry well: "It is said that when the holy monk passed by this city, he felt sorry for the residents in the city that he had no water to drink. So he paused on the ground with a Zen stick in his hand. A spiritual spring immediately surged out, endless and never exhausted. The residents of this city worshipped Buddha from then on and worshipped this well for generations..."

"I just heard..." Speaking of this, Wang Lingguan paused again before sighing: "That Buddhist son was also here..."

"oh?"

Lin Fei was stunned when he heard this.

It is said that when the Desert Buddha Kingdom was in its prime, the Luofu world was almost transformed into the Pure Land of Posa, but unfortunately, it was finally destroyed by a disaster. Before that, a Buddhist son was born in the depths of the Desert Buddha Kingdom. It is said that when the Buddha son was born, auspicious clouds were everywhere and white cranes were roaring. Even the lord of the Buddha Kingdom, who was called a holy monk, came in person, saying that this son had deep wisdom and was a natural Buddha son.

When the misfortune of the Buddha Kingdom in the desert came and the people of the whole country turned into evil ghosts, the Buddhist son made a great wish to save the evil ghosts in the Buddha Kingdom. He sat next to this well and recited scriptures for seven days and seven nights. The sound of chanting scriptures in the desert was shrouded in the sound of Buddhist Kingdom. The Buddha's light burst out from him to the nine heavens. The scripture culture in his mouth was made into golden talismans throughout the country.

Unfortunately, the end of the work was in vain. The Buddhist son could not influence the evil spirits...

The Buddha's son saw the evil ghosts terrified and raging in the Buddha's kingdom. Seeing that the country was about to perish and the people were suffering, but he was powerless. He sighed, put his hands together, and abandoned his flesh and blood next to the wellhead that raised the people of the Buddha's kingdom, and let the evil ghosts bite and swallow them until they die without saying a word...

Although Lin Fei and others had never really seen that scene with their own eyes, they could still imagine the tragic scene when they heard Wang Lingguan slowly say it...

"Later, this ancient well was sealed by a huge stone by a powerful man, which seemed to suppress the evil ghosts in this city..."

After leaving the garden in the center of the ancient city, Lin Fei and others walked around again, and then chose an ancient temple nearby as a resting place.

The front hall of the ancient temple is wide and cool. The Buddha statue carved from huge stones collapsed and fell to the ground. His compassionate eyes remained on the main hall.

Wang Lingguan activated his true energy, and his power shook his sleeves and cleaned up the mess. The three of them sat down and sighed when they talked about the ancient city and the former desert Buddha Kingdom.

It is rumored that this ancient city was when the desert Buddha Kingdom tore the void, and as the yellow sand flowed down, tens of thousands of years, swept away all the Buddha light that once shone here and the tragedy that happened in this ancient city, turning it into dust.

However, not everything is destroyed at any time. Many monks who have temporarily lived in this ancient city say that it is very strange and always haunted. I heard that when night comes, some people have heard sad crying here, and some people have heard the chanting of scriptures. What's even more strange is that the things on the monks will suddenly disappear, and some people even fall asleep and can never wake up again...

It is gloomy and it is said that there are resentful souls wandering in the ancient city and will never be dispersed for thousands of years. Even during the day, the entire ancient city exudes a bit of a stern aura.

After a few chats, the three of them took out the cushion from the Qiankun bag and prepared to meditate and rest.

"Help!"

However, at this moment, a shrill voice came from outside. Lin Fei, Wang Lingguan and others looked at each other, and their bodies turned into a stream of light and disappeared from the spot.

I flew up the north and south road leading directly to the north and south. In a few moments, I saw the person screaming.

Feng Hai fell to the ground, looking inexplicably shocked. His left calf was tightly clutched by a ghost hand stretched out from the ground, constantly pulling Feng Hai downwards. At the same time, seven or eight ghost hands surged out from the ground, pulling his hands and feet.

The ghost hands were extremely thick, dark in color, sharp in nails, and black ghostly spirits were around them. A giggling sound came from Feng Hai's limbs.

"Save me, save me!"

Seeing Lin Fei and others, Feng Hai was surprised and happy and shouted for help.

The ground under Feng Hai's body was shattered, obviously caused by his own bombardment using Taoism. However, the ghost hand was extremely hard and the ghost energy was very strong. Feng Hai was afraid of being afraid of hurting him too hard, so he could only let the ghost hand drag down little by little.

When Zhou Yun saw Wang Linggong walking towards Feng Hai, he said jokingly: "That guy was so arrogant just now. Brother Wang, do you want to save him? It's not as cold and cruel as the legendary one."

Wang Lingguan has been in charge of Tian Xingfeng for many years and is famous for being inhumane. Otherwise, he would not have the title of "Wang Yanluo". But this time he actually wanted to help a guy who provoked him many times...
Chapter completed!