Sky-repairing stone?

Wei Dongliu was startled and asked quickly:

"Are you sure?"

"Sure!" Kunlun Jing said immediately, "Very sure!"

Wei Dongliu immediately realized: Why would Hell go to so much trouble to investigate such a hidden sect hiding in a remote corner?

Because there are fragments of the Bu Tian Stone in this Jinchan Temple!

My goodness, if Ajing hadn’t told me, I would have been kept in the dark!

This Taoist priest Luo clearly ordered me to do something, but he refused to reveal any useful information.

You're here to get information, right? The information I got is that the Buddhist sect's Heaven-Repairing Stone fragments were stolen by someone unknown. Taoist Luo, just worry about it!

Having made up his mind to seize the fragments of the Sky-Repairing Stone, Wei Dongliu...now a wandering monk from Pudu Temple who goes by the alias "Mingzhi", followed the young monk up the mountain path.

"I wonder what to call you, young master?" Mingzhi suddenly asked.

How to address him naturally refers to the name of the identity he is currently disguising himself as.

The young monk said he dared not to, lowered his head and said:

"My Buddhist name is 'Jian Xing'."

Despicable? Mingzhi frowned slightly, wondering why this Buddhist name is so strange?

As he followed Jianxing's path, Mingzhi kept looking around, and doubts gradually arose in his mind.

Why was this Buddhist temple built in this cave?

Looking back at past experience, Buddhism does have a habit of building its bases in remote areas. For example, the Jin'ao Island Demon Prison Hall in the South China Sea, and the Thousand Buddha Caves on the Southwest Plateau (where the Wanxiang Juexian Sword was unearthed). These places are essentially guarding and suppressing something, so they try to avoid being found as much as possible.

Could it be that the Jinchan Temple was built in this secluded cave for a similar purpose?

As he reached this point, Akechi realized that he had arrived at the temple gate.

The temple gate was open, and only one monk was sweeping the floor silently.

However, there were no fallen leaves on the ground, and I didn't know what the other person was sweeping with the broom.

"Brother." The young monk stepped forward and said, "This is Brother Ming... Brother Mingzhi. He comes from outside, from the Pudu Temple outside, and wants to stay in our... our Jinchan Temple."

The monk raised his head and glanced at Mingzhi indifferently - Mingzhi discovered that the monk's pupils were too small, and most of his eyes were white, which was clearly a symptom of weakening of his essence, energy, and spirit.

Something's a bit weird in this Jinchan Temple?

Mingzhi was just thinking about it when he heard the monk ask:

"Do you have a certificate of ordination?"

"Yes, yes!" Jianxing quickly took out the certificate of ordination and handed it to the other party.

"You wait outside." The monk took the certificate and put it into his sleeve without even looking at it. "Jianxing, come with me to see the abbot."

The two of them walked into the temple, leaving Mingzhi waiting outside.

He put his hands into his sleeves and looked silently at the temple in front of him.

"There are traces of a formation." Mingzhi said in his mind, "and it is a very complicated formation."

"Indeed." Kunlun Mirror scanned for a while and came to the same conclusion, and then said, "Do you feel that the pattern layout of this formation is a bit familiar?"

"Now that you put it that way, it is true..." Mingzhi thought carefully, "But I don't remember learning a similar formation."

"This formation is centered on the Buddhist temple, extending in all directions and gradually disappearing into the void. Since we can't get a glimpse of the entire thing, it's hard to tell what kind of formation it is."

"But judging from this layout, the size of this formation must be incredibly large, and it should be interconnected with the entire cave heaven."

"Since it is related to the entire cave heaven, it is most likely some kind of sect protection formation." Su Mingjian also said casually, "Isn't this kind of formation very common?"

"You don't understand." Mingzhi laughed, "Generally, the purpose of a sect's protective formation is to prevent a large number of hostile monks from breaking into the sect's residence."

"But this is a cave heaven, naturally isolated from the outside world. Ordinary cultivators can't even find the entrance to the cave heaven, let alone break in. Why would they set up such a huge formation?"

"Look at the Shennongjia Secret Realm before. Why didn't we have a protective formation to target us? Because if you want to enter the secret realm, you can only go through the passage of the Red Dust Hundred Worlds Map. If the spirit of the weapon doesn't open the passage, you can't get in... Not everyone has a space-related treasure like the Tianyu Divine Shuttle."

"So this Jinchan Temple has built such a large formation that connects the entire cave heaven. It must not only be for defense, but there must be some other purpose."

"Oh?" Su Mingjian asked with a sweet smile, "Then Master Sword Master, may I ask what is the purpose of this Golden Cicada Temple?"

"Of course it is..." Mingzhi was about to make up something nonsense when he saw someone else coming out of the temple gate.

It was still the same sweeping monk as before, but the young monk who had attained enlightenment was gone.

"Master, please follow me." The other party said in a hard tone. Although he called him "Master", he did not seem to be very respectful, but rather had a kind of indifferent and numb feeling.

Mingzhi followed the sweeping monk into the temple gate, and as his eyes turned, he quickly memorized the terrain and environment along the way.

When he arrived at the main hall, Mingzhi saw an old monk standing in the middle of the hall, looking at him expressionlessly.

In general, the main hall of a Buddhist temple would often have Buddha statues for worship, but the main hall of Jinchan Temple was empty - the old monk stood in the middle of the empty hall, his eyes were also dull, his appearance was haggard, and his eyes were staring straight at himself.

wise:……

"Master Mingzhi of Pudu Temple?" asked the old monk.

"It is me," Mingzhi said quickly.

Regardless of what is written on the certificate, it is an identity certificate arranged by the Hell Realm, so just acknowledge it.

"Okay." The old monk forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and said dryly, "Your temple's material support for our Jinchan Temple really came at the right time, like a long drought finally ending in a downpour."

"Haha." Although Mingzhi had no idea what material support was, he instantly guessed that it was Hell Dao who pretended to support Pudu Temple and asked the young monk who had seen the truth to pass it on to the abbot, so he smiled and said, "It's just worldly things, why bother about it? Besides, I was ordered to come to your temple to study Buddhism and sharpen my Buddha nature. I will have to bother you for a while, so this little support is justified."

"Okay, okay." The old monk nodded and said, "Master Mingzhi can stay here as long as you want. That...Jianwu!"

Then a handsome young monk came trotting in from outside, bowed to the ground, and introduced himself as the abbot.

"Take Master Mingzhi to the east wing and find a secluded place to live and settle down." The old monk instructed.

Mingzhi watched the little monk from the side and found that his energy was intact and his face was full of energy. He was completely different from those adult monks who had mostly white in their eyes, tiny pupils, and haggard appearances.

The young monk agreed repeatedly, and heard the old monk talking to Mingzhi again:

"The east wing is where distinguished guests and senior monks live. The west wing is where novice monks and handymen live. We usually worship Buddha, chant sutras, and study scriptures in the front hall. You will know once you go there."

"Also, the back hall is a filthy and dirty place. Master, you must not step into it, lest you be contaminated by the stench. Please remember this."

Mingzhi naturally agreed to everything, but he felt strange in his heart.

A filthy place? That's a weird way of saying it.

In the mortal world, such places are usually toilets or places where pigs and sheep are slaughtered. But monks do not need to eat or excrete, and they do not need to slaughter sheep or cattle, so where do such filthy places come from?

In order to avoid the other party's suspicion, Mingzhi pretended to be indifferent, but secretly made up his mind to find a time to ask about Jianxing later.