The two continued to move forward into the bamboo forest, feeling the cool breeze on their faces.

The wind blew through the broken leaves in the bamboo forest, like someone reciting scriptures in a low voice, but the soft mumbling was hard to hear.

If Miss Shi were here, she would probably be terribly scared, trembling with fear, and would want to hide in Luo Yan's arms.

But Witch Jiang was not afraid at all. She had seen many more bizarre scenes than this. At this moment, she just waved her sleeves as she walked, and strange black lights flew out from them, circling around and then flew back quietly.

"Is that the magic method used by the Heavenly Demon Sect to drive the devil?" Wei Dongliu asked casually.

"It's just a little trick." Jiang Li'an smiled coquettishly, "It's nothing to mention."

Seeing that she was unwilling to say more, Wei Dongliu did not ask any more questions, but just said seriously:

"Did you find anything?"

"The demons don't like this place." Jiang Li'an replied, "There's a kind of aura around here that they don't like... Well, it's not the authentic magic of Xuanmen, but it has a bit of the smell of a bald donkey."

"A Buddhist monk?" Wei Dongliu frowned secretly, "I don't know which Buddhist sect he is from."

Taoism is divided into two factions: Expounding and Cutting. Buddhism is naturally not a monolithic entity, but as religious sects, it can be divided into radical left and conservative right.

The Chanjiao emphasizes "teaching students in accordance with their aptitude", that is, it attaches more importance to objective conditions than subjective will. People who do not have the qualifications to practice Taoism should not practice Taoism, but should go farming, do business, study... Because it does not focus on expanding missionary work, it belongs to the conservative right wing.

The Jiejiao sect, however, advocates "teaching for all", believing that man can conquer nature, and that people with poor aptitude can also embark on the path of cultivation as long as they have a heart for the truth... Therefore, they tend to accept as many disciples as possible to expand their influence, and belong to the radical left.

Today, the Three Pure Ones of the Orthodox School are in full swing, while the Six Paths of the Demonic School have been suppressed. It can be said that the conservative Taoists have the upper hand. However, in Buddhism, the situation is completely the opposite.

The Hinayana Buddhism of Buddhism emphasizes "to save others, one must first save oneself", so it belongs to the conservative right; Mahayana Buddhism believes that "all sentient beings can be saved", but it is the radical left.

Since Theravada Buddhism prefers to remain secluded from the world, almost all those who travel outside and deal with other sects are Mahayana Buddhists.

If the people living in seclusion here are Theravada Buddhists, they will most likely ignore Wei Dongliu and Jiang Li'an, which means they will neither persecute them nor provide any help.

But if it is Mahayana Buddhism, the specific situation is more variable, depending on their attitude towards Jiejiao and independent practitioners.

Wei Dongliu thought carefully and continued to go deeper with Witch Jiang, and finally saw an ancient temple in front of them.

Although it was called "an ancient temple", a closer look revealed that it was actually a group of temples. As the two approached, more buildings seemed to appear out of thin air, extending to the left and right.

Jiang Li'an obviously hesitated, but Wei Dongliu knew that this was an automatic change of the Mustard Seed Sumeru Formation, so he stepped onto the steps without hesitation and walked into the ancient temple.

Seeing how decisive he was, Witch Jiang could only grit her teeth and follow him, with spells already prepared in her hands.

After climbing up the steps and passing through the main gate, the two men saw that in the huge temple, there was only an old monk sitting on a cushion with his back to them, hunched over, and beating a wooden fish rhythmically.

On both sides are huge Buddha statues two or three meters high, with their heads almost level with the beams.

What is even more strange is that these Buddha statues do not have kind faces. Instead, they all have emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, showing all kinds of living beings, with different expressions.

If you look closely, those expressions are extremely strange.

Although the smiling Buddha statue is smiling, its eyebrows are drooping, as if it is "forcing a smile".

Although the crying Buddha statue is crying, the corners of its mouth are slightly raised, as if it is "pretending to be sad."

Even the angry Buddha statues, with their wide-open pupils, reveal indifference and cruelty... In short, they all seem to be the faces of Buddha statues drawn by some soulful craftsmen.

Well, I was probably wrong before, Wei Dongliu thought to himself. This is neither Mahayana Buddhism nor Hinayana Buddhism, but some kind of strange heresy.

He once again set his eyes on the old monk in front of him and said to himself:

"Mirror, scan it."

If it is a spiritual scan, the other party may detect it, but there will be no such problem when using Kunlun Mirror.

Ajing, the eternal God!

"Buddha Candle Demon." Kunlun Mirror replied, "His cultivation level is probably at the Demon King level, but I don't know the exact level."

The so-called Buddha candle demon is the eternal lamp lit in the temple that turns into a demon. It is a common phenomenon in many dilapidated temples.

But it is extremely rare to reach the Demon King realm, which is almost equivalent to the Earth Immortal realm of cultivators.

As his mind turned to this, Wei Dongliu saw the old monk in front of him suddenly stand up slowly, turn around and say:

"It's rare to have visitors in the temple. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality."

Before he finished speaking, the two of them saw a long table suddenly appear in front of them, on which stood two blue-and-white porcelain cups with plain flowers, and the tea in the cups was fragrant and steaming.

Wei Dongliu's eyes twitched. Although it was already the afternoon, which was a suitable time to drink tea, who would dare to drink this tea of ​​unknown origin?

Jiang Li'an also didn't dare to drink. He just stared at the old monk, hesitating whether to take action to test him.

As if sensing what she was thinking, the old monk suddenly raised his eyebrows and shouted at her:

"What a devil! You almost got away with it, but you actually dared to sneak into my main hall!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Li'an spread out his sleeves, and a few points of black light rushed out from them, viciously biting towards the old monk!

The old monk had no expression on his face. He just stretched out his hand and flicked his fingers, and the black lights immediately collapsed. Jiang Li'an was so frightened that his face changed drastically. While retreating quickly outside the hall, he shouted:

"Immortal! Fellow Daoist Wei, hurry up and leave!"

Before she could escape from the main hall, a huge purple gold bowl fell from the sky, and like a fly swatter swatting a bug, it slapped Jiang Li'an to the ground.

Fortunately, the old monk didn't seem to use his full strength, so Witch Jiang did not become a pool of meat paste. She was just half of her body pressed down by the magic bowl, unable to move, with an uncertain expression on her face.

"Strange, strange." The old monk murmured, walked to the side of the alms bowl, and stared at the exhausted Jiang Witch. "How come you, a devil, can actually speak human language? And you even know how to remind your companions to escape?"

"Master~" Jiang Li'an was about to cry, tears streaming down her face, and begged, "I was born in poverty, and although I have strayed into the devil's way, I often feel regret and pity. If the master is willing to have mercy on me, after I get out, I will immediately turn over a new leaf and seek the orthodox Xuanmen sect to convert to goodness!"

She swore and swore again and again, begging softly, but the old monk ignored her and just turned to look at Wei Dongliu and said:

"You are practicing the orthodox Taoism. Who is this demon to you?"

Wei Dongliu hesitated slightly, and his eyes noticed Jiang Li'an who was pressed down by the bowl next to him, with a pleading and miserable look on his face.

Indeed, if he admitted that he had any relationship with her, he might be regarded as an accomplice of the devil by this old monk and be killed together with him...

But you are also a demon! What evil are you trying to eliminate by disguising yourself as a human monk?

After stringing together all the clues, Wei Dongliu immediately came up with an inference and said:

"Fellow Daoist Jiang came here with me. We are old friends. If I have offended you, please forgive me."

The old monk was a little surprised when he heard this, and Jiang Li'an opened his mouth slightly and looked at him with a complicated expression.

"How could you... Oh, Amitabha." The old monk raised his hands and recited a verse:

"Once you lose your human body, it is difficult to regain it. You are temporarily in the human world, but you are always in hell. The endless suffering is caused by the three poisons. You are entangled in love and tied up by yourself. If you don't get tired of it, when can you escape?"

While shaking his head and chanting, he sat back on the cushion and began to beat the wooden fish loudly.