This land is born with a feng shui array, which is full of miasma and disturbs people's sense of direction. It is also one of the reasons why Lion Elephant Mountain can be famous in Qingzhou.

"Do you think this Lion Elephant Mountain is a lion or an elephant?" Ning Yu asked.

"This..." Wu Shang and Wang Qiang looked at each other. Is it a lion or an elephant? Who cares about this issue? The Lion Elephant King is the Lion Elephant King, and they all call it that way.

No one ran to the Lion and Elephant King and asked, are you a lion or an elephant?

"Brother Ning, stop kidding. This Lion Elephant Mountain is not a joke. There are countless ghosts under the Lion Elephant Throne, all of which are evil things that can be eaten by human spirits." Wu Shang said with a wry smile.

"The Demon King is even more powerful than the Dharma Body. If we are discovered, we will really not be able to leave."

"You have a way?" Ning Yu asked back.

"There are many methods in the lower nine levels, but I am really not very proficient in Feng Shui array." Wu Shang shook his head.

"Then what's the use of how terrifying you are in your efforts to promote it so hard? You can't get out."

Wu Shang was speechless for a while, but Ning Yu was very familiar with some Feng Shui arrays, but they were all entry-level. If you don’t mention anything else, the range is really large and you can’t even find the veins, let alone tell me.

Three days later, Ning Yu and the others became a little uneasy and showed no sign of going out.

Ning Yu used the Dharma Eye to detect and explore. Even if the Dharma Eye has the ability to break the delusion, the same sentence is still the same, this area of ​​this area is too large.

There is no difference in the environment. The environment three days ago is no different from that three days later, as if they were walking around in circles.

On the fourth day, at noon, even if the sun is so fierce, there is not much sight to pass through.

Ning Yu's eyes were dazzling, and his body suddenly shook, and he said, "There is something!"

Just ahead, a small building that is hidden from the dense forest is looming.

In this deserted forest that traps them, they can see buildings, which naturally shocked them and flew over quickly.

This turned out to be a temple, not magnificent, not too big or small, only three or four rooms.

Most of them are already very broken, very incomplete, and are covered by dead leaves.

Ning Yu waved his arm and flew the dead leaves, allowing the Taoist temple to reveal its full picture.

It is made of the most common stone bricks. Even though it has been very broken after years, it has not collapsed and is still standing.

"How could there be such a temple?" Wu Shang was surprised.

Ning Yu stepped forward and walked directly into the temple without a portal. He looked up and saw that it was very dilapidated and the Buddha worshipped was gone. He saw a word on the wall and did not recognize it.

In the temple, there are lines of Sanskrit engraved on the mottled walls, which are sparse and dense, and the situation is solemn, and some are already broken, with only a few dozen words still intact.

Then his eyes flashed, as if he had discovered something.

"Sanskrit?" Wang Qiang also frowned, and he didn't know Sanskrit.

Ning Yu looked at Wu Shang who was concentrating and seemed to be distinguishing one by one.

"What is written on the wall?" Ning Yu asked, and then without waiting for Wu Shang to answer, he said again: "Don't say you don't know each other, your immersive expression has betrayed you."

"Everyone is now all grasshoppers on the same boat, so it's best to communicate with each other."

Wu Shang seemed to be able to break what he thought in his heart, subconsciously looked elsewhere and said guiltily: "I didn't deny it, I do know Sanskrit."

"But the text above is already very incomplete, and I can only recognize some of them sporadically. Generally speaking, I am greedy for the demons and I am ashamed of the Buddha."

"I remembered..." Wang Qiang suddenly spoke: "One thousand three hundred years ago, this land was not occupied by the Lion Elephant King, but also by the Black Sky Monster. It was a demon comparable to the immortal god on the ground."

"It seems that in the end it was destroyed by the Buddhist masters who suddenly popped up. It wouldn't be this Buddhist temple."

This has been a long time ago.

Wu Shang frowned immediately when he heard this: "Jialan Temple?"

Wang Qiang immediately responded: "It seems that it is this name, Jialan Temple."

"When I was a child, I heard a monk talk about it at Yongning Temple in Qingzhou City."

"I didn't expect to meet here. It was rumored that Jialan Temple is just a small temple. No one knows that the old monk who carries water, cooks and sweeps the floor all day long has the strength." Wu Shang seemed to know more.

Perhaps someone has encountered some temples before, but he doesn’t recognize them. Without deep reserves, he cannot recognize these broken ancient temples at all.

"Soul..."

Suddenly, Ning Yu walked forward, used his hand instead of a knife, and slashed on the wall. The wall fell, all the handwriting disappeared, and the mottled ancient wall broke away from the next large area.

The stone chips flew away, and the stone carving completely disappeared, falling down a thick layer.

With a light "ding", a dull box appeared in the decaying wall, dull, old and ordinary.

"Damn it, I'm digging out the treasure." Wu Shang glared at his eyes and subconsciously poked his hand out, but Ning Yu slapped his arm with a palm, causing him to withdraw it in disappointment.

Ning Yu cut open the wall and took out the metal box. It was long and cast in a light yellow metal, not copper.

It is more than three feet long, with a slap wide, tightly sealed, and very strongly sealed.

The metal box was heavy and a hint of coolness came out. I didn’t expect that there were still things hidden in the temples of such a long time ago.

It is rare to see people here, and even if ordinary people see this, they will not see through the walls.

Ning Yu just glanced over his magic eyes and could only see a blurry outline, which seemed to have some power. It was even more difficult for him to peek at the specific objects in the box.

"What, I want to grab it?" Ning Yu looked at Wu Shang who was disappointed with a smile.

"Where can I steal my own things?" Wu Shang denied.

Wang Qiang also came over, but he did not show greed. He was just curious, but he still had self-knowledge.

All three of them were looking forward to it. This was something left a thousand three hundred years ago after all.

Ning Yu and the other two were careful to stay away, allowing Wu Shang to control the paper man and slowly open the metal box.

The lid was opened, without the blooming of precious light, no auspicious colors, and even no special fluctuations.

In the metal box, a dark bead appears, about the size of a thumb, not regular, very simple, with many Buddha patterns engraved, very mysterious, and the more you look at it, the more attractive your mind.

There are several complex patterns on every inch of the bead, clearly imprinted on it, natural and mysterious.

"What's this?" Ning Yu saw that there was no danger, and walked up and held it in his hand, with only a cold touch.

"This is not a relic, right?" Wu Shang looked carefully, a little uncertain.

Only Vajra is a Buddhist master who is comparable to the Dharma body who is self-none before his death to avoid the generation of evil spirits, and at the same time, another thing will be born, which is relics.
Chapter completed!