Qin Lan paused and then said:

"Just now I was blaming myself in my heart. The more I blamed myself, the more pressure I felt on my body. On the contrary, your words made my heart suddenly feel lighter, and then the pressure on my body became less."

"At this time, I understood that this was not a restriction on my spiritual power, nor was Ancestor Maha deliberately making things difficult for me, but a test he deliberately set up here in order to help me get rid of my inner demons!"

Ye Xiaoxiao was shocked in her heart. She never expected that Patriarch Maha would test Qin Lan in such a special way.

But why?

Ancestor Maha is one of the few ninth-grade venerables in the entire continent, a land god that everyone looks up to in awe. In contrast, although Qin Lan is a young genius with unlimited potential, Patriarch Maha doesn’t care so much.

You know, people who have lived in the ancient city of Potala may not have heard a word from Patriarch Maha himself in ten or twenty years.

Qin Lan also had such doubts in his heart. Now it seems that Patriarch Maha took away his iron pestle deliberately.

Now only by meeting the ancestor in person can all these doubts be solved.

Qin Lan's speed became faster and faster, and the pressure on his body that was like the top of a sacred mountain gradually subsided.

But his expression became more and more peaceful, more and more pious, and there was no restraint of oppression in time, and he knelt down step by step.

Ye Xiaoxiao didn't say anything about this, she just knelt silently with Qin Lan. During this period, she never made any suggestions such as taking a rest and healing the injury before kneeling again.

In her opinion, no matter what, it was Qin Lan's own choice. All she had to do was to silently support Qin Lan behind his back.

Ye Xiaoxiao, this girl has used her actions to explain again and again what gentleness and persistence are.

When Qin Lan stepped onto the 500th stone step, the pressure on his body had completely disappeared. He bowed solemnly and said loudly:

"Qin Lan, I am here to climb Mount Maha and ask to see Patriarch Maha!"

Qin Lan's voice instantly resounded on the top of Mount Maha. Powerful and unpredictable auras arose in the ancient temple one after another. They released their spiritual thoughts and moved towards Qin Lan, but they did not choose to show up and take action because they could sense that Qin Lan had nothing to do.

malicious

How many years has it been since no one dared to go up the mountain and call Patriarch Maha to meet him?

I remember the last time was twenty years ago...it seemed to be someone named Qin...

A monk sighed, then stopped caring and continued busy with his own affairs.

At this time, a figure came from a distance, jumped in front of Qin Lan and shouted in a deep voice:

"You evil son, last time my ancestor spared you a mercy, now you dare to yell at your ancestor here without knowing how high the sky is and how good I am to capture you this time!"

The person who came was none other than the old monk Yuan Zhai!

Qin Lan just glanced at it, turned around and said:

"It's not you I'm looking for"

Seeing Qin Lan's reaction, Yuan Zhai instantly felt that he had been despised, his face darkened, and he said:

"Not everyone can come to the ancient Maha Temple. A heretic like you should leave now!"

After saying that, Yuan Zhai became full of momentum, took up a mysterious hand seal and blasted it towards Qin Lan.

A cold light flashed in Qin Lan's eyes, and she was worried that if she didn't have a whetstone, someone would stretch her face out for him to hit!

"Duh!"

Qin Lan's tongue exploded with spring thunder, and a word came out of his mouth, which seemed to have a mysterious tone, and suddenly exploded in Yuan Zhai's ears.

Yuan Zhai's mind was buzzing, and he felt like stars were flashing in his eyes for a moment, and his soul felt like it was hit hard. His hand movements slowed down, and even his face turned pale.

Divine attack!

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How could Qin Lan master a secret technique of the soul!?

Yuan Zhai was shocked. It had only been two days since he last saw Qin Lan. How could Qin Lan's combat power have increased so much!?

As everyone knows, on these five hundred stone steps, thousands of Buddhas are constantly chanting. Qin Lan is guarding the mourning platform and reciting the "Taixu Sutra" silently in his heart for thousands of times. Unintentionally, his spirit has improved a lot.

Now, he can be said to have had his first glimpse of the "Virtual God Mantra" technique! And how could Yuan Zhai endure it when he was unprepared!

The so-called soul attacks are so unpredictable and difficult to guard against, nothing better than this!

Qin Lan seized the opportunity and flashed an arc of electricity in his palm, condensing into a pitch-black skull with a blood-red demonic light shining in the empty eye sockets, and slapped it into Yuan Zhai's chest.

Yuan Zhai vaguely felt a heat in his chest, and then a cold and strange breath spread in his body. He was shocked to find that the spiritual power in the meridians near his chest was concentrated in the same place, and then disappeared.

And flew away!

"What kind of magic is this!"

Yuan Zhai screamed in horror and stepped back in panic.

Qin Lan sneered and said:

"You old dog, you are still showing off your skills in front of me with this little ability, you might as well go back and sweep the floor."

"Ah ah ah, you evildoer, you go too far to bully others!"

Yuan Zhai became angry with shame, his aura was messy, his eyes were fierce, and he rushed towards Qin Lan. He still looked like the accomplished monk when he first met him.

"enough!"

The voice of Patriarch Maha suddenly sounded like a bell. Immediately afterwards, Yuan Zhai's body seemed to be held by an invisible big hand. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free.

"Old Ancestor, this person despises Buddhism, ignores etiquette, and practices demonic skills. He is called an evil heretic!"

Yuan Zhai looked embarrassed and shouted unwillingly

"Qin Lan is the person I want to see. It's not your turn to decide whether he is evil or not. Yuan Zhai, before you attacked Qin Lan because of your greed and hatred in the ancient city of Potala, I already turned a blind eye.

I've been blinded, but now you're taking action without my permission, I'm afraid you don't know what the rules are!"

"Ancestor, I..."

Yuan Zhai roared in his heart and wanted to defend himself. Even if he was beaten to death, he never thought that a young man who cultivated demonic skills and was not even one of the top ten geniuses on the Tianji List would be so respected by his ancestors.

"Yuan Zhai"

Patriarch Maha interrupted Yuan Zhai, with a hint of disappointment in his voice.

"I originally thought that you came from the secular world and practiced here for more than ten years. When you regained your cultivation, you were able to look down on the external forces of the world. I didn't expect that you still have obsessions in your heart. If this is the case, then you should go to the Zen Monastery to reflect on yourself.

Bar"

Zen monastery!

It is said that some of the people who entered the confinement area of ​​the Maha Temple never came out in their entire lives!

"Ancestor, I was right!!!"

Yuan Zhai roared unwillingly. He came here from the secular world to practice with great concentration in order to become stronger. One day he would see the person who destroyed his foundation again and be able to repay him in the same way. If he is imprisoned now

, what else is left in this life!?

Ancestor Maha sighed softly, ignored Yuan Zhai's voice, and threw him into a corner of the Maha Temple.

Is this the method of the Ninth Grade Venerable!?

Qin Lan and Ye Xiaoxiao were both shocked and amazed at the methods of Patriarch Maha.

In the blink of an eye, suppressing the peak level seven expert is like killing a chicken and a dog.

How terrifying!

There was a hint of fanaticism in Qin Lan's eyes. If he could be so powerful, why would he hide in the mountains and forests, and why would he worry that his great revenge would not be avenged!

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The voice of Patriarch Maha sounded again, but this time it was with a little warmth, making people feel like bathing in the spring breeze.

"Qin Lan, take the girl directly to the temple abbot. He will bring you over to me."

"good"

Qin Lan replied, taking Ye Xiaoxiao into the temple and finding the host

The host already knew why Qin Lan was here, so without much effort, Qin Lan and the two of them were led by the host to a separate courtyard in the temple.

The small courtyard is clean, tidy and ordinary. The only thing worth mentioning is that there is a big bodhi tree in the courtyard. It is vigorous and straight, with luxuriant branches and leaves. The light and shadow among the buildings cover most of the courtyard. When the wind blows the leaves,

, there will also be sounds similar to Zen, which is extremely mysterious.

Under the bodhi tree, a middle-aged monk sat on a wicker chair, leisurely and contented

"Old Ancestor, we have been brought here. The old monk will leave first."

The host put his hands together, looked respectful, saluted Qin Lan, and then turned around and left.

"Qin Lan, bring the girl next to you with you."

The ancestor's voice came from inside, calm and tranquil

"good"

Qin Lan pulled Ye Xiaoxiao, and the two came to the middle-aged monk.

"This is one of the strongest people in the world, Patriarch Maha!"
To be continued...