I am cautiously cultivating immortals in a strange world

Chapter 103 Seven Buddhas

The ancient temple is very large, and the temple gate is also very large.

When he came to the gate of the ancient temple, Chen Lin stopped and looked into the courtyard.

The yard is also huge.

Facing the door, there is a screen wall that resembles a huge sword handle.

Walking in along the temple gate, Chen Lin stood in front of the screen wall, looking at the three big characters written vertically on it—Zhenmo Temple!

"Suppressing Demon Temple?"

Zhao Mengru next to him exclaimed.

Chen Lin immediately turned his head, showing doubts.

"Why, do you know the name?"

Zhao Mengru nodded, and said: "I've heard of it, but it's just a legend. According to some ancient records, in ancient times, there was a giant palm that held up to the sky in Pingyang City. Later, a group of eminent monks passed by here, purified the magic power with the supreme Buddha power, and established the Temple of Suppressing Demons to suppress the demons."

Speaking of this, Zhao Mengru pointed to the top, "It is said that this Maple Leaf Lake was photographed by the Devil's Palm. It used to be called the Devil's Palm Lake. Of course, this is all a legend. I always thought it was a legend. Now it seems that it may be true! "

Chen Lin had never heard of this statement before, so he couldn't help being shocked.

It is said that monks in ancient times could call the wind and call the rain. If it is really a historical relic handed down from that period, there may really be some treasures in this temple.

At this time, he suddenly remembered something, looked at Zhao Mengru and said, "Then tell me, is it possible that the underground passage we were in just now is the inner space of the demon's palm?"

After finishing speaking, the more Chen Lin thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.

The channel is the blood vessel, the rock wall is the flesh and blood, and those red shadows are the alienated blood spirit after the blood dries up.

Thinking of this, Chen Lin looked at the huge sword in the courtyard again, and calculated the length of the sword body according to the hilt. The upside-down stalactite that existed in the spiritual milk before was probably the tip of this sword!
This conjecture is further confirmed by mutual confirmation.

Maple Leaf Lake was actually photographed by a huge palm!
The palm is only this big, how big should the whole person be?
Is this world really an ordinary world of cultivating immortals? If there are such powerful monsters, what level of cultivators must be able to fight against them? What is the prospect of cultivating immortals?

For a while, Chen Lin was a little confused.

At this moment, Luo Ziqing's storage bag, which was placed in his robe, suddenly trembled slightly, with a faint red light flickering.

Chen Lin felt a heat in his chest, and then the jade talisman was activated automatically, and a white light enveloped him.

The red light on the storage bag disappeared instantly.

At the same time, the word "magic" of Zhenmo Temple on the hilt of the sword in the courtyard seems to have a red light slowly disappearing.

Chen Lin didn't feel the abnormality of the storage bag, nor did he see the change of the word 'magic', but he was very puzzled by the sudden activation of the jade talisman.

There was no red shadow attacking him, so how could it be aroused?

Although he didn't want to expose the existence of the jade talisman in front of Zhao Mengru, Chen Lin took out the jade talisman to have a look, and found nothing abnormal, but there was another slight crack on it.

It's definitely motivating.

Chen Lin frowned, and looked back at Zhao Mengru, wanting to ask if he found anything.

Immediately he was taken aback.

Zhao Mengru is gone!

He immediately checked left and right, thinking that the other party had gone elsewhere by himself, but immediately he found that not only Zhao Mengru was gone, but even the temple gate that he just walked in was gone!

This really scared Chen Lin into a cold sweat, a strange feeling appeared in his heart, and the fear of being dominated by Kaiyuan City's weirdness emerged again.

"Impossible, I didn't move at all, it's impossible to disappear, it must be an illusion."

Chen Lin secretly comforted himself to calm down his emotions.

Then he cast the Wind Control Technique, intending to fly out of the courtyard.

But the body seemed to be pressed to the ground, unable to fly at all.

With an ugly face, he slapped the storage bag and took out the Yuanling Shield Talisman and Fire Crow Talisman, and checked the surroundings vigilantly.

When he turned around again, his expression changed again.

The screen wall is gone!

Not only the screen wall is gone, but also the buildings and walls of the entire courtyard are gone!

The ancient temple is gone!
In front of Chen Lin's eyes, there was only a huge pitch-black staircase slanting downwards.

At this time, Chen Lin calmed down instead.

Panic is useless, it can only make yourself lose the ability to think.

Something must have happened to me just now, so that the jade talisman was automatically activated, and it was precisely because of this that such a change occurred.

It shouldn't be because of Hong Ying.

Chen Lin was very sure of this.

There may have been dozens or even hundreds of Hongying he beheaded along the way, but there has never been any abnormality.

Moreover, the evil spirit talisman on his body has not been activated, so it is probably not an ordinary evil thing.

Evil warding talismans have a restraining effect on ordinary evil things, but they are useless against advanced or special evil things, just like the weirdness in Kaiyuan City, no matter whether it is evil warding talismans or evil killing talismans, there is no reaction at all.

After all, it is only a low-level talisman, and its effect is limited.

If it's not an ordinary evil thing, he can't solve it, so he can only take one step at a time.

At least for now, it seems that this evil thing didn't intend to kill him directly, otherwise he wouldn't be standing here.

After figuring this out, Chen Lin walked towards the dark steps.

He can only go here. Except for this direction, other spaces seem to be imprisoned, unable to walk.

Apart from the depressing color of the steps, there was no difference. Chen Lin walked down step by step.

But right away he realized something was wrong.

As he moved forward, the steps behind him were actually disappearing.

Every time he took a step forward, the steps behind him disappeared, and his body seemed to be suspended in the void.

He really wanted to turn around and take a step to try, but he felt that he might be trying to die, so he didn't take any action.

Then he turned back and continued down.

I don't know how long I walked, the steps seemed to have no end.

Just when Chen Lin was gradually unable to maintain his calm state of mind, it finally came to an end.

The scene in front of him shocked him even more.

At the end of the steps, it is neither the imaginary hall nor the ancient ruins in the basement, but a painting.

A giant painting!
Just hanging quietly in front of Chen Lin like this, except for the steps under his feet, the rest of the place was completely dark.

This scene is really weird.

Even though Chen Lin forcibly endured it, a chilling feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

There is no way forward, no way back, Chen Lin can only come to the front of the giant painting.

A painting is a painting, an ordinary painting.

Ordinary drawing paper, ordinary scroll, on which a group of monks are drawn.

Counted, six in total.

All six monks are sitting cross-legged in a meditation posture.

But what makes Chen Lin feel very awkward is that the portraits of these six monks are all compact, except that there is a blank space between the fifth and sixth, as if one is missing.

Then he noticed the signature at the bottom of the painting.

Three ancient texts——pictures of the Seven Buddhas!

(End of this chapter)