Chapter 142: There is a temple in the mountains

In the cave covered by fog in Shangjing Mountain, Fan Xian once said in front of the dying Sean that he was actually just a tourist walking in this world. He wanted to see more scenery, so he had a strong interest in the temple.

Unlike the young emperor of Northern Qi who intended to use the power of the temple to unify the world, and from the former Emperor of Wei who wanted to obtain the secret of immortality from the temple, and from the extremely powerful emperor of Qing Dynasty, Laozi, who regarded the temple as a thug, Fan Xian's previous interest in temples was mainly in the unknowns.

But now Fan Xian's strong desire for the secrets of the temple inevitably has more realistic considerations. He needs to enter the temple, find the traces of Uncle Wu Zhu, confirm the safety of Uncle Wu Zhu, and try to find a way to return to the world and stand in Emperor Shengqing. This is actually just two aspects of one thing. As long as Uncle Wu Zhu is still alive, everything will be easy.

In Fan Xian's understanding, no one in this world can hurt Uncle Wu Zhu, leaving Uncle Wu Zhu, the eternal young master covered in black cloth, has too strong and magical skills. Even if several grand masters who have existed in the world join hands, I am afraid that Wu Zhu will have enough ways to get rid of her body. But the problem is... Now this snowy mountain is a temple, an insignificant fairyland that has always stood above the clouds of human society legends. For such a place that does not belong to the secular world, I am afraid that even Wu Zhu is not the opponent of the other party.

The facts seem to prove this. It has been several years since Uncle Wu Zhu returned to the temple to find his roots, but no news has been heard. If he had not been imprisoned in the temple, he would have been... gone to this world.

The morning sunlight was not a trace of temperature, and it shone coldly on the three people at the foot of the snow-capped mountain. Fan Xian narrowed his eyes and raised his head, looking at the majestic snow-capped mountain in front of him that seemed to cover half of the sky, and watching the ice and snow reflecting the jade-like light under the morning light. He was silent for a long time and did not speak.

The three top young people in the world set off from the camp when it was dark. After walking for about a few hours, they struggled to approach the snowy mountain. What shocked Haitang and Wang Shisanlang was that Fan Xian seemed to be very familiar with the roads under the snowy mountain, and took them easily through a narrow passage under the snowy mountain and went straight to the other side of the snowy mountain.

This side of the Great Snow Mountain is also a plain formed by ice. There is nothing but snow and ice. The three of them passed through the Snow Mountain and came to the other side of the Snow Mountain. Their camp was on the other end of the Snow Mountain.

"Where is the temple?" Wang Shisanlang asked with his urn on the back of the Sigu Jiandi, his cheeks surrounded by cloth clothes with a hint of cold red. He panted.

Fan Xian was supported by Haitang, looked at the mountain with his eyes narrowed and said, "Sean and Master Kuhe came up from this side of the mountain. Logically speaking, the temple should be right in front of us."

However, there was nothing in front of them, only the ice and snow like jade covered the mountains that didn't know the color of the body. The wind was not strong at this time, and the heavens had not yet fallen into a blizzard. The vision was very far and clear, so in this extremely clear field of view, there was no trace of artificial carving.

After holding him, Haitang was silent for a moment and suddenly spoke: "According to the rumors of old people, the temple will only appear in front of the world for one or two days a year. If the temple does not want to be seen by mortals, then even if the mortals look for it, it is impossible for them to find it."

"The legend is just a legend after all." Fan Xian covered his lips and coughed twice. The coat he was wearing was extremely thick, barely resisting the cold outside. It was a bit strange. Now the temple is close to you, and although it is unknown where it is. However, the rich energy of the world began to pour into his body faster, which relieved his injuries and condition much.

Finally, the cough stopped. Fan Xian blinked and looked at the messy snow stones on the snow mountain with his tired eyes, saying, "The legend may not be true. Your master and Lord Sean were waiting for the temple to appear for a day or two, and they stayed under the snow mountain for several months. I don't know how much human flesh I ate... I don't want to wait."

Fan Xian has experienced two lives that others cannot have. Therefore, he absolutely believes that he has the will of heaven in the dark, but the education he received in his previous life has never been able to remove his atheistic roots. Therefore, this contradiction makes him feel awe of the temple on the one hand, but he does not believe in the so-called legends on the other hand.

"If the legend is not true, then there must be a trick to hide in this snowy mountain." Haitang Duoduo's entire face was covered by a hair collar and said in a buzzing voice: "If we want to search all this mountain, in our current state, it will probably take a lot of time."

"I also understand that since it takes a lot of time, let's start soon." Fan Xian said in a hoarse voice, and looked at Wang Shisanlang again. "I guess you have also discovered that the night in this place is very short. In a few days, I'm afraid there will be no night. It will be more convenient for us to search."

After several months of hardships in the snow field, Fan Xian no longer deliberately concealed the knowledge he knew in his previous life in front of Haitang and Wang Shisanlang. Every judgment of his last judgment became a reality. However, Haitang and Wang Shisanlang did not know the basis for his judgments, so in their hearts, Fan Xian seemed increasingly mysterious and unfathomable.

In the past few months, Haitang and Wang Shisanlang have no doubt or hesitation about Fan Xian's judgment and instructions. However, the moment the three of them stood in front of the snow mountain and were about to start looking for the temple before the operation, Wang Shisanlang did not go up to the snow mountain, but looked at Haitang.

Haitang also happened to look at Wang Shisanlang at this time. The two of them looked at each other, and they both saw the worry and shock in each other's eyes.

Fan Xian noticed the strangeness of the two friends, frowned and coughed, "What's wrong?"

Wang Shisanlang looked at him for a moment and said, "We are just curious. The temple is right in front of you. If you judge, no matter how much time it takes, we can always find the temple before the night comes."

Fan Xian nodded, not understanding what he said, and his brows frowned even deeper. Haitang sighed beside him and said, "What we mean is that we will find the temple soon. Whether we want to dig out the secrets of the temple or save the blind master from the temple... you must have a plan in advance, make some preparations, or have any understanding, and you must also inform us both in advance. With your current physical condition, many things always need us to do."

The temple is like a fairyland, at least in the hearts of the people of this continent. Today, Fan Xian and his three-person visit to the temple are such a big deal. Fan Xian is a little relaxed and casual, even a little careless, just like just a traveling trip. Who knows what kind of danger is hidden on this snow-capped mountain and what kind of divine power is difficult for mortals to resist?

Haitang and Wang Shisanlang are both top figures with the most determined will in the world, but facing this snow-capped mountain, they still feel confused and fearful in their hearts. They really don’t understand why Fan Xian can still be so relaxed and casual.

"Ku He and Shawn returned from the temple alive. This place is not as terrifying as the world imagines." Fan Xian was slightly stunned and smiled bitterly: "They were already super strong men in the ninth grade back then, but they were tortured for half a year. People are almost dying, and their strength is certainly not as good as ours now. Since they can all go back alive, what are we afraid of?"

"And both Wu Zhu Uncle and His Majesty have said that the temple has been destroyed and destroyed and has no power." Fan Xian lowered his eyes slightly and said, "I believe in His Majesty's judgment, because he has basically made no mistakes in this life."

But even if the temple is already deserted, it is still a temple. Can mortals stop worshiping it?

"The more critical problem is that I only know the way to the temple and the appearance of the temple. As for what is in the temple, I don't know either." Fan Xian smiled helplessly and said, "Since that's the case, it's useless to make any preparations. Look for it, and then talk about it if you find it."

This is a very irresponsible approach. Fan Xian was immersed in the darkness of the Supervisory Office throughout his life and never fought unprepared battles. Even when facing the unfathomable Emperor, he still made a lot of tricks and bravely thought about the small ways to win. However, today, looking at this snow mountain, this snow mountain with no knowledge, how could he be prepared?

The snowy mountain is still silent and solemn and cold, as if it is not known that there are three mortals who are nervously and quietly searching for its secrets. The rumored omnipotence and omniscient temple is still like a girl waiting to be written, hiding in the wind and snow, refusing to reveal her true face.

After climbing the snow-capped mountains for a long time, the wind gradually became stronger on the mountain range, rolling up the snow particles on the rocks, making them fascinating. Fan Xian's eyes were still clear and stable, and he did not miss any details that might be missed. In his calculations, the temple only appeared for one or two days a year, and the last time Shaun Kuhe saw the temple was on the first day after the end of the extreme night, which must have hidden some rules.

Only after the extreme night is the sunshine will spread on this snow-capped mountain. People in the temple want to sunbathe, so they will emerge from the world? Fan Xian, who was lying on the warm back of Haitang, turned his head comfortably and sniffed on the girl's neck. He was extremely happy and knew in his heart that his inference must be correct. There must be some artificial traces of ice and snow breaking in the direction of the snow-capped mountain towards the sky.

Haitang frowned slightly, not understanding where Fan Xian came from, nor did he know why he was so happy.

As Fan Xian expected, it didn't take long. Wang Shisanlang, who was searching about two hundred feet in the front right, suddenly turned around and made a gesture to the two of them. He couldn't hear clearly what Wang Shisanlang had discovered in the wind and snow, but Fan Xian and Haitang easily noticed the excitement of the Jianlu disciple.

In a snowy valley, Fan Xian squatted down and observed the traces of Wang Shisanlang to find the ground. He pulled out a hole from the covered ice and snow, and found some artificial traces they had always wanted to find the land and things, some artificial traces - it was an existence similar to a track, and I don't know what material it was made of. It was still extremely smooth in such a cold environment without any deformation.

Fan Xian stood up with the help of Haitang, followed the track to the depths of the ice and snow, and looked up to the top. The wind and snow were extremely strong, and the majestic ice and snow mountain range seemed to suddenly break from it, and it fell into it. It was probably the end of the track?

Wang Shisanlang found several other tracks next to this track, all of which were cast with extremely exquisite materials, and I don’t know what to do. The three of them suddenly became nervous. In this cold place that is extremely difficult for mortals to reach, these magical tracks suddenly appeared, and naturally there was only one explanation.

"Climb up." Fan Xiansha said in a voice, his voice trembling slightly, but his eyes were filled with calm that was barely maintained with his strong will.

There is no road in the snowy mountain, and there is a strong snow and wind everywhere. If you are not careful, you will fall down the mountain and end up being broken into pieces. It is also thanks to Fan Xian bringing two powerful men, Haitang and Wang Shisanlang. Otherwise, the power of heaven and earth would not be able to bear by him, a patient.

The three of them suppressed their tension and vague fear and followed the smooth track and climbed up the mountain range against the wind and snow. I don’t know how long it took. When Wang Shisanlang and Haitang both felt that the true energy in their bodies was about to be consumed by these ice and snow tracks, they suddenly felt that their eyes were dim.

The mountains are so poor that there is no way out, and the sky is so dark that the earth is so beautiful that it is born.

Fan Xian and the other two stared at the stone steps at the end of the track, unable to speak for a long time. This place is really amazing. Such a long stone steps are actually hidden on the platform deep in the mountains. If someone really can come to the Great Snow Mountain, of course they will not be able to see these stone steps at the foot of this mountain!

The temple appears for one or two days a year. Does it mean that these stone steps will slide out along those tracks, bathe in the sun, and welcome travelers who come to worship in the world with hardships?

These stone steps are made of bluestone, and have experienced thousands of years of baptism of frost. There are many damaged places, and the vicissitudes of life and heart-wrenching beauty are born from the ancient times. Unlike those tracks, when they see these stone steps that seem endless, the three of them truly feel like they enter the temple.

Walking upwards slowly along these stone steps, an indescribable atmosphere enveloped the three of them, covering the stone steps. The three of them remained silent at the same time, no matter who it was. At this moment before the mystery of the temple was unveiled, I am afraid that it would be impossible to hide the excitement and fear. This is an excitement and fear about the unknown, and this is the biological instinct of human beings.

A long light gray eaves appeared above the stone steps and came into the eyes of the three of them. At this moment, Haitang and Wang Shisanlang's bodies froze slightly and paused. However, Fan Xian escaped from Haitang's support. He was so calm that he even stared at the gray eaves madly and walked above the bluestone steps.

Under the light gray eaves is a black stone wall. As the steps of the three of them slowly revealed its true face, a solemn feeling was born from the ice and snow, covering the entire world.

The temple finally appeared in front of the three of them. It appeared so calm and natural that it made the three of them feel a little incredible. They searched for it thousands of miles in the crowd, and dreamed in front of them, and thought they were dreaming. The temple, which thousands of people in the world had been searching for thousands of years, appeared like this, which made people inevitably feel strange.

Standing above the last stone steps, Fan Xian's hands trembled slightly outside the fur coat. He looked at the temple in front of him with a bit of silence, unable to speak for a long time, and Haitang and Wang Shisanlang beside him could not suppress the emotions in his heart. He looked at the majestic building with a confused look on his face.

The temple is very big. At least the construction technology in the world cannot build such a grand temple. The tall black stone walls are like the everlasting black ice, lying across the ground of the three people. The light gray eaves extend to the end of the platform above the stone steps, and I don’t know how many historical secrets and secrets between heaven and earth have surrounded.

Such a grand temple was built, with the platform hidden deep in the wind and snow mountains at the end of the stone steps, which was surprisingly large, and it was several times larger than the square in front of the Nanqing Palace that could accommodate tens of thousands of people.

What makes Fan Xian and the other two feel a sense of pressure and grandeur is the main entrance of the temple in front of them. This door is seven feet high, and it is a little deep, and its color is an ancient and clumsy dark color.

The three of them stood on the stone steps, which was more than ten feet away from the main entrance of the temple. However, because the main entrance was too high and too big, they felt that the door was close to the eyes, and the feeling of oppression was very powerful, and they wanted to make people fall to the ground and worship them continuously.

Standing on the platform, Fan Xian, Haitang and Wang Shisanlang before the temple were all the most amazing young people in the world. However, in this magnificent square and temple, they were like three ants who were lost in front of the grass. They suddenly raised their heads and found a big tree that covered the sun. They were so shocked that they could not speak.

The only person who can keep calm is Fan Xian. After all, he had seen Jinmao and the Three Gorges Dam in his previous life. He knew that the temple in front of him must be a miracle in the eyes of the locals in this world, but in his opinion, it was just a relatively beautiful building.

Once, the sea was so difficult that it was water, but it was not clouds except Wushan. Fan Xian could not explain this to Zhuang Mohan, but at this moment, Fan Xian found a new explanation in front of the temple, that is, vision and experience determine the height a person stands. Because he had experienced it, it was difficult to be shocked.

Fan Xian is not better than Haitang and Wang Shisanlang, but because he had experienced a more developed civilization in his previous life, his performance at this time was much calmer. Even so, but the temple was ahead, his mood was still difficult to suppress. He stared at the gate of the temple in front of him, and remained silent for a long time.

In a blink of an eye, he lowered his head and looked at the blue stone steps under his feet. He thought that Master Kuhe, who had been extremely deteriorated decades ago, slapped the stone steps under his feet with his palms. He cried bitterly. Today, the three of them were already too calm.

After calming down, Fan Xian raised his head suddenly, his pupils shrank slightly, and he stared at the large plaque above the temple gate!

As Sean said in the cave, because of the age of time, it is impossible to see what is written on this large plaque, leaving only some incomplete symbols. In Sean's retelling, these symbols may be the mysterious will of the heavens, but in Fan Xian's eyes, these symbols that finally appeared in front of him represent even more shocking discoveries.

Thinking of the vague legends in human history, those heavenly veins, those temple messengers, and those merits and boxes that were stolen from the temple by his mother Ye Qingmei, Fan Xian's body trembled uncontrollably. He felt that he seemed to have found the biggest secret truth in this world, but he found that there were still too many questions that could not be explained clearly or understood.

Fan Xian coughed violently, and right in front of the dark gate of the temple, in front of the door that looked like the heavenly books of history, he hunched over, and an angry and helpless voice sounded from his chest: "What kind of museum is this!"

“This is a military museum.”
Chapter completed!