The magnificent ancient hall is silent, and a huge stone Buddha is erected inside.

Looking at the dense Buddhist texts on the stone Buddha in the ancient palace, Chen Feng even felt a hazy feeling of time flowing.

The quiet and ancient Zen spirit penetrates out from the huge stone Buddha, as if the distant breath of time is permeated.

Although Chen Feng was curious, he still looked at Yan Qianqiu's ugly face and worshipped Buddha and incense.

"We were disturbing Qianqufeng for several days and should donate some sesame oil. We also hoped that Master Chen would accept it with a smile." After Chen Feng finished burning the incense, he stood up from the cushion and took out the storage bag containing the gold bars.

When the sister-in-law stepped forward to take the storage bag, the old nun clasped her hands together and thanked her faintly.

When Chen Feng and others sat down, a few cups of steaming tea had already been delivered to the table.

"It seems that you are going to be ready to leave Qianqu Peak, right?"

As if he knew that Chen Feng was the leader, the old nun asked at him with a kind face.

"The army of the Great Xia Dynasty is coming, and there will be no end in the vast nest. Once Cangbi City is occupied, I believe Qianqufeng will be affected. I hope the master will make plans too early." Chen Feng said earnestly and in a deep voice.

"Thank you for your kindness. Pomnie has his own plans, but there should be other things to do when the donor enters the valley this time, right?" The old nun looked calm and his tone was rarely joking, and he seemed not to be wary of Chen Feng.

Feeling the old nun's slightly profound gaze, Chen Feng scratched his head with an awkward smile: "If the Qianqu'an is captured by the Great Xia Dynasty, the long-term inheritance may be destroyed. Instead of giving others a favor, the master might as well consider me."

When he heard Chen Feng’s shameless statement, not only did Lao Chen be stunned, but even the expressions of Qiao Xueqing and the girls were wonderful enough.

"What do you want to get by donating Chen?"

After a while, Old Ni Chen came to his senses and asked Chen Feng with a smile.

"I wonder if Master can let me enter the Sutra Pavilion to take a look? In addition, we want to stay away from the Great Yan Dynasty, but the footwork is not very convenient. I also ask Master to give me some advice. If Master has something to entrust to the boy, I will do my best to help complete it." Chen Feng had no cover, and looked expectant and looked like he wanted to get a bargain.

Before Chen Lao Ni could express his opinion, Yan Qianqiu and his daughter could no longer help but show dissatisfaction with Chen Feng's exposed and greedy statement.

"Teacher Chen is honest, but why do you think that Poison Ni will help you?" the old nun smiled and asked Chen Feng.

“Because I’m a good person.”

Chen Feng looked serious and felt good about himself.

Seeing Chen Feng's simple smile, even Old Chen showed a laugh and crying expression. He took out a jade pendant with auspicious aura and handed it to his sister-in-law: "Lingci, take Chen Feng to the Sutra Library."

"Thank you, Master Chen, from now on, I will do more good deeds and strive to perform well!" Chen Feng stood up excitedly and clenched his fists, completely looking excited as he had taken it.

The other people in the temple were surprised that Chen Feng was shameless and wanted to obtain opportunities and was actually taken care of by Chen Lao Ni.

"Master Lechen, do you know the legend of the ancient stele of reincarnation?"

Just as Chen Feng was about to go out with his sister-in-law, Yun Yuechan couldn't help but ask.

As the hall was quiet, Chen Feng stopped, his inappropriate expression disappeared, and he frowned and looked back at Yun Yuechan.

It was not until Chen Feng was a little dissatisfied and took Qiao Xueqing and the other two to leave that the old nun smiled at Yun Yuechan in the hall and said, "The Qianqu Temple is limited in scale and has few disciples. I'm afraid it will disappoint the donor. Please go back for three."

"Master Lechen, why can Chen Feng enter the Sutra Library to read a lot of books? People like him are simply shameless guys..." Yan Xinlan asked the old nun with dissatisfaction.

"Because of fate, the fate will be destroyed when it is over. Cause and effect cycle, and fate comes from the heart, not the appearance." The old nun said something that Yan Xinlan couldn't understand, and then sat cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue and closed her eyes.

Seeing that the old nun had no intention of talking to him, Yan Qianqiu, wearing a robe, pulled Yan Xinlan and said goodbye to the old nun and left the temple.

When he found Yun Yuechan's expression was strange, Chen Feng, who was waiting outside with an excited smile, said to Qiao Xueqing in a very low voice: "I'll go to the Sutra Library first. Look at the things outside. If someone has bad intentions, our little gang can't tolerate her."

Hearing Chen Feng's statement, Qiao Xueqing, who was dressed as a man, smiled slightly: "You are so thick-skinned that we are all embarrassed!"

"As the saying goes, open your mouth and make a profit. I can enter the Sutra Pavilion. Are you envious?" Chen Feng smiled proudly.

Qiao Xueqing looked at Chen Feng, who had a stinky face, and saw Yun Yuechan approaching, but he didn't say anything more.

"How is it, have you found out?"

Chen Feng looked enthusiastic and asked Yun Yuechan with a smile.

"The stone Buddha in the hall is a bit strange. You will probably not leave for a while after entering the Sutra Pavilion, right?" Yun Yuechan's eyes were tentative.

"It depends on the situation. You will go back to Houshan Jingtang first. I will come out of the Sutra Pavilion and go to meet with you." Chen Feng carried a black box and went to a three-story pavilion not far from the ancient palace with his sister-in-law Lingci.

Without getting a reply from Chen Feng, Yun Yuechan followed Qiao Xueqing to the back mountain Jingtang despite her unwillingness.

"Father, the Chen family's Qi Refining Stage cultivators are a bit in trouble. I think it's better to drive them away." Yan Xinlan looked at Chen Feng and others who were leaving, and said with a gloomy face.

Yan Qianqiu glanced at his daughter: "What do you know? How can someone who can instruct the loud voice to make the slaughter sound be as simple as it seems? What's more, Qian Qu'an can be passed down for a long time, which is absolutely unusual. I really underestimated that boy Chen Feng before!"

"Do we have to wait like this? Once the army of the Great Xia Dynasty arrives, it is probably too late to leave!" Yan Xinlan seemed a little anxious.

"No matter whether the ancient stele of reincarnation that people care about exists or not, we cannot be able to spy on it. Since we can't get a reply in Qianqu Temple, it's better to leave and watch it first!" Yan Qianqiu had already made a decision at this time.

"I didn't expect that the Six Nations Alliance was so vulnerable. Before the war started, it was defeated by the Great Xia Dynasty. What should we do in the future?" Yan Xinlan took a deep breath and said.

"Our Great Yan Dynasty has reserved something. The Six-Nation Alliance will not work together to fight the Great Xia Dynasty. Now we can only look forward to God's blessing and let the ancient stele of reincarnation appear. This may also protect the foundation of our Great Yan Dynasty." Yan Qianqiu seemed a little powerless.

"If the legend of the ancient stele of Reincarnation is untrue, what should I do?" Yan Xinlan glanced at the direction of the hall, as if she was unwilling to leave.

Yan Qianqiu signaled to the four guards in the distance and walked slowly outside the valley: "Even if there is no Cangbi City, you will still have strength for your father. There is no need to worry about anything. The life you have been guarding Cangbi City these years has been a bit enough. Your top priority is to return to Xuanming Sect and think about how to report the situation of Cangbi City to the sect."

Unlike Chen Feng, who was worried about leaving Qianqu Temple and following his sister-in-law Lingci into the Sutra Library, he was a little dazzled when he saw the huge number of scriptures in the Book Pavilion.

Compared with the book pavilion of the Chen Family Sect Mansion, the Sutra Library in Qianqu Temple is really big enough. The cabinets and bookshelf of the Sutra Pavilion with scriptures are just over twenty lines.

Seeing Lingci handing over the auspicious jade pendant to a sister-in-law who cleaned the Jingge, Chen Feng couldn't help but think about the sister-in-law who had a complicated face in Jingge.

After taking Chen Feng to the Sutra Pavilion, Lingci did not stay for a long time, and even did not explain anything, so he hurriedly left.

Feeling the gaze of the sister-in-law of the Shrine Cleaning Pavilion, Chen Feng stood in the Shrine for a while without moving. The faint power of spiritual consciousness emanated and continued to explore the first floor of the Shrine Collection Pavilion.

"Don't the donor come to the Sutra Pavilion to read the scriptures?"

My sister-in-law's eyes were pure and innocent, and she asked Chen Feng.

Looking at the pretty and unconventional face of his sister-in-law, Chen Feng smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect that there would be so many books in the Sutra Library before, and I don't know how to start. There are probably tens of thousands of books here. Not to mention studying, it will take a very long time to read them."

"I have been cleaning the Sutra Library for many years. If the donor needs anything, maybe I can help you." My sister-in-law said to Chen Feng sweetly.

“Did you clean it for many years?”

Chen Feng secretly thought about how long it took for many years, and looked at the quiet and lovely girl carefully.

Feeling that although my sister-in-law was a little cute, she was not moved by her eyes, Chen Feng grinned and said, "I want to study the strongest martial arts in your Qianqu'an. I don't know if the little master can do it."

"Although there is a difference between martial arts and practice techniques, the so-called distinction between strength and weakness is only relative. Most people who divide martial arts into levels are just slaves of martial arts. The martial arts included in this Sutra Pavilion are nine grades, divided into Yong, Fan, Xian, Xuan, Zhen, Zhi, Sheng, Tao, and Heaven. Do you want to study the first-class Tianwu?" The sister-in-law asked Chen Feng with a sweet smile.

Chen Feng was not surprised by the division of martial arts skills. During the chat with Qiao Xueqing before, he had already understood the general level of the Lingxu Realm martial arts.

Like Chen Feng's Tiangang Zhemei Hand and Xiaotianxing Fist, they all belong to the category of eighth-grade Fanwu. As for the Nine Swords of the Heaven obtained in the Chen Family Book Pavilion, although he did not take the initiative to mention it to others, he did not have a clear understanding.

"Even if a real strong man makes every move, he can destroy the world. It's a pity that I am just a weak cultivator and need powerful and mysterious martial arts to arm myself." Chen Feng Cancan smiled at his sister-in-law.

"So, are you determined to refer to Tianwu Qixue?" My sister-in-law's gentle and calm gaze seemed to see through Chen Feng's heart.
Chapter completed!