The ancient temple is very big and the temple gate is also very big.
Arriving at the gate of the ancient temple, Chen Lin stopped and looked into the courtyard.
The yard is also very large.
Directly opposite the entrance, there is a screen wall shaped like a huge sword handle.
Walking into the temple through the gate, Chen Lin stood in front of the screen wall and looked at the three large characters written vertically on it - Demon-Suppressing Temple!
"Demon Suppression Temple?"
Zhao Mengru next to her exclaimed.
Chen Lin immediately turned around with a questioning look.
"Why, do you know this name?"
Zhao Mengru nodded and said, "I've heard of it, but it's just a legend. According to some historical records, in ancient times, a giant hand that held up the sky fell from the sky in Pingyang City, carrying a monstrous demonic aura. It turned many people into demons and caused great suffering. Later, a group of enlightened monks passed by here and purified the demonic aura with their supreme Buddha power. They then built the Demon Suppression Temple to suppress the demon hand."
At this point, Zhao Mengru pointed upwards and said, "Legend has it that this Maple Leaf Lake was created by the Devil's Hand. It was previously called the Devil's Hand Lake. Of course, this is all legend. I have always believed it to be a legend, but now it seems that it may actually be true!"
Chen Lin had never heard of this before and was shocked.
It is said that monks in ancient times were able to call the wind and rain. If these are indeed ancient relics handed down from that period, then this temple must contain some rare treasures.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered something and looked at Zhao Mengru and said, "So, what do you think? Could the underground passage we were in just now be the inner space of the evil hand?"
After saying this, Chen Lin thought more and more that it was possible.
The channel is the blood vessel, the rock wall is the flesh and blood, and those red shadows are the blood spirits that were transformed after the blood dried up.
Thinking of this, Chen Lin looked at the giant sword in the courtyard again and calculated the length of the sword based on the hilt. The inverted stalactite that existed in Lingru before was most likely the tip of the sword!
Once they verify each other, this speculation is further confirmed.
Maple Leaf Lake was actually photographed by a huge palm!
The palm is this big, how big should the whole person be
Is this world really an ordinary world of cultivating immortals? If such powerful monsters really exist, what level of immortal cultivators are needed to contend with them? What is the prospect of cultivating immortals
For a moment, Chen Lin was a little confused.
At this moment, the storage bag that Luo Ziqing placed inside his robe suddenly trembled slightly, and a faint red light flashed.
Chen Lin felt a heat in his chest, and then the jade talisman activated automatically, and a white light enveloped him.
The red light on the storage bag disappeared instantly.
At the same time, the word "魔" on the hilt of the sword in the courtyard seemed to slowly fade away with red light.
Chen Lin did not feel anything unusual in the storage bag, nor did he see the change in the word "魔". He was just very confused about the sudden activation of the jade talisman.
There was no red shadow attacking him, so how could it be triggered
Although he didn't want to reveal the existence of the jade talisman in front of Zhao Mengru, Chen Lin still took out the jade talisman and took a look at it. He didn't find anything unusual, except that a tiny crack appeared on it.
It was definitely inspiring.
Chen Lin frowned and looked back at Zhao Mengru, wanting to ask if she had discovered anything.
Then he was stunned.
Zhao Mengru is missing!
He immediately looked around, thinking that the other party had gone somewhere else alone, but he soon discovered that not only was Zhao Mengru missing, but even the temple door he had just entered was gone!
This really scared Chen Lin into breaking out in a cold sweat. A weird feeling appeared in his heart, and the fear of being dominated by the weirdness of Kaiyuan City resurfaced.
"Impossible, I didn't move at all, it's impossible for them all to disappear, it must be an illusion."
Chen Lin secretly comforted himself and calmed down.
Then he used the wind control technique and planned to fly out of the yard.
But his body seemed to be pressed to the ground and he couldn't fly at all.
His face looked grim. He slapped his storage bag, took out the Yuanling Shield Talisman and the Fire Crow Talisman, and vigilantly checked the surrounding situation.
When he turned back, his expression changed again.
The screen wall is gone too!
Not only was the screen wall gone, but the entire courtyard's buildings and walls were gone!
The ancient temple is gone!
In front of Chen Lin's eyes, there was only a huge black staircase slanting downward, and it was so deep that no one knew where it led to.
At this time, Chen Lin calmed down instead.
Panic is useless, it will only make you lose the ability to think.
Something must have happened to me just now, which caused the jade talisman to be automatically activated, and this is why such a change occurred.
It shouldn’t be because of the red shadow.
Chen Lin was very sure of this.
He must have killed dozens or even hundreds of red shadows along the way, but there has never been any abnormality.
Moreover, the talisman on his body was not activated, so it was probably not an ordinary evil object.
The talisman can suppress ordinary evil creatures, but it is useless against higher-level or special evil creatures. Just like the monster in Kaiyuan City, neither the talisman nor the evil-killing talisman has any effect at all.
After all, it is just a low-level talisman with limited effect.
If it is not an ordinary evil creature, he cannot solve it. He can only take it one step at a time.
At least now it seems that this evil creature has no intention of taking his life directly, otherwise he would not still be standing here.
After thinking it through, Chen Lin walked towards the dark stairs.
He could only walk in this direction. Apart from this direction, the rest of the space seemed to be confined and he couldn't walk.
There was nothing special about the stairs except that the color was a bit depressing. Chen Lin walked down step by step.
But he immediately realized something was wrong.
As he moved forward, the steps behind him actually disappeared.
With every step forward, a step behind him disappeared, and his body seemed to be suspended in the void.
He really wanted to turn around and take a step to give it a try, but he felt that this might be suicidal, so he didn't take action.
Then he turned around and continued to move downwards.
I don’t know how long I walked, but this staircase seemed to have no end.
Just when Chen Lin was gradually losing his composure, it finally came to an end.
The scene before him shocked him even more.
At the end of the stairs is neither the imagined hall nor the ancient ruins in the basement, but a painting.
A huge painting!
It just hung quietly in front of Chen Lin. Except for the steps under his feet, everything else was dark.
This scene is really weird.
Even though Chen Lin tried to hold it back, a chill still rose from the bottom of his heart.
With no way forward or backward, Chen Lin could only come to the front of the giant painting.
A painting is just a painting, an ordinary painting.
Ordinary drawing paper, ordinary scroll, with a group of monks painted on it.
I counted them and there were six in total.
The six monks were all sitting cross-legged in a meditative posture.
But what made Chen Lin feel awkward was that the portraits of the six monks were very compact, except for a blank space between the fifth and sixth ones, as if one was missing.
Then he noticed the signature at the bottom of the painting.
Three ancient texts—Seven Buddha Pictures!