A bitter and cold place in the far north.
This was once the second hometown of barbarians.
Although they never miss this place.
All that is left to the barbarians here is endless pain.
So after a little bit of confidence, the first thing the barbarian did was to fight back.
They left the far north and left many traces.
The Master had been here before and caught a few fish in the cold lake somewhere.
At that time, it was the big brother who accompanied the master.
A few months ago, the big brother came again.
Of course, the big brother is not here to catch fish for food.
Instead, he came to find a temple.
A temple that only exists in the cultivator's knowledge.
In the hearts of Buddhist believers in the world, the holy place of Buddhism is the Hanging Temple.
But in the eyes of practitioners, the true holy place of Buddhism is Zhongling Temple.
It's just that this temple is too mysterious and has never been discovered.
The first person to find the specific location of Zhongling Temple was the big brother.
No one can imagine that Zhongling Temple is located in the extreme north.
However, with the same existence and the extreme north, the monks of Zhongling Temple lived much happier than the barbarians.
This is the very northern part of the Zhongling Temple that is hated by barbarians and has attracted two "new" friends on this day.
A dark void suddenly appeared in the air, and then the two fell out of the void.
The man held the woman in his arms, and forcibly turned around in mid-air, using himself as a cushion to bear the impact of the fall for the woman.
After landing, the two fainted at the same time.
About a quarter of an hour later, the man woke up first.
The extreme cold in the air made him tremble subconsciously, and then immediately took the luck to keep out the cold.
Not long after the man woke up, the woman woke up too. She looked around and said, "Where are we...?"
These two people were Zhou Fei and Ling Zhaoyan who had been missing for a year.
Zhou Fei helped Ling Zhaoyan to stand up and looked around, but was suddenly stunned.
Ling Zhaoyan looked in the direction he was looking at, and was also stunned.
"That's..." Ling Zhaoyan murmured.
Zhou Fei replied slowly: "If there are no accidents, this should be Zhongling Temple."
"Zhongling Temple? We actually landed in such a place." Ling Zhaoyan was surprised.
Zhou Fei sighed
Said: "The world is guessing where Zhongling Temple is. Who would have thought that they would choose to be neighbors with Barbarians. Barbarians are also stupid. They have been neighbors with Zhongling Temple for so long without knowing it."
Ling Zhaoyan said: "This place is cold and freezing. Why would those monks choose to build a temple here?"
Zhou Fei said: "I heard from the Master, it seems that the Buddha passed away somewhere here. The Buddha's own relic is kept in the Zhongling Temple. Maybe we can find that place and engrave a character. What."
"Engraving?" Ling Zhaoyan was a little dizzy.
Zhou Fei said, "Let's talk about it if you can find it. This is too close to Zhongling Temple, it's not a place to stay for a long time. Let's go first. Find a place to stay, and then find a way to leave here."
Ling Zhaoyan didn't move, "I want to see it again."
Zhou Fei frowned: "What's so beautiful."
Ling Zhaoyan shrugged: "I just want to see."
Although Zhou Fei was a little puzzled, he didn't leave in a hurry.
Even in order to make Ling Zhaoyan see more clearly, he exchanged a telescope from the system mall for the first time.
Facing the telescope that Zhou Fei suddenly took out, Ling Zhaoyan was not surprised.
Anyway, this man would always pull out some weird things inexplicably.
"Wow." Under Zhou Fei's guidance, Ling Zhaoyan immediately mastered the use of the telescope. After looking at the Zhongling Temple, he immediately exclaimed.
When Ling Zhaoyan called out so, Zhou Fei was a little itchy, and quickly asked: "What's the matter? What did you see."
Ling Zhaoyan said excitedly: "There are so many terraced fields."
Zhou Fei's hanging heart immediately fell.
"What's so surprising about the terraces."
"No, not only there are terraces, there are also people, many people... but..."
"Just what?"
Ling Zhaoyan slowly put down the binoculars, and then handed it to Zhou Fei: "Look at it for yourself."
Zhou Fei noticed that Ling Zhaoyan's expression was a little sad.
Look at the temple how to see the sad expression is coming.
Zhou Fei raised the telescope and began to observe the Zhongling Temple in the distance.
Soon he found the source of Ling Zhaoyan's grief.
It is indeed a very magnificent temple, built on a high mountain, covering an extremely wide area, from mid-levels
The waist is full of the site of the Zhongling Temple. The Buddhist halls exist from the middle of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and each one is more gorgeous than one.
Especially the Buddhist temple on the top of the mountain is even more gorgeous and outrageous.
However, under this splendor, what is hidden is the blood that people can't bear to look directly at it.
Going down halfway up the mountain is the terraced fields mentioned by Ling Zhaoyan.
It is indeed very spectacular.
It is estimated that there are no more spectacular terraced communities in the entire Central Plains.
In addition to terraces, there are more houses.
And all kinds of serfs with yellow faces and thin skins and tattered clothes!
These serfs have lived at the foot of the mountain for generations and used their blood and sweat to support the monks of Zhongling Temple.
Zhou Fei could affirm that these serfs were absolutely involuntary, and they were most likely captured by these monks from outside, then imprisoned here with strong means, and eventually assimilated.
Thousands of monks depended on these serfs to support them.
Judging from the magnificence of the Buddhist hall, the monks of Zhongling Temple lived well, but they were not at all miserable.
It's very moisturizing.
But those serfs have to bear a heavy price for this nourishment.
Zhou Fei put down the telescope and sighed, "Let's go."
Ling Zhaoyan looked at him.
Zhou Fei said, "Otherwise?"
Ling Zhaoyan lowered his head.
"In this case, we can only watch." Zhou Fei said: "I don't want to be the savior."
Ling Zhaoyan suddenly showed a tragic smile and said, "But I am the daughter of the Demon King."
Zhou Fei pointed to the direction of Zhongling Temple: "If you are the daughter of the Demon King, what are those monks? Are you the Demon King? You have done nothing wrong in your life, or even killed a person by mistake. But the serfs who died in the hands of these monks , I don’t know tens of thousands. But they can still exist brazenly, so what do you worry about."
Ling Zhaoyan looked at him: "Then what if I really ruin the world?"
Zhou Fei was silent.
After a long time, he said: "If the world is like Zhongling Temple, there is no regret if it is destroyed."
"But you know it's impossible." Ling Zhaoyan smiled bitterly.
Zhou Fei held her fragrant shoulders with both hands, stared at Ling Zhaoyan's eyes, and said word by word: "If that day comes, I will be with you."
There were tears in Ling Zhaoyan's eyes.
(End of this chapter)