
Lin Jiufeng stood in front of Mount Daqing and looked at that inconspicuous mountain.
He suddenly remembered something about the Dalin Temple.
He had never left Jiangnan, let alone visited the Dalin Temple.
The information he remembered about the Dalin Temple was also what the boatman had told Lin Jiufeng on board.
The Dalin Temple is located on Mount Daqing, but unlike the Shaolin and Xuankong Temples, it places great emphasis on its exterior. Countless magnificent Buddha statues were built in both sects, making their sects look extremely majestic and amazing.
The Dalin Temple paid more attention to their inner workings. They dug many caves on Mount Daqing, carving thousands of Buddhist Stories into the walls of those caves, one by one. The senior generation of the Dalin Temple had spent their days carving and painting. Countless cultivation techniques, countless divine powers, countless statues, Buddhist tales, and even end-time paintings were all sculpted in these caves.
On the surface, the Dalin Temple looked like an ordinary Buddhist sect.
It was not even as beautiful as that little Buddhist sect. But only after entering the Dalin Temple can one really see the Buddha.
They can then see the magnificent Buddha scene created by a group of humble and devout monks.
But now, the Dalin Temple had closed their mountain and did not accept believers.
This was no problem for Lin Jiufeng.
No one can stop him from entering.
At the gate of the Dalin Temple, Lin Jiufeng walked unhindered.
No one detected his presence.
Walking to the Dalin Temple and on the small mountain path, all he saw was a simple Buddhist sect. It was cold and empty, there was nothing special about it.
Not even many statues of Buddha, nor many monks. It looked empty and silent.
But when Lin Jiufeng walked from the small mountain path to the depths of Mount Daqing...
He went through a tunnel.
A short period of darkness came, and a majestic Buddhist world appeared before his eyes.
The depth of Mount Daqing has been hollowed out. The bodhisattvas, arhats, and yakshas of the Buddhist sect were carved into the mountain. Some of them are good looking and potbellied, while some look evil with green faces and sharp teeth.
There are also more than a dozen murals that record descendants of the Buddha.
Under the Bodhi tree is a monk chanting scripture. As he chanted and contemplated Buddhism, the wind and rain hit him, a python guarded him.
The scene of Buddha feeding a hungry bird with his flesh before finally becoming a Buddha is also depicted on the mural.
The depth of Mount Daqing was illuminated by countless illumination in the rock.
These statues and paintings looked as if they were alive.
As Lin Jiufeng walked in, she could only sigh. A huge mountain had been hollowed out just like that. It was tens of thousands of feet tall and there were countless caves that had extremely beautiful Buddha statues carved into it.
This was the hard work of a generation of monks from the Dalin Temple.
It was rare to see monks in the outside world, but upon entering the depths of Mount Daqing, one could see monks busy painting, carving, and coloring. This is the case of the monks of the Dalin Temple. The small hill was not as tall and grand as Mount Daqing.
They were like a trance because of their steady, skillful, and wasteless movements, making those cold stone sculptures seem alive.
Each of these monks had chosen one thing to spend the rest of their lives!
Lin Jiufeng observed them for a long time.
He admired these monks. So, he didn't bother them.
Walking along the depths of the Dalin Temple, Lin Jiufeng soon arrived at the mountain behind the temple.
The so-called 'front mountain is Mount Daqing. It was the display case of the Dalin Temple. 90% of their monks were on the 'front' mountain'.
The 'back' mountain is an inconspicuous hill near Mount Daqing.
But the higher-ups of the Dalin Temple all stayed here to suppress something on the small hill.
This so-called 'small hill' was a million times more dangerous than the Mountain of Flesh.
Lin Jiufeng entered the small hill and went straight to the underground cavern that looked huge.
It was so deep that no one could see where it ended. Endless black smoke seemed to be coming from him.
Fortunately, there was a huge array formation above the hole in the ground.
It was flashing with an intense golden light.
There are 36 old monks sitting on 36 corners near the cave entrance.
These 36 old monks were the corner stones of the Dalin Temple.
Each of them were in the Heaven Cave Realm, and most of them were at the middle or late stage.
If they were to show themselves to the world, they would definitely be considered as the main force in the world today.
But they remain unknown and unnamed in the outside world.
No one knew that there were so many hidden powerhouses in the Dalin Temple.
It's thundering!
Lin Jiufeng stood on the edge of a small mountain.
He watched the huge underground cavern tremble.
His boundless aura condensed into a skull that let out a sharp roar, wanting to destroy the seal.
But the monks of the Dalin Temple were also not to be taken lightly.
36 Monks attacked at the same time. Their gentle Buddhist True Qi gathered together as terrifying Buddhist ghosts united behind them.
Dong!
The ghost Buddha slowly pressed down with a palm.
A powerful and terrifying aura instantly suppressed the demonic beast in the underground cave until he roared furiously.
It looked ferocious and ferocious, its wolf-like pair of eyes filled with hatred.
It did not say a word, but the pressure it exerted on everyone was indescribable.
“You won't be able to press us for so long!” Gazing at the monks from the Dalin Temple, the demonic creature chuckled and slowly sank back.
The danger is temporarily reduced
36 Monks breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.
They were exhausted from the exertion just now.
“Uncle-Master, you have worked hard. You guys have once again solved the danger in the demon lair.” A familiar monk appeared and said softly.
Lin Jiufeng recognized him.
Monk Qingyun.
He was different from when he met him in the Cold Palace in the Imperial Capital.
After decades, the young and handsome monk had grown old.
Fatigue was visible on his face, but his aura remained strong.
Realm of Supremacy!
He broke through to the Human God Realm not long after Lin Jiufeng. After all these years, he was now in the Realm of Supremacy.
“Qingyun, the demonic creatures here are becoming more and more powerful. Pressuring them becomes increasingly difficult.” An old monk could not help but speak.
“It's true... The demonic creatures here have advanced boundless rapidly in the past 30 years. Our rate of improvement is much lower than theirs. If this continues, this seal at most can only suppress them five more years.”
“Qingyun, do you not know that Miss Hong? Can you ask him to come again?”
“That's right, that Miss Hong who put this seal on first!”
“Let's invite him to strengthen it again.”
The old monks spoke one after another as they looked towards the Qingyun Monk.
The former young monk has now become the abbot of the Dalin Temple and is in charge of everything in the Dalin Temple.
After hearing Uncle-Master's words, he smiled bitterly and replied, “I haven't been able to contact Miss Hong for over ten years now.”
The old monks shook their heads in disappointment.
Lin Jiufeng could not help but look at Monk Qingyun.
Wasn't he close to Miss Hong back then?
“Nona Hong has been working really hard all this time. He had suppressed all kinds of evil beings everywhere. He's only one person, he'll definitely be overworked. I can't burden him any further.” Monk Qingyun shook his head.
Among the so-called Heavenly Dao members, only Miss Hong had awakened so far in this new era.
How could he suppress the entire world alone?
Lin Jiufeng slowly took a few steps forward.
He wanted to see the underground cavern.
How many demonic creatures are there underground?
But when Lin Jiufeng approached, a line of words appeared before her eyes.
[Do you want to enter before the demon lair?]
“Log in!” Lin Jiufeng said without hesitation.
[Enterprise succeeded. Receiving a Death Substitute Puppet!]
A wooden statue appeared in Lin Jiufeng's hand.
The wooden statue was carved so beautifully.
The details on his body were perfect, but it did not have a face.
“The face of the Death Substitute Puppet user will be reflected on the blank face of the doll.”
An explanation appeared in Lin Jiufeng's mind.
Its function was simple; the puppet could die for its user once.
Lin Jiufeng firmly put away the doll — it was a good item.