Chapter 630

Shen Lang was sitting at the stone table and talking. Qin xiangtian suddenly looked at Shen Lang and pondered. Then he said firmly, "brother Shen, I've decided. Now the Qin family has settled down, and I'm no use staying in the Qin family. I'm going to enter the martial arts realm with brother Shen. Maybe I can get some opportunities and break through to the strongest."

"To heaven, you..."

When Qin Heng heard Qin xiangtian's words, he stopped talking. Qin xiangtian's strength is rare in the whole Qin family, and the military territory is also very dangerous. The Dragon Emperor once said that even the strength of the strongest is in danger of falling. If something happens to Qin xiangtian there, he will lose the power of World War I.

Shen Lang didn't promise Qin xiangtian immediately. Instead, he looked at Qin Heng and said slowly, "Lord Qin, decide whether to go to heaven or not. I'll stay in Qin's house for a few days and give me a reply."

After Shen Lang finished speaking, he stood up and left Qin Heng's residence.

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A few days later, Shen Lang sat in the main hall of the Qin family. Qin Heng sat high in the first place, and Qin xiangtian and some strong men of the Qin family sat next.

Qin Heng said, "brother Shen, you really don't want to stay a few more days? Are you leaving now?"

Shen Lang smiled, "Lord Qin, I came to this land of gods to follow the trace of a person. Now it's time to leave. Meeting is fate, and we will meet again in the future."

Qin Heng knew that Shen Lang had made up his mind to go, and then he no longer wanted to stay. Some martial artists of the Qin family all stood up and hugged Shen Lang with respect.

If a living strong man can see the strong man in front of them, they will have no regrets in this life.

Just as Shen Lang stood up, Qin xiangtian also stood up, "master, I've decided what happened last time. I hope the master won't stop me. If I can break through the realm by luck, I will return to the Qin family and continue to contribute to the Qin family."

Qin Heng looked at Qin xiangtian with a complicated look, then nodded and said, "xiangtian, there are many dangers here. You must protect yourself. I'll wait for you to come back."

Shen Lang saw that Qin xiangtian was ready to go to the martial arts with him, but he didn't stop him. Qin xiangtian, like Li Zong, just went with him. Whether they could get the chance depends on their own luck.

After leaving the Qin family, Shen Lang and others traveled all the way to the West. Shen Lang already knew the location of the martial arts. At that time, outside the magic mountain, the green emperor had told him. Now Shen Lang still needs some preparation to go to the martial arts. The martial arts are full of the residual souls of those who are extremely strong. Even with Shen Lang's strength, he is not confident that he can defeat those people.

The west of Qinling Mountains is Xiling. Xiling is a world of yellow sand. There are countless temples and Buddhist people everywhere. Even walking among them, there are countless Zen sounds in your ears.

Along the way, Qin xiangtian introduced everything about the gods to Shen Lang and others.

"Brother Shen, Xiling is where Buddhism is located. There are seven temples and twelve temples here. In each temple, there is a god monk with high Buddhist dharma. Their strength is in the realm of harmony. In the whole continent of gods, the people of Buddhism are very awesome."

Shen Lang nodded slightly. No matter what world Buddhism is in, it has a transcendent position. There are countless strong gods in the mainland. Unexpectedly, Buddhism is so strong.

"Among the seven temples and twelve temples, the most powerful are" fahua Temple "and" Jinshan Temple ". In these two Buddhist temples, there have been the strongest. At the beginning, the two strongest Buddhists were known as" double saints of Zen ". Among them, the strongest of fahua temple is said to have lived through the decline of heaven and man, and is a top presence among the strongest in the whole continent of gods."

Shen Lang nodded slightly when he heard Qin xiangtian's introduction. Buddhism talks about cause and effect. A person with the strongest cause and effect of Buddhism is stronger. Even if he is the same as the strongest, he doesn't want to provoke people of Buddhism, because no one knows what cause and effect will be left by those who are the strongest of Buddhism. If he is infected with the cause and effect of the strongest of Buddhism, I'm afraid there will be variables in the future.

Just as Shen Lang and others walked forward, a temple loomed in the wind and sand. In that temple, the bell rang, and a holy breath came out.

When Shen Lang and others came to the gate of the temple, there was a flash of gold in the depths of the temple, as if some treasure had been born.

Creak!!!

The Mountain Gate of the temple suddenly opened, and countless monks in yellow robes rushed out of the Mountain Gate in a neat queue, as if they were greeting someone.

Just then, a monk in a hot red cassock came out. The monk was solemn and exuded a breath of holiness and majesty.

As soon as the monk appeared, he folded his hands and said, "Amitabha, the strongest one, welcome the Longhai temple. I hope you can make atonement."

Hearing the monk's words, Qin xiangtian and others suddenly realized that they knew Shen Lang was coming.

Shen Lang turned his mouth and said with a smile, "you masters are polite. I'm just passing by. I don't have to."

The monk looked serious and said slowly, "the most powerful person is the strongest person in the mainland of our gods. You should accept this gift."

Shen Lang shook his head and didn't say anything, but followed the monk into the temple.

Longhai temple is one of the seven temples and twelve temples. It is also the upper reaches of the Buddhist temples in the whole Xiling.

Come to a hall. There are countless statues on the walls around the hall. On one wall, there is only one statue. It is a compassionate monk. The monk steps on a dragon, treads on the waves and touches flowers with one hand, giving people a sense of dignity.

When Shen Lang saw the monk, his face changed slightly. The dragon under the monk's feet was vivid. It seemed to be alive. He meandered his body and moved forward slowly.

Shen Lang stood there quietly, and the hair on both sides of his cheeks was calm and automatic. At this time, the statue on the wall had a silk crack, like a spider's web, spreading around.

"This..."

Seeing this scene, everyone looked shocked and didn't know what had happened.

"Amitabha"

The monk who led Shen Lang and others in, folded his hands and announced a Buddha's name.

"Sure enough, it's the strongest. This statue was painted by our ancestors. At the time of the original painting, our ancestors had reached half a step to the strongest. If it weren't for the original turmoil, our ancestors of Longhai temple would also hope to break through the realm of the strongest."

Shen Lang nodded slightly. I'm afraid the ancestor of Longhai temple has reached the edge of breaking through the ancestral realm. If there is no accident, breaking through the ancestral realm is only a matter of time.