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"Finally."

Hearing the little monk's words, Gao Ge and Qiu Xiyue looked at each other. Although they didn't say anything, they both thought so.

Although there is nothing wrong with living in the Sancheng temple, the purpose of their coming to the Sancheng temple this time is to take Xia Lu back, but now they haven't even seen Xia Lu, but they are always consuming here. It's no matter what they think.

Moreover, their patience is not very good. If it goes on like this, these two people can't bear it.

Qiu Xiyue may be a little better. In the final analysis, she came to the Buddhist cave because Xia Lu is her little younger martial sister and wants to help Gao Ge do a favor.

But if it is true that there is any strong relationship between Qiu Xiyue and Xia Lu, it will be some nonsense. Even it is said that the two may not have met up to now.

This is not impossible!

But singing is different.

His concern for Xia Lu is definitely far beyond everyone's imagination. If the Buddhist cave is so naive, he must not be able to carry it.

So, without much thought, they immediately stood up and followed the little monk out of the guest room.

After walking for a while, singing loudly, I noticed something wrong.

"Little master, where are we going? It doesn't look like going to the main hall." Sing.

"Lord Gaozong, don't worry. It's really not to go to the hall." The little monk smiled, put his hands together, lowered his head and said.

"Where are we going?"

"It's the back mountain in the temple."

"Oh..." Gao Ge didn't continue to ask. The little monk stopped talking and continued to lead the way.

After a little tea, a small mountain peak appeared in front of the singing in half an hour.

Look at the dead horse running in the mountain. Although we have seen the small mountain peak, it takes half an hour to walk.

It can be seen how big the Sancheng temple is.

You know, singing, they are all immortals. Although the little monk is young, he is also an immortal in the realm of a master. The speed of the three is not slow at all.

"Amitabha." The little monk turned and looked at Gao Ge and Qiu Xiyue. "Lord Gaozong, Lord Qiu, I can only bring you here. The abbot and your elder teachers are waiting on the mountain."

"No?"

The little monk smiled, "the back mountain is an important place. Ordinary disciples are not allowed to get close."

Singing is a little unbelievable.

He didn't believe each other's words, but he didn't believe that the little monk was just an ordinary disciple of Sancheng temple.

Looking young and in his twenties at most, he is already an expert in the master realm. If such strength is really just an ordinary disciple, the strength of the Buddhist cave is too terrible. Even the Confucian cave can only be hung up and beaten.

But since the other party said so, he believed in singing. Anyway, it doesn't matter.

After the little monk left, singing and autumn washing the moon accelerated again and ran towards the back mountain.

As soon as he got close to the back mountain, Gaoge felt a strong force, but this force did not exclude them, but made Gaoge feel strange.

It seems that in winter, there is a soft sunshine pouring on the body, and it feels like lying in a soft quilt that has just been exposed to the sun.

This feeling is difficult to express directly in words, but it can make people in a very comfortable environment.

Gradually, singing suddenly found that the back mountain in front of him had changed, as if shrouded in a layer of golden light. In the golden light, a statue of Buddha rose slowly.

Immediately, his divine consciousness ran uncontrollably, as if to envelop the whole back mountain

Suddenly, he heard a cry.

"Sing, sing?"

This is the sound of autumn washing the moon.

In an instant, the golden Dharma phase in front of me suddenly collapsed, turned into wisps of golden light and fled into the back mountain, as if it had never existed. All the visions in front of me dissipated with the Dharma phase, and only a breeze woke up the high song.

"Sing, what's the matter? Don't scare me!"

Singing slowly turned his face and looked at autumn washing the moon with a blank face.

"I'm fine. What's the matter?"

Hearing the singing, Qiu Xiyue stretched out her hand and patted her chest. She looked like a lingering fear, but she was still a little worried about looking at the singing.

"I'm fine!"

"It's all right. You ignored me just now? You're still standing silly and don't move." Autumn washed the moon's face speechless.

Gao Ge just wanted to talk, but found that release was standing aside at this time.

"Release the elder? When did you come here?"

The release elder looked at him strangely and said "about half an hour ago."

He sang and was stunned.

"Half an hour?"

He turned and looked at autumn washing moon, trying to get the answer from autumn washing moon.

Autumn washed the moon with deep doubts.

"It's been here for almost an hour and a half."

"..." the song was stunned, "just let me stand?"

"Or put a TV in front of you to show the New Year party?" Autumn washed the moon and turned her eyes.

The release coughed softly.

"Lord Gaozong, what do you see?"

Gao Ge just wanted to speak, but he was suddenly stunned and looked at each other with some doubts.

He did see some, but what puzzled him was that he knew he saw a vision when he released without saying anything?

Seeing the high song, he didn't immediately open his mouth, released a light smile and said, "it seems that the abbot said well. There is indeed a Buddha's fate."

With that, he seemed to think of the singing answer at that time, and quickly added, "I'm not going to cheat ten dollars."

Sing "..."

The old monk has a good memory.

"Lord Gaozong, what do you see?" I asked again.

Singing for a while, he said, "a glittering mountain and a Buddha statue."

"Buddha?!" Release the expression on his face and suddenly become stunned, "what do you say? Is this true?"

In a hurry, he even grabbed the singing arm.

Gao Ge was startled by the release, quickly got rid of each other's bondage, and looked at the release with vigilant eyes.

This old guy, isn't he a broken sleeve?

"Cough... Lord Gao, forgive me. I've lost my temper." The release seemed to feel something wrong just now, so he hurried to say.

Singing with a serious face, "release the elder, I'll talk about it. How can a monk think of Nun every day?"

Release "?"

One side of Qiu Xiyue couldn't help laughing. She looked at the song and shook her head. She was really convinced. How can this guy joke no matter who he is facing? I'm not afraid that a word offended the release.

But look at the release, although some depressed, but not angry, just a bitter smile.

It's hard for him to understand why Buddha fate can be related to the bastard in front of him.