Chapter 307： temple (1/2)
Black Raven's Secret.
Countless bloodthirsty crows fluttered across the sky, making a murky but sharp cry.
Most of those who have come to seek treasures have left. Even the natural colored geniuses who can withstand the toxicity of green mist do not dare to stay long at this moment. Even the masters of Yuanying have left.
The Black Raven's secret place was already dangerous, and now there are so many bloodthirsty crows that are extremely cruel, and no one dares to stay.
Everyone wants Lingbao, but life is more important.
The black crow mysterious burial cave erupted, and many mysterious caves appeared.
Among them is a cave that resembles an ancient temple.
Unlike the outside, there is no green mist in this cave house temple, even if it is not even a touch, there is only a sacred breath.
On the walls of the temple there were flashes of mysterious scriptures.
This is so on the walls, even more so inside the temple's main hall.
The main hall is quaint and stately, and in front of it is a shabby-looking Buddha statue, which is covered with dust and cracks.
In the middle of the hall is an ancient bell.
The ancient clock is also very worn, and it is full of mysterious verses. These verses are endlessly changing and look like a Buddhist scripture.
There were four people standing in the hall.
A seemingly calm man in a blue robe.
A mature boy with two spots and white spots.
A gloomy old man with a cane.
A woman in a black robe, veiled, and a black cat in her arms.
”Who was that weird fat monk just now?” The voice of the gloomy old man was as cold as his face, and said, ”Why can he easily get in without being impressed by the Buddhist scripture?”
The young boy responded: ”The monk has turbid breath, and he should be a reincarnation, like us.”
The Qingpao man calmly said, ”There is not only turbidity but also net interest.”
”Oh?” The gloomy old man whispered, and asked, ”What do you mean, after reincarnation, will he become a man of chance?”
Both the white-haired boy and the man in the green robe shook their heads.
They also want to know about this issue.
Bai Jue sighed, ”Unfortunately, I know very little about Dharma.”
”The Dharma is like a taboo between heaven and earth, and few people know it.” Then, the man in the blue robe looked at the woman holding the black cat and asked with an arched hand: ”I wonder if you know the geometry of the Dharma?”
The veiled woman, silent, just hugging the black cat as if she hadn't heard it.
Seeing her not talking, the Qingpao man said nothing.
He has been dormant for many years in the Jiuhua League. He has known most of the reincarnation people in the Quartet. For example, Bai Jue, such as the gloomy old man, knows the existence of the other party even if he does not know it.
But the woman holding the black cat in front of her has never seen it.
Not even once.
The gloomy old man stared badly at the veiled woman and said coldly, ”I waited a few times to talk to you, and you ignored them. Everyone is a reincarnation. Your shelf is too big.”