I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 303 Meeting Mr. Bai and the Origin of the Black Temple

Zhang Jun was not surprised that Realm Master Tian Kun came to find him, but he was surprised that he came in person.

Ordinarily, this kind of thing only needs to be conveyed by someone, and it would be more appropriate to go to the Shen Tower to talk about it yourself.

But when he walked downstairs and saw Master Tian Kun standing downstairs with no intention of going upstairs, and the carriage that had been prepared outside the door, Zhang Jun understood.

"Let's go, Mr. Bai is out of seclusion, and he plans to see you."

Realm Master Tian Kun took advantage of the situation and made a gesture of invitation.

Zhang Jun nodded and got into the carriage.

Looking back, he found that Realm Master Tian Kun had no intention of getting in the car and asked, "Aren't you going?"

"Mr. Bai just invites you to go alone."

Half of Tian Kun's face was smiling, but Zhang Jun felt that the other half of his face hidden in the shadows was staring at him fiercely.

Putting down the curtain, the carriage began to slowly move towards the depths of Shenxiang.

It has to be said that the comfort of a carriage is still much better than that of a sedan.

Not long after, they passed through the first major gate.

Zhang Jun lifted the curtain and looked outside. There were strange buildings outside. He noticed that each building had a shrine embedded in it.

Obviously this is where the gods of Shenxiang live.

There are no pedestrians on the street, but here, everything from street lamps to benches, and even doors and windows have been transformed by the beguiling residents.

As the carriage drove on the driveway, Zhang Jun could feel the whining sounds coming from under the wheels from time to time.

"what!"

At this time, a figure that surprised Zhang Jun appeared in front of him.

On a small rockery, there was a figure hanging upside down.

Take a closer look, isn't this the Emei Mountain?

He was hung upside down on an ancient tree, with all kinds of weird-shaped horns growing out of his body. Some horns even grew out of the corners of his eyes, making his face look deformed.

If it weren't for the clothes that Gao'emei was wearing, even if he were passing by, he might not even be able to recognize him at a glance.

"parking!"

Zhang Jun said stop, but without waiting for the carriage to stop, he jumped out of the carriage, and in a few steps he came to the foot of the rockery. He looked at the man hanging upside down on the tree, raised his palm, and was about to save him. .

"My lord, please wait."

Before Zhang Jun could take action, two figures, one on the left and one on the right, walked out of the rockery and spoke to stop Zhang Jun.

"Sir, this guy is a thief. He dares to take advantage of the gods' unpreparedness and sneak into the gods' mansions to steal treasures. Please don't take action, sir."

The old man on the left, whose whole body had turned into stone, stepped forward and said.

"Stealing something?"

Zhang Jun was also stunned, and looked at the Emei with a strange expression.

"Bullshit, what we are doing as cultivators can't be called stealing. It's clearly just treasure hunting."

Amei was hung on the tree, but he didn't look afraid at all, and he had an indifferent attitude towards the fact that he came here to steal the treasure during the chaos.

In fact, he was also unlucky.

Originally, his plan was correct. Most of these gods went outside to watch the battle, or were knocked unconscious by the thunder.

Amei did find a lot of good things, but as a result, when he was about to leave, he accidentally went to the wrong place, triggered the restriction, and his whole body was filled with spooks, which turned him into this appearance. In the end, he was captured by the spooky gods who came back. It was blocked.

Zhang Jun couldn't help but rolled his eyes when he heard what happened.

Are you wondering how lucky you are that you don’t have any points?

After thinking for a while, he looked at Ga'emei and said, "Then just hold on a little longer. I'll come to help you after I've finished seeing Mr. Bai."

"Hey, that's good for you."

Amei grinned.

Speaking of which, he was not worried at all about whether he would die in this place. Although this guy was possessed by a broom star, no matter how troublesome and dangerous it was, he could survive in the end.

This can be proven by the scenes I saw after three fortune tellings when I was on the road with him.

Although the two people in the picture were caught in a trick, there was no scene of them dying suddenly.

It shows that although this guy is unlucky, when he is unlucky, he will always trigger a certain protective mechanism, which feels like he will rebound after hitting bottom.

Of course, this is limited to Gu'emei. Others don't have such incredible flexibility. Most of the people who follow this guy will just kill themselves.

Zhang Jun casually took out two spiritual stones and handed them to the stone man responsible for guarding him: "I will take full responsibility for this matter. Please don't make it too difficult for him."

Although Zhang Jun is new, many gods in Shenxiang are already familiar with his name.

Even the two stone figures in front of them were no exception. After receiving the spirit stones, they immediately stepped back. Even the ancient tree behind which hung Mount Emei branched out a branch to support the Mount Emei. Half body.

Although he was still hanging upside down on the treetop, this position was equivalent to half lying down, which was much more comfortable than before.

Zhang Jun got on the carriage again, thinking about this Emei in his heart.

For other people, Gao Emei is born with bad luck, and anyone who touches it will be unlucky. But for Zhang Jun, Gao Emei's inherently unlucky physique is actually a powerful murder weapon.

It must be said that Rao successfully entered the Tao, but whether he faced Bai Jun from Shenxiang or the leader of the Holy Tao, they were all opponents that he could not defeat.

Even without the help of Mi Shen's power, he would not even have room to resist when facing Bai Jun.

To say that the only thing that can really hurt them is luck.

But his own luck-seeking skills may not be able to shake the luck of the two. It is for this reason that he will pay special attention to this super unlucky guy.

Just as he was thinking about it, the carriage outside began to slow down.

Zhang Jun raised his eyelids, opened the car curtain with a flick of his finger, and saw a splendid palace suddenly appearing in front of him.

This huge palace is built on the mountain. It is majestic, simple and strange. On both sides of the palace gate, two lion statues have ferocious faces. When the carriage approaches, their pupils flash with dark red blood. Locked firmly to the carriage.

"It's the Taoist level again!"

Zhang Jun noticed this unabashed sense of voyeurism and was surprised, frowning and snorting.

"Humph!"

The two stone lions felt a dull thunder sound in their minds, and immediately withdrew their gaze, not daring to look directly at Zhang Jun again.

"Om..."

The door slowly opened, and the carriage drove straight into the palace.

The interior of the palace is full of weird atmosphere. Huge stone pillars support the high dome, and each stone pillar is carved with various strange patterns.

There are many human figures on these reliefs, but these figures are raising butcher knives and killing a group of monks.

Zhang Jun looked at these reliefs and couldn't help but think of the murals he saw in the ancient temple when he came.

At the end of the mural, a group of people holding blades attacked the monks who were fighting against the evil god.

This is the end of the murals in the temple. I didn't expect to see the ending here.

This inevitably made Zhang Jun look at it a few more times. Seeing the human beings in the relief above, after slaughtering the monks, cutting off their heads and throwing them into the dry well, Zhang Jun couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Combining the stories of the murals in the temple, it is not difficult to deduce a general idea.

Victory was imminent, but he was stabbed in the back by his own race. The reason behind this is not difficult to understand.

According to the principle that the more valuable things are put into the dry well, the more valuable things will be obtained.

Is there anything more precious than the hope of this world?

Perhaps, this was a planned trap from beginning to end. Only by enshrining these monks on the altar can they obtain the most precious sacrifices.

I just don’t know what I will get in exchange for losing the whole world.

At this time, the carriage stopped and Zhang Jun got out of the carriage.

In front of him was a vast, snow-white world, but it was eerily quiet, with no one around.

In front of the huge palace, a huge statue of a god stood in front of him. The statue's ferocious face made people shudder.

Behind the statue, a huge shadow could be vaguely seen, which seemed to contain endless terrifying power. The entire palace seemed to be enveloped by this power, making people feel suffocated.

"welcome……"

A black shadow flew down from the sky and landed on the shoulder of the statue.

Zhang Jun looked up and saw an old man with the head of a human and the body of a bird. The old man grinned and showed his bright yellow teeth. He flapped his wings several times towards Zhang Jun: "I am the steward of this place. Mr. Bai has been waiting for a long time. Please Come with me."

Zhang Jun took a look and found that this guy's strength was ordinary. However, when he looked at it with his dark eyes, he found that this guy had an astonishing amount of cunning energy stored in his body. The amount was so large that it made Zhang Jun's scalp numb.

Such a huge aura was no less powerful than the Mi Shen he had seen before.

There is such a huge amount of strange energy hidden in such a small body. If it were to burst out, the power would be incredible.

When he thought of this, Zhang Jun calmly took a step back, and at the same time awakened [Biluo Sword] and [Flying Treasure Armor], always preparing to deal with possible changes.

In his eyes, this gadget is probably a time bomb placed by Bai Jun next to him.

The two walked along the corridor one after another, all the way up the mountain.

There are palaces and pavilions on each floor. These places exude different atmospheres, some are full of life and vitality, while others are eerie and eerie.

Strange sounds sometimes come from the corners of the corridor, making people shudder.

And at every staircase, there is a strange god waiting here.

"Sir, you see, that is the unique scenery here. From here, you can see the entire Shenxiang."

The bird sat on the armrest and pointed at the scenery in front of him with a look of intoxication on his face.

Zhang Jun stepped forward to take a look. Sure enough, he could see the entire Shenxiang, and even some places were so clear that he could clearly see the pedestrians on the street.

He pretended to be looking at the scenery, but in reality he was holding the Dharma Art in one hand and quietly using divination to observe the future.

However, the result surprised Zhang Jun.

Nothing can be seen.

The skill of divination is actually invalid.

This was the first time this happened, and he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of uneasiness.

At the moment, he could only take one step at a time and follow the bird all the way up. After passing through countless palace gates, he finally reached the top of the mountain with his eyes lit up.

But when he raised his head and looked up, his pupils suddenly tightened and he stared straight ahead. A black temple stands on the top of the mountain. This temple is almost exactly the same as the one seen in the mural. However, compared to the black temple on the mural, the temple in front of you looks much more dilapidated.

There were many collapsed houses and walls in sight. Even the temple door was mostly broken, not to mention the houses inside.

But compared to this dilapidated temple, Zhang Jun cared more about the well.

Looking around, the dry well was more ordinary than he imagined.

Standing in front of the temple gate, it is unremarkable, still stained with dust and mud, and there are cracks in the masonry at the wellhead.

If I hadn't seen the murals in the ancient temple and understood some of the truth, I wouldn't have even looked at them twice as long as I walked past the well entrance.

Just as Zhang Jun was looking at it, a strange feeling suddenly came over him and he instinctively turned sideways.

A palm passed by him.

Zhang Jun turned around with a cold face and saw a man standing next to him.

The man was dressed in white. When he first looked at him, his face was very natural and gentle, giving him a warm feeling like the big brother next door.

But when you turn your gaze away, then look at him again.

The big brother next door just now is gone, replaced by another face.

It seems that even in the blink of an eye, this person's face changes, which is even more magical than the face changing in Sichuan Opera.

When the other party saw that he avoided his hand, he didn't feel there was anything to be embarrassed about, and just waved his hand towards him: "Don't be so nervous, if I want to kill you, you are already a corpse now. "

"But it won't do you any good either, right?"

Zhang Jun did not deny Bai Jun's words.

With Bai Jun's strength, even with the power of Mi Shen, he can barely parry or escape, but this is his territory, and his chances of winning are very slim.

It's just that if Bai Jun wants to kill him, he can also make him chip a few teeth. When the holy way invades, it's hard to say what chance Bai Jun has of winning.

In this regard, Bai Jun did not deny Zhang Jun's words, but he did not continue to talk about this topic. He walked to the wellhead, stood next to the wellhead and bent down to look inside.

Then he turned back and waved to Zhang Jun: "Don't you want to come and take a look?"

Zhang Jun shook his head, but took a step back: "My family has said since childhood that two people will not look at the well, and three people will not hug the tree."

In fact, let alone the two of them not looking at the well, even if there were ten people here, Zhang Jun would not rush up to take a look.

What if this thing is a trap and you fall in and become a sacrifice, who can you cry to?

Bai Jun nodded thoughtfully: "Is there such a statement? This is the first time I have heard of it."

This world itself is not the real world. It is normal that Mr. Bai has not heard of some proverbs.

But he pointed to the well next to him: "This is a devil's cave. The more precious the things you throw in, the more rewards you will get. Don't you want to give it a try?"

After saying that, Bai Jun stood up on purpose and took a few steps back to make room for Zhang Jun.

"No, I don't believe it, and I don't want to try it."

Zhang Jun rejected this kindness directly.

Faced with Zhang Jun's refusal, Bai Jun didn't seem surprised at all. He just told another story with his hands behind his back.

"You know, Protector Zuo said the same thing when he came, but after he tried it, he never stopped. From the jade pendant left by his parents to the token of love, more and more things were thrown away. More, until he tore off all the flesh, hair, and... loyalty to the holy way."

When he said this, Bai Jun stared at Zhang Jun and said word by word: "You are very similar to him before, even the way of surrender is very similar."

Zhang Jun's face was expressionless, but his heart was filled with turmoil.

This sentence contains too much information.

If Mr. Bai's words are true, then from the beginning, Protector Zuo defected from the Holy Way to join Shenxiang, and even gave all the sons of Holy Way to Shenxiang. All of this was just a move of the Holy Way...

After thinking about it, the corner of Zhang Jun's mouth twitched a few times. Sure enough, even though he had the greatest malice towards the Holy Path from the beginning to be wary of them, he still underestimated these people in the end.

But on the other hand, if what Bai Jun said is true, then the Zuo Guardian has completely rebelled. Does the Holy Dao know this news?

What if the Holy Path does not know?

Zhang Jun can now imagine that when the leader of the holy way signaled the Zuo Protector to take action, the Zuo Protector suddenly raised his head and said: "Sorry, I am the Zuo Protector of Shenxiang."

That picture... Wow, it's so interesting.

"So you really don't want to try?"

When Bai Jun saw that he was silent and couldn't help but smile, he interrupted Zhang Jun's thoughts at an inappropriate time.

Zhang Jun raised his head and asked without even looking at the well:

"Since the more precious the thing thrown in, the higher the return. On the other hand, the most precious thing is already with me. Why should I exchange my most precious thing for something that I can get in the first place?"

"Ok?"

The ever-changing expression on Bai Jun's face suddenly solidified at this moment.

He looked at Zhang Jun blankly.

The whole person felt like being struck by lightning.

Although Zhang Jun didn't know what he was thinking, he keenly felt that the atmosphere around him suddenly changed.

I don’t know when it started, but a strange white mist rose up around me. In the white mist, there was actually the roar of the waves. Listen carefully, you will see that it is the painful roar intertwined with countless shrill wails.

It’s not just the sound that makes people’s heads tingle.

Seeing this, Zhang Jun immediately summoned the Feitian Treasure Armor to cover his body. At the same time, he pinched the magic formula with one hand and held a piece of gold in the other hand.

As long as there is a slight movement, he will immediately activate his magical power, Golden Light Art.

The Golden Light Technique consumes the same amount of gold to perform a rapid escape. It is extremely fast and can travel thousands of miles in an instant, but it requires the same amount of gold as consumable materials.

This is one of the magical powers gained by swallowing Bazhencao. (From Chapter 264)

The surrounding white mist rose and fell, and it wasn't until after a moment of burning incense that Mr. Bai in front of him gradually calmed down.

Seeing that Zhang Jun had put on the treasure armor and was ready to fight, Bai Jun was also a little speechless.

He waved his hand and dispersed the surrounding white mist.

"Come for a walk with me."

Bai Jun pointed to the dilapidated temple in front of him. After speaking, he ignored Zhang Jun's consent and walked ahead.

Zhang Jun looked at Bai Jun's face. At this moment, the originally blurry and changeable face became clear and stopped changing, fixed on a delicate face.

And he felt that Lord Bai was deliberately restraining all the aura on his body, and even the white mist around him completely dissipated.

Has this guy been stimulated by something?

Zhang Jun muttered secretly in his heart and followed Bai Jun into the temple one after another.

The temple is in ruins, with broken walls and tiles everywhere.

Moreover, this temple is much smaller than Zhang Jun imagined. Standing in front of half of the temple door that has collapsed, you can see the entire temple at a glance.

Directly in front of the Main Hall, there is a collapsed house on both sides.

However, it was only when Zhang Jun got here that he saw clearly that the reason why this temple was dark was because the surrounding area had been burned by fire, and there were traces of burns on the walls and doorposts.

Bai Jun walked in front, picked up a rotten futon from the ground, patted the dust on it, and said to himself.

"This temple used to be called Zhenlong Temple. The temple was very remote, but fortunately the nearby villagers were simple and honest. With the weak incense and the few acres of thin fields behind, the monks in the temple could still survive."

Bai Jun put the futon in his hand on the steps and sat on it casually. Wherever he looked, there was a sparkle in his eyes, as if he had penetrated through time and seen scenes from the past.

It was a sunny afternoon, and the leaves on the treetops made a rustling sound from time to time with the cool breeze.

Until the door was suddenly pushed open violently.

A monk rushed in from the door, panting.

"Master, Master!!"

The monk ignored his surprised look and rushed into the Buddhist hall. When he saw the old monk sitting in the Buddha statue and chanting sutras, he rushed forward and said, "It's not good. All the villagers are crazy. I don't know who spread the word." , they say there is gold buried under our temple, and now they are coming with shovels and hoes to demolish the temple.”

When the old monk heard this, his expression became uncertain.

"How could this matter be known to outsiders?! Who spread the word?"

As he spoke, the old monk glanced at the three disciples in the Buddhist hall with cold and stern eyes, but directly ignored them on his own face.

It turns out that these three old monks were originally a group of thieves. After robbing a batch of treasures that were offered as tribute to the emperor, they lived in seclusion here.

I originally wanted to wait until the limelight had passed, but gradually I felt that it would be a good idea to spend my whole life here, so the old monk simply renovated the temple and really became a monk.

He was just an abandoned baby who was later adopted by them, so the old monk naturally jumped over him.

"Master, now is not the time to talk about this. Let's go first, otherwise the villagers will rush in later and cannot find the gold, and they might attack us."

Another senior brother spoke.

The old monk frowned and hesitated. At this time, another disciple said: "This matter will most likely alarm the government. Master, we..."

After hearing the word "official", the old monk's face suddenly changed. He thought over and over again and stamped his feet: "Okay, let's do it this way, Huizhen, go and clean up quickly, let's go."

Sitting in front of the door, he nodded vaguely and turned around to pack his clothes.

In fact, there are not many things to pack, just two pieces of clothes, but when I carry the clothes to the Buddhist hall.

But they saw the three senior brothers stabbing the dagger into the old monk's body, and then snatched the package from the old monk's hand.

When he tore open the package and took a look, he saw that it was full of gold, silver and jewelry.

"Mine!" When the second senior brother saw these treasures, his eyes suddenly lit up and he stretched out his hand to grab them.

But as soon as he grabbed it with one hand, the senior brother kicked the second senior brother in the abdomen.

Immediately after the third senior brother wiped away the blood on his face, he rushed forward with a knife. The three of them immediately struggled into a ball, and all the gold, silver and jewelry were scattered on the ground.

I don't know how long the three of them fought. Everyone fell to the ground panting, with several wounds on their bodies.

Just when the second senior brother was about to say something, he suddenly raised his nose: "Huh? What's burning?"

As soon as these words came out, the senior brother and third senior brother were also stunned. When they looked carefully, they saw that the outside was already smoky.

"not good!"

The senior brother shouted something bad and was about to run out, but he ran to the door and pulled him away.

"Bang! Bang!"

The door was actually locked. Now the expressions of the three people changed. They looked out through the crack in the door and saw that the fire outside was getting bigger and bigger.

Through the firelight, a young monk with a delicate face, holding a torch in his hand, stood outside the door with a half-smile...

(End of this chapter)