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Chapter 1581

He looked at Di Kongxuan: "Are you... from the Dijiang clan?"

The Dijiang clan is an ancient family that existed in ancient times. Mo Zhanfeng, with his [-]-year-old age, has only heard of it, and it is even more impossible for Duanmuyi to know about it.

In fact, when he was in Shanhai Lingyu, Di Kongxuan showed a piece of ancient jade to Yonghe and the beast. At that time, he said that he was from the Dijiang tribe, but Duanmuyi was all focused on Baicaoju at that time, so he didn't pay attention to it. .

Today, when Mo Zhanfeng mentioned it again, Duanmuyi was also puzzled.

What kind of existence is the Dijiang Clan?
"In ancient times, there were seven major tribes, among which the Dijiang tribe was the most mysterious. According to legend, the first patriarch of the Dijiang tribe was the divine beast Dijiang." After the war, the seven major tribes left the Cangyang Continent one after another."

"Then where did they go?" Duanmuyi asked.

Mo Zhanfeng shook his head and looked at Di Kongxuan.

I am afraid that only Di Kongxuan knows these things in this world.

Di Kongxuan's expression was a little cold, he looked at the eaves flying up in the distance, the clouds and incense intertwined, very much like the cold and gorgeous death in his memory.

Mo Zhanfeng pouted, turned around and transformed into an ordinary boy, wearing a straw hat and hiding in the crowd.

"The Black League has sent people out to look for me. It's too big of a goal to stay by your side. See you later." The straw hat boy waved his hand in the crowd and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Duanmuyi put away the domain of the spiritual fire of the domain, and the noise of the crowd came to his ears again.

Di Kongxuan suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly.

The monks at the Huguo Temple in the distance lit a firework, and the ceremony of sending off the gods began.

"Such a bustling world...you who are so warm..." Di Kongxuan said in a low voice, "I shouldn't touch those bloody cold swords."

Duanmuyi didn't understand, but he didn't force him to ask.

She knew that if Di Kongxuan was willing to tell her, he would definitely make it clear.

The two bypassed the front hall of the Huguo Temple and walked towards the more lively back hall.Behind the apse is the back mountain. The back mountain of Huguo Temple is more like a small slope with flowers and trees planted all over the mountain.In this season, it is the time when wintersweet and bitter chrysanthemum are in bloom.

After passing Meilin, we came to the highest point of the back mountain.

There is a pavilion here, called Prajna Pavilion.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, when you walk the deep Prajna Paramita for a long time, you will see that the five aggregates are empty, and you will overcome all hardships." In the Prajna Pavilion, someone recited the first sentence of the "Heart Sutra" and turned around.

Duanmuyi looked at her, and smiled slightly: "Governor Xin, has she seen through the world of mortals and escaped into Buddhism?"

Xin Xuerou ignored her, just looked at Di Kongxuan, and said: "Prajna Pavilion was built 200 years ago. It was built by a Buddhist master with his whole life's painstaking efforts. .”

Dikongxuan led Duanmuyi into the pavilion, the two faced the Huguo Temple, the spring was not warm, but there were still flowers blooming.

He said calmly: "This Prajna Pavilion was built by Master Kongxiang, the former abbot of Huguo Temple. Master Kongxiang cultivated to the Nascent Soul Realm at the age of 28, and was injured in the battle 200 years ago. Seriously injured, after presiding over the construction of the Prajna Pavilion, he sat down and melted away."

Duanmuyi keenly felt that this master of emptiness was not that simple.

She has learned that there were dozens of Nascent Soul stage strongmen in Cangyang Continent 200 years ago, and only five or six of them fell after the war, which shows how tenacious the vitality of Nascent Soul stage strongmen is.

(End of this chapter)