If Ye Wangchao hadn't told him that this was Xiangguo Temple, the Emperor Ye would have thought that someone had erected a broken door frame on the mountain to deliberately deceive people. ∈♀♀ Top♀♀ Dot♀♀♀♀♀♀♀♀♀♀♀♀♀♀♀♀♀♀♀♀♀�

"Haha, it turns out it's Donor Ye. I haven't seen you for many days. Please come in!"

Just when Emperor Ye was still struggling, a person flashed out of the door. He looked like he was in his seventies or eighties, with white hair and beard and hair. He was wearing a coarse linen and said to Ye Wangchao and Emperor Ye with his hands folded.

"Thank you, Master, for opening the door, and I'm sorry."

However, Ye Wangchao did not dare to neglect. Although the person in front of him was hundreds of years younger than him, he was given the seniority of several generations of ancestors in any temple outside, and his strength was extremely profound.

Seeing that his grandfather was so respectful, Emperor Ye didn't dare to be negligent at all, and quickly put his hands together with great respect.

"Donor Ye is too humble. The old abbot has expected that the two of you will come here today. I would like to remind me to come and open the door, please come in."

"Haha, I knew that this matter would never be hidden from the old abbot, the prince, we are blessed today, let's go."

He patted Emperor Ye’s shoulder, and Ye Wangchao smiled a little on his face, and then stepped into the hall.

Emperor Ye hurriedly followed in.

As soon as he entered the hall, Emperor Ye felt that his whole body was wiped with a gentle breeze, and a strange change occurred throughout his body.

When he looked up, his chin almost fell off, and everything in front of him was stunned.

Behind the ancient stone gate, there is a completely different world, just like Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Land, with vast mountains and rivers and vast clouds that are endless.

Among the entire mountain and river, only the green and vigorous pine vegetation is seen, and some hills are dotted with stone houses and straw sheds.

Birds and beasts flew in the air, and some beasts roared in the mountains.

If his grandfather hadn't told him in person that Xiangguo Temple was in the Yanshan Mountains, he wouldn't have believed that it was true.

If he pushes forward thousands of years, he still believes these scenes in front of him.

But now it is modern. What is the Yanshan Mountains like now and what is it like here?

It’s just two levels of heaven inside and outside the domain.

"What, I'm surprised?"

Ye Wangchao, who was standing beside him, saw the surprise of Emperor Ye and asked with a chuckling.

"I'm not surprised, I'm really too surprised. If you didn't tell me that this place is in the Yanshan Mountains, I wouldn't believe that this place would be in the Yanshan Mountains. This is simply a peach blossom land."

Emperor Ye’s words were filled with admiration for the Xiangguo Temple.

"Hahaha, I'm going to tell you, when I first stepped into this place, I thought I had gone to the wrong place. In the past few hundred years, I have walked through many famous mountains and rivers, but it's really good to return to the natural place like this Xiangguo Temple."

"All this is thanks to the merits of all the monks, let's go."

Because Emperor Ye no longer knows ancient martial arts, Xiangguo Temple can be said to be a whole mountain, river, forest, and he had no choice but to be carried by his grandfather like a chicken.

The monk in front of him folded his hands together and walked away like this, as if he was walking on flat ground, with a peaceful and kind-hearted look, full of Buddha nature. He saw Emperor Ye a little stunned.

However, what made him even more stunned was that all the monks in Xiangguo Temple were as big as hundreds of people, almost all of them could fly in the air. In other words, each monk in Xiangguo Temple had at least the strength of the monks in Xiangguo Temple was at least innate.

Even if there are hundreds of innate warriors in Kunlun Mountain, Ye Huang did not see so many.

Indeed, he confirmed that there were many more innate warriors in Kunlun Mountain than the people in front of him, but after all, they did not belong to the same force.

But these people belong to Xiangguo Temple. Once this force is fully exploded, it is difficult for Emperor Ye to imagine that there is any force in this world that can stop them.

After walking in the mountains for about five minutes, the three of them finally fell on a platform.

The platform is formed naturally, not like some practitioners in Kunlun Mountain call it a mountain to carve stones.

At the closest to the cliff on the platform, an old man was cross-legged into meditation, as if the heaven and earth were merged together.

When Emperor Ye first fell down, he did not notice the other party at first. If the other party had not stood up and walked over with a smile, he would have thought that no one existed at all.

The old man did not show anything, but this move alone made Emperor Ye shocked.

This person has completely reached the point of returning to nature, and his entire person has been completely integrated into nature. This ability is much more powerful than the so-called illusion and mystery.

"Master, donor Ye and the others are here."

"Yeah, you go."

"Yes, Master."

After nodding, the monk who had just led the way closed his hands and left.

"You took him here for more than twenty years later than expected. Fortunately, you brought him."

The old man did not know the white hair and beards of other people. On the contrary, it was this slight scent of the world. If he had not met a bald white robe on the street, Emperor Ye would have said that the other party would think he would be a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.

Who would have thought that the old abbot of Xiangguo Temple who had lived for thousands of years was the rumor?

"Everything in the world is all fate. The emperor was also a fixed number at the beginning and could not avoid it. Now he is still back, thanks to the predecessor's hexagram that day."

"Haha, this is not because I tell the fortunes, but because of the fate of the donor Ye Xiao, little guy, why do I look at the old monk like this? Do you think I am like a pig slaughter?"

Looking at Emperor Ye staring at him, the old abbot said with a smile, without any anger on his face.

"I'm going to tell you that you are not as good as I imagined. You can't recognize me when you walk on the street."

Emperor Ye is not good at telling lies, so he speaks frankly and honestly.

"Hahaha, it's been so many years, and only you dare to say that to me. It's not bad, a boy has wisdom. If you pass the first level, sit down."

With a wave of his hand, the old abbot directly caught a handful of dead grass from the dry grass beside him, and then under the ground of Ye Huang's eyelid, the dead grass was woven into three cushions and landed at his feet.

"Mom, should I tell some lies? This old abbot is simply?"

Ye Huang had never heard of his own strength so well that he could control his own strength to such a superb level.

But my grandfather seemed not surprising and sat cross-legged.

"This time, I'm here for this kid's injury?"

"No, senior, please see this picture."

"Oh, come and see me."

As a result, the old abbot squinted his eyes and looked at the map in Ye Wangchao's hand, then opened his eyes slightly, and his eyes became much brighter.

"Old guy Zhang Sanfeng actually gave you this thing?"

The old abbot's words almost made Emperor Ye's chin fall off.
Chapter completed!