Huiming led the way in front, and Meng Haoran naturally followed behind. Although he said he could move directly in front of zhunti and then have an earth shaking war, since he came, he didn''t mind taking a few more minutes to walk and see the scenery.


    "Although the West became extremely barren because of the war in those years, it can''t be seen in this Lingshan! Should it be said that the means of saints is high?" On the way, Meng Haoran found that the aura and scenery here were no worse than other places such as Tianting.


    Along the way, Meng Haoran also saw many monks chanting sutras. Their expressions were very pious and their voices kept on, as if they had committed a crime. Meng Haoran shook his head secretly and was a group of forced children who had lost themselves.


    Fortunately, Meng Haoran''s thoughts didn''t show up. Otherwise, I''m afraid they would be vomited by countless people. Even these chanting monks, in fact, too many monks in the world envy and envy them. Those who are no longer Lingshan want to be monks here.


    Meng Haoran is obviously inferior in Lingshan, but the quality of monks here is still good, and there is no dog blood incident. Of course, Huiming is indispensable.


    Although Huiming is not known by many people, the Buddha light that can only be seen by practicing Buddhism and Taoism at this time is somewhat amazing. It is completely at the level of Buddha. If such people lead the way, what else can they do to Meng Haoran.


    Even Lingshan is actually divided into outer and inner. The monks who were a little dull before Meng Haoran saw were outer.


    In the inner circle, Meng Haoran gradually found that the cultivation of people here has generally increased. If there are only heavenly immortals outside, and real immortals are the elite, then most of them are real immortals, and there are many golden immortals, not even three or two alone.


    The situation here is different from that outside. There is no chanting sound. They just think of Buddhist people with soft expression. Their eyes are not dull, but the eyes that look like they have this infinite knowledge to see through the world.


    Here Meng Haoran saw many familiar and famous faces, such as Guanyin, Puxian and Manjusri. He immediately knew that this was the real elite of Buddhism.


    At the level of Bodhisattva, in fact, they don''t usually stay in Lingshan. They have their own ashram, just because there is something today, the Tathagata Buddha called them to a meeting.


    Guanyin Bodhisattva naturally knows Huiming at this level. Seeing Meng Haoran, Huiming led the way in front. The direction is zhunti. It''s also stunned. But what finally came to mind, they showed friendly eyes to Meng Haoran.


    Obviously, they thought Meng Haoran was favored by zhunti. It can''t be said that he will be one of them in the future.


    Meng Haoran also guessed what was going on with these eyes. He felt a little funny. If you know what I''m here for, can you still use these eyes? The smile in their eyes seems to others that Meng Haoran is also kind, so they look at Meng Haoran more and more kind, making Meng Haoran who found this silent in an instant.


    In the eyes of the Buddhas, Meng Haoran finally entered the forbidden area of Lingshan mountain and must mention a mountain peak where he is now.


    This mountain looks so humble, but Meng Haoran will not look down on him because what is hidden here is infinite mystery.


    The road is simple. The more you get to the back, the simpler and more powerful the means of attack are. The seemingly ordinary means hide countless changes.


    "There are three arrays in total. Two arrays can easily kill the cultivation of quasi saints. I''m afraid the last one will take a lot of trouble even if the saints come." Meng Haoran''s eyes flashed and he saw the reality here. While admiring the sage''s strength, he despised zhunti. How scared he was to see a big Luo here.


    Meng Haoran misunderstood zhunti. Zhunti was actually prepared for other saints. Zhunti had to go out to see him in person just now, but later, considering the impact, he asked Huiming to bring him here.


    "Please follow my footsteps, benefactor. If you take the wrong step here, I''m afraid you will worry about your life." Huiming also looks serious when he arrives here. Although he is very familiar with here and basically there will be no accidents, Meng Haoran''s great Luo Xiuwei really puts a little pressure on him. If Meng Haoran is accidentally injured, he really can''t explain.


    Huiming is not worried that Meng Haoran will die because of the array, because he believes that the vision of zhunti saint has always been watching here, but something really happened at that time, and his face is not good-looking. He can''t even do such a small thing well. What face will he have to stay here in the future.


    For Huiming''s reminder, Meng Haoran just smiled and didn''t respond. He knew more about the reality here than Huiming.


    It was a very close road, but it took longer than before. Meng Haoran almost directly exposed his cultivation and entered. Fortunately, he finally saw zhunti before he lost his patience.


    Huiming finished the task and stood at his original place again. It was considered that he handed in the task.


    "This guy is still pretending to be calm for me. If it weren''t for my sharp eyes and seeing that your breath has changed a lot, I was really cheated by you. As for? Isn''t it the congenital treasure? If it was me, it must be really calm." Meng Haoran despises zhunti in his heart. On the surface, it is also light and light. You are installing it. Naturally, I can also install it. See who can''t help it first.


    Zhunti was still very reserved and waited for Meng Haoran to automatically send the baby to him, but seeing Meng Haoran pretending to be a fool, he seemed to know nothing. Finally, he couldn''t help taking the lead. He secretly scolded Meng Haoran''s ignorance in his heart. The idea of losing Meng Haoran originally intended to make Meng Haoran comfortable also faded. He decided to pay attention to the pain that would make Meng Haoran die.


    I have to say that quasi worry is black. Unexpectedly, I never wanted to let Meng Haoran go.


    "Cough" must have coughed, as if there was something wrong with his throat. When he reached his cultivation, he knew it was intentional.


    "Well, I seem to be infected with wind chill. If you have something to do, you''d better say it quickly! I''m going to have a rest later." Zhunti is lying with his eyes open. In fact, what he means is that he is impatient.


    Are you fucking kidding me? It''s still cold! Meng Haoran almost laughed.