Chen Qingyuan's mood calmed down later. He turned his head and looked at Song Ningyan and asked with concern, "Sister Song, are you not hurt!"
"I'm fine."
The sudden concern made Song Ningyan's expression change slightly.
It is estimated that it was affected by the experience just now, which made Chen Qingyuan a little melancholy at this moment.
"That's good."
Chen Qingyuan's consciousness is still in a state of integration between reality and the past, and it will take some time to recover.
Although she was puzzled, Song Ningyan didn't ask much and stood on one side and looked at Chen Qingyuan quietly.
More and more people were bounced out of the hall. They talked about the situation on this trip, and of course covered up the opportunity they got.
Listening to everyone's comments, some of them met Xiaoling and suffered all kinds of hardships.
"I'm right. What happened in the hall is really an assessment."
Chen Qingyuan asked Song Ningyan if there was a similar situation. Song Ningyan nodded and described it.
"Brother, you looked strange just now. What happened?"
Seeing that Chen Qingyuan's situation was gradually normal, Song Ningyan asked.
"Nothing."
Chen Qingyuan didn't know how to describe the fact that consciousness had entered the stone tablet and meditated.
Maybe it's my fate with this great man!
It's not good to say it.
Some people get the opportunity, and naturally some people return empty-handed and regret it.
"Wow--"
A light wind blew out of the hall, and someone was kicked out.
This person is Su Xing from Penglai Villa.
"Brother Su, have you obtained the inheritance of great energy?"
Feng Lai stepped forward a few steps, saluted, and asked.
"No." Su Xing replied coldly, directly crossed Feng Lai and went straight to Chen Qingyuan.
Su Xing is very curious about Chen Qingyuan.
First of all, why did Dongtu Buddha follow Chen Qingyuan?
Secondly, Chen Qingyuan's own strength does not seem to be weak, and there is a dangerous smell.
Among his peers, there are not many people who can make Su Xing feel dangerous, and it can even be said that there are only a few.
"What's the gain from coming out so early?"
Su Xing meteor and Chen Qingyuan looked at each other, and their eyes were a little sharp, and they asked directly.
"What does it have to do with you?"
Chen Qingyuan said coldly.
"Curiosity." Su Xing meteorite was not angry and smiled and said, "It's not common for a mysterious person like you to put it in Dizhou."
"I've only seen a few crazy people like you in my life."
Chen Qingyuan did not fall behind.
The two looked at each other, and their eyes seemed to spark.
"Bored, do you want to drink?"
After a long stalemate, Su Xing curled the corners of his mouth.
"Drink."
It's free, no free.
Song Ningyan was secretly relieved. If she fought, she would definitely advance and retreat with Chen Qingyuan.
Feng Lai, who is watching the play on one side, wants to find an opportunity to teach Chen Qingyuan a lesson and looks forward to the war between the two sides. It's just that things didn't go as Feng Lei expected.
Chen Qingyuan and Su Xing not only did not fight, but also became interested and sat together to taste wine.
Everyone looked at this scene, suspicious and unclear.
Just now, the two were still competing against each other. How could they drink like friends in a blink of an eye?
I don't understand.
Except for the two parties, no one else can understand at all.
Friends?
Not to mention.
The enemy?
Not for the time being.
I can only say that they all want to know each other, just an interest.
It is unknown whether the two sides will become enemies or friends in the future.
There were hundreds of people standing outside the hall. Chen Qingyuan only didn't see the monk Daochen and was a little worried.
In the depths of the ancient hall, a closed stone room.
There is a stone platform in front of it, and a jade slip is suspended above, which has existed for a long time.
Monk Daochen stood under the stone platform and looked up at Yu Jian with an indifferent face.
"Only if you have passed the test, will you be willing to accept the inheritance of the Lord?"
Xiaoling's voice echoed in the stone room, not as gentle as Chen Qingyuan before, and it seemed very majestic.
After all kinds of difficult assessments, the monk Daochen came here.
For such temptation, Monk Daochen shook his head without hesitation and refused: "The little monk is a Buddhist person and is not suitable for this way."
"Don't you accept it?"
Xiaoling was stunned.
In the world, many people want to get the inheritance of the Lord without a chance.
This is not the inheritance of Mahayana monks, but the quasi-emperor!
It contains the experience of how to break the limit of the road and reach the realm of the quasi-emperor.
If this inheritance is placed in the outside world, it will definitely lead to the fight of countless strong people in Dizhou.
"Don't you know the value of this inheritance?"
Xiaoling waited for many years before she met a predestined person with high talent and didn't want to miss it.
"Although it is not clear, the little monk knows that it must be extremely precious. However, the little monk has embarked on the way of Buddhism, focusing on pursuing Mahayana Buddhism and unwilling to change to other ways.
With this ancient palace and many tests, the Taoist monk can speculate that this inheritance is precious and can be encountered but not sought.
It is no exaggeration to say that accepting inheritance means that Taoist dust and those who have not yet died will be able to reach the top of the world.
In the face of this temptation, the monk Daochen's heart was very firm and unwavering.
"Alas!" Xiaoling understood what the monk Daochen meant and sighed softly: "It's a pity that there is no fate."
"He will be able to find a real inheritor and inherit the will of his predecessors."
Monk Daochen put his hands together and bowed to apologize.
"There are not so many predestined people in the world."
Xiaoling sighed again.
"Amitabha."
If the Buddha's heart of the Taoist monk is not pure enough, he can't be the Buddha in the world. He is destined to devote his life to Buddhism, and nothing can change his wish.
"Go!"
Xiaoling secretly took action and sent the Taochen monk out.
Whwh--
In a blink of an eye, the Taoist monk appeared outside the temple.
"The Dongtu Buddha is out!"
Everyone said in surprise.
With a bang, the door of the palace was closed, which meant that there were no outsiders inside.
Since the Taochen monk was the last to come out, many people showed malicious eyes to him.
"Dare to ask the Buddha, have you received the great inheritance?"
A Tianjiao from Dizhou came forward to ask, which seemed polite, but in fact, he had a tone of questioning.
"No."
The Taoist monk answered truthfully.
"Really?"
This person's eyes are full of doubt.
A pair of eyes gathered, as if they were exerting pressure on the Taoist monk and coveting the inheritance of great energy.
"The monks don't talk about it." The Taochen monk looked flat: "Besides, has the poor monk been created? What does it have to do with all the benefactors?"
"The monk is compassionate. The Buddha came out so late, and he must have been created a lot in the end. Can you share it with us?"
A young man in a brocade robe came out of the crowd, and many people recognized his identity as a proud man in Dizhou.
Hearing this, the monk Daochen frowned slightly. Do some people really understand?