Chapter 3484: Golden Buddha Temple Spirit

Ye Feng hesitated. He slowly sat on the charred ground and looked at Hu Ling'er's broken body in his arms. His eyes became confused.

"Boy, don't hesitate. It's just a woman. How can it be worth letting you give up such great power?"

The voice sounded again, but Ye Feng's eyes became firm. He hugged Hu Ling'er tightly and said in a deep voice.

"She died for me, no matter what, I will save her!"

"Not to mention giving up my power, even if I give up my own life to save her, I am willing to do so!"

Ye Feng said solemnly: "I am willing to give up my power, as long as I can bring Hu Ling'er back to life, please help me."

As soon as he said these words, Ye Feng found that the charred earth beneath him began to dissipate, and Hu Ling'er in his arms also became illusory and gradually disappeared.

The heaven and earth also turned into illusion, everything disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a golden hall, in which a tall and majestic Buddha sculpture was enshrined.

In the center of the hall, there was a skinny old monk sitting cross-legged. He looked at Ye Feng and smiled.

"Donor, congratulations on passing the test."

The old monk looked at Ye Feng and said.

Ye Feng ignored the old monk and instead looked to his side anxiously. When he saw Hu Ling'er with her eyes closed and a calm expression on her face, standing beside him peacefully, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's okay."

Ye Feng smiled and then looked at the old monk. He recalled the old monk's voice and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Who are you……"

Ye Feng was in a trance, and the memories in his mind were a little confusing. The memories of the second son of the Li family of the Chao Dynasty and the remnant soul of his body were intertwined, making it difficult for him to tell which one was true and which one was false.

But what Ye Feng can be sure of is that the voice of the old monk in front of him is exactly the same as the voice he heard in the strange wilderness. It is the same person.

"What I just experienced was a fantasy!"

After a while, Ye Feng's consciousness returned to normal. He looked at the old monk with an expression of sudden realization.

“The donor’s understanding is extraordinary.”

The old monk nodded slightly.

"You are the abbot of the Golden Buddha Temple."

Ye Feng remembered what happened before. He met Elder Jinqiu, who told him that if he wanted to leave the Golden Buddha Temple, he had to pass through the main hall, and the abbot of the Golden Buddha Temple was guarding the main hall.

"That's right, the poor monk is really the abbot of this temple, and his dharma name is Dao'an."

Host Dao An said apologetically: "It is actually the request of the temple spirit to drag the donor into the illusion of reincarnation. I cannot refuse. I hope the donor will not be blamed."

"Temple spirit..."

Ye Feng's eyes were filled with contemplation. He had learned from Elder Jin Qiu that there was a spirit in the Golden Buddha Temple, and the spirit of the Golden Buddha Temple specially pulled him and Hu Ling'er into the temple.

He has always wondered about the purpose of the Golden Buddha Temple Spirit, and now that he saw Master Daoan, he naturally wanted to ask.

"Senior, since you said that the spirit of the Golden Buddha Temple asked you to do this, can you tell me, junior, why the spirit of the temple is doing this?"

Ye Feng asked in a deep voice.

Daoan smiled calmly when he heard this, "The donor has successfully passed the test of the illusion of reincarnation, and then you can see the temple spirit. If you have any questions, it will answer you, so why bother asking a poor monk to tell you."

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"Is this so..."

Ye Feng nodded slightly, looked at Hu Ling'er, whose eyes were still closed, and said, "Senior, is my companion experiencing another illusion?"

"No, she is in the same illusion as you."

Daoan shook his head.

"Then when I wake up, why does she..."

Ye Feng's tone was stagnant, and his eyes suddenly revealed a fierce look, "She fell in the illusion, could it be that she became a true god!"

"Won't."

Daoan saw that Ye Feng was anxious and waved his hand quickly.

"This benefactor woke up with you. I don't know why she closed her eyes."

Hearing this, Ye Feng was stunned. He looked at Hu Ling'er in confusion. The female doll also opened her eyes and looked at him at this time, with a blush on her face.

"Since you're awake, why are you pretending?"

Ye Feng asked helplessly.

"I...hehe."

Hu Ling'er scratched her head, but her pretty face turned even redder, and she turned her head away and stopped talking to him.

Although Ye Feng felt speechless upon seeing this, he had no choice but to shake his head.

"Now that we have passed the illusion test, we can leave through the forest path after seeing the temple spirit."

"Of course."

Host Daoan nodded.

"Where is the temple spirit?

Since it insists on us entering the temple, there must be something going on, so why not show up and see it. "

Ye Feng said in a deep voice.

He could probably conclude that the temple spirit had no ill intentions, and the people in the Golden Buddha Temple were also kind-hearted people. However, after being forced to enter the temple and going through the illusion test, he still felt a little angry in his heart.

"The donor went to the forest path and naturally met the temple spirit. He told me that he had prepared tea for the donor."

Host Daoan smiled.

"snort.

"

Although Ye Feng felt unhappy, the other party was so polite, so he could only snort and couldn't say anything too harsh.

"In this case, we will go meet him."

Ye Feng held Hu Ling'er's hand and came to the back of the main hall. Behind the main hall were buildings that looked like they were where monks once practiced in seclusion.

There is a portal, which is the back door of the main hall. After leaving the main hall through the portal, Ye Feng sees a deep forest path.

This path is very long and narrow, and it looks very strange. It is winding and has countless corners, and there is no exit in sight.

Ye Feng frowned slightly. Such a path was a bit weird. Leaving through this place seemed to be deliberately making things difficult.

"I want to see what you are planning."

Ye Feng's face was gloomy. He took Hu Ling'er into the path. After walking along the winding path for a while, the front suddenly opened up and a pavilion appeared.

The pavilion was planted with bright flowers, and the fragrance was fragrant. There were also many birds with bright feathers flying in the pavilion, chirping, and the sound was crisp and pleasant.

Seeing these birds, Ye Feng couldn't help but think of Ye Ling, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

"Your Excellency seems to have thought of something happy."

A clear voice sounded, and Ye Feng looked in the direction of the voice. A young man in white clothes and holding a folding fan in the pavilion looked at Ye Feng with a warm smile.

On the stone table in front of the young man, there were several cups of tea. The tea exuded a refreshing fragrance. Even from a long distance, Ye Feng could smell the smell, and his spirits were lifted.

"Are you the Golden Buddha Temple Spirit?"

Ye Feng looked at the young master. He originally thought that the temple spirit was just a consciousness, but he didn't expect that the other party had condensed into a physical form. This is the completion of the evolution of the life level.

It is more difficult for a spiritual tool or a spiritual object to give birth to consciousness than for an ordinary magic beast to give birth to spiritual intelligence.

And the condensation of a spiritual object is similar to the transformation of a magic beast into a human, but it is thousands of times more difficult to be transformed into a human.

Every spiritual object that condenses into a physical form can be said to be a gift from heaven and earth, and its rarity is comparable to that of a water spirit like Hu Ling'er.