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"Boom boom boom."

A sudden knock on the door interrupted the thought, everyone in the room looked at each other, Li Ang frowned, took a step forward, and quickly peeked out through the crack of the door.

Standing outside the door was a young monk with a shaved head. He had an ordinary appearance and no spiritual energy fluctuations on his body.

Li Ang frowned slightly, opened the door,

The monks outside the door saluted respectfully and said peacefully: "Fellow monks, dinner is about to begin, and please move to the Great Zhai Hall for dinner."

Great dining hall, meal?

Li Ang took a breath, smiled and said, "Okay, we'll go there later."

The young monk stepped away, and Li Ang knew what the others were wondering about without turning his head, so he opened the door further so that they could see the scene outside the house more clearly.

It's sunny outside, cloudless,

The Zen buildings full of pre-Sui style stand tall without any signs of damage.

In the middle of the square courtyard connecting the buildings is a cross-shaped road paved with black and white cobblestones, and the open space around the road is full of flowers of various colors.

Tread Tread.

Many people who came out of the east and west wing rooms were heading north along the corridor.

Among them were civilians in brown clothes, dignitaries in luxurious silk and satin clothing, and some people who seemed to be exuding aura fluctuations, obviously practitioners.

"here it is"

Xia Jun took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly.

"That's right, Garan Sect."

Li Ang narrowed his eyes and said softly.

The structure, appearance and terrain of the building complex in front of them are exactly the same as the Jialanzong ruins.

To be swallowed by the Demon Buddha, to travel through again?

Or are these all hallucinations?

Paji.

Sui Yi pinched the soft flesh on his arm heavily, felt the pain, confirmed that he was not hallucinating, and murmured: "This is us, back to the time when the Jialan Sect still existed?

We went back, three hundred years ago? "

"Don't do that kind of thing!"

Xia Jun clenched his fists and let out a low growl between his teeth, "This must be an illusion. I've had enough of your school's tricks. Is it okay for me to retire?"

He tried to tear off the alarm talisman on the back of his hand, but just as he stretched out his hand, Que Teqin pressed his palm.

"Don't act rashly. I think the situation was out of control when the three Buddha statues suddenly came back to life. This probably wasn't the academy's arrangement."

Ashina Que Teqin pouted in the sky, "Look carefully."

Xia Jun followed Que Teqin's gaze and looked up, only to see a glint of light like the surface of a lake faintly shining in the sky.

Like an extremely large bowl, it overturned the entire mountainous area.

There is no doubt that this is some kind of city-level restriction.

"Even if the academy is ingenious, it won't be such a big battle."

Que Teqin said softly: "First figure out the current situation."

clang clang clang——

The temple bells echoed loudly,

Pilgrims wearing all kinds of costumes came out of the wing rooms on the east and west sides in a steady stream, talking and laughing and walking towards the north.

Li Ang and the others packed up their weapons, suppressed their surprise, and blended into the crowd.

'They are all living people with flesh and blood, and their accents and clothing are obviously different from those of Yu people. '

Li Ang looked at the attire of the passers-by around him. The men among these people were wearing soft-footed Futou—the main body of the Futou and the feet of the Futou had no hard support inside.

What is popular in Yu State at the moment is to fix fabrics such as cloth and silk on the scarf, and use iron wire, copper wire, and bamboo wire as the skeleton to make a hard head and feet.

Even if it is a soft-footed head, its head and feet are longer than the head.

It is indeed the clothing style of the former Sui people.

Xiao Da and the others also saw this, and their faces became more and more ugly, especially after overhearing the conversations of the pedestrians around them.

"Oh, I don't know what's going on with the Jiangdu mutiny. Those chaotic officials and thieves, your Majesty, just like the dragon and the sky, can't hold back their ambitions."

"It will get better, there are still so many worshipers in the palace, and there are still so many governors who are loyal to the Sui Kingdom in the states and counties."

"What's the use? No matter how many offerings there are in the palace, can it suppress so many sects of practice? Can it suppress so many families with different hearts?"

"Hush, whisper, everyone has taken refuge in the Jialan Sect, don't talk about state affairs anymore. Let's take a look at Lingtai Mountain in the distance."

Jiangdu Disease, Dragon Yubintian, Jialanzong.

These key words came to the ears, setting off a turbulent wave in the hearts of Jiu Fenghai and the others.

Did they really go back to the end of the Sui Dynasty three hundred years ago?

Yu Guo's teachers, relatives, friends... Will we never see each other again?

"calm,"

When walking through the promenade and the crowd gradually thinned out, Li Ang deliberately slowed down, and said to Sui Yi and the others who looked shocked and dazed: "If there is an effect, there must be a cause. As long as we are not dead, there is hope. Find out why we are here." Come here, you can find your way back.

Now put away the expression on your face, don't reveal your identity. "

Jiu Fenghai opened his mouth, looked at the overly calm Li Ang, and couldn't help asking: "Aren't you nervous? Are you worried that you won't be able to go back?"

"I'd like to go back more than any of you, but worrying isn't helping the situation."

Li Ang thought to himself, isn't it time travel? It's not like I haven't tried it before, "Okay, the Great Zhaitang is coming soon, go there, talk less and listen more, collect information, don't disperse."

He strode forward and flicked his fingers lightly.

He is more certain than others that he is now in another time and space—

The moss parasitic under the skin still exists, and the lotus of bitterness, psychic paper, water essence bead powder, and even the unknown iron box obtained from the broken clean bottle before are also on the body,

Only Mosi's avatar could not sense it at all.

'In order to prevent accidents, I let Mosi's avatar go underground two hundred miles away from Lingtai Mountain to lurk in advance.

Prior to this, no matter it was the restriction of the Imperial Palace of the Yu Kingdom, the restriction of the Academy, or even the restriction of the Dongjun Tower, none of them blocked my connection with Mosi's avatar

Things are definitely different now. '

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Zen advocates the equality of all living beings, so monks in temples must eat together regardless of their status or the length of their practice years.

The dining place is called the Great Zhaitang.

This is a building that is even more spacious than the Great Hall of the Great Hero. Rows of long tables and benches are neatly arranged, and some monks are holding wooden food boxes to deliver the fast food.

Due to the extremely richness of the Jialan sect, the quality of these vegetarian meals has not declined at all due to the large number of diners. Except that there are no five meats such as garlic and onions (Zen Buddhism prohibits the use of spicy food), the taste is similar to that of the Xuegong canteen.

While Li Ang and the others were eating sullenly, they looked around and listened to all directions, and found out some information.