Chapter 252: Putuo, Donghai

Lin Yuying arrived at the bathroom, her face no longer showing the gentle and dignified demeanor of others, and her eyes revealing some sharpness.

She took a white communication symbol from her handbag. She was just an ordinary person who only knew a little bit of mysticism. She took a small knife and lightly scratched her fingertips, smearing the blood droplets on the symbol. The symbol paper lit up, and she silently wriggled her lips. Then she took out a lighter and lit the symbol paper, and lines of handwriting appeared in the blue flames, gradually disappearing into the air.

There are many types of communication symbols, and Lin Keqing often uses bidirectional communication symbols. The receiving party draws the same symbol, which is a bit like a mobile phone. The type of communication symbol used by Lin Yuying is one-way, with the other party's soul imprint engraved on it. As long as it is ignited, the other party can receive the message at any time.

After finishing these, Lin Yuying took out her makeup bag and carefully applied high-end makeup, gradually concealing the unpredictable expression on her face.

At this moment, Lin Keqing was having a conversation with Xiaota: "Why doesn't she believe me

Xiao Ta said, "How long have you only inherited the identity of the Lin family? But Lin Yuying has been in the secular world for so many years, and it's not easy to live to this day. Who knows what she has gone through, so it's only right to be cautious and careful. Please show some patience, time will prove everything

Upon hearing his words, Lin Keqing felt a bit relieved and nodded, saying, "Yes, time will prove everything, but what I lack most now is time

However, judging from her attitude just now, although she didn't recognize herself, she was only about to pierce through the window paper. I don't think it will prevent me from getting close to her strictly. I hope her senior can come back and get more information about the Lin family.

Xiao Ta saw the thoughtful expression and rolled his eyes, saying unkindly, "You're so smart, why didn't you know how to turn this time

What do you mean, "Lin Keqing said.

It's okay, I was just guessing. Maybe you'll find out soon, "Xiao Ta pretended to be disappointed, but a happy smile appeared on her face.

Lin Yuying is indeed just a mortal, but he cannot see her life cycle clearly, there are only two possibilities. One is that she has some kind of magical tool that can interfere with the star chart, and the other is that she may be an anomaly like Lin Keqing.

The fate of the Lin family is full of ups and downs, the more anomalies there are, the better.

He sat on the exquisite white lacquered table, raised his hand to take pictures of the colorful candies in the fruit platter, happily eating while playfully shaking his two tender white calves. He rubbed each other and said, "It's really strange, why is it so cold today

Recently, he has achieved success in cultivation. Not only does his aura become vast and mysterious, but his spiritual body is also gradually transforming from virtual to real, and he can directly sense changes in the external temperature.

Lin Keqing said, "It must be due to the influence of the cold current in the East China Sea." She thought of the old monk. Could his breach of contract be related to this matter

I remembered what Ghost Seven had said to Iron Head Monk on Mount Putuo before. He said that Mount Putuo was also frozen and asked Iron Head Monk to take care of his own home. Did they plan to build the Putuo Temple at that time

Just as Lin Yuying came out, Lin Keqing had nothing to say and asked, "Mrs. Xiao, what was the matter with the cold wave you talked about earlier

Lin Yuying was feeling guilty about hiding it from her. Seeing that she had no resentment towards her, she was immediately moved. When she heard the question, she quickly replied, "It's this strange cooling incident. Do you know about the sinking of the island country

Lin Keqing nodded and said, "I know, it was mentioned in the news

The last news report before the end of the day was the East China Sea tsunami and the sinking of the island nation.

Lin Yuying's eyes showed a deep look of sorrow as she said, "Let me tell you, the island nation sank in a sea roar. I don't know what happened, but the entire East China Sea turned into a glacier, preventing the tsunami. Otherwise, our entire Jiangnan Province would probably be finished. The base uses reconnaissance planes to observe every day, but we haven't found the reason for the formation of the glacier yet

Lin Keqing's eyes showed deep contemplation. She had stayed on the glacier before, and it was certain that the current temperature was much lower than before, which was really abnormal.

Xiaota once said that the freezing of the East China Sea may seem terrifying, but it is actually a form of protection for the Chinese mainland. Perhaps there is a divine artifact in the East China Sea that can freeze such a vast sea area. Obviously, this artifact is very powerful and cannot be stopped so quickly.

The last pass of the cultivation world overseas is Putuo Temple. Now that such a change has occurred, may something have happened to Putuo Temple

She couldn't sit still anymore and said, "The East China Sea is so close to us. If anything happens, there won't be enough time to react. We need to investigate thoroughly

When Lin Yuying found out about this news, she reacted the same way as Lin Keqing. She took out Xiao Teng's words of comfort and said, "Don't worry, the base has blocked the message. Please ask the esper to investigate. If there is a result, we will know it as soon as possible and we won't have time to react

That's what they said, but they all knew in their hearts that the East China Sea had become a glacier beyond the limits of human knowledge. No matter what happened, they were powerless and could only seek help from the cultivation world.

But Lin Keqing is very skeptical about the ability of the cultivation world.

Hundreds of years of the end of the Dharma era greatly weakened the overall strength of the cultivation world. Shushan Sect is the great leader of the cultivation world, but there are only two or three hundred real inner disciples.

Not to mention other small sects and factions.

Yuanying cultivators are rare and rarely appear in major events. Most of the people in Zifu realm were from the early period of the Late Dharma era, and now they are several hundred years older, forming a serious gap with those in the middle period of the Late Dharma era.

Most people in the mid period of the end of the law era were stuck in the realm of small achievements, and the earliest group had already passed away. Even if they were lucky enough to survive, they would have become true old people. The younger generation, only those with excellent qualifications, will be trained with great effort by the sect, which is now the mainstream. However, the resources in the cultivation world are limited, and various major sects are relying on their old capital, so there are not many such talents.

So after knowing their level of strength, Lin Keqing decided to learn from Luo Li and establish his own power. One day, his identity would be exposed and he would become an enemy to the world, so that he would not have no ability to resist at all.

She was worried about the old monk, so she said to Lin Yuying, "Let's go out. If they send someone to scout, I'll be one of them

"Cluck, you are so active, they are eager to do it. In fact, if you were not a woman and a newcomer, they would have been rude to you." Lin Yuying has exquisite eyebrows and eyes. The most beautiful thing is a small mouth of cherry, with gorgeous lipstick on it. When she smiles, she looks like a perfect red heart. She is really charming, very similar to Lin Keqing.

A thought flashed through Lin Keqing's mind like a shooting star, but he didn't catch it.

The two of them arrived at the banquet hall together, singing and dancing in a state of extravagance.

The superpowers are not here, they should have gone to a meeting for the East China Sea matter. They are at the highest level, just like themselves, fourth order superpowers. The fastest way to reach the East China Sea is by plane, but now the cold wave is fierce. Can planes really fly

Lin Keqing felt that he might not be able to rely on it, so his spiritual body made a thin wisp of smoke and drifted towards the direction of the East China Sea.

At this moment on the east coast, the blue icebergs are vast and endless, with a cold atmosphere that forms a mix of thick and thin, ever-changing white mist. Under the faint moonlight, it reflects the ice light and snow shadows, as mysterious and beautiful as a lost paradise.

Mount Putuo is located on the banks of the East China Sea, where incense is flourishing year-round, and the devout footsteps of the people have visited every corner of the island. But no one could have imagined that there is an ancient cultivation sect here that has been guarding the coastal people since ancient times.

But now the small island where Putuo Buddhist Temple is located has been completely covered and frozen by waves, becoming an underwater ice city.

Just to the east, not far from the island, there are numerous ice bamboo shoots and overlapping light and shadow. In the white mist, there is a flicker of freezing point, like mirrors reflecting the sky and stars. In each beam of light, more than ten monks wearing earthy yellow monk robes sit cross legged, forming a magic formation to deal with the surging white mist.

They recited sutras and mantras in an orderly manner, forming golden ones that collided with white mist like gold and stone.

The white mist was in pain and let out a fierce roar like a gust of wind.

It turned out to be a huge misty beast as small as a mountain, with a snow-white body, rolling like a snowball, only four limbs without a head, waving its huge arm like a diamond, fanning the cold air, and carrying a blizzard, dyeing the monks into snowmen.

At the center of the formation they formed, a golden gourd floated up and down in the air, which was the Buddha's treasure gourd of the old monk. However, at this moment, its light had dimmed much compared to when it was in the hands of Lin Keqing, becoming gray and fluffy. Cracks appeared on the surface, revealing the original meridians of the wooden gourd. Through the meridians, it could be seen that about ten young monks were sleeping inside the gourd.

The old monk was sitting cross legged, his face pale and his mouth stained with a strand of blood. The dark tattered monk's robe looked like it had been cut by a knife, turning into tattered cloth strips hanging on his thin and emaciated body, covered in blood stains and dust.

Mount Putuo holds a high position in the realm of cultivation. In their eyes, all beings are equal, and even wandering souls can reach the ultimate happiness.

So after the end of the day, they dispersed to various places to cross over the souls of the deceased, leaving only these ordinary monks in the rear headquarters. Although they are also cultivators, they practice Buddhism, which belongs to literary practice. In the sudden changes, they are like unarmed mortals, listless under the long-term harassment of fog beasts. Once the old monk cannot hold on, waiting for them will be a tragic ending.

They worship Buddha all year round, and they truly regard death as their own. However, if they fail, the continent behind them will lose its barrier and be completely exposed to the mist beasts. The consequences will be unimaginable, and they can only grit their teeth and persevere.

As the top expert in Putuo, Iron Head Monk was originally stationed at the mountain gate. After learning that there was evil cultivation in Xiaoqing Mountain, he rushed to help. However, when he returned to the mountain gate, he encountered a fog beast that caused a cold current and froze the small island. The two sides engaged in a big battle. Unexpectedly, this brainless monster fog was very cunning and led him into this trap. At the last minute, he sent a message to the old monk for help, and he didn't expect that this fog monster was even more powerful than they had imagined and had reached this point.

He felt guilty and held up his staff, shouting loudly at the old monk in the gourd, "Ancestor, I can't hold on anymore. You take them first and I'll cover for you

He looked at the western sky, only white mist or white mist, with no reinforcements, and endless despair in his eyes. He sent several groups of people out to seek help, but there has been no response so far. It may be a sign of impending doom.

In the Buddha's treasure gourd, the old monk held his chest, suppressed the pain, and sternly said to Tietou and Shangdao, "Don't act recklessly. This place may be like Xiaoqingshan, because a specific environment has formed an independent space. If there is still no change after the hour of Zi, even if I risk my life, I will also help you get out of trouble

Iron Head Monk recognized the decisiveness in his words and knew that he had a will to die, but clearly all of this was caused by himself

How could he bear to sacrifice even his ancestors after killing so many disciples of the same sect? So he angrily shouted at the Mist Beast, "I'll fight you

He is in the early stage of the Purple Mansion realm, and once he tries his best, it is very terrifying.

The golden pill in the Dan Mansion shone like a small sun, illuminating him like a transparent golden statue, shining in harmony with the Buddhist beads on the staff. Two golden beams broke through the sky like towering pillars, forming two golden beams in the clouds.

He is using his life to communicate