There are miasma-filled quagmire places everywhere, or they are steep and strange peaks, which are not suitable for people to live in.
The key is that the aura on this planet is thinner than Yangxiaoxing. It is conceivable that it will be more difficult for monks on this planet to cultivate into immortals.
Chen Fan patted Baolian and climbed above the sea of clouds to continue flying.
There is no moon in the clear night sky, but there is a yellow-green planet hanging on the distant horizon, seemingly looming.
Chen Fan somewhat understood why the environment on this planet was like this.
Without the influence of the moon's gravity, it will be difficult for the atmosphere of the entire planet to form a relatively stable monsoon belt, and also because of the lack of satellite gravity, the sea will not have tidal effects.
The resulting influence is like a domino effect, with a slight difference directly affecting the climate and ecological environment of the entire planet.
Perhaps the water vapor in one place cannot flow to other places because of the absence of the monsoon. It will only accumulate in one place and eventually form a flooded area.
On the contrary, a place lacking rain and water will form a dry land until it becomes a barren desert.
Of course, Chen Fan is not a professional climate scholar, so he can only make guesses based on the facts he has seen.
After all, no matter how thin the aura of this planet is, it is also a fantasy world, and there are many things that cannot be explained by science.
I don't know how long it took to fly, and the dense fog on the ground began to thin, but the lush vegetation between the mountains and rivers was obviously becoming thinner.
Suddenly, through the faint starlight, Chen Fan caught a glimpse of a house on a mountain peak.
"I finally saw them." Chen Fan breathed a sigh of relief. If he didn't see a single figure in one night, he would think he would have traveled to an uninhabited alien planet.
The invisible Baolian slowly dropped the head of the cloud. Chen Fan took a closer look. The black paint was so dark that he could only see a group of buildings sitting on the mountainside.
Chen Fan slapped Baolian to open the shield and took a breath, but he didn't smell any popularity.
"Is it a ghost village with no one?" Chen Fan is not afraid of ghosts. If there are ghosts, he will be even more afraid of him: "Forget it, you can't find a living person. Just find a ghost and ask about it."
Chen Fan directly controlled Baolian to land on the ground and looked again, and immediately realized that he had guessed wrong.
This is not a village at all, because how can there be a large palace-like complex in a village where mortals live.
Although most of these palaces have been decayed and collapsed long ago, the ruined walls that still stand are all telling the glory of the past.
"Is it a certain fairy gate that has closed down and disbanded?" Chen Fan walked past the ruins covered with weeds and came to the outside of a large hall with only one corner.
The whole hall has been precarious, and looks precarious.
Chen Fan didn't dare to go in and find out, for fear of burying himself inside, he took out a flashlight and turned it on, and immediately frightened a few dark shadows and rushed out.
Chen Fan had a calm face, because when he approached this hall, he had already scanned the situation inside with his divine sense, and there was nothing else except some wild beasts.
The bright light slowly swept across the weedy hall, and you could see the beams and huge pillars covered with vines, but nothing else.
Chen Fan raised his hand and took a photo on the door beam, and found that there was no plaque. From this, he concluded that the owner here should go very calmly and took away everything he could take away.
Seeing that he couldn't find any useful clues, Chen Fan planned to continue on his way.
Summoning Baolian into the air again, suddenly Chen Fan glanced at a piece of woodland outside the ruins, and found that there were obviously man-made things inserted in the woods.
Chen Fan immediately flew over, hovering outside the towering woods to take a closer look, and was stunned.
Because those things in the woods are impressive pagodas covered with moss!
"Tahlin?!" Chen Fan was surprised and immediately jumped off Baolian and walked into the woods to a two-foot-high stone tower. He wiped off the moss on the surface with his hand, and immediately saw a vague Buddha relief.
Chen Fan looked back at the entire ruined wall, and immediately guessed that this ruin was not built by a cultivator at all, but a Buddhist temple!
"Sleeping in the middle of the night to ruin the temple..." Chen Fan sighed: "If there are a few more dragon traps, it may trigger the legendary plot of dog blood."
It's a pity that this kind of plot will obviously not happen tonight, because this ghost place really doesn't even have a ghost.
Chen Fan drove the lotus in a circle over the ruins before flying away, continuing on his way.
At dawn, Chen Fan flew down a river and finally saw a village.
After pretending to be a traveler, Chen Fan actually inquired and learned that there were more than a dozen villages within a radius of thirty miles, and there was an ancient temple on a mountain to the east.
In the temple there are great masters who can drive away ghosts and monsters, as well as eminent monks who can cure and save people.
The great mage here is not the kind of magician in the magical world, but a monk with great wisdom who has practiced all the year round, is proficient in Buddhism, and can guide and teach sentient beings.
For example, the most famous one, Master Sanzang.
Therefore, during festivals, the incense in the temple is still flourishing.
Chen Fan thanked the villagers who gave the way, and after walking far, he drove the lotus to find this temple.
Chen Fan was sitting on top of Baolian, hidden among the clouds, overlooking the mountains and forests, and saw an ancient temple hidden between the Cangmu trees. From a distance, he could smell strands of sandalwood floating in the wind. There was no poisonous snake within a few miles. Ants dared to get closer.
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Today is not a festival, so no one goes up to the mountain to worship Buddha.
Chen Fan followed the quiet and winding mountain road to the temple gate, and saw the ancient temple door open. In the clean and tidy courtyard stood a half-foot-high stone carving incense burner with incense.
Chen Fan looked up and down, and found that the ancient temple did not even have a plaque, it was actually an anonymous temple.
But there is also a big Buddha in the small temple, so in order to maintain respect, Chen Fan didn't dare to spy on the inside with divine knowledge, but walked in openly.
The great demon Chen Fan, who did not have the imaginary buddha image, showed its original shape, everything was as usual and quiet.
Chen Fan walked around the incense burner to the outside of the main hall, only to see an old gray-robed monk cleaning the Buddha stand.
"Ahem." Chen Fan coughed slightly.
The old gray-robed monk stopped his movements when he heard the sound, turned around and glanced, and hurriedly put together a ceremony: "Amitabha, the donor Lao Na is polite."
Chen Fan smiled and replied: "The monk is polite, I happened to be passing by the precious temple, so I wanted to ask for a bowl of water and ask about it by the way. I wonder if the monk can make it convenient?"
