Last time he came, Chen Ran didn't stay in the temple for long.

Only now did I notice that the White Dragon Temple is actually very large.

Behind the temple is a continuous green hill.

The mountain stream is clear and flowing.

From time to time, there are little monks, carrying firewood, carrying buckets, sweaty, on the soft soil, running non-stop.

Go up the mountain, chop wood, fetch water.

The repetition of day after day is a practice of combining body and mind for them.

Walk with it. There are also several major monks of the White Dragon Temple.

Among them, the highest cultivation has reached the Jindan realm.

At this moment, Jun followed behind him without saying a word, like a shadow.

It's the height of summer.

In the woods, the sound of cicadas made Chen Ran, who was already a little irritable, couldn't help frowning.

He didn't find them as noisy as he was now.

It's not that loud, though.

Chen Ran vaguely remembered that when he was a child reading, the cries of cicadas were louder and harsher than now.

But Chen Ran was not as disgusted as he is now.

Thankfully, it didn't take long. The sound of cicadas faded away.

There are only a few vague ones, and they occasionally make a few sounds, which are almost inaudible.

Chen Ran's mood finally eased a little.

At this time, several people had already walked halfway up the mountain, approaching the top of the mountain.

seemed to see what Chen Ran was thinking. Sumeru, who was walking in the front, said with a smile:

"Holy Walker, do you know why the cicadas' cries are so high-pitched and intense?"

Chen Ran tilted his head slightly, puzzled: "Is it because of the short lifespan?"

"Actually, it's not short. "

Sumeru shook his head slightly:

"A cicada can live for more than ten years. "

"Maybe fifteen years, maybe seventeen years. "

"It's just that cicadas spend most of their lives in the dirt. "

"It's only at the beginning of summer that they emerge from the ground and see the sun. "

"It's like a moth longing for a flame. "

"As the name 'knows'.

"Knowledge is wisdom, and knowledge is enlightenment. "

Perhaps, when they came out of the land, they already knew that their life was coming to an end, so they would sing to their heart's content before they withered to prove the value of their lives. "

Sumeru said:

"Floating dust, stealth and silence. "

"Born to make a sound, a blockbuster. "

"Just like a gentleman, deafening!"

"We monks, the Zen that we have painstakingly pursued, perhaps, is to know the two words. "

Chen Ran was silent.

Sumeru's words made his irritable heart gradually quiet down.

Life is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves.

Death is as brilliant as a summer flower.

Maybe it's the cicada.

Speaking of this, Sumeru's eyes lowered: "It's just that this year, early summer has just arrived, but it is already difficult to smell the cicadas." "

"Maybe there were some, before the end of autumn. It's gone. "

Speaking of this, Sumeru himself laughed: "Respectable and pathetic life blooms like fire and withers like a flower." "

"Is our life the same?"

When Sumeru said this, his expression was much more relaxed.

It's like letting go, a burden that hasn't been let go for many years.

"Holy Walker, in a moment I will draw out the power of the Sumeru fruit in my body, and you are here to protect the Dharma for me. "

"When the gate of heaven is opened, you must seize the opportunity, because I can only open the gate of heaven for you once, and if you miss it, there will be no chance. "

After coming to the top of the mountain, Sumeru said with a serious face.

"I remember, thank you, Master. Chen Ran saluted solemnly.

Sumeru sat cross-legged.

He exhaled a breath of turbid air lightly, and then folded his hands.

Between his eyebrows, there was an extra golden mark.

After Sumeru's soft snort, in an instant, the breath between heaven and earth rioted.

Chen Ran could even clearly feel that the irritability of the surrounding air flow through it seemed as if there was a huge grinding disc crushing in the void, causing bursts of roaring sounds in the air.

The next moment, a steady stream of true qi condensed into a white chain along the mark between Sumeru's eyebrows. Towards the sky.

"Buddha Seal!"

"Bring it up!"

"Enlightenment!"

The head monks sitting around changed their mudras one after another, condensing their own strength, penetrating Zhou Tian, and pouring into the most central Sumeru.

Chen Ran's eyes were shocked.

I saw that at this moment, the true qi released by Sumeru was even more majestic!

Like a huge pillar of light heading towards the sky, it tore a huge crack in the firmament.

It is different from the practice of prosperity and withering.

At this moment, Sumeru does not borrow space tools, but simply uses power to forcibly open the gate of heaven, which will naturally cause such a vision of heaven and earth.

Such a spectacular scene, within a radius of ten miles, can be seen clearly.

Many people couldn't help but be amazed, thinking that they had seen a miracle.

Some people even took out their mobile phones to record as a souvenir.

If it is in the West, I am afraid that there will be many people who think that God has come and should immediately bow and worship.

After all, even if Kunxu appeared, they had never seen such an exaggerated scene as a crack in the sky.

"Poof--"

Suddenly!

Sumeru spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, and his face was immediately difficult to see.

Chen Ran was about to rescue him, but when he saw him open his eyes, he motioned for Chen Ran to stop.

"Keep going like this. You're going to die. Chen Ran was anxious, "You have already helped me enough, there is no need to sacrifice your life to open the Heavenly Gate!"

Sumeru coughed, shook her head, and said:

"It's all right, Holy Walker. "

"This Sumeru fruit should have belonged to you. I was greedy and guarded this fruit for 400 years...... Scold. For four hundred years, it hasn't given me any strength, and I'm just a container for Sumeru. "

"But now, it is willing to be stripped from my body and open the door of heaven for you, perhaps, Providence is so. "

When Sumeru said this, he swept away his tiredness and his eyes were sharp.

He lifted his hands slightly upward.

When the hands are raised above the head. In the palm of his hand, there was an extra fruit made of light dust.

Suddenly!