If it was in the past, he would have been afraid, because if he didn't pay attention to this place, he would die if he didn't pay attention to it, and he still had many people who couldn't let go.

It's about 100 meters high, and walking in the middle makes even a magician tremble.

Wang Fan walked a quarter of the distance and began to speed up, stepping on it like a dragonfly passing over the water, if he ignored the chain under his feet, he would definitely think that he had met a god man and flew over like a bird.

Bai Qi and Ian behind him looked at the master who had passed, and the two of them set up Wenrenyu who wanted to escape, one raised his head, the other raised his feet, and shouted frantically regardless of Wenrenyu, and just boarded the chain.

The two followed suit, cooperated quite coordinatedly, and began to dare not open their eyes when they heard people's words.

When he was half of the way through, he began to relax and felt extremely comfortable, so he actually opened his eyes and raised his arms, imitating the action of flying: "Uncle is a bird, I am flying." ”

He has adapted to the environment and pretended to be forced in time.

Ian and Bai Qi smiled evilly in their eyes, and before they could react to the words, they were thrown into the air, and he was suddenly thrown into the sky, fell off and changed directions, panicked, and almost died suddenly.

Ian smiled: "Don't you want to fly, let you fly, do you want to do it again." ”

Wen Renyu trembled and swallowed his saliva, this thrilling and immortal journey was like playing roller coasters for the first time when I was a child: "Of course." ”

Ian was bored, and the two ignored the guy again.

After the danger, there was another mountain in front of them, and everyone climbed up and saw the stairs leading to heaven on the mountainside.

It was an almost straight staircase, the staircase was very slippery and sloping downward, and it was easy to fall if you didn't pay attention, and the moss between the stone slabs was sticky because it had not been repaired for many years.

The two mountains sandwiched the ladder in the middle, Wang Fan stepped on it, the higher he went, the smaller the distance between the two mountains, and to a certain extent, he had to lean over to pass.

Wen Ren said: "There is also a legend on this mountain, saying that there is an immortal here who manages the book of heaven, thousands of years have passed, he saw a stone under the mountain that has become a fine stone, so he helped the stone get a human form."

As a result, he accidentally released the goblin suppressed under the mountain, so he handed over the book of heaven to the stone to cultivate, and was finally tied up and locked up by the chain of immortals, and the ladder in the middle was split by his apprentice in order to save him. ”

As he spoke, he was lifted up by Ian with one arm on his own: "Thank you, I have a fear of heights, my feet will shake when I climb up, I can help you cheer." ”

Saying and singing a song, it is a classic song of the Red Army's Long March, and when he was howled by a male duck, Wang Fan blocked his ears and said: "You shut up is the best help for us." ”

Wang Fan climbed again, feeling sweaty and much more comfortable, he temporarily rested for a while to observe the two opposing mountains.

What is used to depict these many characters on this mountain wall, Wang Fan walked into the mold, only to find that it turned out to be scriptures, maybe there was a great power in the past who thought about it on the wall and carved it out.

Each of these words has to be carved several times before it is formed, and now these characters have been weathered, most of them can't be seen clearly, Wang Fan stroked these characters and said: "Hearing people's words, there are people here who have been treated." ”

"I don't know, you have to ask the abbot carefully, this happened before I was born. At that time in the Republic of China, this pond was still a barren mountain range.

At that time, there were many bandit leaders living on the mountain, each occupying a hill and claiming the king, and the bandits were rampant, often going down the mountain to rob things.

Later, a national army came here, and the command of the national army said to suppress bandits.

I don't know what happened on the top of the mountain, that large army was all in trouble, and it was planted here, and the army commander survived, and he didn't have the courage to go back and stayed in the bandit pile and became a monk. ”

"Why did you stay in the bandit pile and become a monk and not find a temple?" Bai Qi asked.

"Here's the thing, my grandfather said, the officer first joined the bandits, and then shaved his head to believe in Buddhism, and all day long holding Buddha beads and chanting sutras and knocking wooden fish. Although he was a monk, he was still a bandit. ”

Wang Fan said in his heart, he carved the scriptures of this mountain, so many of his subordinates died, he must be sorry and sad.

The group rested for a while and continued their way up, and soon found a way out.

It was a stone cave, it was very dark inside, there was no light, they walked in, about a few tens of meters, and they found the exit, and the stupa was close in front of them.

Wang Fan visited a statue of Guanyin in front of the high platform of the temple, saying that Guanyin could have become a Buddha, but he said that if the wicked people in the world are not enough, he will not become a Buddha, and as a result, he can only be Guanyin.

Like the king of the earth, hell is not empty and he will never become a Buddha, but he will only be a bodhisattva, and he will miss the opportunity to become a Buddha because of his vows.

Hearing the words, his legs were almost not weak, so he followed everyone up the stairs in front of the temple, and halfway through the climb, he suddenly heard the humming of a helicopter behind him.

Wang Fan turned his head and saw a helicopter falling from a high altitude, the fuselage was very new and avant-garde.

A bald monk in the inner warehouse poked his head out, wearing a robe and smiling:

"Master Wang, why did you rush over by yourself, without notifying me, inform me, I will take a helicopter to pick you up, this pool is difficult to walk, and you can't even drive a car......"

At this moment, Wang Fan had an evil thought in his heart that wanted to cut people.

But when I heard the words of the people, he said bluntly: "Godgrandpa, you know how we climbed up, how much we suffered, I want to cut you with a knife now......"

Ian glanced at him, you've moved your legs along the way.

The monk got off the plane and took a few people's shoulders: "Since we are here, let's go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, it is said that Master Wang must have a lot of things to ask me, and I still know something about Miao Jiang." ”

Wang Fan just wanted to borrow stones, and when he heard that the old man seemed to know a lot of things, his heart suddenly refreshed a lot, and the fatigue of the whole way was put aside.

"I do have a lot of things to ask for. He raised his hand and made a please.

Everyone went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion together, passed the stairs in front of the temple, and hung the two big characters of "Tibetan Scripture" from right to left above the main hall facing it.

The abbot explained:

"A few decades ago, the scriptures were hidden here, when the **** Red Guards, those people broke the feudal superstition and wanted to come up to burn the book, but they didn't know how to find the direction halfway back, this place is blessed by the Buddha, it is really fortunate.

Legend has it that only those who are sincere enough can climb the slope to this scripture to seek answers.

Now this place has become a national first-class cultural relics protection center, in addition to the Taoist collection of 30 million, countless Buddhist scriptures, there are many documents that have not been circulated.

Many archaeological historians also live here and study all year round, but when the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is big, there are only a few people who turn it over and over, and it is not very popular.

I usually wait here for Qing cultivation, fellow Daoist, you came just in time for my free time. ”

(End of chapter)