Qingshi Mountain, a mountain range outside Qingshi Town, has been hollowed out for hundreds of years with the mining of the people of Qingshi Town. ΔΔe Ω ┡ said om

Bluestone is no longer produced in the mountains, and people no longer enter the mountains.

The residents of Qingshi Town have begun to live a life of farming, and they have even gradually forgotten that Qingshi Mountain once produced bluestone.

If you want to say that people remember the most, it is the Mu Bai boy who has lived in the Aniu family in Qingshi Town for 80 years.

Nowadays, a Muxian temple has been established in Qingshi Town, and the temple does not worship the statue of the god, but enshrines a staircase.

With the passage of time, not many people except the older generation know the origin of this step.

The years are merciless, they will not stop because of anyone or anything, and a hundred years have passed in an instant.

From Mu Bai's clone to now, two hundred years have passed.

Qingshi Town is still there, Muxian Temple is still there, the incense is getting more and more prosperous, and it is even more divine. Later, many dignitaries came from afar to worship.

Later, it attracted the attention of the royal family and sent troops to move the entire Muxian Temple. However, when the emperor's powerful troops arrived, they couldn't even cross the wall outside the town, and in the end they could only think that they had offended the immortals in the Muxian Temple, so they had to retreat obediently.

As a result, the reputation of Muxian Temple became more and more famous, and gradually spread in the country of Qingshi Town.

As the Muxian Temple became more and more divine, Muxian Temples began to be established in various places.

Soon, many temples were built in this area.

Miraculously, in each temple, there is only one step enshrined.

In Qingshi Town, Ah Niu's children and grandchildren have already moved to a new courtyard, but they have guarded the Muxian Temple for generations, and all the toys made by Mu Bai's clone back then are stored in the pavilion of the Muxian Temple.

In the past few years, the descendants of Ah Niu have been worshipping every day, and they regard those toys as gods, and they are worshipping and wiping them every day.

The days passed, and it was extremely calm, and as long as the people in Qingshi Town entered the Muxian Temple to truly worship, they would definitely be able to get their wishes.

On this day, a cultivator wearing a robe came from outside the town, entered the town, and stepped straight into the Muxian Temple.

The walker stood in the temple, staring at the enshrined steps, staring for a long time, and said, "Sure enough, it's you." You are very powerful, you have done nothing, and you can actually get people's worship. But you are wrong, this is in my world, and even if you get more faith power, it will belong to me. ”

Speaking of this, he smiled slightly, waved one hand, and a ray of light shot out of his hand.

"What are you doing?" a group of old people who were chanting in the Muxian Temple stood up and exclaimed in surprise.

"Ignorant fools!" the walker snorted coldly, and a powerful aura emanated from his body, heading straight for the group of old men.

"Immortals!" Where had the old men seen such a scene, they were suddenly frightened and fell to the ground one by one.

Shout!

At this moment, a light sound came out, and immediately two streamers of light flew out from the attic of Muxian Temple.

The streamer appeared, a light that fell on the walkers, and flew in front of the old men.

Bang bang!

Two loud noises came out at the same time, and I saw that the light from the walkers shattered, and the coercion towards the old people shattered violently.

At this moment, even a fool has already understood that this is the manifestation of the Muxian Temple, the manifestation of the steps enshrined in the Muxian Temple, and it is he who saves everyone.

The old people were frightened, and one by one they fell to the ground and worshiped on the steps.

In the temple, a bamboo stick and a cow-shaped carving floated in the air of the temple, scattering a faint light, but it suppressed the walker.

Thump!

The walker was so suppressed that he knelt down, his face turned pale instantly, his body trembled, and he disappeared with a thud of light.

"Mu Xian has appeared, Mu Xian has appeared!" the old men in the temple cheered, staring at the bamboo sticks and cow-shaped carvings that were still floating in the temple.

Soon, the matter of the manifestation of the Muxian Temple spread throughout this world as if it had grown wings. As a result, the reputation of Bluestone Town has grown.

Ah Niu's descendants came to the Muxian Temple and told the stories handed down by their ancestors. In that story, a young man named Mu Bai lived in their house for 80 years, fishing, playing with children, making all kinds of toys, curing diseases and collecting medicine for the people in the town, and building a wall for the town to protect Qingshi Town for a hundred years

These things were spread one by one. When people climbed up to the attic with a reverent heart to look at the many toys stored in the attic, they found that it had already been shrouded in endless sunlight, and it was impossible to see why.

In this way, the matter of Mu Xian's manifestation was spread even more magical.

The appearance of walkers is not only in Qingshi Town, but also in other places where there is a Muxian Temple, there is a walker. It's just that the ending is exactly the same as Bluestone Town.

Mu Xian, like a hurricane, swept the whole world, making the people here give up their past worship.

Bluestone Mountain still exists, but no one has long since collected any bluestone on that mountain, and even people have forgotten that this mountain once produced bluestone.

The mountain is already full of green trees and flowers. Birds chirp and butterflies dance, like a paradise.

In the mountains, I don't know when, a faint aura appeared. It's just that the aura is extremely light, so faint that even if an immortal cultivator comes, if he doesn't deliberately comprehend it, it will be difficult to sense it.

The mountain has long been hollowed out, and no one knows what it contains, because hundreds of years ago, when bluestone was no longer produced in the mountain, no one entered the mountain again.

And just a year after Mu Bai's clone left Qingshi Town with Xiao Ling'er, all the quarrying entrances in Qingshan were closed by themselves, and no one knew what the reason was, and no one asked.

On this day, a Buddha cultivator came to Qingshi Mountain, a Buddha cultivator who was bathed in Buddha light and had a round of Buddha light behind his head.

Coming to the foot of the mountain, the Buddha Xiu looked at the bluestone mountain, folded his hands, chanted a Buddha name, and said in a deep voice: "Taoist friends entered my Buddha country, damaged my foundation, and now they are hiding in this mountain to cultivate, should I give Lao Na an explanation." ”

The sound came out, cracking through the gold and stones, and went straight into the depths of the mountain range.

For a long time, there was no response at all in the bluestone mountain, and everything was still the same.

The birds stopped on the branches and chirped happily, and the butterflies danced leisurely.

"Fellow Daoist, do you really want to tear your face with Lao Na?" Buddha Xiu's face sank, and his voice was gloomy.

"Haha, tear your face, you fucking shameless, who suppressed Mu Ye and I into this Buddha country in the palm of your hand? At that time, you should have thought that you were very good, did you think that this time you made a lot of money, and actually accepted a monk who was at the peak of the peak period to become your disciple. ”

Mu Bai's voice came out from the bluestone mountain, shaking the void, turning into a sharp blade, breaking through the air, and galloping towards the Buddha cultivator.

Hum!

Buddha Xiu snorted coldly, waved one hand, and shot out a Buddha light.

The Buddha's light came out, transformed into a giant yellow light palm, and slammed out, shattering the sound blade that broke through the air.

The giant palm did not stop, and with a destructive power, it hit the bluestone mountain.

A loud noise came out, and the bluestone mountain was photographed with stone chips flying sideways, and the soil was scattered in all directions.

The mountain was photographed open, revealing the empty mountain within.

It was a huge hollow, the spiritual energy in it was gathered, the elixir was numerous, and at the bottom of the huge hole, where I didn't know where to go, a spiritual vein appeared.

Although that spiritual vein is not large, it has turned this internal space into a spiritual land.

When the Buddha saw such a scene, his face changed dramatically in surprise, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

In the palm of his hand, you must know that this is a small world that he has single-handedly established, a small world that is to provide him with the power of faith.

But now, in a huge mountain in this small world, there is a spiritual vein, an elixir, and there is a monk in it, a human monk who not only recovers his cultivation, but also has many believers, devouring the power of faith day by day.

Mu Bai's clone stood on top of an elixir, clasped his hands around him, lightly touched his toes, and said with a smile: "Hey, old bald donkey, why are you dumbfounded, don't you know Mu Ye! Do you want the spiritual veins here, you want the elixir here? Come, just call Mu Ye, and I will give you all of these." ”

"You" Buddha Xiu's body trembled with anger, his face turned pale, and he said in a deep voice: "How is it possible?

"Haha!" Mu Bai's clone laughed and said, "In Mu Ye's dictionary, there is no three words impossible. ”

After a slight pause, he continued: "Since you are so interested, why not tell you Mu Ye." ”

Looking at the Buddha's cultivation, the divine thoughts spread out and drifted to the Muxian temples in various parts of the Buddha country in this palm.

He said: "There are thousands of cultivators between heaven and earth, no matter what they cultivate, what they pursue is nothing more than refining their bodies and souls, and finally attaining the Great Dao. At the beginning, you suppressed me into this palm Buddha kingdom and sealed my cultivation, thinking that you could make me your disciple, but you were wrong, the fault is that you underestimated Mu Ye's ability, and underestimated Mu Ye's Dao heart!"

"The heart of the empty way, there is a big Nai, and all things in heaven and earth can be accommodated, not to mention the small Buddha country in the palm of the hand. From the moment he entered here, Mu Ye didn't feel that he was one of them, but decided that this place belonged to me. It took me a full 50 years to see all the joys and sorrows of the world, to see everything, and another 30 years to comprehend the heavens, earth, sun and moon of this world, and finally entered the green mountains to cultivate. ”

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, in the eighty years of enlightenment, I really forgot that I was an immortal cultivator, I really thought that I was a mortal, an ordinary mortal who couldn't be more ordinary. ”

"In the thirty years since I comprehended the heavens, the earth, the sun and the moon, I have seen the sun essence, I have seen the moon, and I have seen that the sun and the moon are the Buddha weapons that you use to collect the power of faith. I took the Sun Spirit and the Moon into my body and made them the power of my faith. I'm sorry to take the power of your faith. ”

Speaking of this, he clenched his fists slightly, as if he was really apologizing.

He glanced down at the many elixirs and the spiritual veins, and said with a smile: "Isn't it strange why such a vision appeared in the Buddha Kingdom in your palm? Don't be secretly strange and excited, these have nothing to do with you, let alone the Buddha Kingdom in your palm, but I made these to restore cultivation." ”

"Hee-hee!"

Suddenly, a laughing voice sounded, and then I saw the spiritual veins and many elixirs flashing and disappeared in an instant.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl appeared on the side of Mu Bai's clone, and the blood soul flew from nowhere and stopped at the feet of the two.