Ling Chusi finished eating snacks and drinking tea, and the story of the storyteller in the teahouse came to an end for the time being.

When he met the empty monk for the first time before, Ling Chusi already knew that both the empty himself and the Pure Nian Zen Sect from which he was born were quite prestigious in the rivers and lakes. However, it was only this time that I accidentally learned from the storyteller that Jingnian Zen Buddhism is located in the southern suburbs of Luoyang, with more than 100 courtyards in the temple, just like a small city.

Listening to this familiar location and the appearance of a city within a city, Ling Chusi held the teacup and couldn't help but think of the world a hundred years later, the large-scale temple Zhan Bao Jialan, which is also located on the outskirts of Luoyang City, and the Bodhi Society hiding in Zhan Bao Jialan, as well as the scene where the demon monks of Zhan Bao Jialan were picked by himself and his friends on the rivers and lakes......

Since the Shang Dynasty, until the Han Dynasty, Luoyang City is known as the "Eastern Capital", such an important city, the southern suburbs of the city gate are always occupied by monks and temples, and it is clear that under the light of the Buddha, it is particularly easy to breed all kinds of evil, swaggering and deceiving bald donkey demon monks, and I don't know if it is because the feng shui of the land is wrong, or when the temple is built, there is less worship of which way the Bodhisattva, all day long to cause so many things.

At this time, it was noon, the sun was shining outside the window, and the brilliant and warm light was enveloping down, Ling Chusi, who had just eaten a small plate of snacks, was sitting by the window, she was lazy from the sun, she yawned leisurely behind the screen, because she was sleepy, there was a slight mist in her dark eyes, which was quite sleepy.

Ling Chusi took out a cloak from his backpack, draped it on his body, and lay directly on the table, planning to rest for a while first, and then continue to hurry after waking up.

Ling Chusi was not in a hurry along the way, but he really had a good taste of the customs and customs of the Sui Dynasty. After leaving Danyang County, Ling Chusi tried his best to keep a low profile from the land route to the north, to the Huaihe River Valley, and then to the Qinling Mountains by water.

Although there were occasional small waves along the way, they were no longer approached by Shi Zhixuan, Monk Likong and others, but they could be called calm.

A hundred years later, Qingyan Wanhua Valley is located in the western section of the Qinling Mountains, when Dongfang Yuxuan traveled all over the world, he strayed into this fairyland surrounded by cliffs, so he stopped thinking about continuing to travel, and instead recruited wise men to live in seclusion here. Later, Wanhua Valley became more and more prominent in the rivers and lakes, and it was known as one of the three elegant places.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to his destination, Ling Chusi's mood also became excited.

The Qinling Mountains are long, although they are not as numerous as the 100,000 mountains in Lingnan, but they are also majestic, heavy and verdant, and they are the hunters of the mountain people who have lived here for generations for generations, and they only hunt or pick some herbs to make a living on the periphery of the Qinling Mountains, but few people dare to go deep into the depths of the Qinling Mountains.

Ling Chusi was still a six or seven-year-old girl at this time, and it was already very eye-catching to go on the road alone, not to mention this kind of direction to the depths of the Qinling Mountains?

When she was just passing through the small village at the foot of the Qinling Mountains, she casually found a child who was only ten years old but already knew something, asked the direction of the nearby town or market, and took a special trip to see what goods were bought and sold in the local area, and wondered whether she would cut down a few trees in the Wanhua Valley and build a small cabin to save trouble, or buy some wood, wood, bricks, tiles and mud from the outside and pull it in with an ox cart to make it convenient......

At this time, there was no Wanhua Valley, and naturally there was no Lingyun Ladder that was built later at the entrance to the valley of Yunjintai.

In the depths of the almost inaccessible and rarely populated mountains, Ling Chusi familiarly found the location of the Wanhua Valley surrounded by mountains and cliffs, and relied on his profound internal skills to jump directly from the cliff on the south side of Lanxing Pond, and performed the Great Light Skill of Ten Thousand Flowers "Dianmo Mountains and Rivers", and landed on the bank of Lanxing Lake quickly but lightly.

The water in Lanxingtan is very shallow, and the Yuetan crocodile is still lying in the middle of the pool, and when he heard the sound of someone appearing, he just shook his strong and powerful tail, and sank in disregard. However, the Xingtan crocodile, which was lying on the shore with only one tail still stained with water, raised its head suddenly, opened its mouth and rushed up with its tail flicking.

In the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, Ling Chusi was in a good mood at this moment, that is, when he saw these crocodiles that wanted to bite people who were stuffy and stuffy, they all felt kind, his wrist moved slightly, and the ape bone flute between his fingers was raised, and a soft energy had already hit out, directly lifting the Xingtan crocodile out, spinning his head in mid-air and falling into the shallow pool water, and the splash even flew to Ling Chusi's side, soaking a piece of her skirt.

Seeing the Xingtan crocodile being pumped into the water by the tail of the Yuetan crocodile, Ling Chusi couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, then turned around, walked briskly north, bypassed a small mountain range in the north, and went straight to the direction of the fairy trace rock along the immortal path that was still only wild flowers and wild grasses at this time.

Ling Chusi's personal master is one of the Seven Saints of Ten Thousand Flowers, the chess saint Wang Ji salary, usually the old man likes to stay next to the boulder chessboard in the fairy trace rock to play music, the book saint Yan Zhenqing's predecessors are while writing, while teaching the disciples of Wanhua Valley to learn to read, the painting saint at the other end of the stone bridge to open a stall to enjoy the mountains, water, lotus and beauty, splash ink and painting, and often catch a few disciples to taste the picture scroll, the qin saint and the painting saint are husband and wife, Su Yuluan's predecessors are usually in the pavilion south of the painting saint to listen to the wind and caress the qin, and the interest came, I also have to test my disciples in terms of music.

It's probably like-minded, anyway, the four people of "Qin, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting" have been very close.

It's hard to say how the old man's martial arts are with his master, anyway, I haven't seen him do anything with anyone.

However, the Anshi Rebellion broke out, the Tang Dynasty was full of smoke, and it was a chaotic world, as a result, his master Chess Saint Wang Jixuan suddenly chose to leave the valley at this time to play and disappear, and he was not seen for a long time, so he had no choice but to spend a lot of money out of his own pocket to buy news from the Yin Yuan Society, and the result was only the words "whereabouts unknown", which made Ling Chusi choke on a mouthful of blood in his throat, and he was simply heartbroken for the old man who usually seemed to only love to play chess......

However, when it comes to playing chess, Wang Jixin is definitely a first-class national player, so much so that Ling Chusi, a disciple of the chess saint, has the title of Xingyi on his head, and when he meets someone with an accent, he is often mistaken for a senior disciple of the medicine king Sun Simiao.

Hey?

Ling Chusi's eyes lit up, and he suddenly thought that the medical saint Sun Simiao was born in the first year of the opening of the Sui Dynasty, and now that he calculated, the grandfather of the medical saint was almost in his twenties, Ling Chusi probably remembered that he was originally from Jing Zhaohua, and he went back to look for him near his hometown, but he didn't know if the grandfather of the medical saint was studying medicine at home or had already traveled......

Ling Chusi walked to the Immortal Trace Rock, stood still on the boulder in the water, and watched the waterfall in front of him rushing down, the sound of the water was clear and agitated, as if he had returned to the time when he was young and learned art.

At this time, there are no lotus flowers in the water next to the fairy trace rock, the pavilion is not built, the chessboard is not carved, and the original scenery is a piece of original sound, although it is inevitable to have a bit of mountain and wild interest, but it also has a unique scenery.

Ling Chusi stood on the boulder in the water for a while, until the corners of his shoes and skirts were wet, and he was reluctant to leave. After thinking about it, she lowered her head and began to rummage through her package, and threw a small bag of lotus seeds in the water that she didn't know when she got it......

Ling Chusi lived in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers for a few days with the sky as the cover and the earth as the bed.

During this period, it was inevitable that the Xiaoyao Forest, Luoxing Lake, Qingtian Sea and other places were all turned around a few times, and even fed a chubby little squirrel with pine nuts.

Early that morning, clouds piled up in the sky, and soon a drizzle began to fall.

Ling Chusi took out a Luo umbrella with "peach and plum love" painted on the surface of his bag, listened to the murmuring of the rain, and bent the corners of his mouth a little helplessly.

After revisiting the old place, he returned to a strange but familiar place, but Ling Chusi, who was too lazy to go out and toss again, looked at the moist spring rain and the small puddles that gradually accumulated on the ground, and finally put the matter of building two houses for himself in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers on the agenda......

After all, after his inexplicable divine journey of thousands of miles and shrinking by mistake, Ling Chusi is now only six or seven years old, and it is indeed a little inconvenient to go out.

Taking advantage of this effort, you can first clean up the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers according to the future appearance, and build a huge project such as the Lingyun Ladder on the three-star moon, she is really not easy to do, but on weekdays, she grows flowers, raises grass, feeds hamsters and feather ink eagles, and by the way, cleans up various roads and trails from time to time, and makes some medicines according to the recipe.

A year later, Ling Chusi, who was still busy with various things in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers and was almost in seclusion, naturally didn't know that the rumors about her "old witch" in the rivers and lakes had finally gradually stopped, after all, even if the Yin Sect had the intention to build momentum for Ling Chusi in the rivers and lakes to promote the fight between her and Shi Zhixuan, it could not stop Ling Chusi from disappearing after a melee in Yangzhou, and even Shi Zhixuan was closed again after breaking through the immortal seal method.

As for the empty monk, even if the rivers and lakes have praised his demeanor of eliminating demons and defending the road to this day, it will not affect the hollow heart after the waves, and he will calm down again, and at this time it is like a state of mind that has stopped water.

Others may not know, but he himself knows, whether it is the "evil king" Shi Zhixuan or the "old witch" with the appearance of a young girl, both of them are geniuses in martial arts, and they are rare top masters in his life. What's more, the two of them are younger than themselves, the battle in Yangzhou, the martial arts of those two people have already been so cultivated, and now the two of them are probably in retreat and cultivation, what kind of situation will it be for the two of them to re-emerge from the rivers and lakes in the future!?

At present, after returning to Pure Mind Zen Buddhism, he simply began to retreat, get rid of all distracting thoughts, and began to participate in the supreme and supreme closed mouth meditation in the enlightenment gate, in order to be able to protect the long-standing Taoist system of Pure Mind Zen Buddhism in the future......