Jingyi didn't speak, he opened the road in front of him first, and there were tea trees on both sides of this dark path, covered by branches and leaves, except for the blue sky and white jade that could be seen like a line of sky above his head, he didn't know where he was. Fang Zhong saw that no one else spoke, just walked silently, so he had to press his curiosity and walk deeper with Jingyi.

Jingyi turned left, and then turned again, and in a blink of an eye, he had turned more than ten corners, Fang Zhong was secretly surprised, this path was obviously not leading to the Cihang Jingzhai Mountain Gate, as Yao Ying King said, the Cihang Jingzhai Mountain Gate was magnificent, and it must have been built on a high place, but now although this path is slightly upward, it is far from reaching the Cheng dù that can reach the peak, and it is not even halfway up the mountain. Fang Zhong turned his head to look at a girl on the left, it was she who came back to send a message to Fang Zhong to come in, the girl happened to be looking at Fang Zhong, it seemed that her curiosity was not necessarily small, seeing Fang Zhong's eyes, she suddenly smiled playfully, a pair of eyes bent into a crescent moon were like stars twinkling, Fang Zhong just wanted to speak, wanted to ask where they were going, but the girl gently covered her mouth, and pointed to Jing Yi who was just walking with her head down, as if she was afraid that the conversation would be heard by Jing Yi, and she would inevitably scold her when the time came.

Seeing that she didn't want to speak, Fang Zhong also pointed to the location of the mountain peak with his finger, implying that he wanted to ask if he was going to the mountain. The girl was also very intelligent, and shook her head with a smile, but pointed halfway up the mountain beside her. Fang Zhong wondered in his heart, could it be that the location of this Cihang Jingzhai was not on the mountain, but was built in the middle of the mountainside.

After walking for a while, the tea trees on both sides became sparse, and the dark path became flat and wide. Fang Zhong took a closer look, the path he was walking on was just one of many trails, and there were several winding paths stretching out in the tea forest, connecting with the avenue outside. At the end of the avenue, Fang Zhong looked at it, and the two big trees in the distance were similar to giant umbrellas supporting the sky, guarding the avenue in the middle. Compared to these two big trees, the road below is not worth mentioning. The crown of these two big trees was full of white flowers, and when a gust of mountain wind blew, the crown of the tree sparsely lost countless white petals, like a light snow. Fang Zhong could see clearly that these two big trees were actually huge pear trees, and all the white trees on them were pear blossoms. I don't know how many years it took for such a huge pear tree to grow to such a large scale.

Only then did Jingyi stop and look up at the pear tree. Fang Zhong followed her gaze and found that what she was looking at was a couplet hanging on the trunk of the pear tree, which was written on the wooden plaque in thick ink, and it seemed that it had gone through many years, except that the ink was still black, the wooden plaque had cracked all over and lost its luster, if it weren't for the solid material, under the wind and sun, it would have been torn apart long ago. On the wooden plaque are written two lines of words, and on the right side is the inscription: 'Away from the red dust. The book on the left: 'Transform the world into a thousand eons.' Together, it is: "Away from the red dust, turn the world into a thousand calamities." This sentence is set off by a pear tree, which shows that the person who wrote this sentence in the first place also wrote it after careful consideration. In this situation, the pear blossoms on the top of the head are colorful, and the heart feels the vicissitudes of the world, and naturally has the feeling of escaping into the empty door.

Jingyi sighed lightly and said to herself: "The ancestor has long been earnestly admonished, and even wrote these two sentences himself, but the pen and ink still exist, and there is still an endless stream of people who have this precept, which really disappoints the ancestor for a long time." ”

Fang Zhong silently read a sentence, and when he heard Master Jingyi finally speak, he said respectfully: "Is this the Cihang Jingzhai Mountain Gate?" ”

Jingyi shook her head and said, "No." ”

Fang Zhongqi said: "Then where is this?" ”

Jingyi said: "This is the first door of my Cihang Jingzhai seven-fold wooden door, leaving the door. Only after passing through the outer three gates can you see the real mountain gate of this school. ”

Fang Zhongxin said that it was not easy to see a mountain gate, and he thought that this Cihang Jingzhai could face the gate when he walked up, but now he didn't want to say that he walked under the mountain gate, he just wanted to take a look at this mountain gate, and what kind of triple wooden door to cross, he didn't seem to have this hope today.

Fang Zhongdao: "Then why did the master bring the younger generation here? ”

Jing Yi snorted coldly and said, "Seeing that you are full of grievances and a sinister face, you must have a lot of distracting thoughts in your heart. You are still unclean, and with those wicked people, this is clearly a self-depraved act, I feel sorry for your parents only have you this kind of blood, I really can't bear to see you like this, so I kindly brought you here, enlightened, but not to take you to see any mountain gate. ”

Fang Zhong was stunned and speechless, but this Jingyi Master was too cold-faced and hot-hearted, and his original intention should still be kind. Fang Zhong had no choice but to nod and say, "Thank you for the teachings of the master, the younger generations will remember it." ”

Jingyi said: "What's the use of just talking." ”

Fang Zhong thought in his heart that if he didn't talk about it, would there be any other moves, this Cihang Jingzhai is a woman, and there is no reason to take him in. When Fang Zhong showed a hint of doubt on his face, Jing Yi said coldly: "I will detain you, lock you in the meditation hall, and think about your own mistakes." Immediately, at the moment when Fang Zhong was stunned, he grabbed Fang Zhong's wrist with his hand, and with a slight shake, Fang Zhong's body involuntarily flew into the air. Fang Zhong was about to fall by luck, but he was a little behind Jing Yi, and a scorching aura instantly restrained him from running the meridians, and then flew up and carried him to a thick branch in the air, a few ups and downs, and it had already penetrated into the depths of the pear blossom.

When Fang Zhong regained his freedom, he looked up and saw that he had actually reached the top of the canopy of this huge pear tree, and on this top, among the pear blossoms, a very simple hut was built, and a futon was placed in the middle of the house, and there was nothing else, except for the lotus flower pattern carved around it with simple strokes. Jingyi threw Fang Zhong on the futon, and said in a deep voice: "If you don't see your evil spirit subside, you won't want to go elsewhere, and you can still afford to know your parents for a while." ”

In Fang Zhong's stunned, Jing Yi walked away, and at the same time, his voice came from afar: "If you run away without permission, don't blame the poor nun for being ruthless." ”

A few white pear blossoms floated past Fang Zhong's eyes, and Fang Zhong sat cross-legged on the futon, looking at the lush scenery in the distance, smiling bitterly and speechlessly. Now that she is sitting here, how can she resolve the evil qi, this is obviously locked up by Jingyi, and I don't know what she thinks, is it just to prevent herself from being with Sikong Liang and others, if this is the case, it will be too much. Fang Zhong was bored, and he didn't dare to go, for fear of really offending this god and nun, but he always stayed here, and he was really lonely. This is quiet near the door, there is no one at all, it stands to reason that there are not a few disciples of Cihang Jingzhai, why haven't they passed under this tree.

Since no one spoke to relieve his boredom, Fang Zhong had to calm down and meditate on luck, in a blink of an eye, it was already dark, Fang Zhong ran all the way, and he didn't even drink a sip of saliva when he entered this Zhongnan Mountain, and at this moment he felt that his mouth was dry and unbearable, and when he was irritable, he suddenly heard a rustling sound from below, as if someone was climbing up from below.

In the blink of an eye, a bare hand touched the covered pear blossom branch, revealing the other party's slender figure

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