Gumao Mountain is an ordinary mountain on the Yanling Mountain Range, and there is a temple on the mountain, called Luofeng Temple. The incense here is not in full bloom, and few villagers go up the mountain. The temple is a little dilapidated and deserted, except for a few small monks who occasionally appear sweeping the floor, the door is closed on weekdays, and there are few visitors. However, few people know that this is the holy place of Buddhism, where many eminent monks have practiced, and most importantly, it is the only place where a saint has been born in Buddhist legend.

In the valley behind Gumao Mountain, because of the legend that there are tigers, it has always been a forbidden place in the hearts of nearby residents. However, in this deserted valley, there is a simple thatched hut. A blue figure is meditating on a boulder in front of a thatched house. If you look closely, it is actually a beautiful Taoist girl wearing a blue Taoist robe. This Dao Gu is Jingli.

After leaving Xinlong Town, with the message left by the Master, she began to search everywhere, from south to north, from east to west, Master's former friends, strange people from all over the world, and finally, she stayed at the foot of Gumao Mountain.

In the letter she left behind, Master told her that in fact, Master was not from this world, but came from another place, Master's hometown, which was called the Spirit Realm, and here, it was called the Earth Realm. The spiritual realm is a holy place for immortal cultivators, and there are many people like Master who seek the path of immortals, and there are also many people who have successfully ascended. Master was in a fight with people, unfortunately fell into a place without aura, and since then he has been unable to cultivate, and he has been waiting for the end of his life to come.

The reason why this place has become a place without spiritual energy is probably due to the laws of nature, and no one can explain it, so if you want to continue your cultivation, the only way out is to leave here and go to the spiritual realm. However, since Xuyang fell here, he searched hard for nearly three hundred years, but he was never able to find a way to leave here, and finally because the life limit was approaching, the elixir was exhausted, and his spiritual power was almost exhausted, so he finally had to give up the search.

It was an accident to meet Jingli, and Xuyang was hesitant to guide Jingli or not, but in the end he took her away, and for the sake of this apprentice, he rethought and looked for a way to leave. Xuyang walked in the earth-level realm for three hundred years, and found that although there was no aura here, there were many traces related to the cultivation of immortals, there were also Taoist priests and Buddhism, and even demons, the laws of heaven and earth could not be changed, and these people were also struggling on the road of cultivation. A few years before he was about to sit down, he calmed down, carefully analyzed the cultivation methods of the various sects in the prefecture-level realm, and after communicating with the cultivators he had met, he discovered a special place, that is, only the cultivation methods of the Buddhist sect were almost exactly the same as those in the spirit-level realm.

The mystery of the disappearance of the aura in the earth-level realm did not leave any clues, and it seemed that the earth-level realm had always existed as a place to be abandoned. It was only after he unfortunately fell here that he discovered that there were traces of cultivation here. The remnants of immortal cultivation and alchemy that have been widely spread, the temples and Buddhist cultivators who have been enshrined by the royal family, and the martial arts people who practice the art of refining the body pursue the demonic path of the left way...... When were these left here, who brought these ways, whether it was because there were people who had fallen like him, or because there were once cultivators who flourished here, but unfortunately, he couldn't find the answers.

When carefully speculating on the cultivation of various sects, Xuyang found an interesting thing, that is, most of the remaining cultivation methods here are incomplete and unsystematic, and most of the so-called cultivation cheats are fragments or only a few words, and only Buddhism is a little special. Compared with Taoism, which has entered the crooked and evil path, the martial arts that only refines the body and does not cultivate the inner martial arts, and the demonic path that has entered the extreme, only the cultivation method of Buddhism is complete, from the first realm to the cultivation of Buddhahood, the name of each realm, and the details of the cultivation of each realm. Why is it that only Buddhism keeps these, but unfortunately Xuyang doesn't have enough time to explore this matter, so he wrote these in the letter left to Jingli, and at the same time, he also guessed that rather than saying that Buddhism has retained these precious records in the earth-level realm, it is better to suspect that Buddhism has other ways to obtain exercises. On top of that, he accidentally learned about something from Buddhist believers, who claimed that a high-ranking monk had visited the holy place of Buddhism. As a person who has walked in the spiritual realm, Xuyang knows that the strength of Buddhist cultivation here is very low, at most he can only live a long life, and it is impossible for anyone to cultivate successfully, so what is going on with the high monks in the mouths of those believers, is it just those old monks who made it up to attract believers? Xuyang couldn't get more information from the insiders, but he left the clues in the Buddha Gate, which Jingli needed to verify herself.

In the past ten years, Jingli has been looking for Buddhism, although there has been no substantial gain, but from every clue to determine that Buddhism is indeed a so-called "Buddha" person. Master believes that the holy place of Buddhism that these so-called "Buddhas" go to may be their spiritual realm, because there is a place in the spiritual realm that is called the holy place of Buddhism because it gathers all the eminent monks. In other words, it is very likely that Buddhism has a way to go to the spiritual realm.

Eventually, Jingli lived at the foot of this Gumao Mountain, behind Luofeng Temple. This monastery is a place that almost every Buddhist cultivator respects incomparably, and it is also a place that a little monk said that if he really wants to become a Buddha, he must go there. Unfortunately, she never found a suitable way to tempt. The little monk who swept the floor didn't know anything about these things, so he had to ask the host of this Luofeng Temple, but the host never received outsiders, she originally boasted of her excellent martial arts, and when she visited the temple at night for the first time, she returned with a feather, although she was frustrated, but she was more sure of the extraordinaryness of this temple. After returning from the monastery, Jingli built a thatched hut here, and practiced meditation every day, thinking about how to find out the news.

"Sister of the female donor, sister of the female donor!" In the distance, a childish shout came, and a delicate and lovely little monk was running in the direction of the thatched house.

Hearing the shout, Jori ended her meditation and opened her eyes. Although she didn't get anything every day, she still insisted that maybe one day she would suddenly feel the kind of transparency that Master said about inducing qi into the body.

Jingli jumped down from the boulder and landed directly in front of the little monk, revealing what she thought was the most "warm" smile.

"No excuse, you're here."

Wu Zhen saw Jingli, and also showed a cute smile, and the small dimples on the left side of his face were round and cute.

"Sister benefactor, have you eaten?" Wu Zhen flashed his big eyes and looked at Jingli with anticipation.

Jingli touched his smooth head, and replied with a smile: "Naturally, I haven't yet, I promised to wait for you." ”

"Great, sister benefactor, you are so nice." Wuzhen was about to jump up happily, and ran into the thatched hut with one leap and one leap.

Jingli shook her head helplessly and followed. Wu Zhen was already sitting on the table and devouring it. She picked up a steamed bun and ate it in a big gulp. Looking at the child eating tofu on the other side, I remembered that when I was the same age as him, I had already done laundry and cooked every day, and ran all over the mountain with firewood on my back. Thinking of my unlucky days, I really want to find out the master and criticize him for his crime of child abuse.

After eating, after pouring a bowl of water in a big gulp, Wuzhen wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said embarrassedly: "Thank you, sister benefactor." ”

"Wu Xu, why don't I prepare some meat for you tomorrow? You're still young and don't need to be so yourself. "The only thing that can make Jingli feel happy is that this little monk can't drink and eat meat like she did, hehe, hehe.

"No, no, no, no......" Wu Zhen hurriedly raised his little hand and refused, "I have broken my vows by running to the female benefactor's sister to eat every day, if I eat meat again, what kind of monk will I be." ”

What a kind little monk, look, he will never feel all kinds of malice hidden from the Dao Gu on the other side.

Syllable! Where does the narration come from, don't talk nonsense.

Luofeng Temple strictly follows the habit of not eating at noon, and the monks are all crazy people who practice all day long, but not eating at noon is too unrealistic for a six-year-old child.

At that time, Jingli, who had just arrived at Gumao Mountain, was resting alone roasting the pheasant he had just caught, and suddenly saw the one in the grass. Wuzhen was wearing a yellow monk's suit, shaved clean hair, and a string of oversized Buddhist beads on his neck, which confirmed his identity as a little monk, he opened his eyes wide, looked straight at the roasted oily pheasant, saliva disobediently flowed to his neck, that pitiful look, so that Jingli's whole heart softened instantly. She handed the roasted pheasant to the little monk, who stared at the pheasant, wanted to eat it and hesitated for a long time, and finally returned the pheasant to Jingli's hand.

Then, he said softly: "Thank you, sister benefactor, but I am a monk, and monks can't eat meat." With his fleshy little fingers, he pointed to the white steamed bun on Jingli's other hand, and asked expectantly, "Sister Female Donor, can you give me that." When Jingli handed the steamed bun to Wuxuan, he didn't eat it immediately, but hid the steamed bun in his clothes, called a Buddha name at Jingli, and then ran away quickly.

Later, Jingli learned that because the temple did not eat at noon, he couldn't sleep without hunger, so he ran to the back of the mountain to make himself tired, thinking that he could fall asleep when he was tired. In order to comply with the rules, he kept it until early the next morning to eat it.

Knowing about this, Jingli began to brainwash Wuzhen for a long time, telling him that those rules are obeyed by an adult monk, and he is so young, he doesn't need to abide by it, if he doesn't eat much, he will not grow taller or bigger, and he can say that Xiao Wuzhen is teary-eyed every time. In the end, I couldn't bear the hunger, compromised, and would come to her every day to eat again. However, no matter how tempted Jingli is, he has never broken the meat ring.

Through a few words without criticism, Jingli determined that Luofeng Temple did have a special meaning to Buddhism, while Fuhui, the host of Luofeng Temple, rarely appeared, and even Wuzhen had never seen him. Moreover, God also sent her a surprise, that is, Wuzhen. Although he didn't realize it himself, Jingli found that he was actually a unique existence in Luofeng Temple, not only was he the only underage monk in the history of the temple, but also had no apprenticeship, and he had always practiced alone. Jingli faintly has a feeling that there may be some breakthroughs in Wuxuan, and this premonition is incredible.

Not only did he not realize that he was unique, but he was even frustrated that he did not have a master. Luofeng Temple, every monk has his own master, there is a name and a generation, only he, is no generation, no master, the only difference between him and the wandering child is that he has a fixed place to live, and can not leave the scope of the temple for a long time.

After sending Wu Zhen away, Jingli returned to her room, where she sat on the futon, rubbing the letter that her master had left for her. Master left her a thick pile of paper, and she didn't know how long she had been secretly writing alone. In the letter, he recorded some of the master's experiences and observations, and described in detail for Jingli the spiritual level realm and many things about cultivation that she never knew.

Master said that not everyone can practice in the spirit level realm, and there are many ordinary people in the spirit level world, and the basic thing that you want to cultivate is the spirit root. Spiritual root, and divided into five kinds of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and mutated species of wind, thunder and ice, the spiritual root is not the more the better, on the contrary, the single spiritual root is the best qualification for cultivation, and the mutated single spiritual root is the best qualification that is extremely difficult to encounter, the following are the double spiritual roots, the three spiritual roots and the very poor four spiritual roots, five spiritual roots.

Although she is a dual spirit root, it is a double spirit root of ice and fire that is even rarer than the mutated single spirit root. The ice spirit root mutates from the water spirit root, water and fire are mutually restrained, and the spirit root of such a mutual restraint is extremely rare, in terms of cultivation, because of the spirit root and the restraint, it will also be difficult, although the other spirit root she has has mutated, but it is still a headache qualification, even in the spirit level realm, she has to face a lot of difficulties in cultivation.

However, the Ice and Fire Twin Spirit Root is a rare genius for the master's master, because the master has a secret book that has never seen the light of day, called "Ice and Fire". "Ice and Fire" is a mental method that allows people with the dual spiritual roots of ice and fire to cultivate a wonderful mental method, and it is said that by cultivating this mental method, the cultivation speed can even surpass the mutated single spiritual root in the later stage and become a cultivation wizard. This is also the reason why the master struggled so much after meeting her, if it was in the spirit level realm, he would be extremely excited to accept this apprentice, but in the earth level realm, such a spirit root may be meaningless. In the end, he still kept her, and hoped that she could find a way to return to the spirit level realm and get that heart method, even if she had missed the best age to practice by then, she could start again with that heart method.

The golden age for beginner cultivation is the younger the better, the maximum age is fifty years old, fifty years old, if you can start practicing qi, the spiritual root is good and can be well maintained to prolong your life, there is still a chance to build a foundation, after the age of fifty, it is basically impossible to go further. However, Master is also optimistic that as long as she lives and does not give up, she will still have a chance to get that mental method. When I wrote these words, Master must have been very afraid, afraid that she would not be able to find that path in her life, afraid that she would find an opportunity only after she was dying, but she had lost hope, afraid that her choice back then was wrong, and that an innocent child would have to inherit her will.

Therefore, she will never choose to give up, no matter what kind of thoughts the Master raised her, she has really embarked on this path, and intends to continue to walk, as the Master described in the letter, to build the foundation, to form a Dan, to become a child, and to transform into a god......

When she felt that the sun was already shining on the right half of her face, and the sunlight was no longer enough, Jingli slowly opened her eyes, she looked in the direction of the top of Gumao Mountain, and jumped off the boulder.

Today, Wu Zhen did not come.

In Luofeng Temple, because there is no master to shackle, Wu Zhen is free, he almost every day except for listening to lectures in the scripture hall in the morning, he will definitely come here to eat in the afternoon, it has been a long time without interruption, what is the matter today, right?

Jingli lifted the lid of the pot, and after a puff of heat dissipated, it revealed the food that had been stuffy all afternoon. Today, she deliberately tried to make a vegetarian chicken, which she learned from a temple where the food was delicious when she was looking around for Buddhist secrets.

At that time, she was still young, disguised as a little boy, and wandered around various monasteries, and was very efficient in getting close to many people and getting a lot of information. Later, as she grew up, the characteristics of women became more and more obvious, and it was difficult to hide, so she had to stop searching. Now she is thin, but the basic features are so obvious that even a loose robe can't hide it, and most importantly, although she is not a great beauty, she is an obvious woman's face, which cannot be disguised at all.

In fact, she loves meat more, which is probably a bit similar to Master, I don't know if it's because Master shouted to eat meat and eat meat all day long when she was a child, so the memory left is too deep. Jingli ordered some vegetarian chicken with chopsticks, but decided to save the vegetarian chicken until tomorrow, and she could go and eat some barbecue tonight.

Jingli folded a long branch from the tree, carried it on her shoulder, and strode towards the forest. When she first came here, it was the territory of a tiger, but after she kicked the tiger away, it didn't appear in front of her again. Due to the majesty of tigers in the past, there were no hunters hunting here, so the last thing that was missing was "food".

In fact, her favorite is wild boar, but if she wants to eat wild boar, she has to continue to walk deeper, and after thinking about it, she decided to catch two pheasants to make do.

Remove the chicken feathers, set up a firewood, brush with a layer of oil, and wait for dinner to be cooked.

Rustling...... The sound of the grass being plucked, and the sound of very soft footsteps, the familiar way of breathing. Jingli turned the pheasant over unhurriedly, and waited until the voice was already very close before asking, "Why is it so late today?" ”

Wu Xu, who was originally carefully hiding behind a tree to scare Jingli, stood up helplessly, and his sneak attack was never successful.

"There are no steamed buns today, you either eat meat or watch me eat it." Jingli tore off a chicken leg from the roasted pheasant and ate it in a big gulp. looked at the innocent look, and felt a little pitiful, after all, such a young child, so he told him understandingly, "There is a cold vegetarian chicken at home, why don't you go back first and make a hot one?" ”

Wuzhen shook his head, and sat down cross-legged like Jingli, quietly watching Jingli eat. When Jingli finished eating one and was about to check the heat of the other chicken, she suddenly raised her head.

"Why don't you speak?"

"I'm thinking about something." Wuyi pouted and muttered.

"Haha." Jingli immediately laughed when she heard this, "You have also learned to think about things now, what kind of big thing is it, are you thinking about why you don't have a master?" ”

Wuxuan shook his head, as if he didn't care about Jingli's words at all, and his fair little face suddenly brightened: "I'm going to have a master." ”

Jingli raised his eyebrows and pinched his fleshy little cheeks, since he fed this child every day, he was no longer the skinny bean sprouts he was back then, and his little face felt very good.

"Congratulations to Xiao Wuxuan, you got what you wanted." Got a Master? Could it be that my hunch was wrong? In fact, Jingli had seen a serious reciting mantra for the wild boar she had eaten, and at that moment, she had the illusion that the person sitting opposite her was actually a monk, not a child. She didn't know how Buddhism selected the right practitioners, but she felt that Wu Zhen was more gifted than any monk she had ever met. From then on, she vaguely guessed that the reason why Wu Zhen didn't have a master might be because he deserved better, or even ......

Ahem, that, as for whether the enlightened monk will break his vows and secretly add food every afternoon, there is no need to discuss, one is because the monk is still young, and there is also the temptation of a wicked person like himself.

"Thank you." There was a slight smile on his face, but the joy of what he had been waiting for had finally come true.

"Why are you still unhappy when you have a master, is it because the master's level is too poor?" Jingli began to eat the second chicken.

"Sister donor, I'm going to say goodbye to you."

"Your master is going to take you out of here?" Jingli stopped tearing the chicken thighs, and she guessed wrong? Wu Zhen was only left in Luofeng Temple because he didn't have a suitable master?

"Sister of the female donor, the senior brother in the temple said that there is a fate between people, and I felt that I had a fate with you from the first time I saw you, and I was very close and happy. Now that I'm leaving, I want to help you. Why do you want to live here alone, does it have something to do with our temple? I originally wanted to wait for me to go to Master's place and bring you a letter so that you could come and see me again, but then I thought what if you suddenly achieved your goal and left here and couldn't receive my letter? So I want to help you before leaving, you have fulfilled your wish, you can go with me, the host said, I am going to a very good place, it is a holy place of Buddhism, and you can also live nearby at that time. "For a little child, Jori gave him the care and warmth that no one else in the monastery could give him, and he was the person he cherished the most here, and he had a strong desire that Jori would go with him.

However, Jingli didn't have time to pay attention to his nostalgia, she suddenly grabbed Wuxuan's shoulder, put her whole face on it, and asked, "Have you seen the host?" He said you were going to the Holy Land? Hahahaha, happiness came too suddenly, and she really didn't guess wrong.

Wu Zhen was startled by the big face full of oil that was close to him, and while nodding his head again and again, he reached out to pick up the claws that were clamping his like iron tongs.

"How did you see that? What are the original words? ”

"It was early this morning that the host called me over...... "Because he couldn't break free, he leaned back cautiously. There was still a little black ash on the side of Jingli's mouth, which seemed to be because the pheasant was a little baked.

"Do you worship Fuhui as a teacher?"

"No, it's not ......"

There was a stabbing sound, and after continuous struggle, Wuzhen's clothes were finally successfully torn open. Jingli looked at the clothes that were torn by herself and the shoulders of Wuzhen Baishengsheng, suddenly reacted, quickly let go of her hand, and smiled embarrassedly at Wuzhen.

"So, are you staying here to meet the host?" Just mentioning that the host Jingli was so excited, Wuxuan automatically ignored the second half of Jingli's every question.

"Pretty much." Because of the tearing of the clothes, Jingli was very embarrassed. It's like being an adult, but you bully a child with all your strength.

"I'm not a teacher." Wuxuan opened his big black eyes, his little face tightened, and explained seriously, "My future master hasn't come yet." But I did meet the host today, and the host asked me what my greatest wish was, and I said to apprentice like other senior brothers and practice well. ”

Wuzhen waved his fingers and gestured to the scene at that time.

"But the host said that the so-called master and apprentice are not important, but since I want a master, give me a master, but I will leave Luofeng Temple with the master at that time. When I heard that there was a master, I nodded happily and agreed, but when I came out of the presiding room, I remembered that I wanted to leave Luofeng Temple, and I had to say goodbye to you. The immature Tongyin said seriously, "Sister Female Donor, I really want to have a master, but I really can't bear you." ”

Looking at Wuzhen's serious little face, Jingli felt that she was about to cry with happiness, woo, Wuxuan, my sister is reluctant to let you go, you must hold on, don't abandon your sister. No, hold back, if she shows her true colors, it is estimated that she will be scared away. Wu Zhen is actually very similar to her, she from the first time she saw Wu Zhen, she found that although he is a little monk, but for the Buddhist practice of the things at a loss, after deep contact only to know, although he has lived in the temple since he can remember, follow other senior brothers to listen to the scriptures, smell the smell of Buddha incense in the temple every day, eat fasting, but no one has ever really taught him, so Wu Zhen can not be regarded as a person who cultivates Buddhism at all. As for her, although she has been practicing hard since she was three years old, when she thought she had gained a lot, she realized that she hadn't even entered the door yet.

The first time she learned about cultivating immortals was when she was six years old, after she peeked at a copy of the Tao Te Ching, the master told her about cultivating immortals for the first time. happens to be the same age as the current Wuzhen, and when the master of Wuzhen comes, Wuzhen will also start to practice in real time. But what about myself, when will I be able to start my real practice?

"Sister of the female benefactor?" Wu Zhen looked at Jingli who was suddenly silent, stretched out his hand and pushed her, he looked at Jingli with a somewhat obscure expression on his face, thinking that she was reluctant to leave Luofeng Temple, so he secretly made up his mind in his heart, "Sister Female Donor, you are so good to me, I will definitely help you realize your wish before I leave." ”

After saying that, he stood up, patted the dust on his buttocks, and ran away quickly.

Jingli, who had just woken up from her contemplation, looked at the small figure that had run away, and remembered in surprise, what wishes did she have, did she say what she wanted?

"My wish is to go with you......" Jingli shouted in the direction he ran away, but unfortunately no one replied to her.

Extinguishing the fire and carrying the half-eaten roast chicken, Jingli walked towards the thatched hut in the valley.

Along the way, she looked thoughtfully in the direction of Luofeng Temple.

Master, I seem to have finally found it, Master, you didn't guess wrong, I didn't guess wrong, and most importantly, it's only been ten years in vain, and everything is still in time. No, it's not ten years, it's three hundred and twelve years, plus the three hundred and two years you stayed here, although you can't go back, but Master, don't worry, I will keep moving forward with your expectations.

Jingli touched the ring hanging around her neck and left half of the roast chicken on her hand on a stone.

Master, there is a big breakthrough today, it is worth celebrating, come and eat it yourself.

She wasn't going to put all her hopes in Wuzhen, who had already told her the most important thing, and now, she needed to start preparing.

From that day on, on the tenth day, Wu Zhen never appeared again.

Jingli jumped off the boulder, walked into the grass hut, took out a hairpin, tied her long hair firmly behind her head, changed into a more fitting earthy brown dress, and tied her sleeves and trouser legs tightly with a rope, and after she was dressed, she took out a silver mask, covering her nose and mouth, revealing only a pair of dark eyes and a smooth forehead.

Jingli threw the pebbles in her hand, stood on the tree, and quietly looked at a monk walking on the way up the mountain in the distance, with a yellow monk's robe and a hat covering his face, walking barefoot step by step, with firm and slow steps. She counted the monk's steps, waiting for him to approach.

With a whoosh, the stone was thrown out, and it flew straight towards the monk's hat. When the broken stone approached, the monk seemed to notice it, and immediately stopped, turned to avoid it, and the stone grazed the monk's shoulder and disappeared into the woods behind. When he immediately turned around and tried to look in the direction where the stone had come, he suddenly felt that his hat was being bounced, and reached out to grab the hat that had left his head, and a round hole in the front of the hat was pierced by the light, which was extremely dazzling. He looked in the direction where the stones were coming, but saw only a dense forest and an empty branch that shook slightly.

Jingli stood on another tree in the distance, quietly watching the old monk put the hat on his head again, and walked forward slowly, seemingly unaffected by the sudden attack before, but looking carefully, he could find that the muscles under the monk's robe were extremely tense and vigilant.

It's the host of Puning Temple, and the strength is nothing more than that, but it's still very pleasant to see a familiar face here. Jingli, who had just re-selected the weapon in hand, continued to play with the small stone in his hand, and his guess was gradually being confirmed.

After the monk left, no one passed by. The bored Jingli had no choice but to sit cross-legged on a branch and practice meditation. Finally, as the sun was approaching, she heard footsteps in the distance and slowly opened her eyes.

The yellow coat, the red middle coat, and the distinctive style and dress are the monks who practice Tibetan Buddhism......

Although the person wore a similar hat on his head, the easily recognizable outfit, the hands that were always firmly folded in front of him, and the unique walking posture were enough for Jingli to make a judgment, and it seemed that the stone would be saved for the next person.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the whole forest was shrouded in darkness, which was eerie. Jingli held her cheeks and waited patiently. Since yesterday, some visitors have gradually appeared in Luofeng Temple. For a long time, Luofeng Temple is a very low-key existence, it seems that except for a very few people, few people know about it, even the ordinary residents of the neighborhood, almost do not come here, except for a few extremely devout believers who often come back to make incense, few people appear here, even if they are incense, it is outside the temple. Yesterday, there were more than two visitors, what are you going to do? Is the legendary gathering of the monks of Luofeng Temple about to begin? It's because of that cheap master, are these people here to see him? She's going to see it for herself.

Although she hadn't started cultivating immortals yet, after so many years of walking outside, she also found that the set of martial arts she cultivated was very clever, and it was probably carefully selected by her master for her. Of course, there is another reason, not every monk can practice martial arts, they prefer to read scriptures and participate in Zen, so she is still very confident in provoking these monks here.

In the darkness, a strange sound was heard again. Hey? Is it two people?

Judging by the slightly irregular footsteps, there should be two people, and Jingli was a little hesitant to hold her cheeks. Compared to her excellent hearing since childhood, her eyes are very insufficient. In such a night without a little moonlight, she has to get very close to see each other's appearance, if it is two people, then if one of them understands martial arts, she will definitely have close contact with the other party, if both of them understand, it will be troublesome, therefore, it must be fast enough.

Thinking like this, Jingli's spirit began to tense, and she gently jumped off the branch and hid behind a tree trunk on the side of the road, like a predatory cheetah, quietly waiting for her prey.

Faintly, it seems that two figures can be seen on the road. It's so late, don't go faster, Jingli cursed silently in her heart.

One is tall and one is short, one is fat and one is thin, and he also wears a hat, who will he look at first?

It's close, it's close, and it's two more steps to do it...... Hey?

The thin man stopped, and stretched out his hand to stop the fat man's steps, and there was a tacit understanding, neither of them made a sound, just stood there silently.

Discovered? Sure enough, it's a practitioner, and he's a master, it's really unlucky, but I have to travel in the middle of the night, and it's not the same to live at the bottom of the mountain for one night and then go up the mountain. After scolding a few words in his heart, Jingli ejected like an arrow, and threw out the two stones that he had been holding for a long time.

With Jingli's movements, the thin man also moved, he pulled the fat man back, turned slightly to block the front of the fat man, avoided the hidden weapon that shot at him, and quickly received the one that shot at the fat man with the other hand, is it a stone? The thin man who felt what the hidden weapon was stunned for a moment, and at this time the black shadow had already arrived at his side, and he immediately intervened to stop it. The first palm flew into the air, and the black shadow's extremely sensitive sideways dodged it, so the second palm was ready to attack, and prepared to save in the direction of the black shadow's dodge.

Fat people don't know martial arts! Seeing the protective movements of the thin man and the slightly sluggish movements of the fat man, Jingli quickly made a judgment, she didn't want to really hurt people, she planned to quickly see the appearance of the fat man first, and then concentrate on dealing with the thin man. So Jingli dodged the second palm of the thin man's roar, leaned sideways, supported the ground with his left hand, and used it as a fulcrum, the whole person rushed from the armpit of the thin man, and quickly grabbed the fat man's hat with his right hand, and then pulled the hat down hard, and smashed the hat to the thin man, and the thin man had to withdraw the third palm that had been played, avoiding the hat. Jingli took the opportunity to quickly look up at the fat man's appearance, and then completely ignored the thin man's ensuing attack, and ran into the forest again.

When he saw the thin man who had fled from the black shadow, he was about to chase after him, but the fat man suddenly stopped him: "Don't chase it." ”

The thin man stood up when he heard this, and looked at the fat man suspiciously, puzzled.

The fat man reached out and picked up the hat that had fallen on the ground and put it back on, explaining: "Since he has no intention of hurting anyone, don't worry about it, let's hurry first." ”

"But he's here and he's reaching out in an extraordinary way, I'm afraid there's something else going on, don't you say it's a critical time?"

"What's the use of having a picture? The one is coming. Besides, he just looked at my face and took the initiative to leave, I'm afraid he was looking for someone, maybe looking for an enemy. Let's go to the temple first, and ask Fuhui to inform the other people who are coming, and then make plans. With that, the fat man continued to walk towards the Luofeng Temple at the top of the mountain. The thin man glanced in the direction where the shadow had disappeared and followed.

Jingli, who had already run away, slowly stopped, breathing a little short.

That fat man is actually Fuzhi who once had a relationship with her, so that thin man must be that Huiyuan, I didn't expect that the thin Huiyuan was actually a rare master. Yes, since Fuzhi is a friend of her master, then she must not be an ordinary monk, and she must also be a so-called monk, but she has been walking around the temple all these years, but she has never seen the two of them, so she will forget about it. Fu Zhi and Hui Yuan appeared here at this time, plus the message left by the master...... She was almost sure of her judgment, thinking like this, her heart beat faster and faster, she was getting closer and closer to the spiritual level realm that Master said, and she was getting closer and closer to the path of cultivating immortals that she was pursuing.

When her heartbeat calmed down, Jingli calmed down, pondered for a while, and decided to go back to the thatched house first to see if Wuzhen had come. She left a note for Wuzhen, saying that she had been down the mountain for a few days, and asked him to leave her a message if he came. Since Wu Zhen said that he would help him meet the host, no matter whether he succeeds or not, he will definitely not say goodbye.

When he returned to the thatched hut, he saw that the note he had written was pasted on the door as it was, and Jingli took down the note in disappointment, pushed the door open, and planned to rest for a while.

Early in the morning of the second day, Jingli walked to the place where she was yesterday again, intending to confirm it in more detail.

It was close to noon when there was finally another sound of footsteps. Is it two again? Jingli frowned and looked at the way up the mountain.

Black monk's robe? Jingli sneered. Two people, one of them wearing an orange-yellow monk's robe with a hat, and the other wearing a black monk's robe.

It seems that what she did yesterday, the people of Luofeng Temple already knew about it, and they took measures. The black monk's robe is unique to Luofeng Temple. However, the shoulders that are a little sore when you move and so on, and the net glass is ready to go.

She was very afraid of the group attack of your Luofeng Temple, but she was not afraid of one person, so she repeated the old trick.

Jingli had a lot of fun on this mountain road, looking at the nervous black-clothed monks, and felt that her anger at being besieged and running away in embarrassment had been vented.

In Luofeng Temple, Fuzhi and Huiyuan were also discussing the matter of pure glass.

"I heard that there are still people being attacked, and the monks of Luofeng Temple can't resist that person's attack. I'm afraid he won't give up until he finds the person he is looking for, why doesn't the host agree to take the initiative to catch him first, at such an important time, what if something goes wrong? Huiyuan frowned, very dissatisfied with Fuhui's inaction. After sending warrior monks to escort them from the bottom of the mountain, but failing to stop the attackers, Fu Hui refused to make any further moves.

"No one was hurt, and the attacker didn't hurt anyone, so there's no need to be nervous." Fu Zhi patted Huiyuan on the shoulder and comforted him.

"Since he has a clear purpose, once he finds the person he is looking for, he will definitely make a move, but what is the time, everyone is a cultivator, can he just wait and see?"

Fu Zhi smiled, not impressed at all: "Fu Hui is so confident, then there will be no problem, maybe he already has a plan." You've been too impatient lately, don't make a move this time. ”

Huiyuan frowned, as if he had also discovered that his state of mind was inappropriate, and hurriedly began to recite the meditation mantra. It was the first time he had met someone who could escape from him, and he was even a few points taller than himself, so his mood was a little uncontrollable.

Seeing that Huiyuan had some understanding, Fuzhi nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, Fu Hui was standing next to the bell tower, looking at the way up the mountain, where three people were fighting, one of the monks wearing a hat fell to the ground, and then the other person who was fighting with them quickly rushed into the dense woods. He looked at the two monks, then at the dense woods, and sighed helplessly. That forest was a natural protective barrier for Luofeng Temple, and now it has become a protective barrier for others

At this time, the net glass has been satisfied with the beginning of the thatched house, the number of monks on the mountain today is significantly larger, the host of Hanshan Temple, the royal monk of Xiangguo Temple, the host of Shaolin Temple...... They are all people she has seen, and they are also famous people in the mouths of those Buddhist cultivators. In this way, her inference has been completely confirmed, there is no need to stay there anymore, who knows if the group of people in Luofeng Temple will come up with any new tricks tomorrow, what she needs to think about most now is how to blend in when that important person comes, and she must also speak. That's what she needs to think about the most right now.

Jingli stood on the boulder, looking at Luofeng Temple, since yesterday there have been no monks going up the mountain anymore, the gate of Luofeng Temple has begun to close, and even the monks who sweep the floor have not appeared. But there was still no news, so I stomped my feet helplessly, and I had to break through. The only opportunity is right in front of me, and if I can't cherish it, then I'm afraid I will regret it for the rest of my life. Regardless of whether that person arrives at Luofeng Temple or not, she is determined, and there are Wuzhen and Huiyuan and Fuzhi who are there, as long as she shows her identity, they will not ignore it.

Early the next morning, the morning bell of Luofeng Temple had just been struck, Jingli put a handful of stones in his pocket, picked up two thick branches, and stood at the gate of Luofeng Temple with high morale.

Closed doors, occasional fallen leaves blown up by the wind, somewhat mottled walls, good depression scenes, suitable for fighting.

Taking a deep breath, Jingli shouted loudly.

"Believer Su Jingli asks to see Master Fuhui! Believer Su Jingli asks to see Master Fuhui! Believer Su Jingli asks to see Master Fuhui! ”

After three sounds, there was silence in response. After waiting for a moment, the gate of Luofeng Temple was still closed.

So keep up the good work.

"Old monk Fuhui, you come out, old monk Fuhui, old monk Fuhui, you come out......"

In the temple, he had already recognized the sound of Jingli's voice, and he was dumbfounded, he looked at Fuhui with a calm face, and then glanced at his newly recognized master on the main seat, not knowing whether to speak or not. A few days ago, he boasted to the host of Fu Hui that this friend of his was kind-hearted and just wanted to discuss the Dharma with the host, woo, they are not the same person......

Fu Hui lowered his eyes and called out the Buddha's name, and said to the people on the main seat: "Master forgive the sin, the little monk will take someone to deal with it." He had already guessed that this woman lived behind the mountain, which was related to their Buddhist assembly, and she had repeatedly made no actual moves in the past few days, so he originally thought that she might create chaos first and then visit the temple at night like a few years ago, but he didn't expect that she was shouting directly outside the temple like this, which caught him off guard. When this woman just lived outside the temple, she was only a half-old child, and he was careless for a while, so he did not drive her away, and then she visited the temple at night, and he wanted to make a move, but he received a letter from Fuzhi, so he delayed. Fu Hui glanced in Fu Zhi's direction, but saw that Fu Zhi did not react, could it be that he misunderstood the meaning of the letter?

On the main seat was a young man with a handsome face, who looked to be no more than twenty years old, with soft eyebrows and a yellow monk's robe. However, Fu Hui called himself a little monk in front of him, and his status can be imagined.

The young man nodded, waved his hand at the door, and motioned for Fu Hui to deal with it first.

Fu Hui bowed as a sign of gratitude, and then walked outside the temple. Among the dozens of monks gathered in the lecture hall, some people have already noticed that the people outside the temple are probably the people who made waves on the mountain road before, and they are looking for trouble with Fuhui. Fu Hui has been in retreat for many years, rarely communicates with the outside world, and does not know how to get into trouble. After Fuhui left, Huiyuan and Fuzhi looked at each other and nodded, and followed Fuhui out of the lecture hall. Except for the young man on the main seat, I am afraid that no one noticed that there was a small figure, and he also walked out secretly.

It seems that this little apprentice is not so obedient as he seems.

With a squeak, the gate of Luofeng Temple opened. The mouth that had already shouted was dry and regretted that he had forgotten to bring the water, so he immediately stopped shouting excitedly and held two branches to meet him.

Fuhui stood inside the door, looking at the pure glass outside holding two branches and a strong outfit, sighed helplessly, and asked: "What is the purpose of the donor who lives at the foot of my Luofeng Temple Mountain, and deliberately approached the young monks in the temple, attacked the pilgrims who went up the mountain, and called the poor monks outside the temple today?" ”

"I want to see that person." Jingli directly put forward its own requirements.

"The donor shouted Lao Gao's Dharma name outside the temple, and Lao Gao has already come out." Sure enough, I know a lot, but how did she know these things, but even if she already knew, it was impossible for her to see it, this is the biggest secret of Buddhism, except for a very small number of people, most people who practice Buddhism don't know about it.

"Old monk, you know who the person I want to see is, let me see him!"

"There is no one you want to see in the temple, please come back." Fu Hui took a step back, revealing a row of monks in black robes behind him, and the monks poured out of the gate and surrounded the pure glass.

tentatively waved the branches on his hands, and Jingli's body immediately tensed, and sure enough, there was still a fight. Still, she glanced behind the door, where a familiar figure seemed to flash.

Looking at the warrior monks surrounding her, Jingli took a deep breath, she was not afraid of fighting alone, but she was very afraid of the siege of this group of monks, she was surrounded by these black-clothed monks, and was almost seriously injured, fortunately, she saw that the situation was not good, and she escaped faster. The kung fu practiced by these monks is very unique, and when they are together, the movements and momentum complement each other and cooperate tacitly, which is extremely difficult to break through, and it seems to be related to the formation.

Touching the stones in his pocket, Jingli hesitated again and again, whether to fight or not, he didn't come here to exercise his skills. After thinking about it again and again, he finally made up his mind and shouted at the gate: "Master Huiyuan, I am the disciple of Xuyang Daoist Jingli, do you still remember me, we also cooked together in the Taoist temple in Xinlong Town." ”

Immediately afterwards, he shouted again: "Wuxu, it's dangerous here, don't come out, I'm fine." ”

Hiding behind the door, Wuzhen almost fell to the ground, and I haven't figured it out yet.

Wuzhen and Huiyuan glanced at each other and walked out helplessly.

Looking at the two people who walked out of the door, Jingli showed a smile that had succeeded in his treacherous plan. The appearance of Huiyuan and Wuzhen made a flaw in the solemn atmosphere surrounding her, and several people obviously hesitated in their momentum.

Fu Hui, who had been standing on the sidelines, sighed helplessly, looked at the eyes of pleading and admitting mistakes, and did not speak.

Seeing that Fuhui did not mean to shout to stop, the monks became stable again. Seeing that there was no room for maneuver, Jingli simply shouted again: "The mage inside, I know where you came from, I am also an immortal cultivator in the spirit realm, we are fellow villagers." I wanted to visit you politely, but they wouldn't let me in! Mage, let me in! ”

Hearing Jingli's words, Fuhui couldn't help but be taken aback, and Huiyuan, who was familiar with Jingli's life experience, couldn't help frowning, only Wuxuan, who knew nothing, looked curiously at the few people whose facial expressions were constantly changing.

Speaking of which, Jingli originally really wanted to be able to meet this master who might be sent by the spirit level world in a friendly way, instead of shouting out the secrets about the spirit level world on such an occasion, but Fu Hui obviously didn't plan to let herself see him, so she had to shout it directly.

"Fuhui, let this female benefactor in." The voice came from overhead, and Jingli almost burst out laughing.

Fuhui glanced at Jingli helplessly, and made a gesture to invite in. He didn't expect that there were still people from the spirit level realm in this world, and he thought that some news had been leaked from somewhere, so he attracted people who asked for the ancestor, who had mishandled it himself, and knew that Wuzhen had a lot to do with her, but he didn't ask some things clearly. This female benefactor doesn't look very old, but she has the skills of few opponents in this world, she should have paid attention to it a long time ago, and Fuhui blamed herself very much at this time.

Hearing that Jingli was allowed to enter, Wuxu was the first to laugh, he happily ran to Jingli, took her hand, and said: "Sister Female Donor, it turns out that you are not looking for Fuhui to host, but to find my master, no wonder you have been waiting for so long at the bottom of the mountain, it turns out that you are waiting for my master to come." ”

Jingli smiled and stroked the top of her head, and said with a smile: "Yes." "Wu Zhen really worshipped that person as a teacher, his luck is really good, at least the probability of achieving his goal is a little more.

Jingli glanced at Huiyuan not far away, and showed a grateful smile, he should have heard his name called out outside the temple just now, so he would come out to take a look worriedly, obviously remembering himself.

Huiyuan didn't react to her thanks in the slightest, and turned straight to the lecture hall.

Wuzhen squeezed Jingli's hand, as if to comfort her, and then quickly followed. He ran out secretly, and he had to go back and admit his mistake first.

Jingli followed Fuhui into the lecture hall. Jingli walked up to the young man and knelt down with a pop. She was not confused by this person's youthful appearance, the master once said that the deeper the cultivation, the longer the lifespan, appearance is not a good way to judge a person's cultivation, and there is a unique anti-faceting elixir in the spirit level world, although this person looks very young, but there seems to be a temperament around her that makes her frightened, that should be the unique coercion of people with high cultivation.

"Since the female benefactor is a cultivator, why does she claim to be a Buddhist believer?" The young man's voice did not quite match his appearance, there was a kind of lowness and hoarseness that had been corroded by the years.

Jingli kowtowed three times happily before he spoke: "Please forgive me, in fact, the little girl is not only not a believer in Buddhism, but also not from the spiritual realm, the person from the spiritual realm is actually the little girl's master." ”

"Your master sent you to me?" I'm also a little confused. He naturally knew at a glance that this woman was not from the spirit level realm, but there were other people in this world who knew about the spirit level realm, and he was already very surprised, there were really people from the spirit level realm. As far as he knew, the passage between the spiritual level realm and the earth-level realm was only known to a few people in their Buddhist sect, let alone others.

"Even if it's it." Jingli then told her master's story as it was. After the story was told, there were already many monks in the hall who recited the Buddha's name with pity, and Huiyuan clenched his hands into fists, unable to suppress his emotions.

"Amitabha, I see. In other words, my affairs were also speculated by you and your master? "I was also emotionally moved by what happened to Xuyang. In this world, the method of returning from the earth-level realm to the spirit-level realm is indeed known only to the Buddhists, and sending a monk from the spirit-level realm to the earth-level realm is a forbidden technique, which is strictly controlled and the practitioner himself needs to pay a great price. I can't imagine that there are still people who have been harmed by forbidden arts, and have lived here for so many years. It seems that regarding the control of forbidden arts, it is necessary to go back and have a good chat with the Immortal League.

Jingli nodded, it was indeed just speculation, but she had already made up her mind that even if it was wrong this time, she would not give up and continue to search. If there is a coming, there must be a return, which is a kind of law of heaven and earth.

"So, you're hoping that I can bring you to the Spirit Realm?" Iriki continued to ask.

Jingli nodded vigorously, looking at the void, his eyes full of anticipation. Although Wu Zhen didn't understand what they meant by the so-called spiritual level realm and earth-level realm in their words, he understood that Jingli wanted to follow him, so he also looked at his master expectantly.

I was silent for a long time, as if I was thinking about something. Just when Wuxuan, Huiyuan, and Fuzhi were hesitating whether to help Jingli say a few words, Jinxu spoke again: "Your master took you with him back then because you have the talent of cultivation, so you also have a spiritual root, what kind of spiritual root?" "Cultivating Buddha and cultivating the Tao have different requirements for people's qualifications, and there is an essential difference between the two in selecting people, but a person who cultivates the Tao needs to have spiritual roots, and this is something that all practitioners know.

"It's the Ice and Fire Twin Spirit Root."

When he heard the Ice and Fire Twin Spirit Root, a kind of understanding appeared in his eyes, he glanced at Wu Zhen, and said with emotion: "Sure enough, it is destined in the dark." Suddenly, Wu Zhen, who was targeted by the master, touched his little head, and didn't know what the master meant.

"Female donor, the earth-level realm and the spirit-level realm are operated by the rules of heaven and earth, even if our Buddhism is still in charge of the passage, we can't take people away at will at any time, it must be a destined person of my Buddhism, is the female benefactor willing to give it a try?"

"Try what?" Originally, when he heard that he couldn't take people away at will, Jingli, who was almost desperate, immediately regained his spirits.

"Let's see if you're destined for our Buddhism." With some smiles in his voice, he took out a round jade pendant from his arms, and gently lifted the jade pendant to float in the air.

Jingli looked at the jade pendant floating in the air, and her heart was extremely excited, this is a means that only true cultivators can have.

The jade pendant floated in front of the void, he stretched out his index finger and pointed a bright yellow light path at Jingli's forehead, Jingli only felt a slight tingling, and a drop of blood gushed out from her forehead and fell on the jade pendant along the path of light.

When the light disappeared, Jingli touched her forehead suspiciously, but did not touch any wounds, so she looked up at Yu Pei again. The original jade pendant was surrounded by a soft glow of red and blue, and the light seemed to be able to flow, slowly converging into a gossip shape.

Only Jin Xuan clearly saw that when Jingli's blood melted into the jade pendant, a phoenix figure vaguely appeared on the jade pendant. Getting this result was originally what he expected, but he couldn't help but sigh very much, everything in this world is really a "life" word.

The light faded away, and Jingli looked at him expectantly. Into the void showed a smile: "The female benefactor is really a destined person of our Buddhism." ”

That is, can he take her away? The good news came so suddenly that she didn't even have time to react.

"Great!" Wuxuan rushed out excitedly and hugged Jingli, who was kneeling on the ground, "Sister Female Donor, I can be with you again." ”

He was met with silence, and everyone watched in amazement. This terrible silence made Wu Zhen quickly realize his abruptness, he cautiously turned his head, looked at the master he had just recognized, and carefully explained: "I am an old acquaintance with this female benefactor's sister. ”

Before he could respond, Wu Zhen felt that he was being held very hard into a soft embrace, and the wet liquid fell on top of his head, and he raised his head in surprise.

"Woo woo woo, you are really my lucky star, no slander, no slander...... Master, Master......" Jingli hugged Wuzhen tightly and cried bitterly, which was the ultimate joy.

Wuzhen looked at Jingli, who was already in tears, and reluctantly stretched out his little hand and patted her back gently.

Looking at Jingli, who was crying bitterly, he commanded softly: "Let's cancel today's lecture first, and you will come back tomorrow." Then he was the first to leave the lecture hall.

Everyone also left one after another, leaving this place to the joyful Jingli, and the unbreakable Wuli. Huiyuan stared at the two of them for a moment, and finally left with Fuzhi.

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