Jin An practiced archery for half a day.

After practicing almost ten arrows, seven or eight arrows are on target.

He carried the stone bow and the hemp bag behind him.

A vigorous stride into the rain.

Rush in the direction where the predecessors of the ancient body left, looking for more strange flowers and fruits, and by the way, go to collect the interest of the head that the Tufuzi grew on his neck.

It is still the temple that is more than ten acres wide, because this time he has been familiar with the route in advance, so Jin'an's hurry is very fast.

It's just that when he revisited, the place was already empty.

Xiao Ling Wang and his party had already left.

Jin An continued on his way.

Xiao Ling Wang They have the wooden kite as a sharp weapon to rush the road, and they must have opened a big gap with him, Jin An in order to shorten the time difference of the day that was delayed before, he was burying his head all the way and hurried to catch up with Xiao Ling Wang and them.

Of course.

In order to prevent falling into the trap by mistake.

Although his goal has not changed, he frequently changes his walking route, sometimes in a big detour, sometimes around a few more times, and sometimes in a curve, so as to prevent traps from being arranged in advance because of taking a fixed route.

On the next journey, he encountered several newly collapsed small temples in a row, and Jin An guessed that it should be Xiao Lingwang's group that did it, and he didn't want the latecomers to have a place to rest from the wind and rain, and he didn't want the latecomers to catch up with the ancient predecessors and grab strange flowers and fruits from them, so he took out the everlasting lamp.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, and before they could catch up with King Xiao Ling and them, Jin An, who was climbing high on a high mountain at this time, had to find a place to spend the night.

Standing on the top of the mountain, he saw several light sources in the distance, but even the closest light sources to him were more than ten miles away, and Jin An had to speed up his pace and hurry under the heavy rain.

This temple is a bit peculiar, it is actually a cliff temple built on a cliff, several precious sunken wood that will not rot for thousands of years, thicker than the two of them, deep into the cliff, suspended in the air to build a temple.

The cliff hall is not big, even much smaller than most temples, but it has an ancient and quiet artistic conception.

The cliff hall is hundreds of zhang high from the ground, and the only way to enter the temple is a narrow path carved out of the cliff wall.

Without thousands of years of care, the cliff path has already collapsed.

Ordinary people will definitely not be able to come up.

But Jin An is not an ordinary person.

This kind of small challenge naturally can't be difficult for him.

This cliff hall is like other shrines, the gate of the temple has been broken by the outside world, and the statues of the gods enshrined inside have long since disappeared, and the light source in the temple comes from an everlasting lamp and a futon woven by a straw mat.

This temple is covered with a very thick dust, no one has asked for thousands of years, but the straw mat futon is spotless, in this dilapidated, silent world, it is rare to fight for a point of tranquility and solitude, high festival breeze.

"There is a folk saying that 'straw mat futon does not dust, and there seems to be no one on the pine stone', to build a temple on a lonely cliff, to survive in a desperate place, to find a place to live in a desperate situation, the cultivation realm of this predecessor must be very high. The heart is pure, and the dust does not fall, so that you can sit and forget yourself. ”

Jin An stood at the door of the temple, facing the ever-bright lamp, the base of the statue, and the straw mat futon on the ground that was not stained with dust, and then stepped into the cliff hall.

After a day of traveling, Jin An sat down on the straw mat futon, ready to take out a persimmon from the sack to satisfy his stomach.

I don't know.

He just sat on the straw mat futon, as if the shadow of time flowed, he sat quietly on the straw mat futon in a temple to practice, the temple of light converged, the glow was shining, and the light was striped.

The shrine has an ancient charm, and the incense here is flourishing, and there is incense burning.

At the same time, there were many phantoms around him, who came and went, walked and came, worshipping with devotion and leaving believers to offer incense.

Jin An wanted to try to see who they were visiting.

But he couldn't open his eyes to see who was worshipping, but he could clearly feel the people around him coming and going, and the incense was flourishing......

There are phantoms coming and going around every day, the ever-bright lights are on and out, extinguished and lit, the sun sets and the moon rises, the moon sets and the sun rises, spring goes to autumn, winter goes to spring and comes again, time flies, year after year, a small tree outside the temple gradually grows into a towering tree......

Jin An gradually forgot the passage of time.

The mind is at peace like never before.

The straw mat futon opens up the divinity of man and realizes his own body.

A simple and natural, natural Dao rhyme that proves the great road is natural from him.

Kiss!

Jin An woke up from a dream, the time around him disappeared, he returned to the real world, the straw mat futon under his seat turned into fly ashes, and he looked down on the years in the vast years.

At this time, the sky outside was not completely dark.

It was almost the same as when Jin An first came to the Cliff Palace.

In the Tang Dynasty, Lu Sheng fell asleep and married a beautiful girl, won the Jinshi, was promoted to Shaanzhou Mu, Jing Zhaoyin, and finally was promoted to the head of the household and the imperial history doctor, Zhongshu Ling, and was named the Duke of Yanguo. His wife bore him five sons, all of whom were high-ranking officials and married high-ranking families. In his later years, he was full of children and grandchildren, enjoying the joy of family... Once he woke up from a dream, it was a dream of Huangliang, but Jin An found that he was not a dream of Huangliang, his soul cultivation was a great advancement, and the sixth layer of "Heavenly Demon Sacred Gong" was cultivated to a great perfection.

When this result was discovered, Jin An was quite surprised.

Although he has hundreds of years of great medicine and tonic, this Nan Ke dream has saved him a lot of cultivation time, and there is also the yin virtue used to seal the tonic medicine.

The key is that Jin An found that his divine soul had made great progress this time, and there was no sign of instability in his cultivation after pulling out the seedlings, and his divine soul was strong and stuck to the spiritual platform.

It is said that people's hearts are not enough, and snakes swallow elephants.

Jin An suddenly regretted a little, when he was in the outside world, why didn't he seal the "Heavenly Demon Holy Skill" a few more times at one time, maybe this Nan Ke dream could deduce him to a higher peak at one time.

Jin An visualized the catastrophe, like the sea god needle to fix the distracting thoughts, and then calmed down.

Straw mat futons are no small feat.

This cliff hall has lived in a holy person.

He got up and bowed solemnly to the empty idol base again, thanking the Divine Venerable Sage for his initiation to his juniors.

......

Outside, it was getting darker.

It won't be long before it's going to get completely dark.

Suddenly, the stone steps of the quiet empty mountain beaten by the clear rain, there were footsteps, and the sound of people's conversations, and the dark clouds overhead, a pair of men and women came to this cliff hall built on the cliff wall to hide from the rain and spend the night.

It was a man and a woman.

The man is seventy or eighty, and his facial features look like a weasel five points and an old fox five points like an old fox.

The woman is also seventy or eighty, and her facial features look like an old vixen and a weasel five points.

The two are neither monks nor nuns, nor Taoist priests, and they are dressed ordinarily, so they can't see what they are from for the time being.

But the arms and legs are quite neat.

As soon as they came to the cliff hall, they saw that there was no one else here, but they immediately began to rummage through the east and west, intending to find out if there were any divine treasures in this cliff hall, but naturally they found nothing.

There was no reverence at all.

A heart of gratitude.

At this time, the sky outside was completely dark.

In the invisible darkness outside the cliff hall, more and more mysterious voices began to sound, as if there were many whispers of people, and there were screams of pain, which were terrifying.

Those voices in the darkness were hovering on the stone steps of the ancient mountain, getting closer and closer to the cliff hall, and they were getting closer and closer to the cliff hall in large numbers.

The old man and woman in the cliff hall who were old weasels and old fox spirits seemed to be accustomed to the creepy sounds in the night, and they were still persistently rummaging through everything in the cliff hall, unscrupulous and without reverence, seeing that they were going to turn over this cliff hall that provided them with shelter from the wind and rain, and suddenly, oops, oops.

In the empty cliff hall, two screams of pain sounded.

The old man and the old woman who were messing with the cliff hall covered the back of their heads together and cried out in pain, someone was throwing stones at them just now.

"Who?"

"Who's beating me?"

The two of them are not good people, they immediately showed a fierce light in their eyes, and wanted to kill people, but as soon as they turned around, they saw that there was originally a statue of a god, but now there was an additional statue of a Taoist priest on the empty platform! On the platform sat a Taoist priest with his hands holding yin and yang, closing his eyes and not moving!

The lonely men and widows on this big night are not good people, not to mention that they are still thieves, the two of them directly knelt down, their foreheads were like pounding garlic, and they muttered for a while that the god king and grandfather let them go, they didn't mean to offend the peace of the temple.

The two of them were suddenly frightened, and they didn't have time to see what the statue looked like, and after they kowtowed dozens of times, they saw that the Taoist statue had not moved, so they dared to raise their heads and peek at the statue.

The Taoist statue was very young, in his early twenties, wearing a robe full of scriptures, the robe was not a mortal thing, it overflowed red in the dark night, it was actually a pure yang thing, containing the rhyme of thunder and fire.

The most bizarre thing is that the Taoist statue is simply divine, lifelike, just like a living person, the two of them were suddenly frightened, and for a while they were a little surprised whether this idol was a living thing?

"Old, brother, when we entered the temple just now, the position of this statue... It should be empty, right? No, there is no statue in front of you, right?"

The seventy and eighty old woman with facial features five points like an old fox spirit and five points like a weasel, kneeling on the ground, said to the old man next to her with a trembling voice.

She staggered from side to side, yellow yellow, black old rotten teeth, gurgling and trembling, and her eyes were frightened.

"There shouldn't have been... This Taoist statue really seems to have come out of nowhere. The dry old man in his seventies and eighties, who looked like a weasel and looked like an old fox with five points of facial features, and his teeth were about to rot, was also so frightened that his legs were still a little weak, and he couldn't stand up for a while, and he didn't dare to act rashly and replied softly.

The two secretly talked to each other in private.

Seeing that the statue of the young Taoist priest had not moved, he couldn't help but become bold, from the beginning of the sneaky look, to the later dare to blatantly look.

"Dude... We've come across so many temples, and this is the first time we've encountered a temple with intact statues, could it be that we were disrespectful to this temple just now... So provoke divine punishment? After all... We are now in a blessed land that has disappeared for thousands of years... Anything can happen here!"

The old woman with a mouthful of black and yellow teeth began to gradually calm down, she hammered the somewhat sore knee that was kneeling, and blatantly looked at the young Taoist statue and continued: "Brother, don't say it, this statue is quite young, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, so handsome. ”

The most unbearable thing for a man is that the opposite sex praises other men for being handsome in front of him, and the old man is jealous, regardless of whether this is a temple or not, he snorted coldly: "You are a bad old woman who can suck soil when you sit on the ground, do you still want to think about a god statue?"

The old woman has never seen any bloody life in the face of meat, and in the face of meat words, she did not have the shyness of a yellow flower girl at all, but said with a look of indifference on her face: "The old woman wants to be younger for another twenty years, and if I still have physical strength, I will definitely think about this handsome statue." ”

It is said that it is not that Wang Ba does not enter the door.

After experiencing the initial fright, seeing that the idol in front of them has not moved, the two began to stand up boldly again, they looked at the lifelike, ruddy face of the statue in front of them, and wanted to step forward to test whether the statue was alive.

They will take shelter from the rain all night in this cliff temple.

You have to understand what's going on and make sure your environment is safe.

"Sister, don't you think that the scripture robe on this young Taoist priest is a big treasure? Perhaps the Taoist robe on this statue is also a divine treasure in this cave blessed land. ”

The old man became greedy.

I wanted to move my mind crookedly, and began to think about how to take off the robe of the Taoist statue.