Wang Zhi looked at her with some disbelief and said, "Is this all?" Is it even the case that you take me as an apprentice? ”

"I said it's fate, do you believe it?" Wang Xiling stood up, raised his finger, and gently pointed to the calm pond in front of him, the water in the pond immediately rippled slightly, and then a scene gradually appeared on the water surface, which was the scene when Wang Zhi took two ghosts and saw Wang Xiling for the first time by the stream under the mountain.

Wang Xiling looked at the scenery in the water and said: "Actually, in the world, not only interests can make two people have contact, sometimes, fate is also a way to obtain friendship and affection, whether you believe it or not, I can only say that I didn't lie to you." ”

Wang Zhi looked at the constantly changing scenes on the water, or the two of them were cultivating next to the Zizhu King, or helping to manage the vegetable garden, or they were strolling in the bamboo forest, the pictures that looked extremely plain made Wang Zhi feel a sincere sense of happiness and guilt in his heart.

The picture gradually faded, and it was snowflakes falling again, splashing small ripples on the water, he looked back at Wang Xiling's sincere smile, and then he stood up solemnly, bent his knees respectfully, knelt on the ground, and said heavily: "Master, it's the disciple who blames you." ”

Wang Xiling calmly bowed to him before saying: "It's not your fault, everyone has their own ideas, you alienate me and don't trust me, it's nothing more than that your fate is always at the mercy of others, and you also suspect that I am one of them, right?" ”

Wang Zhi was so ashamed that he didn't dare to raise his head, so he could only bow his head and say, "Yes, I ......"

"You don't need to explain, I know, and understand, in fact, you don't have to give up on yourself, we are living in the world, who is not a pawn of fate, who is not at the mercy of fate, even if it is an immortal who has ascended to the immortal realm, how many people dare to say that he has gotten rid of the tricks of fate?"

Wang Zhi raised his head and looked at Wang Xiling, he felt that the master's words were somewhat similar to what the old man said, I don't know if everyone thinks so, or if the two of them know each other.

"Get up, although our lives are just fiddled with by fate, but no one can know in advance, which makes us feel hopeful in life, isn't it, who knows if fate will arrange for you to be able to soar tomorrow and turn over the clouds and rain?"

Wang Zhi stood up, scratched the back of his head a little embarrassed and said, "I'm like this, is it possible?" ”

"Impossible? Standing on this day last year, do you think everything is possible today? ”

Wang Zhi was surprised, yes, last year today, he never dreamed that his life would suddenly change so much, he looked at Wang Xiling's smile, and gradually laughed and said: "Thank you, master, I think I understand a little, although it is not complete." ”

Wang Xiling nodded and agreed: "The way of cultivating the truth, the first state of mind, if the state of mind is not clear, whether it is divine cultivation or law cultivation, not only the effect is slow, but also dangerous, I can't teach you the moves on the Netherworld Heart Sutra, but if you encounter difficulties in your state of mind, you might as well come to me, although I am a halfway monk, but I can still do it if I guide you." ”

Wang Zhi nodded, being reminded by Wang Xiling, he remembered the square square in the Netherworld Palace again, and his chaotic aura came from it, although he didn't understand what it was, but he still felt that it should be a good thing.

But after coming back, he was always worried that the man in green clothes and blue hair would stay in the Netherworld Palace, so he didn't dare to go back to get it, and even if he wasn't there, he would definitely know that Wang Zhi was going back, so he had been hesitating whether to go back or not.

Now that the knot between him and Wang Xiling has been untied, he no longer conceals the experience of Houshan, so he told the matter again one by one, and finally asked her if he should go back to get the square.

Wang Xiling frowned and listened to his words before saying, "To be honest, I also heard you before I knew that there was such a holy place in the back mountain, and as for the Netherworld Palace, I really don't know." And the blue-haired man should be Chang Qing who guards the back mountain, although I have never seen him in person, but I have heard the elders mention his appearance. As for that block, you don't know what it is, if you really can't put it down, you might as well go back and get it, otherwise it will always be in your heart, and it will affect your cultivation. ”

With Wang Xiling's affirmation, Wang Zhi no longer hesitated, anyway, it was uncomfortable to think about it, so he immediately put on the Tibetan robe given by the master and walked to the back mountain.

Outside the mountain may still be late autumn and early winter, especially in the Sichuan Basin, all year round, it is basically difficult to see a snowfall, but the mountain is different, the snow comes very early, and it will be very big as soon as it comes, and the light snow fluttering in the morning has become a heavy snow that fills the valley by noon, especially on the top of the mountain, it has been paved with a layer of snow, it looks white, reflecting the yellow and red mountains and forests below, it looks very beautiful.

Wang Zhi didn't have much mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery, looked at the snow on the mountain, and wrapped the Tibetan robe on his body, not to mention, this dress didn't look very fashionable, but it was really warm to wear, and he didn't feel too cold with such a big snow.

At night, I ate some dry cakes prepared by Wang Xiling, and fell asleep on a stove sent by the master, which is a stove driven by aura, the function is very simple, that is, to bake the fire, but the effect is very good, a little aura, can support a long time, very gentle, so that people will not be frozen awake in the middle of the night.

By the evening of the next day, Wang Zhi finally rushed back to the foot of the Netherworld Palace, and he still climbed the mountain in the afterglow of dusk.

The torii is still like that, and the surroundings have become covered in silver, but it is still so arrogant and isolated, and not a single snowflake has fallen on it.

When walking into the archway, Wang Zhi was even more frightened, because on the hillside behind, the green trees and green tiles, is still a vibrant appearance, completely and the white world outside the two heavens, and the air here is obviously a lot warmer, at least it is also the temperature of the Mid-Autumn Festival, so that Wang Zhi has to learn from the Tibetans, put a shoulder out, so as not to feel so stuffy.

It was getting darker and darker, but he couldn't care so much anymore, and walked straight to the top tower, but when he reached the square in front of the tower, it was already completely dark, and he had to make a tattered torch and light it with a lighter.

The torches are not professional at all, the effect is extremely poor, and the flickering light of the fire makes people always feel ghostly.

Wang Zhi hesitated a little, but in the end, he gritted his teeth, held a shaking torch, and walked into the main hall.

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