The Mirage waited anxiously, and the patriarch looked into the distance from time to time.

"It's back," the crowd cheered.

"Thank you two benevolent dukes," the doom of the clan finally passed, the patriarch burst into tears, and knelt down first, and all the clansmen also knelt down together.

"Don't be like this, please get up quickly," Jiang Huan and the others hurriedly helped the patriarch.

Back in the tribe, the people who are still alive are old and small, and it is sad to watch. The entire tribe was horribly destroyed, with ruins everywhere and a faint smell of blood in the air.

Lu She sighed: "I'm afraid I can't live here anymore, what are the plans of the patriarch?"

The patriarch looked at his homeland and said reluctantly: "For thousands of years, our clan has multiplied here, and I can't imagine that it will be destroyed in one day. The patriarch looked at the periphery: "There is a foreign tribe a hundred miles away, and they usually move around, and they plan to join them, so that they can take care of each other......"

Suddenly, a teenage mirage kneeled in front of Jiang Huan with a plop, "Engong, I want to worship you as a teacher, please accept me." ”

"Huh?" Jiang Huan was at a loss, "No, no, no, I haven't been a master, you worship a monk as a teacher!"

"I don't want to be a monk!" said the little mirage firmly.

Luscher froze and smiled awkwardly.

The patriarch hurriedly came over and pulled the little mirage up, "Li'er is not allowed to mess around, don't make trouble for Engong." ”

"Amitabha," Lu She walked over, touched the little mirage's head, and said, "What is your name, how old are you?" ”

"My name is Mirage, and I'm twelve years old," the little mirage said in a crisp and loud voice.

Lu She looked at Jiang Huan, "This son is smart and tenacious, and he is a good seedling." Meeting you this time is also a kind of fate. ”

When the patriarch heard this, he also had a hint of emotion: "Engong, this is my grandson, he has been sensible since he was a child, his father and mother are gone in this battle, if you can not abandon and take it away, they will know it, and they should rest in peace." ”

Mei Huan: "It's just that I still have a lot of things to do, and there are many difficulties, and taking him with me will hurt him." ”

Lu She: "If you have no defense, you can go with me first, and then you can take him away when you finish your business." ”

Jiang Huan looked at the patriarch and then at the mirage, "Is this good?"

"Okay, okay, this is the creation of Li'er, Li'er, quickly bow to Xie Zun. The patriarch said happily.

"The disciple meets the master, and the Buddha greets," Mirage hurriedly bowed.

Jiang Huan thought for a while and said, "My master is a Dan Master, and I am also a Dan Master, so you can start with the Dan Master." As he spoke, he gave Mirage a booklet with some notes on the methods of the Dan Dao.

......

The country of Buddhism is different from other places, from the king to the people of Li, all of whom believe in Buddhism, and even the different races living in it are deeply influenced by the Dharma, and the various ethnic groups can live together in harmony with each other, and there are many fewer disputes.

Jiang Huan walked with Lu She along the way, and from time to time pointed out the mirage cultivation.

"Monk, why do so many people bow down when they see you along the way?" Jiang Huan was curious, whenever he encountered a village or something along the way, people almost had to bow down when they saw Lu She.

Mirage: "Master, the master is the son of Nalan Buddha, the youngest generation of people in Nalan Ancient Temple who have the deepest attainments in Buddhism, often go around preaching the Dharma and doing good deeds, and many people have seen him. ”

Jiang Huan smiled: "I didn't expect you to be so famous." ”

Lushe said: "It's just a name. I once made a great wish that I must cultivate the Mahayana Buddha path, save myself and others, and have a long way to go to cultivate Buddhism. ”

Jiang Huan: "I heard that your Buddhists pay attention to following fate, not only following fate, but also making any grand wishes, isn't it a crime of obsession." ”

Lu She was stunned: "I can't imagine that Jiang Shizhu is also a person with wisdom roots, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell, and the Holy Master of Puyan should be a model for my generation." ”

Jiang Huan said: "The Puyan Holy Master is indeed worthy of respect. ”

......

The large scale of Nalan Ancient Temple is the supreme holy place of Buddhism in the world, the central birthplace of Mahayana Buddhism, and countless Buddhist cultivators have come to worship from all over the year over the years.

The temple has produced many masters of Buddhism and Taoism in the past generations, and enjoys a high reputation in all ethnic groups.

It was only when Jiang Huan found out that the original temple could still be like this, with a courtyard within a courtyard and a temple within a temple, interdependent and independent of each other.

There is an endless stream of monks coming and going in and out of various courtyards, and there are many strange-looking alien races, which can be described as all-encompassing, and there is no class of teaching.

In the center of the entire Nalan Ancient Temple, there is a towering minaret - Shi Wuyi Pagoda.

Lu She arranged Jiang Huan and Mirage in a small courtyard, and went to see the elders in the temple.

Shi Wuyi Tower, a certain floor.

An old monk with white hair clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, I didn't expect Senior Brother Puyan to have such an encounter, but fortunately, in the end, the merit is complete, you and that little friend are also people with great opportunities, and there is a long way to go in the future, good and good." ”

Lusher folded his hands and stood aside.

This old monk turned out to be Pu Shen, a disciple of the same era as Puyan Shengshi.

......

Small monasteries.

Jiang Huan told the mirage to wait here, not to run around, and went out.

The land of Buddhism is not like other places, it is open to all sentient beings, and there are no taboos.

The reason why I came to Nalan Ancient Temple is because this place is marked on the map. Where did his father get this map, Jiang Huan couldn't figure it out, it was completely beyond the scope of his cognition.

Walking through the courtyards and towers, before you know it, it is already dark.

A towering tree in front of you blocked the way. The shadows of the trees were mottled, and the moonlight drilled down through the cracks in the leaves, casting strange shadows on the ground.

Suddenly, Jiang Huan's heart shook violently, and he almost couldn't believe his eyes, those tree shadows happened to be the appearance of a small boat.

How could this be, Jiang Huan looked at the big tree in front of him again. Gazing at the branches and leaves that reached into the sky, the mind seemed to sway with its heart-shaped leaves.

"Is this the Bodhi tree? The Buddha was enlightened here. Jiang Huan sat down cross-legged with his back against the tree.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the sound of evening classes rose in the courtyards of all sizes, intertwining into a strange field above the ancient temple.

It is worthy of being a holy place of Buddhism, and the strength of the mind has reached such a level, and the Buddha Tao really has its uniqueness.

Jiang Huan retracted his thoughts, walked through the jagged temple buildings, and a gap went straight into the distance, and suddenly it seemed that a mirror lit up.

Jiang Huan sat up suddenly and followed the direction. Out of the ancient temple, I walked for almost half an hour, and climbed a hill.

There is a lake at the top of the hill, which is not so much horseshoe-shaped as it is more like a larger pond.

On a boulder by the lake, Jiang Huan sat down.

The stars are like a curtain, falling from the sky into the lake, and the water and the sky are the same color for a moment, and it is impossible to distinguish which is the lake and which is the sky.

Jiang Huan slowly closed his eyes.

Suddenly, the old monk Pushen appeared silently beside Jiang Huan, looked at Jiang Huan who was settled, and nodded.

"Where is this?" Jiang Huan opened his eyes and found that the lake had disappeared, the boulder had disappeared, and he had come to a strange place.

There were all twinkling stars around, and sometimes a meteor dragged a long tail across it, Jiang Huan tried to touch one of the stars, but it looked very close but couldn't reach it.

"Is it in the starry sky?" Jiang Huan suddenly had a bold guess.

Suddenly, a hiss broke the silence. Jiang Huan turned around and found a white horse galloping towards him, whistling past Jiang Huan with a strong wind.

"It's so fast," Jiang Huan said in his heart.

Then there was another neigh, and a black horse suddenly appeared from another direction, whistling past Jiang Huan with a strong wind.

Then came the third, the fourth...... The eighth, eight horses, eight colors, all of them are proud.

Eight horses became the only ones in the starry sky, neighing, and galloping afterimages filled the entire starry sky.

This is not an illusion, Jiang Huan has a feeling that as long as he stretches out his hand, he can grab one of them.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he found that the speed of these horses was so fast that his divine sense could barely catch the trajectory of their travel.

Jiang Huan was taken aback, and let go of all his mind to observe and feel.

The horse's hooves tossed and turned out with each step, creating a circle of ripples under the hooves, and although they were stepping in the air, they seemed to be stepping on the real thing, and the distance under their feet seemed to shorten as the horse's hooves lifted.

"The space has shortened, so the speed has become faster, could it be the spatial Dao method?" Jiang Huan stared without blinking.

Jiang Huan unconsciously imitated, his eyes stared at the horse's hooves, step out, step after step, after several times, Jiang Huan was already sweating profusely, this seemingly simple step did not expect to be so energy-consuming. Jiang Huan was overjoyed in his heart, which further proved the extraordinaryness of this method.

Finally, after stepping out, Jiang Huan suddenly felt that his body was torn, as if he was going to split in two, half of his body was here, and the other half was about to fly to another position.

Jiang Huan had palpitations and quickly stopped. At this time, the white horse neighed and whistled past again, almost overlapping with the black horse passing by, Jiang Huan suddenly found that the frequency of the steps and the way of walking of the black horse and the white horse were different.

Jiang Huan confirmed again and again, and gradually found that these horses each have their own unique stride style and pace frequency, and each horse is different. Each hoof is lifted with a unique pace and manner, stepping on a certain point in space.

Eight horses, eight ways to step without stepping, Jiang Huan carefully observed one by one, and the pace and frequency of each horse were firmly in mind.

One step at a time, before the tearing sensation appeared, the next step was taken almost at the same time, step by step, but the moment the eighth step fell, although the space rippled, and then quickly disappeared, it seemed that something was missing.

Jiang Huan gradually realized that these eight steps seemed to represent eight different directions, and only by fusing eight different steps could he take that crucial step.

Repeated, tried.

Finally, as the footsteps fell, the space rippled, Jiang Huan's entire body melted into nothingness, the distance under his feet was infinitely shortened, and he appeared beside the white horse with one step, and suddenly appeared at the side of the black horse with another step......

The only regret is that it consumes too much spiritual power, and it seems that it can only be used at critical times.

Suddenly, there was a neighing, and the shadows of the eight horses gradually coincided, and finally merged together. A perfect steed in the starry sky neighed like a king among horses.

Jiang Huan opened his eyes and found that he was still sitting on the boulder, and everything was as if he was in a dream.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a horse leaped out of the water, jumping and neighing above the lake. Jiang Huan stood up and laughed, took a step and rode on the back of the horse, and for a while people looked up to the horse and were full of pride.

"Amitabha, the eight steps of Tianxing have been silent for tens of thousands of years and finally found a home. "Pushen clasped his hands together.