"Heaven and earth are unkind, all things are dogs, the avenue is ruthless, the saint and the heavens are Qi, the ancients are honest and do not deceive me!

Hmph, it's better to ask for others than for yourself, since it's a single-plank bridge, then squeeze through!"

Wu Ming, who was descending the mountain, looked indescribably gloomy.

Although he didn't care about any chance, Lu Ziqing's choice still made him a little uncomfortable!

With his cleverness, when he saw Lu Jiuyuan again, he must not have guessed what he was doing in Shaolin.

But even so, it stripped him of half of his greatest safety in this place, and put him in danger!

Even though there is Qin Songzhi and many forces in the way, the moment he saw Lu Ziqing, there was no enthusiasm for seeing his relatives, but it was like being poured a basin of ice water in the winter!

If it weren't for his perseverance, I am afraid that he would lose his mind on the spot and ask questions without scruples!

And for the sake of future plans, I have to cross my eyebrows and make a false impression of turning against each other, so as to hide people's eyes!

"Master Hui'an is following, isn't he still a follower?"

His footsteps paused slightly, Wu Ming didn't look back, and there was mockery in his words.

"Amitabha, the donor went away with anger, and the poor monk was afraid that the donor's thought would be wrong and go astray!"

Hui'an seemed to be slow and fast, coming slowly.

"Eight steps to catch the cicadas, hehe!"

Wu Ming glanced at it and didn't care.

When we met for the first time, I knew that this Master Hui'an had a lot of criticism about him, and he never saw him again.

Later, I inquired, it is said that I went down the mountain to practice, but I didn't expect to go to the south, and I brought Lu Ziqing back to Shaolin, and broke the situation that I had been planning for a long time!

Now that I think about it, there may not be the handwriting of that Xuanhong holy monk, which should not be underestimated!

"Since the donor has left Shaolin, why not go back to Song Jing than walk out alone. ”

Hui An said subtly tentatively.

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, the master of the southern line, not far away, harvested a lot, in the next quite touched, want to see the great rivers and mountains of Songshan. ”

Wu Ming opened his arms, as if he wanted to embrace the lofty mountains and mountains, and the road was full of pride.

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and the donor is really precocious, every word is thought-provoking!"

Hearing this, Hui An's eyes flashed slightly and he nodded.

"What does this mean, is the master going to go with him?"

The corners of Wu Ming's mouth outlined a playful smile.

"Songshan is hundreds of thousands of miles in circumference, there are many wolves, insects, tigers and leopards monsters, if Wu Shizhu doesn't mind, the poor monks also want to try it, many years in the temple to worship the Buddha, but missed this great river and mountain. ”

Hui An said calmly.

"I don't dare to ask for it!"

The corners of Wu Ming's mouth were more playful, and he gently stroked the kitten's soft hair, and walked into the mountains and forests with a long smile.

Hui An frowned slightly, and followed with a slight groan, since he had already appeared, he didn't plan to follow him secretly, with his identity, he didn't bother to do small things like hiding and hiding.

Knock knock!

Suddenly, one hundred and eight bells rang, and the sound spread thousands of miles, and all the sounds were silent!

The boundary of Songshan Mountain, with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, hundreds of millions of living beings have feelings, and those who hear it are all crying and wailing all over the wilderness!

"It's ......"

Wu Ming was shocked, his heart jumped suddenly, and he inexplicably felt that the blood flow was accelerating, as if something important had happened to someone he had a relationship with.

Although the whim was far less accurate than that of celestial and human induction, Wu Ming was extremely sure of his intuition.

"Master!"

At this moment, Hui An fell to the ground with a sad voice and kowtowed.

"Master Xuanbei has passed away!"

Wu Ming was stunned on the spot, and a thin figure of a blind monk flashed in his mind, seemingly dying, but invisibly revealing an incomparable majesty!

Although he can't be sure that the master that Hui'an said is a blind monk, Shaolin Temple is related to him, and the monk who is about to die is the only one who is unfathomable!

For a while, I couldn't help but stand silently, and I bowed my head and thought silently!

At the same time, in an unknown place hundreds of millions of miles away, Huikong and Zhixian chanted excessively, Huineng sat in the ancient temple, and the wisdom in the prison roared like a tide, shaking the government and the opposition!

Airplanes!

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was a moment, maybe it was a long time, and a misty glow came down from the top of the mountain and came to me in an instant.

"It's ......"

Looking at the golden light cluster in front of him, Wu Ming's pupils shrank, feeling the warm light and shadow rushing to his face, as if he had thought of something.

"Relic!"

Hui An looked up as if he was aware of it, and suddenly exclaimed, stretching out his hand to grab it.

Airplanes!

But the moment he touched the light group, he was repelled by a great force, just pushing him away, but he was not injured.

"Master, the disciple knows his mistake, for the sake of the disciple's service for a hundred years, please forgive the disciple!"

Hui'an lost his soul for a while, and then fell to his knees and kowtowed.

But the golden light cluster was dripping and spinning, and between the Buddha's light, a golden jade pill the size of a dragon's eye was revealed inside, which seemed to be oval, and seemed to be prismatic, and seemed to be round like a pearl, as if it contained a thousand changes!

didn't get the response he wanted, Hui An looked sad and disappointed, but he didn't dare to step forward, so he could only kneel to one side.

"The Zen master is kind, and the younger generations have understood it, but everyone has their own fate, and they can't help it!"

As if feeling something, Wu Ming was silent for a long time and sighed.

Even though the relics are the supreme treasure of Buddhism, even if they are only illuminated for a moment, they feel that their bodies are comfortable and their hearts are peaceful, as if they have figured out many questions that have lingered for a long time in an instant.

But it has been prepared for a long time, and it is impossible to change because of this, even if it is a treasure that is still on top of the dragon clothes!

Airplanes!

The relics swirled around Wu Ming three times before finally stopping in front of him.

"I understand, the younger generation will live up to the trust!"

Wu Ming was slightly surprised, a ray of essence flashed in his eyes, and he bowed respectfully.

Shout!

As soon as the words fell, the relics turned into a ray of light, which disappeared into his heart in an instant, and disappeared in a flash.

"Xuanbei Zen Master passed away, shouldn't the master go back to the temple to see him off for the last time?"

Taking a deep look at Shaolin Temple, Wu Ming walked with his feet up, but he didn't think about it, Hui'an still followed silently.

"The poor monk is just the master who sits in front of him and listens to the novices, and he can chant the sutras for 100 days! Now the donor is carrying a relic, and the poor monk should be escorted by his side. ”

Hui'an said solemnly.

"Huh!"

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled noncommittally.

Although Hui'an's move obviously meant to monitor, he did not refuse, with such a big master, there is no problem in terms of security.

So, a strange combination appeared in the mountains, a young man with a cat, and a forty or fifty-year-old yellow-robed monk accompanied by him!

At the beginning, the two of them were not fast, and they were only two or three hundred miles a day, walking and stopping like ordinary travelers, touring the mountains and rivers, so happy!

Seven or eight days later, with a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, the kitten turned into a real body and traveled thousands of miles a day with Wu Ming on his back, even so, Hui'an still followed alongside without hurry.

With its strength, it is not said that it travels thousands of miles a day, even if it is thousands of miles.

But what he didn't know was that this road was the same road that Wu Ming and Hui Xing had walked when they returned to the mountain before, and there was still a section of the road that Yue Xianjun had come to revisit at this time.

After following for half a month, Wu Ming didn't mean to stop, and the tension in Hui'an's heart dissipated slightly, but he didn't leave there.

Decades of worshipping the Buddha is like a day, and in terms of patience, there are a group of Taoist priests in the world who can compare with monks.

"Master, I heard that this Oolong River, which stretches for tens of thousands of miles, once produced an evil dragon, which was later suppressed by the holy monks of Shaolin Temple, and formed Fulong Bay after a big war, am I right?"

Time was like a dazzling cloud, and the two of them and one beast came to the bank of a big river, and Wu Ming pointed to the calm and waveless river channel.

"What the donor said is right, it is this river. ”

Hui An replied truthfully.

He didn't know that Wu Ming had also asked Hui Xing about the same thing.

"Come to think of it, the people on both sides of the strait have been very grateful for Shaolin Ende for many years!"

Wu Ming said meaningfully.

"I am a Buddha with compassion, I don't fake external things, and I don't do anything because of kindness. ”

Hui An said lightly.

"But I think the soil on both sides of the river is not fertile, is it because the formation of Fulong Bay has drained the spiritual energy within a radius of tens of thousands of miles?"

Wu Ming changed his words.

"This ...... It's beyond the knowledge of the poor monk!"

Hui Xing's eyes flashed slightly.

"Huh!"

Wu Ming smiled lightly, nodded noncommittally, and walked towards a towering, but somewhat deserted ridge.

"The donor's delay is not short, so he is not afraid that the plaything will lose his mind, is there a mistake in martial arts?"

Hui Xing asked bluntly for the first time.

"Hehe, what I'm looking for, I've found it!"

Wu Ming pointed to the mountain peaks and roads.

Between the green waters and green mountains, Hui'an frowned slightly, and in the eyes of the ancient well, there was a flickering incomprehension, and he looked at Wu Ming who was climbing in the mountain stream from time to time.

In his opinion, Wu Ming's words are simply clueless, and he can't think of a reason!

If you want to say that you can play in the mountains and rivers, ordinary people are running to the famous mountains and rivers, and the Songshan Mountains have a wide boundary, and there are countless famous mountains and rivers.

The east of the Wulong River rises from the top of the Shao Room Peak, in the early years, it is indeed full of aura, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a must in the Songshan Mountains.

But since a dragon came out and was suppressed in Fulong Bay, the Wulong River has lost its former aura, and even if it is conceived by the river, it has never left the spiritual field again.

It was precisely because of this that he was suspicious of Wu Ming's actions, and always felt that he had some special purpose.

"Donor, although this Oolong Peak is dangerous, but there is nothing surprising about it, can you ask the donor to solve the confusion of the poor monk?"

After hesitating, Hui'an didn't hold back his curiosity after all.

"Hehe, the master is so persistent, isn't it obsessed?"

Wu Ming was looking at the mountain situation, and he smiled dumbly when he heard the words.

It is not an exaggeration for the donor to understand it this way, but the poor monk is really curious. ”

Hui An said disapprerovantly.

"If I'm not mistaken, this Oolong River starts from Shaomu Mountain and Tianfeng in the east, right?"

Wu Ming asked rhetorically.

"The donor knows a lot about the topography of Songshan Mountain, but the donor hasn't said yet, why do you stay here?"

Hui An's eyes flashed slightly.

"Thanks to the care of your temple, I can spend this year and a half in peace, just want to come, willful, add a lot of trouble to your temple, when I leave, I should always do something!"

The corners of Wu Ming's mouth outlined a meaningful smile, and with a sweep of his right hand on his chest, he took out two extremely ordinary tools.

Seeing those two things clearly, Hui'an really became the second monk who was puzzled, and stood stunned on the spot!