"Tell me a message...... Nor can it be? ”

The monk just shook his head lightly, and said slowly, "Please go back, Master Jing'an, the poor monk is also powerless, this is really an iron law, and it is difficult to open the mountain and the temple before the time comes." ”

Speaking of this, it seems that there is definitely something sorry for Mrs. Jing'an, after thinking about it, he said to Mrs. Jing'an, "Mrs. Jing only needs to look at us to know the determination of Landa Temple." Besides, Zen Master Ask has already released two disciples in the red dust world, you can go to them directly if you have something, maybe Uncle Ask the Master thinks the same way! ”

Master Jing'an frowned tightly, no one knew the question better than her, but now she was completely at a loss.

What's going on?

Did you give up completely?

This is not the character of asking the law!

It's just that, through the gate of the archway, looking at the closed gate of the bitter sea road, Jing'an's heart began to sink slowly. If the Zen masters have given up, then what are you still insisting on? More than ten years and nearly twenty years of anticipation, hard begging, and the torment of the days and nights have become infinitely expanded at this moment, and slowly turned into a five-fingered mountain pressing down on her!

Compared to when she was imprisoned in the imperial city and used to threaten and ask questions, she was even more at a loss.

Although it was critical at that time, her heart did not waver in the slightest, because she knew that sooner or later she would be taken out. But today, there is no peace in the plain, just like the ice in the cold winter wax moon, cold to the bones, slowly freezing her bones, her flesh and blood, her soul!

After waiting for so many years, are you waiting for this result?

"Isn't there anything you have to explain to me?" Mrs. Jing'an still didn't give up and asked again.

Another monk was sent here at a younger age, and the resentment in his heart can be imagined, if it weren't for the fact that there were Illusory and Void brothers in the mortal world below the mountain, he would have even run down the mountain or gone to other temples. Therefore, his temperament is not too calm, and he has no good impression of Mrs. Jing'an, so he said angrily, "What are you?" We haven't heard of anything, and we asked the Master Uncle if he had any close friends named Mrs. Jing'an! Besides, don't talk about you, just ask the disciple of the Master Uncle Ancestor, the Void Monk, who returned to the mountain and returned to the temple some time ago, but there was no response, how are you? If you have the ability, you go to the bitter sea road! ”

Crossing the Bitter Sea Road?

Jing'an Shi smiled bitterly, she understands the questioning method, and naturally understands the Kuhai Road designed and produced by the questioning method. When the guards come to attack, I'm afraid that without thousands of people, they may not be able to fill a way!

With the military background of the Zen master, even if the military is dispatched, I am afraid that nothing will be left behind!

If she was allowed to break in, she would definitely die inside.

There is no doubt about that.

Anyone who doubts the decision of the Zen master is already dead.

The only one who didn't die was Emperor Xuanhe!

Only Master Jing'an knew that if it weren't for Emperor Shenzong's death, he forced Zen Master to swear with his own life that he would not have any thoughts about his younger brother, Emperor Xuanhe, who was about to ascend the throne, and that assisting him would be like assisting himself. How could Emperor Xuanhe be the emperor for more than ten years?

Jing'an Shitai slowly walked through the archway, crossed the side house where the monk lived, came to the gate of the Kuhai Road, slowly stood still, touched the closed door, put his face on the cold façade, closed his eyes, and seemed to be frozen for a while.

Slowly, the sun rises in the east, and the colorful glow in the sky begins to churn, like a sea of clouds covering the earth from the east!

The purple qi came from the east, and the clouds slowly fell on Mrs. Jing'an's body, and for a while, it was like putting on a set of phoenix crown and xia veils for her, which was extremely gorgeous.

Beauty is short-lived after all, and this beautiful scene disappeared after only a few moments, but Jing'an Shitai remained motionless.

The two little monks had never encountered such a situation, but they also stepped forward to persuade them a few times, but Mrs. Jing'an ignored them, as if she herself was a part of the gate.

Time flies very slowly for these two Zhike monks, they are afraid that something will happen to this Jing'an Master, and they will have to take responsibility, but for the stubborn Jing'an Master, they can't catch it, after all, Jing'an Shitai is still a woman.

But time seems to be very fast and fleeting for Master Jing'an.

The sun passed in the middle of the day, just after noon, it was the hottest time of the day, Jing'an Shitai slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the sweaty stay next to him, nervously looked at his two acquaintance monks, smiled slightly, and then slowly straightened up, her body shook, almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, she seemed to be very experienced, stabilized her body in a moment, swayed and stood up, nodded to the two acquaintance monks, and then turned back step by step to the carriage that brought her.

The carriage came in a hurry.

Disappointed and depressed, even the horses in the carriage seemed to know the mood of the master, and slowly went down the mountain in frustration, and the sound of the horses' hooves slowly went away, leaving the two little monks who knew the guest to look at each other, not knowing what to say.

Who is Mrs. Jing'an?

It was a heroine who once galloped on the battlefield in northern Xinjiang with the Zen master of the Question, although she had never fought, nor did she have any plans to pass on to future generations, and even her relationship with the Asking Law was rumored to be because the Asking Law saved her, and she repaid herself. But it doesn't matter. The important thing is that Master Jing An understands it herself.

She is Jing'an, the world's No. 1 prostitute Xiao An that year!

Compared with the so-called No. 1 Oiran in Tokyo, the No. 1 prostitute in Tokyo, Dai'er, is famous all over the world, and is recognized by the world as the No. 1 prostitute Xiao An! Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, militaristic strategy, court strategy, not inferior to anyone's Xiao'an girl, known as the three thousand miles of Jinghua, the two hundred years of the Zhou and Song dynasties!

After leaving the mountain, Mrs. Jing'an did not go back to the imperial city directly, but turned a corner in the outer city and stopped quietly in front of the illusory courtyard.

Moving to get out of the car, Master Jing'an gently patted the thin courtyard door, and saw Zhen Zhen quickly open the firewood door and come out.

"You are ......" Zhen Zhen looked at the beautiful woman in front of her with some surprise, you must know that as the No. 1 Oiran in Tokyo, it is necessary to have eyesight. But this woman in front of her, she really can't judge anything, age? Identity?

Mrs. Jing'an just glanced at Zhen Zhen, who seemed to be satisfied in some aspects, nodded, smiled faintly, and said slowly, "Go and tell the illusion, just say that I'm here Jing'an!" ”