It had been the first time in a long time that he had been lying so undisturbed.

Does anyone know how many burdens they carry and what kind of pain it must be?

It's just that this small world, after all, can't last, and a burst of footsteps from far and near walked towards the place where he was, disrupting his train of thought.

The bell that had been striking in his heart suddenly seemed to be far away from him, and suddenly it was far away from the sky.

Silently, sighing......

Slowly, he opened his eyes.

Buddha!

This was the first thing he saw.

A big "Buddha" word, hanging high on the roof, around this Buddha word, surrounded by a circle of golden patterns, and then along the periphery, a circle of finely carved five hundred Arhat statues, and form a large circle. All the arhats are of the same size, but their expressions and bodies are all different, and they are arranged in rows, and they are extremely upright. Then, on the periphery of the large circle is the ceiling with a blue background and black edge, two feet higher than the middle Buddha circle, and the painting style on it is different, it is a square grid, each square is one foot square, with gold piping, and there are Buddhist auspicious beasts such as unicorns, phoenixes, golden dragons, goats, etc., these patterns are the same in each square.

Although he is not good at carving architecture, he only glanced at it, and the generals knew that this was a miraculous handiwork. On the roof, in the inner circle around the Buddha character, two golden chains hang down, and an ever-bright lamp hangs upside down, looking from the bottom up, it is roughly a copper basin three feet large, which is filled with lamp oil.

The general frowned, and then turned his head to look around, only to see that this place is very similar to a meditation room in the temple, the room is quite spacious, the four corners are red lacquer pillars, blue brick paving, the door is made of paulownia wood, a window is opened on each side, the same red lacquer is used, it looks very solemn. On one side of the wall hangs a picture of Guanyin Master holding a water purification jade dew vase, and below is a pair of incense tables, on which are four plates of fruits, namely pears, apples, oranges, and oranges;

On the other side of the wall is where the generals are. There is a wooden bed here, simple and sturdy, and there is no more decoration, I think the monks do not care about such things, and the room is also generally simple, except for the above things, there is only a round table in the middle, and four round stools around it. The table is all black, and there are teapots and cups on the table, which are plain porcelain.

At this time, the footsteps had already reached the door, and the door of this meditation room "creaked", and someone pushed it open from the outside, and a person walked in. The general looked at him, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but it was a strange young monk who had never seen before, holding a wooden plate in his hand and a new kettle on it, and walked in but did not look at the general, but walked directly to the table in the room, and swapped the teapot on the table with the one on the wooden plate in his hand.

"You...... Who is it?" the general asked, but before he could say a word, he suddenly felt a pain in his throat, although it was not as intense as the fire that he had last time when he was unconscious, but it was also extremely uncomfortable, and his voice suddenly became hoarse.

Even so, it also startled the little monk, and immediately turned around to see, in a hurry, he almost knocked over the wooden plate in his hand.

"Ahh ”

As he spoke, he was about to run out of the door, but the general pointed at his back and asked in a hoarse voice, "Little Master, may I ask, where is this?"

The little monk looked back and smiled, his face was quite innocent and delicate, and he smiled: "Here, of course, this is the Qinglong Temple!"

Blue Dragon Temple!

The general was stunned for a moment, as if he had been struck by thunder. The little monk trotted away all the way, thinking that he was going to call someone, leaving only the general to lie back on the bed, and his heart was extremely chaotic.

Seiryuji Temple......

His heart was uncertain, but somehow, there was another bitter meaning, which flooded from the depths of his heart.

Seiryuji Temple...... Seiryuji Temple...... Translucent......

There was a faint sound of talking in the distance, and at the same time a few footsteps were walking towards the meditation room, and someone seemed to ask the little monk in a low voice, the little monk was obviously not very old, innocent and lively, and kept answering with laughter.

Somehow, listening to those questions and answers, the general was distracted for a while, not thinking about his current situation, nor wanting to grudge in the past, at this moment, he suddenly envied this ordinary little monk for no reason. Like him, he is so innocent and lively, maybe he doesn't know that there is also pain and hatred in the world, right?

Young and ignorant, but on the contrary, we have been the happiest days in many years?

The footsteps stopped abruptly, and just outside the door, someone said to the little monk: "You don't have to go in, why don't you go to the backyard now and report to the abbot master, that is, the little fan benefactor has woken up." ”

The little monk smiled: "It's okay." But Senior Brother Zhixiang, you said that you would teach me to practice the Ascension Decision, and you can't go back on this. ”

The man outside the door smiled and said: "Little guy, be greedy, go quickly, I promised you, naturally I will not regret it." ”

The little monk was obviously very happy, smiled, and jumped away. The wooden door opened, and in the creak, it seemed as if someone had paused outside the door, took a deep breath, and then walked in.

Sure enough, it was Zhixiang, and behind him was the tall monk Zhishan.

Dressed in a moon-white monk's robe, with a white face, holding a rosary in his hand, Zhixiang looked as if there had been no change in the past ten years. I saw him slowly walking towards the wooden bed where the general was lying, and when he walked to the bed, his eyes met the general's gaze, and the two of them had no words.

The atmosphere in the room was a little strange for a while, and after a while, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhixiang's mouth, and he saluted the generals: "General donor, are you awake?"

The corner of the general's eyes twitched, and he suddenly said coldly: "I don't have the surname Jiang, I have long forgotten that name." ”

Zhixiang's face remained unchanged, he only looked at the generals, and said softly after a while: "What name you use is naturally your own will, but if you don't even want a surname, have you ever thought about being worthy of the parents who gave birth to you and raised you back then?"

The general's face changed, he snorted, but he didn't say anything more, turned his head away, and didn't look at him anymore.

Zhixiang didn't blame him, he and Zhishan looked at this demonic demon who was spurned by the righteous path of the world, and their eyes were completely kind. Ji-sun moved two chairs from the round table behind him, placed them beside the bed, and whispered, "Senior brother, please take a seat!"

Zhixiang nodded, sat down in the chair, looked at the general, and said, "How do you feel now?"

The general didn't need him to ask, in fact, he had already secretly checked his body, the ribs that had been severely injured to the point of fracture in the chest had been completely connected, and they were tied with a thick bandage at the moment, obviously to help fix it, as for the many skin wounds on the shoulder, they were all bandaged well, although there was pain in the wound from time to time, but there was a faint sense of coolness, obviously the wound was dressed with excellent wound medicine, so there was such an effect.

Seeing that he didn't answer, he didn't get angry, and said with a smile: "When you were unconscious, I had already helped you connect the broken bones, and the other skin injuries were not serious, but your internal organs were severely injured, and you had to be carefully conditioned to be intact, and it was also a loss to your strong body, otherwise even if you were a person with profound cultivation, under such a serious injury, I am afraid that it would be inevitable." ”

He paused for a moment, and then said, "My little junior brother also told you just now! This is Qinglong Temple, and you are here except for a few people in our temple, no one in the world knows about it, so it is very safe." You just have to live and recuperate here......"

The general suddenly interrupted him, looked him in the eye, and said, "You saved me?"

The smile on Zhixiang's face froze for a moment, as if he was a little hesitant, and turned back to look at Zhishan, Zhishan lowered his head and gently recited the Buddha's name.

Zhixiang turned his face back, no longer hesitated, nodded, and said, "Yes." ”

The general snorted and said, "Don't tell me you don't know, if your actions like this are known by the Tongtian Sect, what will be the situation?"

Zhixiang said lightly: "I naturally know." ”

The general sneered: "In that case, why do you still have to carry the division commander behind your back to save me, a demon sect demon?"

Zhixiang glanced at him, but somehow, there was something strange in his eyes.

The general frowned and said, "What do you see?"

Zhixiang smiled and said, "How do you know that I must have come to save you behind the back of the division commander?"

The general was stunned and said, "What?"

Zhixiang said leisurely: "The first seat of the five veins of the Tongtian Sect back then were all ordinary people, and all of them were extraordinary. The first Yan Changfeng of Dijiu Peak is also one of them, and when I fought with him that day, I wanted to entangle him and not expose my Dao method in a short period of time, this kind of skill, I asked myself if I could do it. ”

The general stared at Zhixiang for a long time, and Zhixiang was frank and smiling. After a long time, the general suddenly closed his eyes and no longer looked at Zhixiang.

Zhixiang nodded and said, "You have not recovered from your serious injury, so you still need to rest more." ”

The general closed his eyes and suddenly said, "Why do you want to save me?"

Zhixiang was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "I can't answer this question." ”

The general took a deep breath and said, "Why?"

Zhixiang whispered a Buddha name and said, "You don't have to worry, when your injuries are healed in a few days, someone will naturally tell you." ”

The general opened his eyes and frowned, "Who?"

The corners of Zhixiang's mouth moved, and he seemed to hesitate again, but finally said: "It's okay to tell you, it's my teacher, Master Qiushui, the abbot of Qinglong Temple!"

The general was stunned for a while, and after a while, he looked at Zhixiang's face, and knew that he couldn't ask anything anymore, so he simply let out a sigh and buried his head and lay down.

The melodious sound of the bell in the distance came again.

"Knock...... Boom...... Boom...... Knock ......"

The morning bell, the evening drum, day after day, seems to be endless.

Every day, as if it was exactly the same as yesterday, some people feel bored, some people feel at ease, the quiet years, long or short, in people's hearts.

In a blink of an eye, the generals have been in the Qinglong Temple for many days, listening to the bell in the early morning, the drums in the evening, ringing on time every day from an unknown place in the temple, and living silently. Somehow, after only a few days, he seemed to have integrated into this strange environment, and he was silent every day, just stunned.

He is in the prime of life at the moment, and his body is excellent, although he is seriously injured, but firstly, his body is young, and secondly, his own cultivation is high, coupled with the unexpectedly generous generosity of Qinglong Temple to him, he is not stingy with any good medicine, and he will use it on him casually. With the reputation of Qinglong Temple, the good medicine in the temple is naturally a first-class good medicine in the world, and the effect of the medicine is played quickly, and he is injured and sick, but it is very fast.

After a few days, he was able to get out of bed and barely walk, but when he walked, his chest still hurt sharply, and he had to wheezing after not taking a few steps. However, Rao was like this, and he had already made Zhixiang and the others who came to visit him happy, and praised that they had never seen a person who recovered so quickly in the past, and it seemed that he would be fully recovered in less than a month.