Sun Laodao, who was covered in blood, glanced around, and when he was about to attack, he held back, and after watching carefully for a long time, the expression on his face became more and more frightened, and he lost his voice:

"Could it be...... It's really here! It's in the Outlands!"

“？”

Ling Ye was confused, and quietly went backwards, not wanting to disturb the old guy to go crazy.

“...... It's really unpredictable to meet by chance, but it's ridiculous that you have to fight to the death!"

But soon the sigh was over, and the old man surnamed Sun turned his gaze again, and re-stared at the stinky little ghost who was moving down the stairs.

Quietly stopped, under the lock of that devouring momentum, Ling Ye immediately vetoed his plan to roll downstairs, seeing that Sun Laodao still seemed to have the possibility of communication, therefore, seeing that Ling Ye met on the narrow road, he was not busy running away, and for what the other party said before, he didn't understand very well, but was more curious about other things, so he asked:

"How did you get here?"

"What's so difficult? A formation that is on the verge of being scrapped, relying on its residual residual power, how long do you want to trap me? Hmph, your so-called method of breaking the mirror and reuniting is just self-deception, no matter how delicate the mirror is repaired, it will no longer be in good condition after all, and a few more beats are enough. ”

As for how to get here...... The unsoothing state of mind was slowly covered by the killing intent, and Sun Yan pretended to be relaxed and said, "The various scenes here are very similar to the legendary Buddhist holy land...... But it doesn't matter, if I kill you, I can count myself as dedicated to the Dao Sect. ”

Silent in the middle of the night, beckoning goodbye.

"There is no way in and out of this Jedi, and you can escape—you are plotting against me again?no!!"

Halfway through the words, Sun Cong also remembered something, stared at him with one eye, roared angrily, and waved his hand to strike with all his might.

How to escape?

The silver light was shining, but it was dull for a moment, Ling Ye subconsciously leaned back slightly, and the arm-long, almost transparent light cyan wind blade didn't take much time, and when he saw that it had already been veneered, and even a blood line appeared on his cheeks, his whole person disappeared abruptly.

In the stairwell, the wind blade continued to shoot, as if it was indestructible, but every time it encountered an obstacle it was bombarded, and without exception, in the bursts of angry scolding, it was gradually covered by the layers of corridors made of gold and jade.

......

At the bottom of the glazed pagoda, the main entrance is slightly opened, and there seems to be wind and sand blowing in, and the gravel is dyed yellow behind the door.

Ling Ye looked around twice and found that except for the direction of the golden jade staircase, which was facing upward, this room was actually no different from the top floor.

And the flesh on his cheeks is already open, and even his cheekbones are injured, but it's okay, no matter how you think about it, it's a good deal.

After making sure that no one had caught up, Ling Ye sprinkled a handful of medicinal powder on his face, and then bandaged it roughly, and he wanted to get out of this strange place first.

One foot out, two feet ...... Countless steps later, he never shrank closer to the door that seemed to be within reach.

Ling Ye tugged at his nose and tried in several other directions, but he could stay away, and he even touched the handrail of the stairs in the room, but this was not what he wanted!

He didn't dare to stand on the jade steps, he just grabbed his messy hair with both hands, squatted on the ground, and wailed.

After a while, just after collecting his emotions, Ling Ye sensed the approach of something familiar, and he looked up with his mouth half-open.

So, he saw the corner of the stairs, and the wind blade arm was flying out and stumbling towards him!

"Huh?"

After a little estimation, he found that he was not on the path of this wind blade, so Ling Ye squatted and didn't move, and about two seconds later, he saw that the guy who appeared inexplicably hit the main gate of the pagoda again.

"Bang!"

The wind blade dissipates.

Slowly getting up, Ling Ye walked over again, and found that he still couldn't get close, and then, Ling Ye threw out a slightly condensed white sword with one hand.

"Smack!"

It was clearly aimed at the tower gate, but Ling Ye didn't even throw it out, and after taking it off, the small sword fell straight on the glazed brick, making a crisp sound.

"What's the reason for that? I remember throwing it out, right?"

Ling Ye muttered to himself, but with the successful example of the wind blade in front of him, he no longer felt discouraged, but bent down and picked up the small sword at his feet.

In the second test, Ling Ye closed his eyes and guided the direction with the spiritual vision of the four pupils, and with a "snap", it was still unsuccessful.

The third time, he simply closed his five senses and six senses, and let go of the dark blade that lowered the level of spiritual power indiscriminately.

And when his spiritual power was exhausted and the ban was naturally lifted, the first thing Ling Ye felt was the pain in his knees.

When the cold sweat dripped down, Ling Ye, who broke open his eyes, first looked forward in pain, but there was no sword, and then limped around in a circle, and nearly ten small swords fell scattered in other directions, and finally when he looked down, he saw that in addition to the stack at his feet, a small sword was just inserted in his knee socket.

Ling Ye checked it, the injury was not serious, the bones were not broken, and the bandaging was completed soon, but when he looked up again, he couldn't help but resist the idea of doing it himself.

"Teacher?"

After calling a few times, he didn't pay attention to him as expected, and Ling Ye continued, "Even if it's a test, you always have to reveal the topic?

It was an unexpected surprise, Ling Lao really explained it out loud, and he appeared in front of him, and explained it in an easy-to-understand, concise and concise way:

"However, what is the meaning of suffering, what suffering comes, and it will eventually return. Like a human being, but in an instant, such as the morning dew, and persistent, do not regret, must let go, cherish, this is to say, to understand the self, to remove the false and retain the true, to stick to my heart, to practice the truth, to be at ease. And Futu, it is easier to say, it can be called a pagoda, it is my Buddha, and it is also the appearance of all living beings. ”

The softer the words, the deeper the meaning.

"Why do sentient beings suffer?"

After chanting three or five times in a row, he already understood the teacher's bothered persuasion, so he could only refuse politely, "That kid chews his own bitter fruit, and he is willing to have no regrets." ”

“...... To put it more simply, this was originally the place where the bitter monks in the Luohan Temple attained nirvana and crossed the misfortune. If you want to go out, you either have no mind or thought, and you can see the truth in front of you, but such a completely dead thing, even the idea of 'going out' will probably not be born. Or, you know how to give up, and when you have unloaded the superfluous burdens imposed on your body and mind, and restored your frankness and truthfulness, you will naturally be able to go out when you want to. ”

Elder Ling shook his head and was silent for a long time before continuing, "Otherwise, every time you have one more thought, this pagoda will be half a foot higher and one inch long. ”

"An inch?"

Ling Ye's eyes then looked at the doorway, and he estimated that it was really less than ten steps away.

"One inch, that is, the moat, close at hand, is also the end of the world. ”

Ling Lao floated in the quiet room with his hands in his hands, and nodded.

"I don't understand, teacher, don't blame me, it just so happens that guy is also trapped, so I'll borrow Qiankun - wait!" After decisively using a certain trick again, but there was no silver light flashing, to no avail, Ling Ye began to panic, "Why can't you get out?"

"It's not a change of space, I said it, the way out is there. ”

Ling Lao smiled and pointed to the door intimately, but at the same time there was a word that he did not say.

If I can get out on my own, I still need to go through such trouble...... Ling Ye had the desire to take out the Qiankun beads from his skull and throw them, and he was so angry that he shouted: "Break the beads!"

Ling Lao shook his head, knocked on the head of the stupid apprentice in front of him again and again, and said:

"Besides, how much do you know about Qiankun Zhu? You can't even talk about control, so you dare to rely on this as a hole card?"

"You are a naked disciple! By the way, then Sun Lao Dao was also teleported by you, right?"

At this time, Ling Ye, who was alert, easily understood the meaning of the teacher's words, and suddenly became angry.

Ling Lao smiled and only said a word: "If you can go out, you will be a good disciple officially recognized by me in the future, if you can't, you will live here for the rest of your life, so as not to ......"

With a flick of the blue robe, the figure faded away, and someone sitting on the jade brick with his legs crossed was empty, and his face was cloudy.