The first seat of Tianlong Temple said: "Give up the north, withdraw the disciples and elites, and Zhongzhou will not be chaotic!" The Buddha sect is immortal! Amitabha! ”

"But......" everyone's faces showed unwillingness, but they were helpless.

The first abbot suddenly paused, and said, "Comet wisdom! Dequeue! ”

Comet Zhi took a step forward and said, "What do you command, Senior Brother?" He was dressed in a navy blue robe, his eyes were cold and sharp, and there was a faint fear of him, but! Looking forward to it, it's like a tiger!

The abbot said: "If you go to the eastern part of Shenzhou, you must bring back Senior Brother Xineng, remember!" Must! His tone was very kind, and there was even a feeling of Buddha-like compassion, but there was a flavor in his words that could not be refused.

"Senior Brother Abbot, hasn't the Heart Sect been removed? Why ......?" asked an old monk! His voice was not loud but crisp, and it also expressed the doubts of those present.

The abbot sighed and said, "There are still a few Supreme Elders in the Heart Sect who are stationed on the extraterritorial battlefield, and now the situation is ...... I can only rebuild the Heart Sect... Alas! ”

Gray Mountain

The mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, the depth is not known, the products are abundant, and it feeds a group of nearby mountain people.

It's just that when you go in from the periphery, the fog gets heavier, and there is no path, even if you are an old hunter who has been in the mountains all year round, it is easy to get lost.

But there is a mountain path that turns from the Liuguang Temple, and Master Huineng planted an acre of elixir field on this mountain.

But at this time, the two figures walked side by side, gradually deepening, whether it was a craggy strange rock or a dense jungle, they were all walking on flat ground.

Before long, a valley appeared in front of it, and the earth was rising, and wisps of mist lingered, forming crystal dew drops on the green leaves, reflecting a colorful halo in the sun.

An old monk who looked a little old said softly: "But I haven't taken care of it for half a month, and I don't know what happened to the elixir on my mountain, alas! The bones of the body are getting worse and worse. ”

"Master, you will definitely be able to live a thousand years old! Please don't talk this nonsense! A little monk shook his head.

"Thousands of years old! Then I won't be an old king! People, there is a certain number of fate, and some things must not be forced. The old monk smiled bitterly.

The little monk said with red eyes: "Xiao Lingjue, I will definitely find a way to treat my master!" ”

"Alas......" The old monk shook his head and continued to walk towards the mountains with the little monk. The old monk sighed for a long time, and the bitterness between his eyebrows was even worse.

As they spoke, the two of them had already walked into the valley.

This valley is not big, but with a warmth, there is a clear spring flowing slowly, the environment is very quiet, there is a courtyard built in the middle, very exquisite, a circle of fences around the periphery, planted some grass ginseng, oolong orchid, ginkgo particles are full, vigorous, the growth is very gratifying.

The old monk sighed lightly: "Ahem! It's not in vain, Xiao Lingjue cleaned up, and he stayed this month, and I already said hello to the temple. ”

"Yes!" The little monk hurriedly helped the injured old monk to sit on a smooth bluestone slab.

The display in the ashram is unusually simple, except for the necessary living utensils, there is only a quiet room, but behind the ashram, there is a small door, and when it opens, a larger flower garden is presented.

A spring is surging in the middle of the flower bed, bubbling with living water, tinkling sound, and the surrounding purple and red contrast.

"Ho! It's so much dust, how can I endure it from the master's body? It has to be placed. Xiao Ling looked at the dust all over the room, and his little face wrinkled!

Fetch water, dust, sweep the floor, wash! The five-year-old monk is as swift as his peers, and he really fulfills the old saying, the children of poor families are in charge of the house early.

Looking at the glittering small room, a sense of pride immediately rose in his heart, and the little monk hurriedly asked the master to take a rest in the cabin.

The little monk said, "Master, you sit first!" Wait a while, Xiao Lingjue will immediately go and make you a pot of tea to relieve your fatigue. ”

"Well, go ahead! Be careful, don't tire yourself out! The old monk looked at the sweaty little Lingjue and smiled knowingly, he really didn't see the wrong person.

Xiao Lingjue finally found a small stove with red cloud mud tires from under the cabinet in the room, the small stove was also made by Master Huineng, it seems that he knows a little bit of everything, although he is not very proficient, this small stove also seems to be well-behaved and exquisite.

The elixir is quite particular, especially most of the elixirs, like yin and do not like heat, Master Neng deliberately found a spring in the gray mountain, a shady place, the elixir was slowly planted.

Thanks to this spiritual spring, most of the medicine fields can be fed, and the spring water in it is also sweet and delicious, and it is extremely clear!

The little monk carried two small wooden barrels, if they were replaced before, they would never have been able to lift them, the little monk, now they have only learned the wonder of Xuangong! I'm not tired at all!

He carefully put the wooden barrel into the spiritual spring, under the spring there is a small shallow pool paved with bluestone, there is some water in it, every grain of sand at the bottom of the pool can be seen clearly, sometimes stir up the sand, the spring water is rarely turbid, but soon, the sand is beautifully soaked in the bottom of the pool, the spring water is still so clear.

"Gollum!" The spiritual spring soon overflowed the barrel, and when he was two-thirds of the way he lifted it, and it was easy to spill when it was full! Although there are masters who carry buckets of water and travel hundreds of miles, Xiao Lingjue is not good.

"Drink!" The weak little man lifted the two buckets of spring water and walked back, and Xiao Lingjue also snorted as an adult, as if this would increase his strength.

The little monk walked back on the small stone road, but his feet were his own woven straw sandals, very sloppy, but his feet were very steady, one step at a time, as if measuring, the "experience life" in the past two years has not been less hard, three years old! The old monk has gradually taught Xiao Lingjue to be self-reliant.

When he was young, he returned to the old monk's room, "Squeak! Gently pushing open the dilapidated bamboo and wooden door, Xiao Lingjue carried 2 buckets of water into the meditation room, and the old monk wanted to get up, but was blocked by him.

The little monk said with a smile: "The master is in poor health, so leave this little matter to the apprentice!" ”

The old monk paused, looked at Xiao Lingjue's bucket again, and muttered: "It's a bit much, this spring water is not easy to come by!" Don't dare to waste too much! ”

"Don't worry, master, except for boiling tea, the rest of the water will naturally not be wasted! Later, you can also water the spirit fruit herbs. Xiao Lingjue said with a smile.

"Xiao Lingjue has a heart, how much can you remember the elixir book last time?" The old monk asked again!

"The medicine book has been fully understood, it would be better if I could find some real objects, Xiao Lingjue found two errors in the book, and I hope the master will correct it." Xiao Lingjue said seriously.

The old monk was stunned, it's only been a few days? A thick book of spiritual herbs was actually memorized?