Time came to the next day in a blink of an eye.

The clouds are faint and foggy, and under Hutou Mountain, the three of them walk together.

"The ascetics I saw before are coming towards Hutou Mountain."

Looking up, there is no end in sight on Hutou Mountain, there are all kinds of figures on the craggy stone road, among which the frequent appearance is the ascetic monks dressed in white gauze, they bow step by step, pious and focused.

Zhu Tianshu looked at the figures, with respect in his voice, "These people can endure the bumps along the way, hunger and cold, but they can't bear the pain brought by life, so they came to seek the words of the saint." ”

"You can imagine how difficult it is to make them succumb."

He sighed, a little emotional.

When you encounter an unsolvable problem, you can only seek that slim hope and not let your spirit collapse.

"It seems that the reputation of the Jiaye Temple is spreading, we should be cautious on this trip, if we offend the anger of the public, I am afraid it will not end well." Lu Qinghou reminded.

They can be said to be here to find fault, even if they really stand on the opposite side of those high-ranking monks in the Jiaye Temple, it doesn't matter.

But if these ascetics are bewitched by those people, and when the time comes, they will fight to the death, and there will be more trouble.

It's not a bad thing to think a little more.

"Let's go up the hill quickly." He Shibi urged, "It's time to make a conclusion." ”

Zhu Tianshu nodded, "It's rare that you are serious, without further ado, let's go to Hutou Mountain and see what demons and gods and demons are on it." ”

The figures of the three of them rose and fell like ghosts, lighter than the dandelions flying in the air compared to those ascetics, and quietly ascended the mountain without anyone noticing.

However, from the moment they first arrived at the foot of the mountain, they attracted the attention of many monks in the temple.

In the temple, on top of several futons, there are several eminent monks.

Several of them were gray-haired, and the one sitting in the chief looked rather young, with a peaceful and peaceful face.

The most significant external manifestation is that the other monks are bald, only he has long hair fluttering, green silk like a waterfall, quite the artistic conception of a master in the world.

He opened his eyes, his eyes bursting with essence, "There are a few guests going up the mountain, which junior brother is willing to go to the meeting for a while?" ”

The monk closest to him opened his eyes at the right time, folded his hands, and stood up, his soft robe fluttering lightly on the smooth mirror-like ground, and his bare feet did not feel the slightest chill in this late autumn.

"Senior brother, I'm willing to go."

His voice is like a flood bell and a big lu, with a peculiar rhythm, which makes people feel like a spring breeze and feel comfortable.

The long-haired monk nodded, as if he felt that it was inappropriate to go alone, and he suddenly said, "I still need two junior disciples to go together." ”

"I'd like to be with Huikong."

"Count me in."

A slightly lazy voice came, and the long-haired monk's expression changed slightly.

"Senior Brother Hanging, I am very pleased that you can say this, Senior Brother. But can you tell me, why do you, who are not interested in immortality, want to get involved in this matter? Aren't you afraid of getting into cause and effect? The long-haired monk smiled.

This monk, whom he called the hanging monk, is a very maverick existence in the entire Jiaye Temple, never practicing seriously, nor following any precepts and rules, but he has a high level of understanding, and there are no twists and turns along the way, but suddenly, he has become the mainstay of the Jiaye Temple.

Such a case is placed in front of many disciples, and it is easy to do bad things.

After all, the practice of a monk is very boring and a test of patience, you can persist for a month, you can persist for a year, but you can persist for several years, decades and it will be very difficult.

Anyone who breaks the vows will fall into endless remorse, so many people prefer the unrestrained practice of the Hanging Master.

But as a result, none of them succeeded.

In a way, the Hanging Master has become a freak in the Kaya Temple.

He has always been concerned about his own affairs, and the fact that he can open Chrysostom in the main hall today shows that this matter has aroused his sufficient interest.

"I just want to be active." Suspended casually.

"Then go down, and in another hour they will be here." The long-haired monk said earnestly, "Just drive them away, don't kill them." ”

"Keep it in mind." Zhikong and Huikong nodded, bowed and left.

"Don't worry, they won't die." Hanging in the air glanced meaningfully at the long-haired young man, and turned to leave.

The others closed their eyes again, listening to the clear sound of wooden fish hitting back and forth, and their hearts were clear.

The chief long-haired young man glanced at the nameplate in front of him, and a smile appeared on his lips.

At the front of each futon, there is a nameplate made of sandalwood hand-sculpted, on which are carved four words that sum up a lifetime.

It can be the most outstanding contribution of this life, or it can be the most unique trait of an individual.

When the monk is about to go west, there will be a nameplate engraving, but the situation of the long-haired young man is more special, and after his nameplate is engraved, it has been placed in front of the futon.

It is a unique example of Kayoji Temple.

I saw that the black-red nameplate with a simple atmosphere was carved with four small characters of Juanxiu Lingyun.

Misery comes.

As the name suggests, he has experienced countless difficulties in his life, but he still maintains a heart to help the world, unwavering, and unyielding.

He is also known as the Master of Clearance.

Purify all afflictions and survive the future.

......

Zhu Tianshu followed the mountain road all the way, unimpeded, although there were pedestrians occupying the main road, but under his left and right, not only did not touch a drop, but it was also difficult to catch a trace.

He Shibi and Lu Qinghou are not left behind, Lu Qinghou has always walked with a sword, hidden in the clouds and mist, and He Shibi has not appeared from beginning to end.

A figure appeared on the otherwise empty steps, with a hint of dew hanging from the bridge of its towering nose.

Zhu Tianshu stared at him for a moment, and when he saw the monk in front of him who didn't seem to have any dangerous aura fluctuations, his eyes were solemn like never before.

"Why are you blocking my way?" He stared intently at the man in front of him.

The white eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, unlike when he was haunted by white gas, there was no look in these eyes, it looked like... A blind man.

With his hands in his pockets, if he wasn't restrained by this robe, he would be a street ruffian.

"There is no road in the world, but when there are many people who walk, there is also a road. So, what's in the way? ”

He babbled a word, almost didn't surprise Zhu Tianshu!

This person even knows that world-famous sentence?

Could it be that he also crossed over from that world? Or did he just stumble upon it and happen to say it?

But no matter which sentence it is, it is enough to prove that the person in front of him is extraordinary.