This old monk is about to die, and he seems to be no different from an ordinary old man, and even his arrival is in Liu Xiu's senses, but Liu Xiu feels a dangerous aura in him!

This kind of danger is not the same as a crisis or a threat, just like ordinary people see the gun on the 'uncle' and know that it is dangerous, but it is safe when it is not directed at them.

Since leaving the mountain, Liu Xiu has felt this way in the second person besides his neighbors.

This old monk is not simple!

Faced with Liu Xiu's question of breaking the casserole and asking to the end, he pondered for a moment and smiled: "Then convince him!" ”

"Uh......" Liu Xiu was stunned, but she didn't expect to get such an answer.

To be honest, looking at it, all the monks are so thin and malnourished, especially this old monk, who has a posture that the wind can blow down, and actually said such a domineering sentence, this contrast is too great, which makes Liu Xiu have an unreal feeling.

The old monk smiled faintly and said, "The monks don't practice killing martial arts, but they also have means of subduing demons, and the same is true for lay people?" Why bother with appearances? ”

Hearing this meaningful sentence and thinking of himself, Liu Xiu suddenly understood.

These monks are 'real' practitioners, and looking at themselves, who says that the power of self-preservation can only be obtained by 'practicing martial arts'?

"In life, sowing good causes and reaping good results, heaven and earth bless, and merit blessings, why fear the outer demons and inner demons?" The old monk smiled indifferently, as light as the Buddha's flowers, and then turned around and walked away.

At that moment, Liu Xiu seemed to see a peaceful golden light flashing on the old monk's body, like a Buddha in the dust, sacred and inviolable, and his dying body became taller, making people not feel offended.

This is the master!

Liu Xiu muttered to himself in his heart, looking at the back of the old monk, that feeling was just a fleeting, and then seeing that the other party was still the old man who was about to die, it was like an illusion before.

Once Liu Xiu heard the saying that 'the benevolent are invincible', this time it was vividly reflected in the old monk, the real virtuous person, not holding a soldier, but his words and deeds have their own majesty, which makes people feel intimidated.

Reacting, Liu Xiu guessed that it was probably because of his arrival that the old monk showed up, and he left only after confirming that he was not a person with evil intentions.

Looking at the quiet temple on the mountain, Liu Xiu guessed, how many people were similar to the old monk here?

"Layman, layman? Your question comes to mind, if someone refuses to hand over their weapons, they have to break in, No, just like they do......" At this time, the young monk who asked Liu Xiu before shouted to him twice, pointing not far away and said.

Liu Xiu looked back at him and asked in amazement, "What?" ”

"It's them, those brothers who farm, they used to come to make trouble, and then they were converted into monks, and they need to practice Buddhism and do good deeds to resolve the evil thoughts in their hearts, and finally they can return to the world and leave after being recognized by 100 people," the little monk said, pointing to the thin monks who were cultivating the land.

Probation?

Liu Xiu looked at the little monk and was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart, Do you have any misunderstanding about where you are?

Well, probation is a clever word.

"Who was that old master just now?" Liu Xiu, a monk who was cultivating the land over there, changed the topic and asked.

The little monk was dazed, looked at Liu Xiu and asked, "Master?" What teacher? ”

"You don't see it...... Uh, it's nothing, that, little master, can I go up and have a look? Liu Xiu raised her eyebrows, changed the topic, looked at the mountain and asked.

When the old monk arrived before, didn't the little monk see it at all?

"Of course, the layman, please," the little monk said with a gesture of invitation.

Liu Xiu nodded, said goodbye to the little monk and went to the mountain, while observing the surrounding scenery, while thinking about things, the old monk before was by no means simple, did he appear because of his arrival, or because of something else?

Touching the scales given by his neighbor when he left the mountain, Liu Xiu thought thoughtfully, if it was just his simple arrival, would he still appear?

There is a way not to do bad things and not be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, although this place now seems to be not as simple as an ordinary temple, and even a little unfathomable, but Liu Xiu asked himself if he was not a bad person, and he was calmly climbing the ladder.

Halfway through, Liu Xiu stopped slightly, there was a three-meter-high bluestone on the side of the road, and the words 'Baiyun Temple' were engraved on it.

A little observation, those three words have been a long time at a glance, and the moss on the stone seems to be often taken care of, showing the sense of vicissitudes.

After stopping a little, Liu Xiu continued to go up, and there were more monks along the way, in addition to tourists, the monks were still gray cloth robes, thin and thin, with vegetables on their faces, and no luxurious decorations on their bodies, their faces were calm and calm, and the feeling of poverty was definitely not pretended.

Walking to the top of the mountain, there is a stone slab flat land that is not very large, there is a large hall in front, and more buildings can be faintly seen in the depths, but all the buildings you see in the eyes give Liu Xiu a sense of the vicissitudes of time, and there are traces of repair from time to time, but it does not seem abrupt.

The front hall is three feet high, not as majestic and gorgeous as imagined, through the door can vaguely see that there is a statue in the hall, visitors go in and out to kneel and pray for blessings and make wishes.

Whenever someone kneels down in front of the statue, there are monks on the side who knock on the bowl, and the sound is quiet, quiet and peaceful.

Following the visitors into the hall, Liu Xiu looked forward, there was only one statue enshrined here, and the statue was only as tall as ordinary people, without luxurious decoration, and was carved from ordinary stone.

The statue depicts an elderly monk smiling, compassionate and peaceful, carrying a medicine basket and holding an unknown herb in his hand, as if he was curing a disease and saving people.

Seeing this, Liu Xiu guessed that the person enshrined here may be the legendary monk who healed and saved people.

Regardless of whether the legend is true or not, that kind of virtuous person is worthy of respect, and when it was Liu Xiu's turn, he also bowed, not the stone statue, but the spirit of selfless dedication.

After worshipping, Liu Xiu invested more than ten gold coins of sesame oil money without a trace, more than ten gold coins are not a small amount, if this temple is the kind of swaggering and deceiving people, Liu Xiu will not invest a copper plate, but from the understanding along the way, Liu Xiu knows that the temple will take most of the sesame oil money to do good deeds to help others, and he can be regarded as a good deed in disguise.

In Liu Xiu's memory, most of the so-called temples used to only find ways to make money, decorating the temples with gold and splendor and closing the doors to collect tickets.

After worshipping, Liu Xiu got up and walked to the side, so as not to block the people behind.

There was an elderly monk on the side, Liu Xiu stepped forward and asked: "The master is polite, may I ask if you only worship this Buddha statue in Baiyun Temple?" ”

"Since this is the case," the old monk folded his hands together, and then said: "Venerable Baiyun once traveled here to cure diseases and save people, and he did not hesitate to sit here when he was tired, and such great virtues should be worshiped by incense."

Liu Xiu nodded, returned the salute and walked away without asking more, at this time he probably understood that at least in this temple, people do not worship ethereal Buddhas, but real people, to be more accurate, they do not worship the so-called Baiyun Venerable, but the spirit of the Baiyun Venerable who sacrifices himself for others.

There is no preaching, no preaching, no blind worship, everything is real, plain and natural.

Going out from the side door of the hall, Liu Xiu wandered around in this Baiyun Temple, and what he saw was ordinary, there were no high-flying warriors, no carved beams and painted buildings, only thin monks swept and busy, only quaint buildings stood quietly.

In the end, Liu Xiu came to the thirty-three-story white tower, the base of the tower was twenty zhang wide, and the layers went straight into the clouds.

Seeing this white tower, Liu Xiu's heart moved slightly, because this tower is not made of white stones, but carved from a complete white stone!

What shocked Liu Xiu the most was that this white pagoda was not carved from a boulder in situ, but from the surrounding environment, it seemed to come from somewhere else.

The thirty-three-story white tower, how heavy is that? Around Liu Xiu's current physique, he asked himself that he couldn't move the White Pagoda here from elsewhere and place it completely!

Well, he doesn't know if he can afford it, he hasn't tried it, so he probably can't do it......

Just when Liu Xiu's heart was shaken, there was a young man who looked like a scholar on the side whispered to his companion to explain the origin of the White Pagoda, he said: "It is rumored that there is no such white pagoda here, and the tower built by those who were saved by the Baiyun Venerable in history is actually only three stories high, which has been lost in history. That's why we have the 33-story white tower we see today."

"I see, how powerful is the martial arts master who made this white tower?" Hearing the reader's explanation, the others let out a burst of exclamation.

The scholar said, "I don't know about this, after all, I'm not a martial artist, but you know Yijian Gorge, right?" Hundreds of miles of long gorge rumors are a sword cut out by a swordsman who is unparalleled in history, want to build this white tower people are not high, let me tell you, this tower is rumored to be cut out with a knife, I heard that it contains the knife intent of the swordsman, some people have watched this white tower to comprehend a set of knife techniques...... In short, this white tower is more than just a tower, No, you look at those few people dressed as warriors over there, they stay here all the year round, just hope that one day they can comprehend on the white tower......"

Although he heard these words by chance, after hearing this, Liu Xiu also subconsciously took a serious look at this white tower, not to mention, he really saw that he was famous.

I didn't know it before, but after knowing and looking at it again, through the traces on the surface of the white tower, Liu Xiu felt a fierce breath, and seemed to see the picture of a knife player waving a knife to split the mountain......