Rong Donglin felt that the air in the Lin family had been a little fresher in the past two days, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance in his breath, his mind was clear, and even the translation progress was much faster.

Dad Lin's induction is more intuitive, but only a few days have passed, he can feel the aura molecules cruising around, the willows by the lake have benefited from the wood aura, and the goose yellow leaves have grown to three inches in a few days, and the branches hang down to the surface of the lake.

Lin Luoran really wanted to see the part that Rong Donglin had translated, but a stone in her heart that could never fall to the ground still made her restrain her urgency.

There was one thing, before she went out to find the whereabouts of the soul nourishing wood, but it had to be solved first.

Lin Luoran discussed with Lin Ma that she was going out for two days, and Lin Ma, who had just started the five poultry plays, looked like she was in a good way, and told her to come back quickly, but she didn't nag too much.

After Lin Luoran went out, Dad Lin found that his daughter was gone, and he was about to ask a few questions, seeing Mama Lin staring at the TV and smacking, Dad Lin looked at it, and the very simple-looking anchor of Rongcheng 2 was reporting on the recent poisonous snake injury incident in the urban area.

"I heard that more than 100 people were attacked, and those who were rescued by the hospital are still in a coma, and those who have not had time to be sent to the hospital are ...... Oh, what a sin. Mother Lin saw the afterimage captured by someone with a camera, which seemed to be a small snake, and quickly pointed it out to Father Lin.

They rarely go out at home, but Luo Dong inevitably has to go to school, this red snake attack is too terrifying, and I don't know when the government will solve it.

Dad Lin thought for a while: "It's weird and scary, my daughter is not here, let's go out less these days, Luo Dong's side, we still pick him up and drop him off from school every day." ”

The Lin family's formation protection Lin Luoran has already told his parents, they believe in their daughter's ability very much, and there is a lot of panic outside, it seems that it is much safer to stay at home.

As for Lin Luoran, she has already booked the fastest flight and is ready to fly to Taiyuan.

There are some things that she put aside for the time being, not that she has forgotten it, she just doesn't do it, she chooses to do it, Lin Luoran is naturally more cautious.

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The twelve words of "Jin Wutai, Yin Putuo, Tong Emei, and Tie Jiuhua" are easy to remember, but they point out the four famous Buddhist mountains in China.

Lin Luoran got off the plane from Taiyuan, and as soon as she got out of the airport, she saw young people driving by in luxury cars from time to time, and even whistling at her.

This is a large coal mining province, and she has only been walking for a short time, and she has deeply felt the gap between rich and poor that is worse than the rumors - but these are only small parts of the purpose of her trip.

She didn't take a hit, took out a peaked cap with it, and chose to go to Wutai County with ordinary tourists as a travel bag. It doesn't matter if she deliberately pretends to be low-key, she doesn't have an imperial sword, and she didn't come by carving, just hoping that this trip can cover up some traces and make it impossible for people to touch her whereabouts.

The bag was bumpy, and it was only in the afternoon that he arrived at Wutai County, Lin Luoran found a small hotel that did not need to be registered, took a bath, and rushed to Taihuai Town, seventy or eighty kilometers away, non-stop.

This small town, unfamiliar to the general public, but is the center of Wutai Mountain, since the Eastern Han Dynasty, there are Buddhism here to build the Dafu Vulture Temple, but it is a pilgrimage place in the hearts of many Buddhist believers.

The original Dafu Vulture Temple has undergone dynastic changes, repaired several times, and now it has been renamed "Xiantong Temple", and Lin Luoran is going to this tourist attraction today.

The altitude difference between Wutai Mountain is huge, and the average temperature is only a few degrees all year round, Lin Luoran admires these tourists who go to Xiantong Temple with her, there are many elderly people with gray hair, and they don't know whether they are here to travel or belong to the devout believers.

She naturally doesn't believe in Buddhism, but as Mu Lao said, there are Buddhist cultivators here.

Lin Luoran originally thought that Buddha cultivators were the same as cultivators, and they had to cultivate in the deep mountains and rivers, but Mu Lao said that Buddha cultivators sought the power of faith, and they also used supernatural powers.

Wutai Mountain incense is at its peak, and there is no reason for Buddhist cultivation not to choose this place.

She followed the tourists all the way to the temple. Here is not like the Taoist temple in the mountains of Shuzhong, hidden in the green mountains and green waters, Xiantong Temple stretches there in this way, the sky is blue, the loess is bare, the sky is cold and the ground is frozen, a few old trees with few leaves are the only embellishment under the canopy.

There are a lot of pilgrims, there are small novices to receive, but it is close to the night, the tourists mostly come to go around and go, only Lin Luoran slowly paced to the front of the famous copper hall, the copper hall is carved and hollowed, flying and green in all directions, and the protection of the pan is dazzling, which is dazzling, and it can be called a superb view. I heard that Wanli was repaired by his mother, if what Mu Lao said was true, then this statement is probably also false.

The bronze bell in front of me weighs 10,000 catties, and the sound will spread throughout the mountain when struck.

Lin Luoran's sky was getting dark, and there was no one near the bronze bell, so he put his hand on the bronze bell and knocked it a few times at a strange frequency.

Squeak –

This is a heavy copper wall moving to the side, and the sound is slight, if it weren't for Lin Luoran's ears, ordinary people wouldn't be able to hear it.

There was a sound of talking in his ears, and the two little novices were talking about the evening class, and when they were coming this way, Lin Luoran quickly swept into the bronze hall and disappeared into the copper wall that had been removed.

"Master Puji, Loose Cultivator Lin Luoran asks to see you."

People can't see her, Lin Luoran is also a little worried, she can't open the door first and then ask to see this trick, she has no choice. Mu Lao said that the place where Master Puji is located is clearly behind the copper wall, but it is actually isolated from the county temple by supernatural powers, and the heaven and earth here are the real Buddhist monks.

"Female donor, little monk Zhixiu." There was a little novice who appeared from the twilight, clothed and shoeed, with delicate eyebrows, not surprised by Lin Luoran's arrival, with a peaceful expression on his face.

Zhixiu is a special legal name.

"Master Zhixiu, the little girl asks to see Master Puji." Lin Luoran returned him a gift by painting a gourd, and Zhixiu also accepted it safely, and the corners of his mouth softened a little:

"Uncle Puji is taking evening classes, why don't you follow the little monk to visit here first?" Although everyone is not in the same way, but the person who can know the hidden cultivation place of Buddha cultivation and knock on the bronze bell with the power of one person, Zhixiu does not dare to underestimate it.

Lin Luoran nodded yes, and the door of the bronze hall slowly closed, she was already walking in another world in this bronze hall.

Green brick road, occasionally see a few Bodhi trees, the architectural style here looks no different from the Xiantong Temple, you have to pick the bones in the egg, this is a place of cultivation opened up by Mu Lao with magic skills, the courtyard is overlapped, and ordinary people occupy a wide area, for a case, it is a little simple.

Zhixiu led her slowly forward, and there was a faint fragrance on her body.

There was a sound of chanting in the darkness of the night, thinking that it was the evening class in Zhixiu's mouth—this little novice must have been chanting before, but she disturbed him, right?

In the night, the sound of this scripture was a bit of a taste that reached people's hearts, and Lin Luoran stood outside the main hall, and couldn't help but feel a little fascinated. A hosta flower outside the hall did not open in accordance with the season, and Lin Luoran suddenly realized that the incense on Zhixiu's body before was probably contaminated with the mixture of hosta and sandalwood.

There was no magnificent Daxiong Treasure Hall here, no splendid golden roof, and if she hadn't felt that there was an unknown power fluctuation in Zhixiu, who had led her here, she would have suspected that she had just strayed into a small temple in the mountains.

Lin Luoran suddenly felt a little remorseful, for his own selfishness, was it really right to disturb such a place of pure cultivation?

The sound of the scriptures faded away, and the novices, dressed in the same clothes as Zhixiu, and the monks who were darker in their robes, came out one after another, and they sincerely worshipped the Buddha, not knowing that there was a guest.

Seeing Lin Luoran looking up at the flowers, the scenery of the hosta flowers shining together, occasionally there are two little novices with red faces, and whispering Amitabha Buddha walks quickly.

"Amitabha, the female benefactor is still young, and she has advanced to build a foundation, and she really has a bright future."

An old monk, dressed in a gray monk's robe, pronounced a Buddha horn.

Lin Luoran tidied up his clothes and bowed solemnly:

"Master Puji, the little girl is disturbed."