I don't know if Zhou's dream is a butterfly? Butterfly Dream for the Week?

Perhaps, this is the best explanation of this painting wall!

Zhu Xiaoyao was deeply immersed in the fairyland because of a mural of a hundred flowers and fairies in the temple, which triggered a love and love between people and immortals.

However, this seems to be a long-term love between people and immortals, but it is only a momentary thing, whether it is an illusion of life, a fantasy of Zhu Xiaoyao, or something that has happened completely, but there is no way to know!

This is also the interpretation of this Zhuang Zhou Xiaomeng!

However, Wei Ziqing didn't care about these, what he cared about was the monk in that temple.

Wei Ziqing remembered that in his real world, someone said that this monk was actually the Buddhist King of Fudo Ming, and the temple was a dojo of King Fudo Ming!

Who is Fudo Myoki?

That is a great bodhisattva of the Buddhist family, beyond the Three Realms, in his hands, there must be a secret book for cultivating immortals, there is no doubt about it!

Immortality, I have worked hard to run down more than a dozen planes, isn't it for immortality? And if it is a secret book for cultivating immortals, it will definitely have the same effect on the restoration of the spirit.

Whether it is for himself or for Xiaolongnu, Wei Ziqing clearly knows that this is the existence of his world that must be planned!

However, if he couldn't beat King Ming's idea, Wei Ziqing wouldn't dare, so he could only start from elsewhere!

That's Wonderland!

Thinking of this, Wei Ziqing came back to his senses and directly pulled up Hou Xia, under his eager gaze, Wei Ziqing finally shook his head: "It's easy to kill, but, should you kill or not, now, it's not the time!" ”

This persistence, goodness, and evil represent Hou Xia, Zhu Xiaoyao, and Meng Longtan, and it is these three people who promote the progress of the plot of the entire painting wall.

Although Zhu Xiaoyi died in his own knife by mistake because of his appearance, if Meng Longtan was missing, to what extent would the plot collapse, Wei Ziqing did not dare to block it again.

What's more, in the original work, although this Meng Longtan is a bandit, he is actually a good person, this Zhu Xiaoyao's death is not to blame on his head, how could Wei Ziqing kill him because of Hou Xia's pleading?

He won't do anything that does all the harm and no benefit!

Hearing Wei Ziqing's words, Hou Xia's face was full of unwillingness, but how could he, who was timid by nature, dare to say anything?

At the moment, holding Zhu Xiaoyao's corpse, he buried it nearby, Wei Ziqing did not leave, but watched from the side, until Hou Xia was sad, he asked Hou Xia to follow him!

Hou Xia naturally didn't know what Wei Ziqing was thinking, but thought that Wei Ziqing was worried that he was alone in the wilderness, afraid of encountering bandits.

Hearing that he wanted to follow by himself, he was naturally extremely moved, Meng Longtan opened the way, and Hou Xia followed behind Wei Ziqing, a little calm along the way, but Hou Xia unconsciously opened his mouth and called Wei Ziqing Gongzi!

Wei Ziqing smiled and didn't care, his mind, one door, was all in the world of murals.

Soon, the three of them walked for less than an hour when they saw a temple in the distance.

The temple is not luxurious, on the contrary, it looks a little old, when he saw this temple, Wei Ziqing fell, and exhaled heavily in his heart, he knew that this was the painting wall, the starting point of everything!

"Childe, there's a temple there, shall we go and rest?" Hou Xia looked at the temple, his face was a little excited, he had walked for so long, he didn't want Wei Ziqing and Meng Longtan to have martial arts, they were already tired.

"Well, let's go!" Wei Ziqing nodded, don't say that if you don't say it in the future, he will also go in.

As in the original book, when Wei Ziqing and Hou Xia, Meng Longtan entered this temple, an old monk came out of it.

The old monk's face was full of compassion, his ears were drooping, and when he saw Wei Ziqing and the three of them, Wei Ziqing obviously saw that this old monk's face was slightly plenched, but he quickly walked up with a smile.

Wei Ziqing's heart trembled, he was more and more sure that this old monk was the Bodhisattva of the Immovable Ming King, although he did not speak, but at the moment he appeared, Wei Ziqing obviously felt that the murderous aura accumulated on himself over the years had disappeared inexplicably!

Instead, there is a peace that comes from within!

This is the only way to achieve the profound realm of Buddhism, and more importantly, this old monk is like a heavenly mountain that cannot be seen, so profound, so calm, so immeasurable!

"Master, save me, save me, they are bandits, they kidnap me, save me!" When Meng Longtan saw the old monk appear, he hurriedly asked for help as if he had caught a life-saving grass.

When Hou Xia heard this, he was immediately indignant: "You are spewing blood again, you ......"

Wei Ziqing raised his hand to stop Hou Xia's words, and said with a slight smile: "In the Holy Land of Buddhism, there are no soldiers and thieves, here, everyone is equal, not to mention, who is a soldier and who is a thief, master, naturally understand, there is no need to say anything!" ”

After speaking, he walked up directly and untied the rope in Meng Longtan's hand, this scene, not only Meng Longtan and Hou Xia were stunned, but even the old monk was stunned.

However, soon, the old monk smiled with compassion on his face: "The donor is very understanding, the poor monk does not move, since the donors have come here, then, the poor monk will go to prepare a meal for you, and please donors, take a break!" ”

"Thank you, Master!" Wei Ziqing smiled and nodded, and the old monk turned to leave, his eyes still staring at his back, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Coming to the temple by yourself is not a gamble, and even what you just said is a gamble!

Bet that this immovable king knew that he would come, but he was wrong, this immovable king did not know that he would come, otherwise, he would never have been flustered just now!

"It seems that although this immovable king is a great bodhisattva of Buddhism, he can't speculate about his fate, and the loss of consciousness just now may be because it is not the arrival of Zhu Xiaoyao, but, why, he has no reaction?"

But soon, Wei Ziqing didn't care about it.

Someone once said that this Zhu Xiaoyao, Hou Xia, Meng Longtan, the three of them were transformed by the three corpses of the immovable Ming King, but now it seems that this is not!

Then, everything that Zhu Xiaoyao has experienced, if it is really related to the King of Fudo Ming, then it is also the King of Fudo Ming who is waiting, waiting for someone who is destined to untie the knot for him, who it doesn't matter to him!

What Wei Ziqing didn't know was that when he was staring at the immovable Ming King, the corners of the immovable Ming King's mouth showed a hint of a smile, that smile, with curiosity and puzzlement.

"It's interesting, scholar, scholar, bandit, but now he has become a Taoist cultivator, a scholar, a bandit, and I don't know if he can help himself!"

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