A heart model monk suddenly appeared in the illusion of the true circle monk, and said a word that was not clear, and then there was no trace. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhang Lu and Brother Lingtai couldn't figure out what kind of existence this guy was? Did he say those words to wake himself up, or did he deliberately go around in confusion?

When I asked all the monks in the temple, they all said, "Donor, there is no cultivator in this temple called Xinmo." The two returned to the main hall and found that Zhenyuan had finished crying, and was chatting with the Dharma Mirror monk, waiting for them. Zhang Lu asked, "Do you know the heart model?"

Zhenyuan frowned, as if he remembered something, raised his head suddenly, and pointed to the side: "The abbot is not here?"

Zhang Lu looked in the direction he pointed, it was the head of the throne, and he saw that the person sitting there was not a magic mirror, but a heart model. The heart model looked at Zhang Lu and immediately agreed: "The donor has returned from the illusion?

Zhang Lu was really shocked this time, and hurriedly looked left and right, but there was no trace of Brother Lingtai. He roughly understood that he was asking about the person who should not appear in the True Circle Illusion, and the True Circle Monk was shocked, and immediately woke up and kicked himself out of the illusion...... That's why Brother Lingtai no longer exists.

But...... Is this really the case? Is he really out of the illusion created by the "Lingtai Mirage"? Or is it because he is deeply trapped in the illusion, just as the Lingtai brother and the heart model monk in the illusion have warned, one day he will not be able to find the north, and he will not be able to distinguish the difference between the real and the unreal? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder, and cold sweat came down his back.

Seeing that Zhang Lu didn't answer his question, his eyes were straight, as if he had lost his soul, and when he had just come out of the illusion, he was not really awake, so he asked the question again. Zhang Lu's frightened and indifferent expression gradually dissipated, stared at the model monk, and asked, "Is this a dream or reality?" Do you understand what I'm talking about?"

The heart model looked dazed: "What is the donor talking about?" "Why can't I understand what you say?"

Zhang Lu stood up, walked to the gate of the hall, looked up to the sky and shouted three times: "Where is the spiritual platform?!" The sweepers, the flower planters, and the passing monks in the courtyard all turned around and looked at him, and said in their hearts What is wrong with this guy? Is it crazy? Zhenyuan also shouted behind him: "Mr. wake up, Mr. wake up!"

Zhang Lu let out a long breath, turned around, and said to Zhenyuan and the heart model: "I am trapped in an illusion, I can't distinguish between truth and falsehood, and my heart is in chaos. ”

The heart model clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, where we are, is really an illusion, all dharmas are empty, and all colors are nothing." When Mr. knows this, he seems to be enlightened and has a relationship with my Buddha. ”

Zhang Luxin said damn it, why did I have a relationship with the Buddha? Don't talk about the problem of Taoism or not, I now suspect more and more that Buddhism is trying to win over itself -- if there are immortals, maybe there are really Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and their power in China has not flourished these days, so they must have done everything to win people to religion. Pei Xuanren said that he was a seed of cultivating immortals, and Zhang Jian said that he would be able to deal with it in the future, maybe Buddhism took a fancy to this, so he also wanted to intervene.

However, with his ability to observe words and colors, he spied on people's hearts, secretly cast spells, and wanted to make the heart model reveal the truth, but the heart model monk always had a sincere expression and no sign of fraud. Or do you really want to be crooked? Or ...... Actually, it's still in the illusion, so the spell doesn't work?!

Zhang Lu felt that his whole head was dizzy, and he said in his heart that the trick was crooked, and he really couldn't use it casually. If this is really an illusion, I believe that with my own wisdom, I can always find clues - if I really can't find it, then I will die, but I can't think about it. If this is not an illusion, I will never use that trick again in the future unless I am facing a life-and-death situation!

Well, speaking of illusions, even if this illusion has mutated, it is theoretically still created by the True Circle monk, and at most some of his own consciousness is mixed in. If the main body is transformed by the subconscious of Zhenyuan, it is said that he was sent to the temple when he was a child, and he has never taken half a step down Songshan since then...... Even if he ran more places when he was a child, judging by the traffic conditions of these years, how much insight could he have?

Even if I have my own consciousness mixed in, I have only traveled a limited number of places in my previous life and this life - for example, I have never been to Hubei. simply follow the original plan, enter Nanyang through Yingchuan, and then go down to Nanjun, and go to Suishan to visit Bujue. Well, Jiangxi, Hunan, there are few places I have traveled in my previous life, and if I don't go to Jiuyi to find Bai Queer, even with my IQ, it is impossible to create a big fantasy world for all of China, there will always be a day when the stuffing will be revealed.

I made up my mind, and immediately said goodbye to the model monk and left the Fawang Temple. But when I got out of the temple, I wondered, what if this was not an illusion, but a real world? Since I came to Songshan, should I climb up again and find Zhang Jujun? Anyway, one day in the illusion world is only a blink of an eye in the real world, and it is not bad for a few days......

At the moment, the pace is brisk, climbing the mountain and crossing the stream is like walking on the flat ground, and it will go straight to the extreme peak. However, after wandering around the mountains for several days, I couldn't even see the hair of the cultivator, so in desperation, I had to leave the mountain gloomily. So I went to Yangcheng - I have to see, has the Yuan Festival gone home?

This road is exactly the same as the last time he came down from Songshan, seeing Yangcheng in the distance, turning a corner, he suddenly found an old man sitting on the stone next to the road - ah, isn't that the Yuan Festival of Xuanjian?

Zhang Lu even suspected that he was in a fantasy world - this was exactly the same as the first meeting with Xuan Jian, even the seasons were exactly the same, and the surrounding scenery was no different!

But after a closer look, he finally found a little different, it turned out that Xuan Jian was not alone, and there was a middle-aged man sitting next to him. Like last time, Xuan Jian was scribbling on the ground with a thumb-thick and two-foot-long branch, but while drawing, he was still discussing something with the middle-aged man next to him.

Seeing Zhang Lu coming from a distance, Xuan Jian got up with a smile and raised his hand: "Earl, don't come unharmed, are you okay?"

Zhang Luxin said that this was different from the last time, he didn't just greet "come, come", and waited until he got closer before reporting his name. First, whether it is an illusion or a reality, he hurriedly rushed forward and gave his hand as a salute: "I didn't meet the previous visit to the Yuan Festival, and now I will return." ”

Xuan Jian nodded: "The festival will be here for a long time." ”

Zhang Lu felt a little strange, how could he call himself a "festival"? You must know that his name is Jian, and the word is Yuanjie, according to the habits of these years, the name was given by his parents at the beginning of his birth, which only means that he is a person, and the word is drawn up by the elder at the crown ceremony, indicating that he is already an adult with an independent personality and can be responsible for himself. Therefore, respecting the elders and calling people by their names, peers or juniors calling people by words, calling their own names to show humility, and calling themselves crazy - just like when Zhang Fei was in Dangyang Changsaka, he shouted at Cao Bing: "As Zhang Yide, you can come to die together!" is equivalent to saying: Sun Tzu, alas, dare to come and fight with your grandfather?

Xuan Jian is not a madman, he and Zhang Lu are peers, even if he is nearly two rounds older than Zhang Lu, there is no reason to call himself by words?

But Zhang Lu didn't have time to think about it, but Xuan Jian turned his body away, pointed to the middle-aged man who was talking with him just now, and introduced: "This friend of my friend, Prince Dengye, can come to meet." ”

The middle-aged man stood up with Xuan Jian, and bowed with his hands: "Shangdang Wang Zhen." Zhang Lu hurriedly returned the salute: "Henan Zhang Lu." When he looked carefully, he saw that this Wang Zhen Prince was about forty years old, with a clear appearance, eyebrows and sideburns, thin and long eyes, and five locks of long hair fluttering on his chest. Compared with this Wang Zhen, Xuan Jian is a bad old man, he Zhang Lu is a countryman, and even Pei Xuanren's temperament is far inferior.

Xuan Jian said, since the breakup, a lot of things have happened, this is not the place to talk, let's go to my house first. So the three of them came to Xuan Jian's house together, sat down as the guest and the host, Wang Zhen shook his sleeves, and the three pottery bowls that were originally stacked on the shelves flew to several cases flutteringly, just one in front of one person, and the yards were neatly placed.

Zhang Luxin said that this hand is very beautiful - in fact, it is a very ordinary Taoist supernatural power, and now he can make it himself, but no one is sure to be proficient in playing, and it will definitely not be neat in the end.

Xuan Jian didn't play with any flowers, so he sat on the straw mat, leaned back with his left hand, and fished out a wooden scoop from the water tank—his house was so big, and he could reach out to whatever he wanted—and scooped it full of water and poured it into three pottery bowls.

Zhang Lu picked up the pottery bowl with both hands, first saluted Xuan Jian and Wang Zhen, and then took a shallow sip. Putting down the bowl, he asked, "Yuan Festival is now in Cao Gongye?"

Xuan Jian said with a smile: "I have changed my name today, calling myself Hao Mengjie of the party, and I am nameless and use words." ”

Zhang Lu suddenly realized, no wonder, since he has no name, he has to call himself a word. On the road just now, Xuan Jian had already roughly told him about being asked away by Ding Chong and then being left in Juancheng by Cao Cao. Xuan Jian said that Cao Cao has now gathered a lot of monks and monks (he has completely distinguished these two types of people, if you want to say that he is also a monk, he will be anxious with you on the spot), because he values himself, so please screen and manage these people yourself......

"For example, Gan Shi, Dongguo Yannian, etc., are all outsiders, or drink urine, or royal women, they are not the right way to cultivate, and they have no relationship with immortals," Speaking of this, he pointed to Wang Zhen, "Only Wang Zideng is our peer." ”

Wang Zhenjing was born as a scholar, and he cultivated the so-called righteous path, even if he could not ascend to the sky and become an immortal, he was expected to live forever, so Xuan Jian, who changed his name to Hao Mengjie, introduced him as a fellow Taoist, and the two usually had a good relationship. This time, Hao Mengjie calculated that he could meet the deceased in Yangcheng, so he followed Cao Cao's army back home, and Wang Zhen also asked to accompany him. When I got home and asked the neighbors, I did have a friend visiting not long ago, and it should be Zhang Lu, so the two temporarily left Cao Ying and waited for each other on the outskirts of Yangcheng.

Zhang Luxin said that this script is completely different from the past - is it a fantasy?

After talking earnestly, I learned that although Wang Zhen's teachers are different, his path of cultivating immortals is almost the same as that of Hao Mengjie, mainly Bigu, Xingqi, and he is also good at arithmetic. Wang Zhen said, I heard Meng Jie mention Mr. Zhang, saying that although you are not majoring in divination, you can predict, and once wrote two red words to Cao Gong - "Weiji"......

Hao Mengjie interjected: "Before entering Henan from Cao Gong, General Wei (Dong Cheng) greeted him, and Earl Dao once told the Son of Heaven to make a fortune for it, and left the words of 'Big East and Little East'. ”

Wang Zhen continued his words and said: "The so-called 'pomelo is empty', which is added to the second east, and it is the word Cao. That is, at present, the future is pushed forward, and it can be judged...... "We are following Cao Cao to King Qin, so naturally we will know that your riddle is a "Cao" character - "However, what does 'Weiji' mean? Although I am good, I can't figure it out." ”

Wang Zhen said that Brother Meng Jie and I have also helped Cao Cao calculate the future several times, but I can't figure out what you mean by the word "unhelped". It stands to reason that even if different people count the same thing, they may get different results, but this difference just means that they have glimpsed different sides of things, as long as they are not wrong, the two should be able to fit each other. But none of the results we have calculated can be related to your "unprofitable", how do you calculate it? Although you are not good at divination, you are actually deeper than us, right?

Zhang Lu smiled faintly, but did not answer. In fact, if you talk about Taoism, he has now reached the realm of refining the truth, and he must be deeper than Hao Mengjie, and this Wang Zhen looks at Hao Mengjie is half a catty and eight taels, and it should be far inferior to him Earl Zhang. But the crux of the matter is that the two red characters "Weiji", he and Ben were not calculated, but based on what might happen in the future read in the book of his previous life, a temporary word game - how could Hao Mengjie and Wang Zhen calculate it.

Even Pei Xuanren, before he ascended to immortality, he may not be able to calculate this step! You must know that big things are easy to calculate, small things are difficult to decide, near things are easy to obtain, and far things are not clear, specific to a certain battle, whether Cao Cao won or lost, why he won and why he lost, no one in the mortal world knows better than Zhang Lu.

Wang Zhen saw that Zhang Lu refused to answer, so he didn't ask anymore, changed the topic, and started to talk about something else, and the three of them were quite speculative. As he spoke, he gradually talked about current affairs, and Wang Zhen said: "Based on my fortune, Cao Gong will have to be the son of heaven on this trip, and Han Ke will be temporary, not only ten years old." Hao Meng nodded and said that I calculated a similar result, but when I was apprenticed in Songshan in the past, I overlooked the direction of Luoyang, but seeing that the king's qi had been collected, I am afraid that within ten years of this year, I will not be able to recover - "Cao Gong has helped the Son of Heaven, and he has to move the capital?"

Wang Zhen said that is of course, brother, you probably haven't been to Luoyang after Dong Zhuo's rebellion, but I once passed by once, the palace was turned white, and the walls and walls were half collapsed, so how much manpower and material resources would it cost to rebuild it-"Now Liu Bei is in Xu Fang, and Lu Bu is collected, Yuan Highway steals Huainan, and Cao Gong is also surrounded by enemies, and An has spare strength to restore the old capital?"

When Zhang Lu heard this, he couldn't help but laugh secretly, and said in his heart that I might as well come and play the word splitting puzzle again......