The flowing water is still, the ice floes are still, the swaying lotus flowers are still, and even the fragrance of flowers wafting in the air is still.

Dongfang Mo subconsciously looked at the place pointed by the old monk, and saw a huge iron gate with a huge outline faintly in the darkness, which blocked the way of the entire dark river and the lotus pond.

The length and width of the iron gate are more than ten zhang, the whole body is black, revealing a smell of decay, perhaps because of the corrosion of the perennial river, a thick layer of rust has accumulated on the surface, but it can still be roughly seen, there are various patterns of flowers, birds and strange beasts.

In the crack in the center of the iron door, a protruding lion's head emerged, and two rings of several feet passed through the lion's nose and buckled in the middle.

Dongfang Mo couldn't imagine why there was such a huge iron gate underground.

Just when Dongfang Mo didn't know which way the old monk was an immortal and which one he was singing, the old monk suddenly spit out six strange syllables from his mouth.

"Om Ma Na Mi Mi Ngai"

In an instant, the huge iron door creaked loudly with the fall of the old monk's syllables, and the sound of metal friction made Dongfang Mo feel a layer of pimples, and his heart was extremely uncomfortable, but he couldn't take his eyes off the scene in the door.

When the iron door was opened a few feet, a thick black mist like ink rolled out, blocking Dongfang Mo's sight.

After a few breaths, the thick black fog slowly drifted away, Dongfang Mo fixed his eyes, what he never expected was that in the iron door was actually a vague figure sitting cross-legged, the figure was facing away from Dongfang Mo at this time, Dongfang Mo could only see a long winding hair casually scattered, and the figure was dressed in a simple black linen clothes.

Beside the woman, an ancient bronze lamp was emitting a faint blue light, illuminating the dim scene around her a little brighter.

In front of the woman, there is a tall, solemn ancient Buddha, the ancient Buddha is dressed in gorgeous clothes, a hat on the head of an eight-sided Pilu hat, its lips are red and teeth are white, and the eyes are looking straight ahead, although it is just a stone Buddha, but it is very vivid and expressive. At first, Dongfang Mo thought that this stone Buddha was a man, but after taking a closer look, he felt that it looked like a female Bodhisattva.

The green lantern ancient Buddha was a shadow, and Dongfang Mo was puzzled in his heart.

Turning to look at the old monk behind him, he found that the old monk had already bowed his head at some point, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, and turned a blind eye to it.

Dongfang Mo looked at the woman in front of him again, and actually shouted:

"This girl, excuse me."

Dongfang Mo's voice was particularly clear in the silent lotus pond, and even reverberated to both ends of the dark river, as if rippling in circles on the calm water.

But the figure of the woman in the mirror was unmoved, and she didn't mean to answer Dongfang Mo.

"The girl doesn't know why she is here, what she is doing here." Dongfang Mo used the words of the old monk, and at this time looked at the shadow with his back to him and said.

It was hard for him to imagine why there was a woman in the iron gate of this dark river.

But the Qianying still didn't move, seeing this, Dongfang Mo lifted the Dao robe that had long disappeared under his feet, and walked forward, just waiting to walk in front of the Qianying Shadow to have a glimpse of the beauty.

In just a few zhang, Dongfang Mo can take a few breaths on weekdays, but what is shocking is that no matter how Dongfang Mo walks, it seems that his distance is always the same from his back, and he still maintains that distance of several zhang.

"Which one is this?"

What Dongfang Mo heard and saw today, even his self-proclaimed intelligence level was a little unturnable.

This figure seems to be close in front of you, but it is as unapproachable as if it is far away.

"Hallucinations?" Two words appeared in Dongfang Mo's heart.

The next moment, Dongfang Mo casually picked up a stone under his feet, put it in his hand, and then threw it towards the woman's side.

"Let's go!"

The stone unexpectedly landed on one of the woman's stone bricks with a crisp sound.

"Huh!"

Dongfang Mo sighed softly, and he was very curious.

But to his surprise, at this moment, the woman seemed to be startled by the sound of the stone falling to the ground, and there was a slight movement in her body.

Then, in Dongfang Mo's surprised eyes, the shadow slowly turned around.

Dongfang Mo's eyes stared directly at the woman, curious about what she looked like.

Just when the woman was about to turn her cheeks, Dongfang Mo even saw the woman's neck as white as mutton fat and jade, Dongfang Mo had a strong intuition that this woman must be a peerless beauty who has captivated the city and the country.

But the next moment, just when the woman was about to turn her head, in Dongfang Mo's expectant gaze, the picture in front of her suddenly distorted.

The shadow of the ancient Buddha of the green lantern suddenly disappeared, and the thick black fog that rolled out of the iron gate again blocked Dongfang Mo's sight.

"Amitabha!"

At the same time, a Buddha horn came from behind Dongfang Mo.

With the Buddha's name, the iron door made a loud creaking sound, it was slowly closing, just a few breaths, with a loud "boom", the iron door was slammed shut, and the blink of an eye was again looming in the darkness.

"This ......"

Dongfang Mo was puzzled in his heart.

"I don't know what the donor sees!" The old monk raised his head, and at this moment, the rosary in his hand slid unhurriedly, and asked slowly.

Dongfang Mo's eyes flashed, but after a while, he still said truthfully: "Xiaodao saw a green lantern, an ancient Buddha, and a woman in the iron gate. ”

"Good and good, the donor's words are better than poor monks sitting for a thousand years."

Hearing this, the old monk actually smiled slightly, as if he was very satisfied with Dongfang Mo's answer, and then said: "The fate is over, the road is here, and there will be no time in the future." ”

The old monk pointed casually, and Dongfang Mo looked in the direction he was pointing, and it was actually a forked dark river.

"Moo!"

Suddenly, a loud voice sounded, and I saw that the sleeping baby elephant was now raising its nose and making a cheerful elephant call.

Then the little white elephant the size of a jackal ran towards the dark river pointed out by the old monk with four hooves, and its body jumped and stepped on the water, and the soles of its feet stepped out of a few water lines and scattered in all directions. When the water streaks dispersed, a breath of time actually turned into a piece of white ice.

"Let it be."

After speaking, the voice of the old monk bowing his head and chanting the scriptures sounded again, echoing in the dark river.

Dongfang Mo was only slightly stunned, lifted the robe under his feet, and hurriedly stepped on the solid ice that the little white elephant stepped on, which was as strong as stepping on the ground, and followed the little white elephant towards the depths of the dark river.

"Ringing ringing!" The brass bell around the neck of the little white elephant made a crunching sound, and it went farther and farther. Dongfang Mo followed behind the little white elephant, and after the tea effort, he could no longer hear the old monk chanting the scriptures and the sound of the wooden fish behind him.

In this way, after walking for about an hour, Dongfang Mo felt that there seemed to be a faint white spot in front of him, and the white spot was getting bigger and bigger, emitting a slightly dazzling light, which should be the exit of this dark river.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo's heart became more and more excited, and he only sighed that the experience of the past few days was more expressive than what he described in his book.

"Gollum!"

At this time, the stomach rumbled again, and a feeling of hunger hit my heart.

Dongfang Mo had the illusion that even if an elephant was in front of him now, he could swallow it in one go.

"Elephants?"

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo's eyes involuntarily looked at the cute little white elephant not far in front of him, and swallowed saliva in his mouth.

"Moo!"

At this moment, the little white elephant let out a clear roar, like a boy's roar, turned around, and hit Dongfang Mo headlong.

Dongfang Mo was caught off guard, and was hit by this little white elephant, stepped into the air in one step, plopped, and fell into the river.

Seeing the exit, Dongfang Mo's true nature was exposed, his head just surfaced, and he opened his mouth and scolded: "You little beast ......"

"Moo!"

There was a loud elephant chirping again, and I saw that the little white elephant's long nose was aimed at Dongfang Mo's face door, and a jet of water sprayed out, hitting Dongfang Mo's face firmly, and his words were forced back.

At the same time, the little elephant opened its mouth, and an anthropomorphic smile appeared in its eyes, as if it was laughing at Dongfang Mo's embarrassment.

"I'm your ancestor!" Dongfang Mo didn't fight anywhere, and he was actually bullied like this by a baby elephant.

But the baby elephant was already wagging its tail at this time, returning to the depths of the dark river, the crisp bell on its neck was getting smaller and smaller, and the white figure was getting farther and farther away, and finally gradually disappeared.

After Dongfang Mo choked on a few mouthfuls of river water, he could only consider himself unlucky and swim towards the white light.

But when I was about to reach the exit, I suddenly saw a lot of handwriting on the stone wall of the dark river.

"Li Canghai, a fisherman, encountered a cloudy wind and fished one day, unexpectedly lost in the fog and sea, and met a monk, who asked in the next place in order to show the way, and readily agreed."

"Suddenly, the vision changed greatly, but in the blink of an eye, I saw the sword mountain, the fire and the sea of evil spirits, fierce everywhere, and I woke up when I was afraid of it, it was a dream. The monk asked me what I saw, and I answered, so I pointed out the way out."

……

"Chen Nantian, the eldest son of Nancheng, rode a horse to hunt in the wilderness and fell into the deep valley, he thought he would die, but he didn't expect a lake in the valley, so he should not die. When a monk appeared, he asked me, and in an instant, the wind changed, the lake was a sea of blood, and the bones were devastated. ”

"Then I woke up, my soul flew and the monk appeared, asked me what I saw and heard, and answered, and in a few days, I went out of the mountain."

……

There are hundreds of such written descriptions. Dongfang Mo looked sideways and meditated, and after a while, he deducted a stone from the first layer and carved it on the stone wall one by one.

"Dongfang Mo, the descendants of the 3,751 generations of ancient Oriental families, hunting in one day is not very good and falls into the bottomless stream......"

After a while, Dongfang Mo stood with his hands closed, looked at the words he had depicted, nodded, and showed a satisfied look, before turning around and swimming towards the white light behind him.

It was just half a pillar of incense, and Dongfang Mo's eyes suddenly brightened. When I looked up, it was the scorching sun.

Dongfang Mo turned around, but found that behind him was a hundred-zhang high cliff, and under the cliff, there was an endless water surface, behind Dongfang Mo was the black hole that he had just swam out of, and there were thousands of black holes like this, on this cliff.

Dongfang Mo's eyes flickered, and after a moment, he made a mark at the location of the hole. Then he swam along the cliff into the distance. Fortunately, this time it was only three or two hours, and Dongfang Mo saw a slope that could be landed.

When climbing up the slope and standing on a boulder again, Dongfang Mo closed his eyes in the sunlight and took a deep breath, the long-lost comfort made him extremely comfortable.

"It's a blessing in disguise."

Dongfang Mo felt the operation of the meridians in his body, as well as the condensed sea of qi in the dantian, and his heart was happy.