Wukong chased a few more steps, looked at Senior Brother Wuzhen who disappeared into the night, and cried loudly, and in the midst of the crying, he said to the night: "Senior brother, Master said, Lingtai Mountain, big cage." If you go, you will be lost, if you are confused, if you are illusory, if you are obscure, if you are obscured, if you are obscure, if you are a demon, you will be trapped. Don't go, don't go!"

But in the darkness of the night, only the howling night wind answered him, and the night birds under the cliff seemed to be startled by his words, and rushed into the night sky, making a strange cry of fright.

The little monk Wukong shouted helplessly under the night sky for a long time, and then tightly pinched the gray sleeve and returned to the temple, closed the temple door, came to the Buddha hall in the middle of the pu group kneeling down, picked up the wooden fish pestle in front of him, slowly closed his eyes, and then knocked the wooden fish down and down, the dim light in front of the Buddha statue shone on his face, and the tears were not dry.

The sound of knocking on wooden fish sounded in the empty Buddha hall, accompanied by the yellow lamp in front of the Buddha and dispersed into the night sky through the cracks and eaves of the house.

He was the only one in the entire Bidu Temple, a teenage monk accompanied by an oil lamp and an ancient Buddha, and the sound of knocking on wooden fish echoed in the empty temple.

At dawn, Wukong stood up, went to the apse, and changed into a set of Buddhist robes, and the originally wide red robe shrank quickly when worn on his body, becoming just the right size.

He was not surprised, because this set of Buddha clothes was originally a treasure, which can avoid dust, water, fire, poison, evil, and everything in the world.

When he had put everything in order, he turned and came out, and walked through the corridor to a large hanging bronze bell, pushing a log against the huge bronze bell.

At this moment, the eastern sun had just risen, and a ray of sunlight shone above Goku's head.

Bell!

The bell rang twenty-nine times, but it was transmitted between heaven and earth for a day, the sun went from east to west, and the moment the bell fell, the sunlight disappeared from the top of Goku's head and sank down the mountain.

This bell is the bell of the succession of the head of Bidu Temple, from today on, Wukong is the twenty-ninth head of Bidu Temple, and it is also the smallest head of Bidu Temple in history, and it is the only one who needs to hit the bell in person.

But these are just the beginning, he will represent Bidu Temple in the future to face the waves of the world, maybe Bidu Temple will gradually annihilate and turn into history, or perhaps, Bidu Temple will be in his hands, through this catastrophe.

In front of Bidu Temple, when Wu Zhen cut off his sleeves and disappeared into the night sky, in front of the Tianjian Peak Mountain Temple, Chen Gong was still sitting on the threshold of the re-expanded Mountain Temple, and in front of him were the enlightening demons who gathered from far and near to seek the Tao, densely packed, sitting or lying, or raising their heads from the mountain, or standing on the branches of trees not far away.

For Chen Gong, none of the problems between cultivators are simple, even if it seems to be a simple question, it is not a simple matter to want to explain his understanding to others.

A simple question may require a lot of supporting examples to be clearly understood, especially for demon cultivators, they do not have a systematic cultivation method, to answer their questions in the most straightforward way but can contain the truth of the Heavenly Dao, it is a challenge for Chen Gong, every time he completes such a challenge, his understanding of a problem will be sublimated to a new level.

"Mountain God, these days, why have there been frequent visions between heaven and earth, and there are bursts of drought and thunder every day? Could it be that heaven and earth are about to undergo great changes? If this is the case, how can we and other little demons with low mana survive in this heavenly change. A monkey sat cross-legged on the ground like a human and asked Chen Gong.

Chen Gong thought for a while, and then said: "Heaven and earth are eternal, and the changes of yin and yang have never stopped. Just as the wind before this temple has been blowing before I speak and now, but it is no longer the same wind. If you want to save yourself in the great changes of heaven and earth, one is to cultivate yourself, get rid of the shackles of this heaven and earth, and naturally you can achieve the sinking of heaven and earth, and I will not move. However, very few people are able to do this, so while practicing oneself, one can find a place of refuge and rest in one's body. ”

"Where can I live?" asked the monkey quickly.

"Indeed, the sacred place of your hearts will protect you. Chen Gong replied quickly.

When Chen Gong's words fell, there was a sudden cause for the demon cultivators to leave, and the vacant places they had vacated were immediately filled by the demon cultivators behind. Those departing demon cultivators obviously went to the sacred places in their hearts, and there will be several sacred places in the hearts of the demon cultivators with spiritual intelligence.

Not far away, a small black and white snake asked, "Mountain God, why did you let that woman dig your temple?" As far as I know, the temple of the gods is closely related to itself, and if someone digs the temple, it is equivalent to scraping the flesh and skin of the gods.

Chen Gong replied: "All living beings have likes and dislikes, and if you love yourself too much, no matter what wrong things you do, you will find excuses for yourself. I left her behind, firstly, so that I would not forget my mistakes, and secondly, so that she could slowly eliminate the hatred in her heart by digging my temple. I think that as long as a person dares to face up to his mistakes, he is truly courageous, and only those who insist on changing their mistakes are truly persevering people. ”

A nightingale opened his mouth and asked, "Mountain God, if you want to cultivate great magical powers, do you have to worship in the great sect of cultivation to learn advanced spells?"

Chen Gong recognized this nightingale, a group of people who had come to his mountain temple to listen to the sermon a long time ago, but it was the first time he opened his mouth to ask. Chen Gong thought for a moment and said: "In fact, when the heavens and the earth first opened, there was no so-called magic trick, the current way of cultivation and the method of cultivation were all realized by the people at that time, and then passed down from generation to generation, and continued to the present. But how did those people back then create these magic tricks? I think that only by learning from heaven and earth and taking heaven and earth as a teacher can we cultivate true supernatural powers. And the reason why the magic powers of the current people are not as good as those of the ancients is also because they have lost the true meaning of the world and the world of the law in the inheritance from generation to generation, and they have been artificially changed too much. ”

Suddenly, a voice sitting in the darkness in the back row sounded, saying, "Mountain God, I want to know what a god is, what a demon is, what an immortal is, and what a spirit is?"

As soon as this voice appeared, the demon cultivators in front of the mountain temple who asked and listened to the Tao immediately looked back, and I don't know when, there was already a person shrouded in black smoke standing at the foot of the mountain, unable to see the figure clearly, and exuding a cold aura all over his body.

Chen Gong looked at him, just like looking at other demon cultivators who asked, he was not too surprised, pondered for a while and said: "All living beings have a difference between the height of their origin and the level of their mana, if you must define gods, immortals, demons, and spirits, naturally they cannot be divided according to their mana origin, but should be defined by their behavior in the world. God represents protection, immortals represent freedom, demons represent self, and spirits represent truth. It's just that these are just my own opinions, and I don't know how others divide them. ”

"And what do you think I am?" said the man in the cloud of black smoke, his voice cold.

Chen Gong was still calm before he spoke, but when his words fell, a fine light shot out of his eyes, forcing him to look at the person who had condensed into the black smoke, and said in a cold voice: "You are a resentful soul in the world, a foreign demon. ”

As he spoke, a ray of light flashed out of the mountain temple and went straight to the black smoke, the black smoke seemed to be unable to dodge, the dark red light swept over his body, and a terrible scream sounded, the black smoke dispersed, leaving a pool of black blood on the trunk and the ground.

For a moment, all the demon cultivators in front of the mountain temple were so frightened that they didn't even dare to approach the tree.

At that moment, a demon cultivator asked, "Mountain God, how do you know that he is a demon, how do you know that he is from a foreign land?"

Chen Gong said: "I have been to the Netherworld and can feel the cold aura on his body. ”

At this time, there was a rooster crow in Linjian Village, and all the people who wanted to ask again immediately held back, they knew Chen Gong's rules, and immediately turned around to salute Chen Gong, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

In a valley a hundred miles away from Tianjian Peak, surrounded by yin qi in the valley, there was a big black tree in the middle of the valley, both the trunk and the leaves were pitch black, but at this time, there were black buds on the branches, as if they would bloom in just one night.

There was a black crow on the tree, and its body was covered with black mist, like a burning black flame.

And under the tree stood a man with black smoke and haze, and if you looked closely, you could see that it was a woman, but her appearance was not clear in any way.

The crow in the tree asked, "How?"

"The Dao heart is extremely strong, and I have used many means, and I have transformed several scenes, but I can't shake his Dao heart in the slightest. The black smoke woman said.

"Did he let you transjugate in his eyes, or did you take advantage of it to invade his heart?" asked the raven.

"I don't know. The black smoke woman was silent for a while and said.

This valley was the one that Zhong Shanxue and his party had entered, and the crow on the tree was the one that had appeared during the Battle of Heavenly Sword Peak.

The scene here, no matter who it is, will be hard to forget as long as you look at it, because whether it is the crow on the tree or the black smoke woman under the tree, there is a unique coldness from the underworld, as long as you see it, there will be a sense of fear in your heart, this fear does not know where it comes from, as if from their eyes without the slightest emotion, and as if it comes from the black fog that seems to be able to erode everything.

"You entered the temple at the time, what was it like inside?" asked the Smoky Woman.

"I don't know, I just know it's dangerous in there, and I'm going to die. The raven replied coldly.

"We are already immortal. The black smoke woman said.

"Being immortal doesn't mean you can't be killed. Raven said.

"You and I are both formless, and we can transform at will, how can we be killed. The black smoke woman said.

"You haven't come back from injury, since there is a presence like us in this world, there must be something that can kill us. Raven said.

"What is it? What makes you feel like you're going to die. The smoky woman asked.

"A lamp, a lamp in front of the idol, can burn me. A person, a person in the shadow of the idol, can make me cease to exist. The raven replied.