Xiao Hei smiled proudly, grabbed the jade coin, and skillfully supported it with one paw, and walked in the direction pointed by the jade coin. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang Xiaobai's eyes lit up, and he followed, followed closely by Jiuqi.

Buzz!

The jade coin kept trembling, adjusting its direction, and Xiao Hei was very cautious according to what the jade coin pointed at, and continued to go deeper.

Looking back, the rear was already white, and there was no way.

Whoosh!

Several figures swept over, and when they saw Jiang Xiaobai's back, someone actually entered here one step ahead of them.

......

Soon, Xiao Hei stopped in front of a path, and the jade coin lit up violently, and then, with a click, a crack appeared on it.

"Your uncle!"

It cursed and hung the jade coin around its neck with a painful face.

"Huh?"

It turned its head violently, because its connection with the Nine Apertures was broken, its whole body shuddered, biting Jiang Xiaobai's robe, and quickly stepped into the path that stretched out out of nowhere.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Xiaobai had never seen Xiao Hei so scared.

"The Nine Orifices are gone!"

Xiao Hei's voice trembled a little, it saw a pair of crystal bone claws through the nine orifices, grabbed the nine orifices, stuffed them into his mouth, and ate them.

"It's been eaten!"

Xiao Hei added.

"What!"

Jiang Xiaobai felt a cold swish on his back.

"Amitabha, donor, please go up the mountain with the little monk!"

"Ahh

"Ahh

Two exclamations.

"Buddha...... Fotu!"

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the little novice in front of him, his teeth fighting.

"Huh, how does the donor know the name of the little monk!"

Fotu looked at Jiang Xiaobai suspiciously, and his two delicate eyebrows were wrinkled together, as if he was trying to think about where he had seen Jiang Xiaobai.

"Amitabha, this is the first time that the little monk has come down the mountain, and he has never seen the benefactor. ”

Fotu smiled slightly, shook his head, and walked ahead to lead the way.

"What should I do?"

Jiang Xiaobai asked Xiao Hei.

"Anyway, this seat is not going back!"

"Then go up and have a look!"

Jiang Xiaobai gritted his teeth and kept up with the Buddha map, both horizontally and vertically.

The more he walked, the more he felt that something was wrong, everything around him gave him a very familiar feeling, and suddenly, a light flashed, and he stumbled under his feet, which ...... This is the mountain where he lived.

"Buddha...... Fotu, where is this?"

"Xiaolingshan, doesn't the donor know?"

Fotu looked at Jiang Xiaobai suspiciously, he was ordered by his uncle to go down the mountain to pick up the distinguished guest, but the distinguished guest didn't know where this was, it was very strange.

"Is there a golden body of the Buddha sitting in front of the lotus pond?"

Jiang Xiaobai blurted out.

"Yes, the former presiding officer of our temple sat in the lotus pond, and in a breath, the lotus bloomed, surrounded by the golden body, and was undefeated forever!"

The Buddha folded his hands and bowed reverently to the golden light on the top of the mountain.

"Oh, there's a linden tree in the front yard, and there's a boulder under it?"

Jiang Xiaobai then asked.

"The donor is really a god, just this morning, a purple glow suddenly appeared in the east, sprinkled on the front yard, and then, there was a Bodhi tree breaking through the ground, spitting out new green, as for the donor said that the round stone has never been seen!"

With a creak, the Buddha pushed open the temple door, and for a while, he froze his figure.

Jiang Xiaobai saw a slightly bowed back through the crack in the door, sitting cross-legged on top of an angular ashlar.

"Division...... Master!"

"Huh?"

The man turned around and saw Jiang Xiaobai smiling slightly.

"Amitabha!"

"Who are you?"

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the monk who stood up, very similar to his master, but surprisingly young.

"The poor monk's law is called Xuankong, the new host of Xiaoling Mountain!"

"Why am I here?"

Jiang Xiaobai looked at everything familiar in the courtyard, this is the mountain he has lived in for more than ten years, but the mountain is dilapidated, and this is peaceful and prosperous, and the sky is full of Sanskrit sounds.

"Why are you here?"

Xuankong asked with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I don't know!"

If it is really his master in front of him, then why did he come, it is difficult to say, I want to hide your relics of death in the lotus pond.

He took out the string of prayer beads left by the master, originally there were nine, one was missing, and now, only eight remained.

"You...... Where are you from?"

Xuankong looked at the rosary in Jiang Xiaobai's hand, and his voice trembled a little.

His left eye suddenly turned purple, looked at Jiang Xiaobai, poofed, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face showed a look of shock.

"You don't belong in the moment!"

"Purple Void Spirit Eyes!"

Jiang Xiaobai's left eye also turned purple, and he bowed down.

"Disciple Jiang Xiaobai meets the master!"

"Master?"

Xuankong looked at the kneeling young man on the ground in a daze, a little dazed, you must know that he is only in his twenties this year, although he is the host, but he has not yet come out of the teacher, where did he come from.

"Are you from tomorrow?"

He listened to the Sanskrit sound in the sky, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

"I don't know, I got here by chance, I've seen Buddha Diagram outside!"

Jiang Xiaobai glanced at the Buddha figure watering the buds of the Bodhi tree.

"The donor laughed!"

Fotu shook his head shyly, not taking the matter to heart.

"He cultivates three life steps?"

Xuankong with a hint of eagerness.

"Hmm!"

"I went back to the past, but I can't go to the future, Amitabha!"

Xuankong clasped his hands together.

Airplanes!

Jiang Xiaobai only felt dizzy, and when he came back to his senses, he and Xiao Hei stood on the edge of the path again, and a small novice in front of him looked at them with a smile.

"Donor, donor, please go up the mountain with the little monk, Uncle Shi is still waiting for the two!"

Fotu urged.

Jiang Xiaobai hurriedly swept up the mountain, crunched open the door of the front yard, and Xuankong sat on a square stone, bowed slightly, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and turned around.

"You got it?"

Xuankong looked at Jiang Xiaobai softly.

"What the hell is going on?"

"I've been hidden here for this time, waiting for someone, I guess you are!"

Xuankong smiled slightly, and slowly cut the soil around the small Bodhi tree that spit out new green with his hand.

"Bring me your rosary!"

Jiang Xiaobai took out the rosary.

With a wave of his hand, one of them flew out and fell into his hand.

Wave!

The young Bodhi made a circle of ripples and flew towards Jiang Xiaobai.

Buzzing!

The image before his eyes disappeared, however, he held a dewy linden tree in his hand.

"Master, Master, I still have a lot to say to you, come out, come out!"

Jiang Xiaobai shouted, his voice spread far away, but no one answered.

"Boy, are you running around, crazy?"

Xiao Hei looked at Jiang Xiaobai and yelled dissatisfied.

"Huh?"

He looked left and right, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he silently put away the remaining seven prayer beads and placed the little Bodhi tree in the spiritual plant space.

"Where is this?"

"Little Spirit Mountain!"

Xiao Hei pointed to a rock in front of him.

"Xiaoling Mountain?"

"Boy, what are you screaming, as soon as you enter here, you jump up and down like crazy, kneeling and making trouble, the nine orifices were swallowed by something, and this seat is in a bad mood, are you heartbroken?"

Xiao Hei saw Jiang Xiaobai's strange performance just now, and vaguely guessed that something must have happened.

"Whew...... Little Spirit Mountain, Little Spirit Mountain, Little Spirit Mountain!"

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the looming mountain and raised his feet. (To be continued.) )