Li Shuhong thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Is it too late to regret it now?" ”

"Amitabha, it's naturally in time." The thin old bald donkey still had the same amiable appearance with a smile on his face, "It's just that if the little donor wants to reshape his Dao heart, I'm afraid he has to go to Taiqingguan to try his luck." ”

Li Shuhong asked, "Could it be that Daoist Cang Songzi will not agree?" ”

"No, he will agree to let the little benefactor reshape the Dao Heart with them." Li Yin still smiled lightly, "It's just that the things that the little donor needs to pay at that time may not be as simple as the old man here." ”

Li Shuhong didn't think he was pretentious about this.

Pine nuts...... It does.

But he couldn't show it.

So Li Mouren was a little curious, "Does the Taoist Chief Cangsongzi have a prejudice against him?" But I haven't seen him yet. ”

"It's your master who has prejudices about him. It seems that your master didn't say much to you about Lao Wei and the others. ”

Because he didn't want to say more, "If the little donor agrees, then the old man can first allow the little donor to go to the temple of the Jizo King Bodhisattva to practice, and then take action." ”

Li Shuhong couldn't help asking: "Dare to ask the abbot, how do you plan to poison Zaixia?" What else is there to play? ”

"The little donor really wants to know?"

"That's it."

The two looked at each other and smiled, all without saying a word.

"Then I'll leave everything to the abbot."

"Well said." "It's just the one in the carriage...... The little donor has to deal with it carefully, the swordsmen of the Spring and Autumn Sword Pavilion are all people who do not hit the south wall and do not look back, if the little donor lives up to the women of the Spring and Autumn Sword Pavilion...... Unless your master makes a move, I'm afraid that your life will not be guaranteed. ”

Li Shuhong: "......"

Dare to love the Spring and Autumn Sword Pavilion is full of hidden diseases?

But......

He glanced at Cause.

Did he guess that the person in the carriage was An Zhixiu?

He didn't ask, and he didn't say.

After a while, he spoke slowly.

"Although I'm a little cheeky, I want to borrow something from your temple."

"Little donor, please speak."

"A divine weapon."

............

Half an hour later, at the foot of Lin Son Temple.

Li Shuhong looked up at the master in front of him, and his eyes were shocked.

Lin Son Temple is indeed on the mountain, but not at the top of the mountain, but on the cliff.

The high mountain in front of him is at least two thousand meters high, and the side facing Li Shuhong and others is 90 degrees vertical, as if it has been split by someone, and on the hanging wall are Buddhist buildings.

"This is Lin San Temple? It's really extraordinary. ”

While painstakingly being very proud, "The main hall of our temple is in the clouds and mist on the top of the mountain." ”

He pointed to the stone staircase on the mountain wall in front of him, "This stone staircase was carved out step by step by the predecessors in the temple, and it took ten years to share." ”

Li Shuhong thought for a moment, "What will you feel when you go up to the top of the mountain through this stone staircase?" ”

"Not really." "According to Master, some believers feel that their hearts have been baptized after climbing the ladder, but this is all their own psychological effect. Originally, this ladder was only dug to make it easier for my disciples who were not strong enough to go up the mountain, and it had no additional effect. ”

Li Shuhong: "......"

That's true.

Because the old monk went back to the temple to prepare before them, Li Shuhong turned his head and asked bitterly, "Is it really okay to let the female dependents go up the mountain?" Moreover, because the abbot said that your Bodhisattva Hall that reshaped the Dao Heart is not open to the public, and only eight people have entered it since a thousand years ago, is it really okay for an outsider like me to enter? ”

It was impossible for him to become a monk.

"Since the master said yes, then there is no problem, and the donor can rest assured." The painstaking answer is a matter of course.

But Li Shuhong's sentence was not an unintentional question, he asked it on purpose, the purpose was to learn more information.

And what he wanted to know was already the answer he wanted from the painstaking answers.

In other words, Lingshan Temple basically belongs to the cause of the Yiyantang.

This old monk ...... is silent, and the result is also a ruthless person.

Li Shuhong took a deep breath, "Let's go, let's go up the mountain." ”

Naturally, they did not walk the ladder of many believers, but went straight up the mountain from a hidden path.

After arranging Lin Jichen and An Jianxian, who was wearing a veil and pretending to be cold, in a slightly remote courtyard, Li Shuhong came to the top of the mountain hall with his painstaking efforts.

Looking at the believers who were worshipping step by step, and then looking back at the splendid hall and the golden Buddha in the hall, Li Shuhong pursed his lips, "What are you doing like this...... Is it really worthy of the Buddha? ”

"Amitabha." smiled bitterly, "The donor misunderstood, this golden Buddha is just brushed with a layer of gold powder, and the money is also offered by the believers, these donated incense money will not be used for food and clothing, but to support the poor people."

"If people go up to the mountain to worship the Buddha, our temple will not forcibly collect incense money. Even the Buddha statue is only available in the front hall that is open to the public, and there is no Buddha statue in the rest of the place.

"A Buddha is an enlightened person, and as long as he practices to the end, everyone can become a Buddha. It's just that the world is so confused, they need a Buddha statue to do sustenance, so our temple will give them a sustenance. ”

"But I was wrong." Li Shuhong smiled, "Forget it, it's better to take me to the Jizo King Bodhisattva Hall quickly, I can deal with it quickly, so that I can help your master finish things faster." ”

There are still almost ten days left before the Shangshan Festival, and what Li Shuhong has to do is to reshape the Dao Heart within these ten days.

Nodding bitterly, "The benefactor comes with the poor monk." ”

Li Shuhong followed him to the temple of the Bodhisattva of the King of Jizo.

There are more than ten monks standing in front of the hall, and the reason is not here.

Li Shuhong looked at the more than ten senior monks and subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

The sunlight reflected by the slick pile of bald scoops made him dizzy.

If this group of monks fights with people on a sunny day, the advantage is indeed great.

However, there are more than a dozen monks who can make him feel great pressure...... These monks are all innate great masters!

There may even be Taoist natural realm monks in it, but Li Shuhong can't feel it.

"Amitabha, because the senior brother has been waiting for the donor in the hall for a long time, the donor please come in."

A middle-aged monk with a Chinese character face stopped the painstaking effort, and then let Li Shuhong in.

Li Shuhong arched his hand and immediately walked into the hall.

The painstaking man who was stopped outside the temple poked his feet and looked into the hall.

But the hall was so dark that nothing could be seen.

"Uncle Shi, what's in that hall?"

Since childhood, this hall has been taboo.

And the uncles who stayed here are the guardian monks of this hall, and they didn't deliberately wait for Li Shuhong here.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The eminent monk did not answer, but just bowed his head and recited the Buddha's name silently.

............

Li Shuhong walked into the hall, and suddenly felt a cold around him, and all the sounds from the outside world disappeared.

Then he lost consciousness as soon as his eyes went dark.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Looking at Li Shuhong, who fell to the ground, he folded his hands and recited Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.

Behind him were the dried corpses of hundreds of eminent monks sitting cross-legged.

And the eyes of those corpses ...... At this moment, they all opened suddenly, nailed to Li Shuhong's body.

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