Eight wildernesses in Kyushu.

Among them, the eight desolations are arranged according to the direction of the eight trigrams.

The Southern Wilderness is located in Ligua, so it is also called Lihuang.

The Western Regions is located in the Kun hexagram, so it is also called Kun Huang.

And between the Kun famine and the desolate wilderness, there is also a barren land for the Xun hexagram, so it is the Xun famine.

The wilderness is windy, and the terrain is extremely complex, which is precisely why it has attracted many evil forces.

If you want to return to southern Xinjiang from the Western Regions, there are only two roads.

One is to detour to Feiluzhou through the sand sea, and then pass through the wilderness from Feiluzhou to southern Xinjiang.

The other is to pass through the Xunhuang Wilderness, without transit, and directly reach southern Xinjiang.

Because Monk Yehui had a flying boat, everyone naturally chose the second path.

Unlike ordinary magic weapons and magic weapons, the Flowing Cloud Flying Boat is a large magic weapon that requires the consumption of spirit stones to operate.

Each one is extremely expensive, and generally only those of the Great Sect can afford to build it.

Like the Killing Temple, the temple has been closed for more than 200 years, and there is not even a flying boat.

The Great Light Temple is different, as one of the three major temples of Buddhism in the world, and is very good at the way of management, it can be regarded as the richest existence in Buddhism.

Monk Yehui, as a son of the Buddha of Light, has a flying boat that is very normal.

After sending away a few other people, the Bright Buddha Monk Yehui stretched out his hand and saw a wooden boat the size of a teacup in the palm of his hand.

"Go!"

The Buddha of Light secretly shouted, and saw the small wooden boat slowly rising into the air, rising and getting bigger at the same time.

After just a few breaths, it has become a building ship about three or four feet long.

This boat is made of jujube red spirit wood, and the side of the ship is imprinted with a circle of gold patterns, which is vaguely the shape of the bright flame of the Great Bright Temple.

On the huge deck, a small building with two floors at the bottom was built.

The withered beams are painted and brilliant.

If it weren't for those Buddhist decorations, someone would have thought of it as the rich merchant's car.

At this time, it was early in the morning, and as soon as the big boat came out, it immediately attracted passers-by to stop and watch.

"What a big flying boat!"

"There is a flame shape on the side of the ship, and it looks like a big ship of the Great Light Temple."

"I heard that this ship is extraordinary, and it can travel thousands of miles in one day."

The exclamations of pedestrians were constantly heard in my ears.

Although this ship is luxurious, it is still a small amount compared to the previous large ship that the Jagged Sword Pavilion can carry a hundred people.

The monks were naturally uncomfortable to be watched by so many pairs of eyes, and they all used the method of moving their bodies to step on the flying boat.

After a few breaths, Monk Yehui lowered the sails, and the big ship shook and slowly left Shattered Leaf City.

"It's windy, if we go well, we can reach southern Xinjiang before the sun sets today." Looking at the rising sun on the horizon, the monk Yehui said.

Lichen nodded slightly, and subconsciously looked back, and at this time, the big ship slowly climbed.

The entire Shattered Leaf City shrank to the size of a palm.

Only then did he realize that the outer outline of Shattered Leaf City was like a leaf.

It's just that there are intricate veins of water running through the city, splitting the leaves into pieces.

Hence the name 'Broken Leaf City'.

The monks sat down one by one, just filling the deck.

"I don't know if Elder Obscure's injuries have healed." Lisao asked lazily.

Previously, the obscure elder was hit by the Biluo Divine Needle, and was later cured by Ji Xuefu.

Li Chenyan didn't speak, but his eyes were full of thought.

It is said that they went out this time to send Ji Xuefu back to her husband's house.

But I didn't expect that there were many twists and turns in the middle, and I had adventures all the way.

Unexpectedly, a case was set up at the auspicious festival.

He was curious, if the lonely Zen master heard the news, what would his expression be?

……

Southern Xinjiang, Killing Temple.

Bell ~ Bell ~ Bell ......

The bell in the temple is sounding without wind.

Ten thousand golden rays of light fell on the glazed night, scattering endless brilliance.

"There is no wind and no sound, and the flat ground shines?!"

"There is no wind to sound and the ground is shining!"

The monk guarding the bell was stunned for a moment before reacting.

"Good omen! Good signs! ”

"Go and tell the elders!"

In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the three elders of the obscure generation had long been attracted by such visions.

Elder Xuanming's eyes widened, and his face was full of surprise: "'There is no wind to sound and the ground is shining' This is the 'Zen sound of teaching'!"

It should be a disciple in my temple, who has comprehended the true meaning of Buddhism, and the Buddha has given him the blessing of karma! ”

"Who is it?!"

Elder Obscure subconsciously looked at Bukong Mountain, but immediately reacted, and he had not returned from leaving the dust.

"Empty Nest Zen Temple!" At this time, the obscure Zen master said in a deep voice.

The two elders, Obscure and Obscure, all looked in the direction of the Empty Nest Zen Temple.

I saw the golden light sprinkled in the sky, and the entire Killing Temple seemed to be bathed in golden light.

And alone in the sky above the empty nest meditation temple, the golden light condensed into a bundle, and bursts of Zen sound spread around with this as the center.

"Sure enough, it's an empty nest Zen temple."

"Is it loneliness?"

The obscure Zen master frowned.

The obscure Zen master shook his head: "Yes and no." ”

Zen Master Hui Ming looked at his senior brother with some puzzlement: "Senior brother, what do you mean by this?" ”

The obscure Zen master explained in a deep voice: "This golden light does come from loneliness, but it does not arise from loneliness. ”

"Huh?"

The obscure Zen master went on to explain: "This golden light is called the golden light of karma, and this Zen sound is called the chan sound of karma.

All are gifts from Elysium. ”

"When the disciples in the temple realize the true meaning of Buddhism, no matter where they are, they will inherit the same lineage, and they will definitely descend the golden light of teaching."

"Inherited from the same line?"

When Elder Xuan Ming heard this, he suddenly realized.

"In other words, the one who attracts the golden light of the imparting must be the disciples of the Empty Nest Zen Academy?!"

The obscure Zen master nodded, and his gaze gradually deepened: "The last time the 'golden light of conferring' appeared in Buddhism was six hundred years ago. ”

His voice was shallow and slow, but it was shocking to the ears.

"Let's go to the Scripture Pavilion!"

In a blink of an eye, the three monks entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and went straight to the sixth floor.

In the meditation room on the sixth floor, a wisp of green smoke rises up, and the rhythmic sound of wooden fish flows slowly, making people unbearable to disturb.

The monk who beat the wooden fish looked to be only thirty or forty years old, but he always had a vague smile on his face.

The difficult monk raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the three monks, as if he was not curious at all.

"Amitabha."

"Obscure, obscure, and obscure, I have seen Uncle Shi."

The difficult monk smiled bitterly, and looked at the three monks in front of him and took out one of them casually, and it seemed that he could be his grandfather.

"You're probably here for the golden light."

The three obscure monks glanced at each other, then nodded.

"Uncle Shi, is this golden light a 'golden light of teaching'?"

Monk Mi Jian nodded, and said with a relieved face: "Not bad." ”

"I'm afraid that there is a 'master' in our Killing Temple."

"Guru?!

”

The obscure Zen master's first thought was: Could it be the abbot?!

But he quickly shook his head.

If it is really an obscure senior brother, then the golden light of teaching should not fall into the empty nest Zen Temple.

Thinking of this, the Tong hole in his eyes shrank: "Could it be ......!" ”

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