Cheng Jun suddenly sobered up, his eyes swept over, the little monk was stunned, he was about to ring the clock, but the action also stopped, the two looked at each other, and their eyes touched in the air.

The atmosphere in the air froze, and after a while, the little monk grinned and said, "Awake?"

Cheng Jun hummed and said, "Child, come here." ”

-- The atmosphere was awkward again.

The little monk's eyes widened, and he suddenly popped and laughed.

Cheng Jun's old face turned red, he had been in the illusion of the Great Dao for a long time just now, as if he had returned to his previous life, and he came out of his mouth for a while, using the tone of his previous life. Only then did he realize that he had returned to his youth, and he was only the same age as the little monk in front of him, and the title just now was very strange.

Seeing that he was still embarrassed, the little monk said again: "Amitabha, I finally woke you up." You haven't woken up all night, I'm really afraid that something will happen to you. ”

Cheng Junqi said: "I can ...... What's the matter?"

His eyes moved to the hanging bell, and his heart moved, and he slowly stood up. When he stood up, he realized that he was lying on the floor in the middle of the hall, and he was not wearing the original single coat with ghost drawings, but a thick piece of fur.

Standing up, I only felt that the small hall I was in was really short and dilapidated, no more than ten steps in length and width, the four walls had already cracked and I didn't know how many openings, the cold wind through the hall was rushing in, the temperature in the room was only lower than the outside, and the eaves of the windows were frozen with icicles.

In the middle of the hall, the big bell was also a man high, hanging from a beam, no more than a few feet from the ground. With such a big guy here, it seems that the small hall is full. Cheng Jun even felt that it was really difficult for him to lie down just now.

Over here...... Probably an abandoned ruined temple or something.

This thought flashed in his heart, Cheng Jun's attention quickly shifted to the big clock, walked over and stroked his finger on the body of the clock, the clock looked inconspicuous at first glance, but there was a string of inscriptions engraved on the edge of the bell, around the body of the bell, because it was a dark pattern, if you don't look at it carefully in the sun, it is not easy to detect, but with your fingers to caress carefully, you can feel the heavy touch from the fingertips and hide a deeper Zen.

Sure enough, it was a Brahma bell.

Although there is only a string of three-character reciprocating inscriptions, it is equivalent to the most inferior Taoist magic weapon, but the Buddhist family transmission is powerful and righteous, and it is quite deterrent to evil, and the Buddha bell has the effect of being the first to drink. With just this magic weapon, it is enough to forcibly wake up Cheng Jun, who has five senses occluded.

Cheng Jun turned his head and asked, "Do you want to use this thing to wake me up?" If this bell rang a moment earlier, he was still in the middle of the avenue, and he would inevitably be forcibly awakened, and his efforts would naturally come to an abrupt end, and that creation might not be able to be opened. Although it is not a big deal, it is a great opportunity to lose after all.

The little monk saw that his expression was faint, no joy or anger, but there was an indescribable majesty in his whole body, and he only felt a burst of depression in his heart, and he let out a deep hum, and saw Cheng Jun smile slightly, and his expression immediately relaxed, and said, "I have a heart, thank you." "Bow your hand gently.

With such a smile, the little monk breathed a sigh of relief, and when he relaxed, he slapped him lightly and said, "You scared me." ”

Cheng Jun smiled, if it was him back then, he would already have doubts at this time, wondering whether the little monk deliberately harmed him, and there were also slashes with his sword. At the beginning, he always thought about people in the shadows, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't think about it. However, now he has reached a lot of enlightenment, not to mention that the little monk has never mistaken his practice, even if he is really wrong, he is not annoyed, not without anger or joy, he is enlightened or something, but he can see it, and he doesn't take ordinary things to heart.

Cheng Jun said with a smile: "In the next Cheng Jun, I don't know the name of the little monk?

The little monk shook his hand and said, "The monk doesn't dare." This is the Mawei Peak of Wanma Mountain, and I am the little novice in this small temple, because I have never been officially shaved, and I have no Dharma name. My common surname is Cui, this name ...... Hehe......" looked a little embarrassed, hesitant not to say, thinking that the name of the common family is not elegant.

Cheng Jun didn't ask anymore and said, "It turned out to be Master Cui." ”

The little monk whispered, "It sounds like a cook." ”

Cheng Jun said secretly: It turns out that I arrived at Wanma Mountain, this is strange, did I take a fork in the road? Yes, I remember that there is also a stream in Wanma Mountain that flows into Lushui, if it is really here, most of it is a fork in the upstream of the stream, from the main stream into the tributary, and then it flows into the mountain.

This first step went wrong, and Cheng Jun also scratched his head a little. From here in the lower Lushui, turn back to the upper reaches of Jishan Mountain, not to mention the long distance, is this weather, Wanma Mountain is closed, the water and land routes are not passable, he does not have a mount flying sword, and the sky is not passable, these months I am afraid that he is trapped in this Wanma Mountain.

He also had a plan to come to this Wanma Mountain, after all, there is a Wanma Temple here, which has great benefits, and there is only one thing that he is determined to obtain, so he will come here sooner or later. However, his cultivation is too shallow now, although he has obtained a creation, and with the assistance of the dragon's eye, he can enter the triple path of entry, and he has not yet entered the middle stage of the Dao, so he often says that the realm of Xuanzhao, such a little Tao, even if he has all kinds of means, he is no match for the many people in the Wanma Temple.

That's it, he can't get out of the horizontal and vertical, it's better to go to the Wanma Temple to have a look, just to inquire about the situation in advance, after all, the Wanma Temple he knows is the one hundreds of years later, and he doesn't know what the situation will be in the future.

Thinking of this, Cheng Jun asked: "I heard that there is a Wanma Temple in this Wanma Mountain, dare to ask Master Cui where it is?"

The little monk said: "Hey, do you know the Wanma Temple? This is really strange, come on, come on, come here." He dragged him out.

Cheng Jun was puzzled, as he pushed the door open, as soon as he opened the door, a cold wind blew in his face, blowing on his face like a knife. Out of the small temple, only to see the outside is a white expanse, go forward a few zhang, is a cliff, a large area of snow forest sea are under the cliff, unobstructed. It turned out that this small temple was built on a steep mountain peak, no wonder the mountain wind was so strong.

The little monk said, "Look-"

Cheng Jun looked at the cliffs, his eyes were all snow-white, the mountains were stacked in the distance, and the layers of snow-white peaks could not be seen at a glance, but other than that, he didn't see anything, so he listened to the little monk say: "This way, this way." ”

Cheng Jun looked back and saw a golden plaque hanging on the dilapidated and crooked small temple behind him, on which the three big characters "Wanma Temple" were written upright.

Rao is Cheng Jun has been a human being for two generations, and after nine hundred years of Taoism, he almost broke his work, pointing to the crooked small temple behind him and said: "This is ...... Fuck Manma Temple?"

The little monk's eyes widened, and he said: "Donor Hugh wants to speak evilly, although this is Wanma Temple, it is not a fucking Wanma Temple." ”

Cheng Jun was speechless, and after a while, he bowed and said, "It's rude." He asked, "Is this really the thousand-year-old temple Wanma Temple?" Why haven't you seen the elder abbot of your temple?"

The little monk coughed and said, "Several of them are not there, and I am the only one left inside and outside the temple." ”

Cheng Jun was speechless, and then frowned and said: "This is not right, I just saw the statue of the god on the shrine inside, it is clearly a mountain god, why doesn't your temple offer the Buddha to the mountain god?"

The little monk looked embarrassed and said, "Well, it's a long story...... If you have to know, let's talk about it, it's not a glorious thing, don't talk about it in public. ”

Cheng Jun is funny, this is a deep mountain and snow forest, how can there be any big court? Just as he was about to follow him back, he heard someone shouting in the wind: "Little monk, little monk, you come down-"

The two of them followed the sound at the same time, and saw a tiger-headed young man beckoning at the bottom of the mountain, and the little monk turned his head to Cheng Jun and said, "That's a small stone, he found you in the mountain stream." He turned his head to the bottom and smiled: "What are you doing down there, you haven't come up yet?"

Xiaoshi shook his head and asked, "Is the man awake?"

The little monk said, "Wake up." I was alive and kicking just now. Cheng Jun smiled lightly when he heard him say this.

Little Stone beckoned, "That's good, you come down." ”

The little monk secretly wondered, Xiao Shi was his only friend, how many times he had been here, he had always taken the initiative to come up, how could he let himself go down this time? He turned his head and asked, "You can't go down?"

Cheng Jun said: "That's natural." ”

The little monk nodded and said, "Let's go, let's go down." "Take Cheng Jun down from a path behind the mountain. The path was very steep, but it was nothing to Cheng Jun, and it took him a while to reach the bottom of the mountain.

At the bottom of the mountain, the two came to the small stone, and the little monk smiled and said to Cheng Jun: "Look, this is the little stone, he lives in the back of the horsetail village, and he is the most warm-hearted, and he still gave you this fur on your body." You see, he also sent something. ”

I saw a pair of picks at the foot of the little stone, which was full of white flour, firewood, fur, and even two bacon, the little monk was surprised: "Why did you bring so many things? This must turn over your ......house" Speaking of this, he suddenly reacted, and when he looked up, he saw that the little stone's face was a little twitching, and he shouted: "Stinky boy, you dare to yin me." "As he spoke, he was about to run.

Xiao Shi's eyes were quick, he grabbed his collar, and said with a smile: "Don't go, there is a great thing here-my sister is here." ”

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