Looking up, there is a mountain in the clouds, it seems to float in the air, there is a hut in the mountain, this is a small temple, the name is Lingyin Temple, Lingyin Temple is located on the top of Lingyin Mountain, this Lingyin Mountain is the mountain in the clouds.

Lingyin Mountain is a very strange mountain nearby, the mountain peaks are towering into the clouds, endless, the fog in the mountain is very heavy, and you often can't see your fingers. Moreover, there are many man-eating beasts in the mountains, and even the villagers at the foot of the mountain dare not enter easily. Usually, the villagers hunt and plough and weave at the foot of the mountain. No one can remember the road clearly, but I heard an old man in the village often warn the younger generation, "Don't go to the mountains, there are fierce beasts in the mountains, fierce beasts that like to eat people, when I was young, I went hunting with my accomplices, and I came back." The old man began to tear up every time he spoke. Over time, no one wanted to go into the mountains to hunt anymore, and this Lingyin Mountain became more and more mysterious.

According to the legend left by the ancestors of the villagers, there is also a temple in the mountain, and the ancestors have lived for generations, and no one has ever been seen in or out.

"Dead, some are dead, there are no female babies in it, a group of lonely and widowed monks, no little monks can be born without a female baby." Although they are all rumored wild history, but the three of them will become tigers, and gradually in the banter, Lingyin Temple also ceased to exist in the hearts of the villagers.

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"Master, master, master, tell me a little more about how you defeated this group of demon beasts back then."

This is a child about five or six years old, with clear eyebrows, thick hair tied in a bun, and a well-fitting practice uniform.

"What happened to you?"

"Later, I divided five by two, and all of them were beaten down by those demon beasts, unscathed, and the master was also a powerful figure when he was young, and his reputation was shocking. Haha, the master was invincible all over the world back then. What a three-legged toad, a three-headed wolf, the master has beaten it. ”

Master is a kind old man with a smile on his face, and of course there is no way to find out how much braggart there is. I saw the master stroking his gray beard and said,

"Ling Xuanxin, let's stop here today, go and fetch water, otherwise you won't have to eat at night." The Lingxuanxin in his mouth is this child who listens to the story carefully, after all, he is young, although the "heavy responsibility" of carrying water every day falls on him, but the child is not playful, and the master and apprentice often eat the last meal without the next meal.

Ling Xuanxin is the youngest apprentice of Lingyin Temple, and he is also the only seedling here, and he has always been a master and apprentice. In the Zen temple, the Xuan is the head, only the Ling Xuan heart is headed by the Ling, he is too small, and he can't understand the mystery.

Ling Xuan reluctantly stood up, picked up two big buckets and walked towards the mountains and forests, thinking as he walked, "One day I will fight all over the world, just like the master, I will also fight the beasts, but how is the master different from what I have seen?" Ha, the master must be bragging, how can there be a three-legged toad, and a flying tiger. ”

Ling Xuanxin ran towards the river quickly, even though he was a five or six-year-old child, he could even carry two buckets of water, only to see that this bucket was slightly lower than half of Ling Xuanxin's head.

Every time he walked to a cliff, he would faintly hear a roar coming from under the cliff, he could always put down the bucket and lie on the edge of the cliff to listen for a while, and every time he heard a strange scream, he would respond to the bottom of the mountain. But because of this, I often lose track of time.

Today it's the same again, "Hey, anyone!?" Xiao Xuanxin put down the bucket and shouted under the cliff, and then the sound would stop, every time. Ling Xuanxin could only carry the bucket and run towards the temple.

In the center of the temple there are two ancient trees that are entwined, these two ancient trees are very magical, and the two trees grow together with intertwined roots. The master said that these two trees are called the Twin Divine Trees, which grew from a stone that Lingxuanxin didn't know, and they have been growing for hundreds of years, and they are said to be much bigger than the master's master, and I haven't seen the master's master, anyway, it's very big.

There are only two people who can be seen in the temple, the master's name is Xuanle, gray beard and hair, smiling every day, as if he has never been sad, he is a descendant of Zen Buddhism. Ling Xuanxin and the master depend on each other, and the master is not the master of the sect, as for who the master of the sect is, and where the master of the sect is, I am afraid that no one can say it in a short time.

But what does it matter, for Ling Xuanxin, it is enough for the master and apprentice to rely on each other. That's how every day is spent anyway. Both of them almost ran out of water to drink, not to mention the three of them, the child's spirit and mystic heart can still make sense.