Tie Feng stood in place and thought for a long time, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, remembering a gentleman Fengya with a black hosta in his hair.

After a while, Tie Feng looked at the old gentleman again, and he couldn't see anyone anymore, and the pilgrims of Daliang Temple came and went, and it was not easy to find them again.

"Feng'er, why are you stunned there? Don't come in quickly!"

When his mother's voice came, Tie Feng couldn't take care of others for the time being, and replied "Coming", and entered the Buddha Yin Ming Palace.

The statue of King Ming pinching the Buddha's handprint in the hall is solemn and solemn, and the gold-covered golden body is illuminated by the outdoor sunlight and the indoor lantern, which looks hazy and not dazzling, and makes people feel awe-inspiring just by looking at it.

Like all pilgrims, Tie Feng took incense and bowed along with his mother and maid Huanhuan, and then did not forget to throw a large amount of money into the merit box.

......

The inner courtyard of Daliang Temple is limited to pilgrims, and on today's days, basically only a very small number of people can enter the inner courtyard.

However, the old dragon did not appear in front of the monks at the entrances of the inner courtyard at all, and no one noticed anything when he passed by them directly, and even some of the monks with Dharma were also unaware.

The old dragon's purpose was extremely clear, all the way through the courtyard door, and by feeling until he walked to the depths of the backyard, he could already see a green tree in his sight.

"Hey, that's it!"

Laughing, the old dragon walked directly and quickly towards that courtyard, and when he was still some distance away from there, he found that there was actually a means such as a formation prohibition, but in his eyes, it was very rough, and it was naturally even more impossible to restrict him from a real dragon.

The old dragon passed through this prohibition like no one else, and without even causing any ripples, he walked step by step into the so-called forbidden land of Daliang Temple.

Entering the courtyard, the old dragon stared at the three monks under the tree, looking at the two old and the young, but he knew that the young one was not too young according to the age of the human race.

These three people are the other two old monks in Huitong and the monastery, who are sitting cross-legged on the futon at the moment, meditating under the tree where the masters are talking about the Tao.

The monks of Daliang Temple now know that practicing under this tree will help to generate wisdom in the concentration, not only the aura is abundant, but the understanding of Buddhism will be more effective.

But there is also a risk in this practice, not that the vision will make people have demons, but some monks forget the time as soon as they sit in meditation, and often need outsiders to wake up, the last time the abbot of Daliang Temple sat for more than half a month, if it wasn't for Huitong to wake him up when he felt that the situation was wrong, maybe he would starve to death.

That time, after drinking half a pot of thick porridge with pickles, the abbot of Daliang Temple made a rule that when he went to the forbidden place to practice, he must leave a time for himself in advance, so that people can wake himself up at this time, otherwise he will not be allowed to enter.

Cultivation of this kind of thing, sometimes very idealistic, this is not to say that there is no need for material idealism, but often you can understand how long a certain stage of cultivation takes, if outsiders grasp it, it is difficult to say whether it will interrupt the key to cultivation, and it is easy to breed disharmony, and it is best to set your own time.

At this moment, the old dragon saw that the three monks were sitting upright under the tree, and he didn't make any noise with them, he walked slowly to the tree, looked at the big tree, and then looked at the other direction under the tree, which should be the position where Ji Yuan and the old monk of the Buddha Yin had sit, even at this moment, the Dao Yun was still condensed.

The three monks also have great respect for this, even if they practice under the tree, they don't dare to move the futon to that position, in the eyes of the old dragon, this is not only a manifestation of respect, but also a manifestation of wisdom, the Tao is not enough to dare to sit in that place is not comfortable, not to die, but it is absolutely uncomfortable.

More than a quarter of an hour had passed, and the three monks under the tree were still meditating, and the old dragon had been carefully observing this place inside and out for a long time, from the initial interest, to the frowning and serious at the moment.

Ji Yuan's argument with the old monk of the Buddha Yin is much more mysterious than the old dragon imagined, and Ji Yuan's sentence "I have gained a lot, and my heart is very happy" seems to be really no joke.

The old dragon walked back to the tree and looked at the apparently newly erected stone tablet behind the three monks.

The stele was engraved with words and painted with gold lacquer, and the text reads - Under the Bodhi Tree.

"Under the Bodhi tree...... Good artistic conception, the monks of Daliang Temple are still a little interesting!"

The old dragon naturally recognized that this tree was actually a banyan mulberry tree, but masters such as Ji Yuan and the old monk Buddha Yin had been talking about this for a long time, so what did it matter if he changed the name of this tree.

After much deliberation, the old dragon opened his mouth.

"Hoha......"

In the inaudible exhalation, a rich and strange water vapor erupted from the old dragon's mouth, and the speed of this breath gushing out was extremely fast, and soon formed a mist that filled the surroundings, and quickly spread farther away.

Specially rushed to Daliang Temple, of course, the old dragon could not want to just look at a plausible, to see it more thoroughly, this naturally has to use some means.

The fog is spreading more and more, and the speed is getting faster and faster, after passing through a few small courtyards around it, it is no longer simply expanding around, but it seems to have driven a wide range of weather conditions, and the entire area outside the west of Tongqiufu City is slowly filled with a burst of fog, and it is still expanding.

After only a dozen breaths of effort, this sudden fog had already enveloped the entire Tongqiu Mansion City, as well as a large area outside the city.

The fog wasn't too big or too thick, but it came suddenly and magically, making people feel that the surroundings had become hazy before you knew it.

At this juncture of the New Year, the city is fine, and the people around Daliang Temple are obviously more excited, and many people say that it is the fog of rain falling from the sky.

This is not very important for the vast majority of people and pilgrims, except for the surprise and novelty at the beginning, but not necessarily for some people with keen intuition.

Under the forbidden tree of Daliang Temple, the old dragon glanced around, as if he saw Ji Yuan and the old monk of Buddha Yin sitting back under the tree, one pointed to the sky, and suddenly the mist churned into the sea, and the waves swept like a black tide.

"Woohoo......"

A loud hiss "sounded" in the waves.

"Boom ......"

The sea exploded, and a huge fish with hundreds of millions of seawater soared into the sky, dancing in the air and controlling the wind and clouds.

"Wow, ......" "Boom......"

In the midst of lightning and thunder, the huge fish bathed in the electric light and wind and turned into an equally huge peng.

"Pengzhi migrated to the south of the underworld, the water hit three thousand miles, and the one who swayed and went straight up ninety thousand miles......"

Ji Yuan's voice echoed in the endless waves.

"Good, heaven and earth are immeasurable, heaven and earth are immeasurable, and I am immeasurable......"

An old voice sounded, and a huge golden hand suddenly appeared on the giant peng that rose to the sky, as if the sky was pressed down, and it was not just to catch the peng bird or to touch.

"Boom ......"

The golden fragments spread all over the sky, turning into a glass heavenly river, and the Dapeng flew directly into the sky......

The old dragon was slightly shocked to look at the vision that was born in the fog and magnified in his heart, Ji Yuan and the old monk of the Buddha seal really have a way!

At this time, the three monks under the tree were already frowning frequently, obviously feeling the changes in meditation, and some couldn't sit still.

At the same time, in the Daliang Temple, people who are more perceptive than ordinary people have gradually felt the deliberateness.

A little boy held his mother's hand, holding a half-eaten sugar gourd in his hand, and was about to take another bite, but found that the bamboo skewers in his hands began to become green, and the sugar gourds on it also began to sprout, and soon grew small seedlings, and even small flowers.

"Huh, mother, mother, my sugar gourd has bloomed!"

The child excitedly called out to his mother, but the woman just glanced at him and ignored him.

"Mother~~~"

The child shook his mother's hand fiercely, and finally waited for a brain melon seed, so he could only hold his forehead and rub it himself, and when he looked at the sugar gourd, there were no flowers and branches.

A young woman came to the temple to pray for the safety of her sweetheart, and wanted to ask if her sweetheart also had her own heart, but after the bucket was shaken, it was thrown out of a red floating line.

The fluttering red thread was beautiful, dancing beside the woman, wandering overhead for a while, and like a thin streamer around her, seeing that the girl was novel and magical, she reached out and grabbed it in a daze, and even felt the touch of the string being caught, and then all the scenes disappeared.

Looking down at the bamboo sticks on the ground, a monk master had already picked them up for her.

"Good, female donor, this sign is very good!"

On the other side, Tie Feng saw that his mother was still chatting with an old monk inside, so he walked out of the Buddha Yin Ming Palace, and took advantage of the slightly higher terrain here to look around, and there was white fog as far as the eye could see, and the houses and buildings looked hazy.

"Strange, why is there a fog all of a sudden at this time?"

Suddenly, Tie Feng's eyes widened, and he saw a huge hand appear on the western side of his sight, followed by a wide-sleeved white robe, and his fingertips grasped a brilliant black hosta.

The giant hand held the hairpin casually, and a great river appeared in the distance, truly connecting the heavens and the earth, and the waves in the river were rolling white mist.

Then suddenly another big golden hand of equal magnitude appeared, holding water in the great river of Tongtian, turning into a huge boat, with a golden word "crossing" on the sail.

Tie Feng rubbed his eyes, and when he looked at it again, the fog in the distance was still fog, and all the big rivers and big boats were gone.

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