Liangchen listened to the chanting of the old monk next to him, and felt a flower in front of him, as if he had changed places, and when he looked around, he was already under a wide and boundless canopy.

Each star, each trajectory, has an extremely subtle connection, attracting and repelling each other.

The sun rises and the moon sets in the sky, and the stars shuttle,

In the world, spring goes to autumn, summer goes to the winter solstice,

In the sea, the tide of the reef rises and the boat rushes,

In the mountains and forests, eagles and rabbits walk, tigers and snakes.

The majestic green mountains are eternal, and the boundless sea is surging day and night.

The swordsmen and rangers are looking for their own caves, and the real fairies are looking for their own opportunities.

The big clans started sects, and scattered people to hide and practice penance.

The powerful are famous, famous, and famous, and mortals are old, sick and die.

Those who have spiritual roots, seize the heavens and create and step into the door of cultivation, build a foundation, form a pill, condense the baby, sit down, fall, the corpses and bones rot and melt into the heaven and earth, and the empty magic weapons are scattered in the world.

Those who have no luck, stumble into the worldly dye vat, study, do business, compete for fame, win profits, return to their hometowns, the coffin is buried three feet underground, and only the descendants arrange flowers to worship.

Thousands of people, in the end, are like a breeze and a wisp of floating clouds,

Thousands of people and thousands of faces, in the end, the bamboo basket is busy with water.

All the heavens and everything, scene by scene, are reflected on each star, the experience is different, but the result is almost the same, as if everything has a trajectory to follow, everything has a fixed number.

In an instant, it seems that 10,000 years have passed!

The stars are still walking according to the track, people are like ants rushing, suddenly the sky shows a few big stars of light, suddenly the galaxy is discolored, the stars are dim, such a strange good day is about to look closely, he feels a huge whirlpool stirring in front of him, as if to suck the soul away, his face changed!

The Pearl of the Sea was about to resist when a sigh came from his ears!

Liangchen only felt that the stars in front of him blurred for a while, and once again turned into thousands of points of light, quietly scattered around the room.

"Master, what kind of treasure is this?" Although only a moment had passed, Liangchen felt that his soul was swaying and the sea of knowledge was turbulent, he hurriedly closed his mind and stared at the spinning jade ball with a shocked face and asked.

"This treasure is the nine-star armillary sphere, which can observe the stars and determine all things. The old monk finally answered the question seriously.

"It was through this treasure that the old man deduced that you had such a catastrophe, so he sent two disciples to rescue you. ”

"Ahh

"Master, can this celestial instrument see everything in the world?" he asked.

"This is nature, all things have spirits, projected on the stars, and the stars have trajectories. The old monk looked at the brilliant light particles, and his eyes emitted a dazzling brilliance, I don't know if it was the reflection of the light particles, or other magical powers.

"Can the master do me a favor?" Liangchen was about to speak, but after a fierce battle in his heart, he finally opened his mouth.

But the old monk didn't even look at him, he walked to the desk and gently stroked the jade ball, and said two words slowly: "No!"

As the words fell, the silver bead instantly dimmed, and the starlight in the sky fell down, and after a few breaths, there was only an ordinary white jade ball left in the field.

The old monk didn't even listen to his request, so he refused directly, and this attitude made Liangchen angry.

But the old monk is his savior after all, and it is indeed a bit abrupt to make such an inch. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a trace of shame.

Perhaps sensing the change in his heart, the old monk spoke again: "It costs a lot to cast this treasure once, and it will not be possible to use it again without ten years and eight years. What you're asking for must have something to do with this treasure, so I can't help you!"

He explained, then turned around and walked towards the third floor.

Ascending to the third floor, in the middle is a small living room furnishings, a wooden table, four wooden chairs, and a kettle, a stove and water on the table. The room on the right is closed, and the word "Jing Ge" is written on the door, and the door on the left is also closed, and the word "Heart Pavilion" is written on it.

The old monk waved his hand, motioned for Liangchen to sit down, and then shouted in a low voice: "The day is short!"

After a short time, the thin monk came to the third floor, and then directly began to boil water and make tea.

The two watched him finish brewing the tea skillfully and quietly retreated.

"Lao Gao has three apprentices, the eldest apprentice floats, this is the second apprentice with short days, and his heart is the most similar to mine, and the greedy one is the third apprentice with a long night. The old man passed on their three magical powers, namely, fixing the world, stepping on mountains and rivers, and swallowing the sun and the moon, but they also have their own strengths. ”

"Treading mountains and rivers! It must be a kind of land shrinking technique, no wonder you can't catch up with you along the way, it turns out that you have such magical powers!" Liangchen guessed in his heart, and suddenly realized.

"You have seen the three apprentices, you have to take care of them in the future. The old monk took a sip of tea and continued.

"The master has really lifted me up, my realm is low, and I can't protect myself, where can I take care of others! By the way, I also want to thank the master and the two senior disciples for saving their lives! Please accept my worship!" When Liangchen heard this, he was immediately a little discouraged, and before he could thank him for saving his life, he immediately put down the tea bowl and bent down to thank him solemnly.

Obviously I have only seen two apprentices, why do they all say that I have seen the big apprentice? Liangchen was puzzled, and wanted to ask but didn't ask.

"Amitabha, the donor is in good shape! Remember not to be presumptuous, although the starlight can be temporarily concealed, but after all, it still has to shine. The old monk stretched out his hand to stop the void, and Liangchen couldn't bow down.

After speaking, he looked up, and Liangchen looked up, only to see that there was also a hemp rope tied to the triangular beam, and a bamboo basket was hanging on the hemp rope, hanging in the air. I don't know if I was too shocked before, or I didn't care, but I didn't realize that there was a basket on the roof.

The basket is made of bamboo strips, which looks extremely ordinary, as if it is a vegetable basket hung on the beam of a mortal family for fear of mice stealing vegetables.

The old monk stood up solemnly, grabbed it with one hand, and the basket had already fallen into his hand.

Liangchen looked at it fixedly, and saw that there were more than a dozen beads in the basket, large and small, large and small!

The big one is like a fist, and the small one is like a dragon's eye, exuding a faint brilliance, which makes people look refreshed.

"Zhongzhou is about to change greatly, Lao Wei can only revive your Yuan Ying, as for the lack of spirit, Lao Gao can't do anything. The old monk said lightly, with a hint of regret in his tone.

The sound is not loud, but when I hear it in Liangchen's ears, it is tantamount to thunder!