"Hey, why are those flags so weird?" Reaching out and touching the silky canvas, He Bao looked at He Fang with a puzzled look on his face and asked!

Shaking his head slightly, He Fang turned his head helplessly and asked Wang Mo: "Xiaomo, do you know what this is?"

Wang Mo smiled lightly and said: "That's prayer flags, which are very common in our hometown temples, like the roofs of those believers' homes, beside the sacred mountains and holy waters, Buddha statues, etc., there are these prayer flags!"

"Wow, Second Brother, do you know this?" Blinking his eyes, He Yu put his arm around Wang Mo's shoulder and smiled!

"I saw it when I was a child, but I didn't expect it to be like this in Xiandu!" When Wang Mo was nine years old, he and his parents asked for a fortune talisman in the temple again, and looked at the prayer flags fluttering in the air blankly, Wang Mo couldn't help but be a little distracted!

As if sensing that Wang Mo's expression was a little gloomy, He Fang hurriedly laughed dryly, and eased the atmosphere: "Eh! The strength of this Shimen is really strong, such a beautiful place, we have to have fun for a few days!"

"Yes, yes!"

With a light smile, Wang Mo said lightly: "Let's finish the business first!"

Since the beginning of Wang Mo's four people, it has been nearly five years, but Wang Mo's cultivation of the four people has stayed in the late stage of Shengmen, and has always stagnated.

The curiosity in his heart arose, so after many understandings, Wang Mo and the four of them flew for half a month to find the Holy Land of Shimen, which was extremely respected by immortals all over the world

Although Shimen has an excellent reputation in the immortal capital, Wang Mo and the four of them don't know whether the other party is evil or good, and they don't plan to come to the door so rashly, so when Wang Mo and the four of them first arrived at the Pure Land Mountain, they began to ask people in several nearby towns about some strange gossip and strange things about the Pure Land Mountain, and the result really made him hear some doorways.

I heard from the surrounding villagers that the Pure Land Temple on the Pure Land Mountain is in the extreme south, and some believers come and go back and forth every day, but there is nothing strange about it, but in the north of the Pure Land Mountain, there is a very mysterious slope that is rumored, and this slope is shrouded in thick white fog all the year round, and you can't see your fingers.

It stands to reason that there is some fog on the mountain, but it is strange that there is a dense place like this, which is shrouded in fog all year round.

As a result, some of the more courageous villagers ventured into it a few times. However, every time someone goes in, they will unconsciously lose their way, but it will not be long before they will unconsciously come out of the mountain fog and return to the place where they just started, which is amazing

Because the hillside is so strange that nothing will happen to you if you go inside, more villagers are happy to break in and solve the mystery. But it seems that the villagers' move angered the fog on the hillside.

I don't know that from that day on, all the villagers who entered the strange slope were no longer able to get out of the fog immediately, but had to be trapped for two or three days, until they were hungry and weak, before they could get out of the fog.

As a result, few people dared to venture into the strange slope anymore, and in the end, the villagers became accustomed to this place and turned a blind eye

After Wang Mo and the four of them knew this, they already knew in their hearts that the Pure Land Temple on this Pure Land Mountain must be the door number of the Liberation Gate in the mortal world, and the miraculous hillside that was passed down by the nearby villagers must be the real entrance to this Liberation Gate!

Knowing this strange slope, most of them are the place to find, judging from the oral accounts of those villagers, this Shimen's heart is not very extreme and vicious, it should not be the kind of immortal cultivator who kills when he meets, otherwise it will not just be a small punishment for those villagers who are happy to break into the hillside

Looking at the majestic mountain in front of him, I don't know why, Wang Mo didn't have the slightest ripple at this time, the majesty of the mountain peak was not only in his appearance, but also in his heart. He suddenly felt that his heart was more open than ever, and the suppressed feeling in his heart was gone.

Along the way, Wang Mo said very little, just quietly bowed his head and walked towards the hillside, fortunately, the hillside was not far from the Pure Land Mountain, and after walking for a few hours, the four of them had already come to the front of the slope.

Quietly looking at the hazy hillside in front of him, He Fang's right hand moved slightly, then threw out a piece of rune paper, took it in his hand and gestured a few times, and whispered a few words in his mouth, and then threw the rune paper into the air, and the rune paper instantly turned into a flame and rushed into the fog and disappeared.

"Wait a minute!, the tone note will be transmitted to the door in a while, and the people in the door will let go of the formation to receive us!" Seeing that He Yu was a little impatient, He Fang smiled slightly and comforted!

As soon as the words fell, the dense fog in front of the four people suddenly rolled up, and then, as if someone had split it with a knife, it divided into a path that could be used by the four people to walk side by side, and the other end of the path could not be seen at a glance, and it seemed to be very far away

After indifferently looking at the path for a while, Wang Mo and the four of them walked in, walking steadily and unhurriedly.

The road may seem long, but after only a few moments, you reach the end of the road!

When Wang Mo walked out of the intersection, he felt a sudden light in front of him, and a green valley full of exotic flowers and plants appeared in front of him. The valley is backed by mountains on three sides, and the only exit is the slope of the mountain where Wang Mo and the four of them came in and were blocked by the mist.

An endless staircase, floating silently above the void!

Just as Wang Mo and the four of them were curiously surrounding the surroundings, above the void, a golden light suddenly slipped and fell, and Wang Mo and the four of them suddenly stared cautiously at the place where the golden light fell, only to see a young monk in a white monk's robe, with a palm in his left hand, bowed slightly to Wang Mo and the four of them, and said softly: "Welcome to the four donors!"

Sure that the other party had no malicious intent, Wang Mo and the four gradually relaxed, and then bowed back to the young monk: "I've seen the little master!"

The young monk smiled at Wang Mo and the four of them, and asked, "I don't know if the four donors are disciples of the He family, please tell each other, and let the little monk go and report!"

"Our four brothers have no sect or sect, they are just scattered immortals who are lucky to cultivate!" After finishing speaking, the young monk's eyes twitched slightly, and a trace of disdain flashed in him, even though his concealment was extremely tight, but it was still captured by Wang Mo and the four of them!

"Little monk will report now!Please wait a moment!" After speaking, he turned around and turned into a golden light and sailed towards the void!

"What the hell, pretend!" Seeing the young monk leave, He Yu snorted fiercely in the direction he was heading

Most of them are either descendants of the broken immortal cultivation family, or ordinary people like Wang Mo and the four who have inadvertently obtained some immortal cultivation techniques and entered the immortal cultivation world on their own, and some are people with a small portal inheritance who have almost broken off their inheritance.

Most of these casual cultivators are not high, and they can only wander under the wounded door, with no background and no strength, so casual cultivation has always been not valued by the people of the immortal cultivation family or sect, and it is quite a bit despiseful, just like the rich in the world look down on the poor and ruined.

The young monk walked for more than an hour, and Wang Mo and the four still didn't see him come back, secretly saying that this immortal capital was snobbish, and even this holy land of Buddhism could not escape this catastrophe!

Sighing lightly, He Fang shrugged his shoulders and said, "Go back!"

He Yu's eyes widened, and he said loudly: "What kind of broken place is this Buddha Gate Holy Land! his uncle!"

"Xiaoyu, you whisper, this is on someone else's territory!"

As soon as the words fell, a gentle voice sounded not far from the four of them, and this voice sounded very kind, "Do the four donors need help from the little monk?"

When the four of them turned to look, they saw a young monk in a monk's robe standing five meters behind the four of them, there was no footsteps before, he seemed to appear there directly. Wang Mo looked the young monk up and down, it seemed that he was about the same age as himself, not handsome, but his whole body exuded a layer of harmonious beauty.

The young monk walked to the side of the four and stopped, his gaze was unusually gentle, and he smiled, "Is there anything that can help the four?"

Sneered. He Yu sighed: "Yo! This doesn't dare to bother Master Shimen, we countrymen can't afford it!"

Gently pulling the corner of He Yu's clothes, He Fang bowed his hand slightly to the young monk, and said lightly: "Little brother is rude, please don't blame!"

The young monk smiled mildly and said, "Geng, Zhiya!"

"The four donors were able to come to Shimen because of fate, and the little monk saw the four donors, and it was also fate!"

"Master, we are scattered immortals!"

"All beings are equal, how can there be a distinction!" Although He Yu didn't really understand what the young monk was talking about, when he said that the four of them were scattered immortals, there was no dislike and disdain in the other party's eyes, which made He Yu's anger a little calmer

"The Buddha has no appearance, no form, and is the one who is fate! As he spoke, the young monk smiled and turned to walk towards the staircase that floated in the air.

Turning his head to look at He Fang, Wang Mo said softly: "Big brother, what do you think?"

"This person can go, let's go and have a look!" Immediately, the four of them followed behind the young monk and slowly walked towards the stairs!

This endless staircase is like a passage to the heavenly realm, the white clouds caressing in the air slowly swim by, and the flying beasts cross from time to time, and the four of Wang Mo were a little stunned for a while.

After walking for about an hour, the young monk slowly stopped and said softly, "This is the Liberation Gate!"

Looking up, I saw that at the end of the stairs, there is a vacant land of about 1,000 acres, in the center is a rockery spraying this spring, the windward fluttering in the colorful prayer flags, the rear of the clearing, is a quaint but majestic, gorgeous but quiet attic, upstairs shuttles from time to time walking monks.

The golden light of the whole attic is reflected, floating in the void, the hazy white clouds show its mystery and leisure, the pure incense should be fluttering with the thick bell from time to time, seeing the huge attic in front of him, He Yu can't help but twitch his eyes, and secretly sigh the greatness of this release door.

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