"To tell you the truth, I want to go to Mingyue Tower. Bai Yun didn't hide it at all, and said truthfully.

"Amitabha. The gray-robed old monk was slightly stunned, and then asked, "Do you still have any doubts in your heart that can't be solved?"

Bai Yun looked bitter and silent, shook his head and said: "I have been an orphan since I was a child, and no one even knows the names of my biological parents. ”

There was a breeze gently lingering, the gray-robed old monk coughed a few times, and after a moment of silence, he replied: "The martial arts evaluation list that countless people in the rivers and lakes dream of is from Mingyue Tower, so Mingyue Tower has a reputation comparable to that of the five major schools, but Mingyue Lou knows everything, knows the chaos of the rivers and lakes, Mingyue Lou knows everything, knows everything, knows the secret arts, go to Mingyue Tower to ask about the past of the rivers and lakes, right and wrong, or a little-known secret art, but Mingyue Lou also has three non-answers, right and wrong, life and death cause and effect, and worldly karma. ”

After Bai Yun listened to this explanation, the glimmer of light in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and the mystery of his life experience that he was going to Mingyue Tower to ask happened to belong to the worldly cause and effect, which was one of the three non-answers of Mingyue Tower.

But after thinking about it carefully, the lotus blossom that flowed secretly bloomed again in Bai Yun's eyes, and the cause and effect of the world can't be asked, so it's okay to follow the clue of the sword god surnamed Feng, maybe you can solve the mystery of your life experience.

The gray-robed old monk glanced at the sky indifferently, his thumb methodically flicked the Buddha beads in his hand, and continued: "Anyone who goes to Mingyue Tower to solve his doubts must first present a priceless treasure to Mingyue Tower, and the treasure sent out enters the eyes of Mingyue Tower, so that he can have a chance to seek an answer." ”

If the white clouds are hit on the head, a priceless treasure? He then looked down at his nose and heart, and the only thing he could get out of his hands was the god in his hand, not to mention that Yuelou could not look down on this strange-looking wooden long sword, this god sword was given by Qingyezi, according to Qingyezi's words, the sword was related to the rise and fall of Taoism, of great significance, and it must not be used as a commodity to be dedicated to Mingyuelou, thinking that it would not work to unravel the identity of the Feng-surnamed Sword God in Mingyuelou, Bai Yun's inspiration flashed, and he suddenly thought that since the Feng-surnamed Sword God had been a role that shocked the world, Li Feng, who was also a sword master, should have more or less heard of the deeds of this sword god, and wouldn't it be better to ask Li Feng for clarification after returning to Feilai Peak？

The gray-robed old monk stopped his hand to move the Buddha beads and gently patted the back of Bai Yun's hand, the old monk seemed to have penetrated Bai Yun's inner thoughts, and said peacefully: "Wouldn't it be better to let go of the seven emotions and six desires, greed, hatred, and hatred?"

Bai Yun smiled and said nothing.

Evening.

Bai Yun sat alone in the courtyard of the Orchid Garden, looking at the orchids in the courtyard and was stunned, probably because Fa Yu carefully watered and appeased and enlightened, and the orchids that had been declining before were actually rejuvenated.

Originally, after Bai Yun placed Li Jingxi's god card, he thought about leaving for Jixia Mountain on the same day, as long as he accelerated his pace, he could probably catch up with Wu Feixia and Xiao Gu's pace, but he wanted to tie the pill with that one

The sword god with his hair in a bun said goodbye in person, so he planned to stay in Muru Temple for one more day, and if he couldn't see him at noon tomorrow, he wouldn't wait.

It's getting dark.

The deserted Orchid Garden was lonely, and Bai Yun's heart was also empty.

Walking out of the courtyard, Bai Yun's mind wandered, and he followed the stone path outside the courtyard through the shade of the trees, as if clearing the layers of mist, Bai Yun came to the cliffside pavilion that haunted his soul.

Bai Yun's feet lightly clicked, and his body jumped lightly to the top of the pavilion.

There are no dark clouds covering the sky, the stars in the sky and the overflowing Buddha light are beautiful, Baiyun bent down and sat down, put the god aside, held the back of the head with both hands and slowly lay down on the top of the inclined pavilion, the mountain breeze blows, and it is indescribable to be refreshed.

Bai Yun quietly closed his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled inexplicably, he recalled the situation when the woman in white cried so much that night that pear blossoms and rain and pillowed her head on his shoulder, he only remembered that it was very warm and warm.

The mountain stream and ravine seem to be so quiet that only the whispering insects are left, after the mountain breeze passes through the entire hill, the ears are always surrounded by the gentle sound of yarn, that is the trees swaying with the wind, even the Pinghu Lake under the valley has also made up this lively, the sound of the water is endless, between the unique mountains and rivers, the Ten Mile Gallery is vivid.

Gradually, the white clouds seemed to hear the clues, the murmuring sound sounded like it was close in front of him and seemed to be far away in the sky, full of doubts, he opened his eyes and sat up straight, looked down at the valley of Pinghu, and surprisingly found that the wind and waves on the Pinghu Lake were calm, and the moonlight was thrown into the lake like a white mirror reflection, calm and comfortable without a trace of ripples, where can there be the sound of gurgling water.

The white clouds looked in the direction where the sound of water came, and the water surface of the gourd mouth in the distance gave birth to starry mottled white light, and it was such a scene for more than ten miles, like stars falling on the river surface, constituting a beautiful fairyland.

On the ten-mile gallery, the white clouds swept out, flew out of the cliff side pavilion, like a carp crossing the river in the Pinghu Lake, the tip of the sword brought up a circle of mysterious ripples, as if there were countless river fish surfacing the surface of the layers of waves.

The white clouds swept all the way until they came to the shore of the rocky reef at the mouth of the gourd before they stopped themselves and landed.

Countless stars float above and below the river, and the whole river seems to be lit up by the light of the flowing stars, and even the river is quietly shining brightly, which is extremely mysterious.

Has the Milky Way in the sky fallen to earth?

Bai Yun's heart is fascinated, the whole river is like a suction force tightly clasped his heartstrings, such a fairyland is really bright, but the strange thing is that in the eyes of Bai Yun, there is only a black river reflected, there are no stars and no streamers.

The sky quietly fell like a small snow in early winter, like a snowflake like silver light fell on the white clouds' hair bun shoulders, the rest of the silver light that fell on the ground was dim and died in an instant, the white clouds gently stretched out their palms, like waiting for the falling snowflakes to wait for the silver light to fall, the silver light fluttered down in the palm of the hand, the white clouds looked at it so drunkly, but suddenly the whole river turned into a snow-covered old temple, a kind old monk in gray clothes was sitting cross-legged in the temple drinking tea, the old monk turned his head and smiled

He beckoned to him.

"Master. Baiyun's eyes were full of hollowness, like a numb wandering ghost taking steps towards the old monk.

In the old temple, a woman in white appeared, who sat on the ground with the old monk, and beckoned to him gently after seeing the white clouds, and then even Xiao Gu and gradually left also appeared in the old temple.

Bai Yun walked towards the heart of the river at the mouth of the gourd, the cold river water wet the hem of his boots, but Bai Yun only felt that he was wrapped in endless warmth.

The ghost cried wolf howl on the mouth of the gourd, there was a low cry of sobbing and matching, and there was also a cry of blood in the heart, but what Bai Yun heard was only the call of the person in front of him.

Suddenly, a fire burned in front of Bai Yun's eyes, and the picture in front of him was shattered, leaving only ruined houses and raging flames everywhere, and a man in black wearing a cold black iron mask stood in the fire and laughed fiercely.

Bai Yun's eyes suddenly turned red, and he wanted to rush into the fire and tear the black-clothed figure to pieces.

"Haste as the law!"

At the same time as the white clouds rushed towards the black shadow, they were suddenly pulled back to the shore by a hand.

Bai Yun's whole person fell on the scattered reefs, and he suddenly felt ten fingers in pain.

At the same time, all illusions on the river disappeared in an instant.

After Bai Yun sat up in pain, he saw a fortune teller standing in front of him carrying the two-character flag of Gongsun.

"Boy, you want to die. This fortune teller who killed dozens of thieves outside the Lei Yin Temple by himself, and after a moment of observation, he calculated that Baiyun was about to have a catastrophe and scolded.

Bai Yun suddenly realized that everything about Shicai was originally a fantasy.

After standing up, Bai Yun, who had calmed down, felt afraid, this river was so cold and bone-chilling, but it was like an endless warm current wrapping himself, if he really fell to the bottom of the river under the illusion magic barrier, he would really lose his life unconsciously, so he hurriedly thanked him: "Shicai saw a vision on the river in the distance, and he came to take a look at it with curiosity, and he didn't think that he was almost cheated of his life, thank you seniors for coming to the rescue." ”

The fortune teller who carried the banner on his shoulder softened his tone slightly, but his expression was still solemn: "You dare to come and see ten thousand ghosts walking at night, your courage is really fat." ”

This half-human and half-immortal with crane bone fairy wind, after looking at Bai Yun's forehead with deep eyes, his brows stretched slightly, but then he sighed again, rubbed his chin, and his eyes were thoughtful, like solemn and deep.

Ten thousand ghosts walking at night?

Bai Yun subconsciously touched his forehead, only wet cold sweat, and remembered that the fortune teller outside the Lei Yin Temple had calculated a hexagram for himself, at first Bai Yun only regarded it as nonsense, as the saying goes, people will win the sky, there is still a wonderful pen of the gods outside the sky to change their lives against the sky, even Wan Sheng overnight into the sky is the best example, but what I never imagined is that the hexagram is really effective.

The fortune teller stroked his long beard and asked with a strange look, "You have already passed the catastrophe?"

Bai Yun nodded, looked at the river surface of Hulukou with a clear gaze, and said to the point: "Senior, on the river surface of this Hulukou, there is nothing unusual except for the frequent stormy waves, where are ten thousand ghosts walking at night?"

"You want to see?" asked the fortune teller faintly.

Bai Yun wiped his eyes vigorously, and then looked at the river and still found nothing.

The fortune teller took out a grapefruit leaf from his sleeve, recited a spell that ordinary people could not understand, and his gesture changed to pinch out his two fingers to clamp the grapefruit leaf, and wiped it in front of Bai Yun's eyes.

After the grapefruit leaf wiped his eyes, the puzzled Bai Yun suddenly shuddered, and his upper and lower lips trembled, really because the scene in front of him was too creepy.

How about the night walk of ten thousand ghosts?

(End of chapter)