Ye Qingniao carried the three knives that never left his body, and he had already begun to complain: "How long will it take to arrive, it's dark, it can't be the wrong way, right?"

Chen Yusheng was also very tired: "Listen, what kind of sound?

Lin Zhuheng still looked like he was not giving up, and he still didn't come out of his sadness, after all, he gave birth to his own home and his own sect, and he was completely blown up, and his master was gone, which was not so easy to get out.

Ning Shi's nerves are an exception, he just wants to learn swords with one mind, go to the Magic Mountain as soon as possible, and pick up his aunt down.

Sad?

Ning Shi doesn't have time to be sad!

Lu Yan was responsible for leading the way, and he didn't shout tired at a young age, and he didn't forget to comfort everyone: "Brother and sister, everyone hold on a little longer, and you will go over this mountainside to Tzu Chi Temple." The road is slippery on a snowy night, so be sure to watch your feet and don't fall. ”

The wilderness is silent.

The night is sultry.

There was only a faint wheezing sound.

There was also a fainter, dull sound of slamming doors.

When Ning Shi finally woke up on the shoulder of the spring night, an antique and huge temple appeared in front of him, and the white snow covered the temple, making this Tzu Chi Temple even more solemn and solemn, and even a faint coercion could be felt.

Ning Shi, Ye Qingniao, Chen Yusheng, Lin Zhuheng, and the spring night on Ning Shi's back were all a little more careful: "Sure enough, it is a well-known Buddhist sect, and there must be great cultivators living in it, at least breaking through the three realms." ”

Lu Yan tidied up his clothes to make himself look as pleasing as possible, and then turned to look at Ning Shi: "I'm going to ask the master of Tzu Chi Temple to do a ritual for my sister and send her to Elysium." ”

Ning Shi nodded: "Go ahead." ”

Lu Yan bent down slightly and didn't speak, but Ning Shi knew that the boy was thanking him for the kindness of a shoe. Xie turned around and walked to the gate of the temple, where he could vaguely see that there seemed to be a lot of people gathered.

Ye Qingniao dragged Ning Shi with his hand: "Just let Lu Yan beg for someone?" I heard that the temple has to collect incense money, but I haven't heard that you can do things for free. ”

Ning Shi: "I know, but do you think Lu Yan will be rich? Besides, this is a place where Buddha cultivates, which may be different from the temples on weekdays, Lu Yan is a person from this neighborhood, and the village pays incense money every year, which is probably included." ”

Lin Zhuheng suddenly asked at this time: "Can cultivating Buddha really send people to Elysium?"

Spring Night rolled her eyes.

Ye Qingniao rubbed his forehead.

Chen Yusheng thought about it and didn't know how to answer.

Only Ning Shi said very seriously: "You are a sword cultivator, your master should have told you, whether it is sword cultivation or Buddha cultivation, it is just cultivation, it is your own cultivation, how can you help others enter bliss." Besides, this bliss is only a place that only appears in the story of Buddhism, do you really think there will be? Don't think about it too much, repair your sword well, and if you repair the sword, your master will also know it, and you should be able to figure it out. ”

"Bell, bell!"

Not far away.

Lu Yan came to the gate of Tzu Chi Temple very seriously and knocked on the door, he was very small, his palms were frozen blue, and he couldn't knock too loudly at all, and he didn't dare to knock too loudly if he asked for help.

Three times.

Lu Yan knocked three times politely.

Lu Yan's knock on the door was inaudible, and naturally no one answered.

The snow on Zen Mountain is getting heavier and heavier, and even the temple gate is becoming very smooth.

The villagers were already tired of knocking, and at this time they were just resting, and a few people raised their heads, looked at Lu Yan, and sighed. I want to persuade it, and then I think it's better to try it, maybe I'll open it.

Naive.

I won't open it if I try it a hundred times.

Ning Shi also came over at this time, they didn't know that the Tzu Chi Temple had been closed, and there were hundreds of shivering villagers around them, everyone thought they knew, but they didn't believe in evil.

Ye Qingniao glanced at the closed door, and then said: "Knock with some strength, it is said that the Buddhas and cultivators are all deaf, chanting too much, and their ears are not good." ”

Lu Yan was a little troubled.

Then Ye Qingniao directly took a few steps forward, raised his hand and smashed on the gate, and the huge sound of slamming the door was louder than the sum of five or six crop men. Ye Qingniao had already been frozen and couldn't stand it, so he used his strength to eat milk when he came up, and he didn't think about politeness or impoliteness at all, he was about to faint from hunger, who could care about those vulgar etiquette.

The piercing sound of slamming the door couldn't even absorb the wind and snow, and it went directly into the depths of the temple.

Chen Yusheng put his ear to the temple door, as if to confirm whether there were footsteps inside.

The result surprised Ning Shi.

Such a smashing door can sink into the sea.

Of course, the stone sank into the sea, and Huaizang had issued an order to close the mountain, which disciple who didn't open his eyes dared to go over and open the door?

Spring Night got down from Ning Shi's back, and also walked to the side of the gate, grabbed the crack in the door and said: "The monks in this temple are really deaf, can't you hear such a loud knock on the door?"

After all, Lin Zhuheng was once the senior brother of the Earth, Fire, Wind and Thunder Pavilion, and he spoke in a measured manner: "Will they all enter the cultivation process? The snowy night is long, and it is a good time to participate in meditation and enlightenment." ”

"Hmph. ”

At this time, even Ning Shi snorted coldly: "It's not a dead pass, your ears can still hear the sound, I'm afraid that some people will hear it, but they pretend not to hear it." ”

The wind and snow are getting heavier and heavier.

The snow lapped on his cheeks, and it hurt.

The common people are the most ordinary croppers, they can be cold, they are afraid of cold, and they must not be compared with cultivators like Ning Shi. Especially those women and little dolls, they had already been frozen, shivering up and down, and even the strength to stomp back and forth was almost gone. Coupled with this snow for no reason, I really want to die.

Lu Youwei is the village head of the Lu family village, so he naturally wants to stand up at this time, but there is not much he can do, so he has to try his best to beckon everyone to the gate of Tzu Chi Temple. People are next to each other, people are crowded with people, and everyone is gathered together to keep warm. The young man stood on the outside, and the old man and the little doll stood on the inside, leaning on the closed gate and the cold high wall, and finally felt a little better.

It's really just a little bit.

Lu Yan was still standing in the middle of the door at this time, knocking on the door in a low voice, and begging uncontrollably: "Master, please open the door, I want to do a ritual for my sister, I want my sister to go to the Elysium, please, please, you just open the door......"

The more Ye Qingniao listened, the more upset he became, and he grabbed Lu Yan: "Don't ask for it, these Buddha cultivators are all kind and cold-hearted, and the Buddha cultivation has been cultivated to the dog's stomach, and what kind of purification sentient beings, I think it's a trick to deceive people." ”

Ning Shi sighed: "My aunt said that Buddhism attaches the most importance to cause and effect, and it is estimated that the monks in this temple are afraid of cause and effect." ”

To open the door is to welcome the calamity in.

To close the door is to ask about the world.

This choice.

Sophisticated enough.