Some of the palaces in the midst of the palace were like castles in the sky, hidden in the clouds. Some are like mirages, occasionally glimpsed in the void. Some are as real as the most ordinary ground buildings, with monks walking around in between.

Huishan stood behind Lin Ning, looked at the faint palaces and said, "The sky above Lingshan is the residence left by the monks after they sat down. These dwellings will be opened with a certain regularity, and when opened, they will become part of the spiritual mountain. ”

"Where the monks sit?" Lin Ning tilted his head and asked, "Wouldn't there be relics?" Is the Subodhi Secret Realm also such a dwelling?"

"Most dwellings have relics in them. Hye-sun nodded. "This time I entered the secret realm of Subodhi in order to welcome back the relics of Venerable Subodhi. ”

I see.

Lin Ning looked at the palaces that looked looming again, and said, "Is there any pattern for the opening of these residences?"

Huishan smiled lightly and said, "It's not that the little monk doesn't tell the donor, but the opening of these residences has mysterious and mysterious conditions. ”

"What's the mystery and mystery?" Lin Ning was curious.

"Maybe it's a hint of wind, maybe it's a flower blooming, maybe it's the birth of a person, maybe it's the severance of a river...... Each dwelling is opened as it sees fit, without the will of anyone. Just because it was turned on at that time doesn't mean it will be turned on at that time. ”

Huishan said Amitabha.

Lin Ning said in his heart, this really sounds mysterious and mysterious. The various methods of Buddhism are really not something that a layman can penetrate.

After the Miaofa Hualian spun and landed, and stopped steadily on a high platform, Lin Ning and Taihao Xianjun converged and got off the Miaofa Hualian together.

Hui Shan stayed at the end and cast a handprint, shrunk the Mystic Flower Lotus into his sleeve, and led the group towards the temples deep in the high platform.

When you fly over the Myho Lotus, you can see the whole picture of this high platform, but it is really just a platform for the temple. But now that I have gone deep into it, I have found that there is a hole here.

Lin Ning saw that the trees around him were gradually increasing, and the terrain was gradually rising. Huishan and the little novices led the way in front, and Lin Ning and Taihao Xianjun followed behind, and before they knew it, they came to a mountain.

The narrow and lofty stone steps lead straight up the hill to a black gate in a yellow wall, and a Zen temple is faintly visible in the deep forest.

Huishan and the novices stopped at the foot of the stone steps, and saluted Taihao Xianjun and Lin Ninghe: "The two donors can reach the Yunshan Monastery along the stone steps, and the little monk wants to take the disciples to restore their lives, and they can't accompany each other for the time being." ”

Taihao Xianjun nodded lightly, but Lin Ning smiled and said hello. When Huishan and the novices were far away, Lin Ning turned around and glanced at Taihao Xianjun.

Taihao Xianjun was looking at the Zen courtyard and was a little distracted. Lin Ning didn't say a word, and was about to walk up the stone steps.

"Wait. Taihao Xianjun stopped Lin Ning, walked past her, and took the lead on the stone steps.

"Yunshan Zen Monastery is the abode of Zhiwu. In the Western Regions, there are too many people who want to see wisdom, and this step has the effect of asking questions like the Taiyi Immortal Dao. It's not dangerous, it's just a bit time-consuming, and now is not a good time to give it a try. ”

Taihao Xianjun said slowly, his voice couldn't hear the joy and sorrow, walked up two steps and turned back to look at Lin Ning and said, "Follow my steps, don't lose it." ”

Lin Ning also stepped on the steps, followed behind Taihao Xianjun, his eyes only looked at Taihao Xianjun's legs, and jumped over the steps in three or two steps, all the way to Yunshan Zen Temple.

Not long after leaving, Lin Ning felt something in his heart, and suddenly raised his head, but he almost bumped into the back of Taihao Immortal Monarch who suddenly stopped.

Lin Ning leaned to the side, his gaze bypassed the back of Taihao Immortal Monarch that was tightly blocked in front of her, and looked towards the top of the stone steps.

In the morning light, there was a monk standing.

The monk was holding a broom in his hand and seemed to be sweeping the stone steps when he was interrupted by the arrival of the two of them.

A monk dressed in a blue cross-collared robe, and the hand that did not hold the handle of the broom was hung with a string of obsidian Buddhist beads. The morning light shone on his face, his eyelashes were somewhat transparent in the light, and his eyes were as clear as mountain streams and springs, ethereal as if he was in the mortal dust.

Lin Ning glanced sideways at Taihao Xianjun's expression, and saw that the smile on his face was warm, reaching the bottom of his eyes. Sensing her gaze, Taihao Immortal Jun turned his head sideways and said to her, "This is Master Zhiwu." ”

nodded to Zhiwu again, pointed at Lin Ning and said, "This is the little apprentice Lin Ning." ”

Lin Ning was accustomed to seeing Taihao Immortal Monarch on weekdays, and thought that there would be no man as elegant and proud as him in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, but he didn't expect to find someone here today who could compete with Taihao Immortal Monarch.

However, the temperaments of the two are very different. Zhiwu has a sense of being born as a monk, but Taihao Xianjun has a kind of uninhibited freedom of a red dust knight.

Where wisdom is, there is the Sumeru Dojo. Where Taihao Xianjun is, where is the free red dust.

Hearing Taihao Xianjun's introduction, Lin Ning saluted Zhiwu and called him a master. Zhiwu smiled and nodded, like the dawn of the sky, the spring breeze turned into rain.

Leaning the broom in his hand against the stone pier next to the door, Zhiwu turned around and opened the courtyard door, the monk's robe brushed over the wooden threshold, and Fang let Taihao Xianjun and Lin Ning in.

Entering the Zen Temple, the surrounding air is quieter, the wind in the mountains is rarely whistling, only the birds and birds are singing, and the echo seems to be more secluded in the Zen Temple.

After passing through several Buddhist halls, Zhiwu stopped outside a side room courtyard and turned around to salute. Taihao Immortal Jun said to Lin Ning: "You rest here, I still have some things to talk about with Zhiwu." The people of the Northern and Southern Regions are also in this courtyard, so they don't have to be restrained, they just need to be as they please. ”

Lin Ning nodded, entered the courtyard, and turned back to look at the back of Taihao Xianjun and Zhiwu leaving.

Zhiwu didn't say a word all the way. Won't he speak?

Lin Ning shook his head, denied his thoughts, and couldn't speak, what did he say about being on stage at the age of seven.

I guess it's a stoppage.

This is commonly known as closed-mouth meditation.

It turns out that even if I have cultivated the arhat fruit, do I still need to practice the meditation?

If it is a stop speech, then how can you talk to Taihao Immortal Monarch? You must know that when you stop talking, any action to express your will is logically not allowed.

The thought flashed in Lin Ning's mind, and she didn't think about it anymore, everything was to be known to Taihao Immortal Monarch. Now she should go back to her own room, and don't cause any more trouble.

The cross courtyard is not small, and there are three doors inside, which lead to different courtyards. Lin Ning saw that there were prohibitions on two of the doors, so he consciously walked to the courtyard where there were no prohibitions.

It seems that the people from both the Northern and Southern Regions have arrived. I don't know who is here this time.

After Lin Ning entered the courtyard, he also placed a prohibition, and then picked a side room to go in to rest. There is no ornate decoration in the wings, only extremely frugal tables and couches.

Lin Ning sat on the couch and opened the royal token.

Now, under Zhiwu's nose, she dares to use the usual means of communication. There are Taihao Xianjun and Zhiwu restricting each other, and I believe that Zhiwu will not blatantly watch over him.