The thousand-year-old holy land of Buddhism, now reduced to a barren mountain, is extremely quiet. After a few miles, you can see the general outline of the huge mountain, but it is obscured by the smoke and rain in July, and even if you try to look at it from afar, you can only see the majestic mountain looming in the rain curtain.

It was already early morning on the second day when Yi Xiao and others arrived, and the rain had stopped at the beginning, and the dripping morning dew was rolling down at the end of the ancient tree leaves, lush and green.

"This mountain has the air of immortals and Buddhas. ”

His Royal Highness stopped his horse and looked at the majestic mountain in front of him, the top of the mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist, and after the new rain, all kinds of waste were flourishing, but it looked vibrant. \t

This Buddhist gate remains do not build a new temple after the spring and autumn period, the mountain is full of old things from the previous dynasty, and the traces of ruins left by the Buddhist mountain gate at the foot of the mountain can be clearly identified.

It's a pity that the years are ruthless and destroy the thousand-year-old holy land of Buddhism.

The Emperor of Wei conquered with iron and blood, collected the north, and the purple-shirted master who made plans was even more powerful, and the princes and generals under his command were all decisive in killing. After the Spring and Autumn Period, Sen Luo Dao ruthlessly implemented the plan to destroy the Buddha, and the robbed Buddhist practice sites did not know how many, and the burned Buddha scrolls were tens of millions.

Yi Xiao looked up with emotion, and the mountain road of forgetting to return unfolded in front of him, going straight up, leading to the clouds.

Yi Xiao patted the girl who was sleeping sweetly in her arms, and looked at her dazed and confused expression after raising her head.

The mountains are cloudy and misty, like a fairyland, and the steps go up the mountain, the mountain winds like a snake, but the stairs are straight and unyielding, and finally hide behind the hazy curtain on the top of the mountain.

"There are 9,900 steps in the Forgotten Mountain, which lead to the sun and moon platform at the top of the mountain. The white-robed old fox squinted his eyes slightly, looked at the steps leading to the top of the mountain, and said with a smile: "Nine thousand nine hundred steps, without using the Yuan Force Method, those who can climb all the way to the top of the mountain are all people with great perseverance, and the Buddha bones dare not say, they are definitely people with Buddha hearts." ”

"Nine thousand nine hundred steps, what's so difficult about this?" His Royal Highness was slightly interested, and said, "Even if you don't use the Yuan Force Method, someone who refines your body a little should be able to do it." ”

The white-robed old fox said with some emotion: "At that time, the 9,900 steps of the Forgotten Mountain were not as good as you thought, and the Bodhisattva who forgot to return to the Mountain hundreds of years ago made a rule, no matter who it is, but anyone who can hike the 9,900 steps and finally reach the top can worship under his own door, counting the registered disciples of Buddhism, if he concentrates on cultivation, he will be able to spy on the avenue." ”

"There used to be all kinds of Buddhist forbidden large formations on this forgotten mountain, but later a large part of them were wiped out by the years, and all that was left were some small formations at the end of the formation. Later, the Northern Wei Dynasty iron cavalry swept by, trampled and dug the entire Forgotten Mountain, smashed the Buddhist temple, burned the mountain gate, and these prohibitions were naturally uprooted. Liu Chanqi smiled and said, "It's a pity that they can destroy the Bodhisattva statue on the Sun and Moon Buddha platform on the top of the mountain, but they can't help the Bodhi tree on the top of the mountain that has preached Buddhism for thousands of years." ”

The white-robed old fox turned over and dismounted, watching the empty mountain swaying in the smoke and rain.

sighed.

"Forget to go home. ”

The Bodhi tree, which had been preached for thousands of years, had died under the heart of Luoyang, the imperial capital of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Buddhism, after all, is just a rain of smoke.

Come quickly, disperse quickly.

The trio hiked 9,900 steps.

Yi Xiao put her hands behind her back, while silently reciting the breathing and breathing method of the Selfless Sutra, while sensing the luck of Buddhism in this small world.

His face was ordinary, looking at the scattered Buddhist luck on this mountain that had been trampled by the Northern Wei Dynasty Iron Horse.

As early as in Qiliangyangguan Valley, under the Great Banyan Temple, Master Liansheng gave Yi Xiao a Buddhist blue lotus, and used a hand to contain mustard seeds, and since then the cause and effect of the so-called good fate of His Royal Highness and Buddhism have been fruitful.

This piece of Buddhism ruins seems to have a sense in his heart, and the flowers and trees he sees on the road, even if they are subtle things, make Yi Xiao inexplicably feel intimate.

His Royal Highness's heart was ethereal, and the blue lotus brand on his eyebrows was becoming more and more shiny, but he didn't know that his soul power breath was slowly in line with heaven and earth, and it was slowly climbing at an unstoppable speed.

Finally, they came to the front of the 9,900 stairs of the mountain gate.

The first step was taken, and there was a blue lotus flower on the steps that rose in the wind, fluttering in the smoke and rain.

The white-robed Liu Chanqi watched the fierce aura on the black-clothed young man slowly converge, and the whole person was shrouded in tranquility and peace, and the evil aura between his eyebrows dissipated by three points.

The white-robed old fox chuckled lightly and muttered: "I don't know what shit luck this kid has gone, there are only a few relics of Buddhism that can't be destroyed by forgetting to return to the mountain, and he can actually resonate with the remains of this 9,900-step Buddha platform." ”

The old fox looked at the red lotus mother beads that he gave to His Royal Highness to hang on his chest, and the lotus flowers in the beads rose and fell like a sea, slowly exuding mellow Buddha light, and he raised his eyebrows at the moment and said: "I should be a real destined person, it turned out to be a chance for me to send out." ”

"But it's also strange, the ban on these 9,900 steps has not been reacted, and it should have been destroyed in the Eight Great Powers long ago. The white-robed old fox was a little puzzled, and said in amazement: "When I set foot on the Forgotten Return Mountain, why didn't the string of Buddhist beads given by my sister respond?"

Then the white-robed old fox suddenly stopped.

The girl who had shaved off her three thousand black hairs dismounted and did not say a word on the way to the mountain gate, and she stepped silently on the stairs, her face calm and dusty.

The white-robed old fox was terrified.

The girl suddenly closed her eyes.

She silently folded her hands behind her back and walked up as if she were strolling leisurely.

Short hair is blown by the wind.

The smoke and rain are light.

In an instant, the nine thousand nine hundred steps rang out with a bang, falling in the heart, trembling and ringing.

The ancient trees around the sky rose monstrously, and there were Buddha scriptures shouting wildly, and then the heavens and the earth were quiet.

Huang Zhong Dalu exploded in his ears, and the mirror image of the scene in front of him was distorted, leaving only the appearance of the girl stepping forward as clear and independent.

Dressed in black.

Then he took one step, and the whole world was slightly distorted.

Everything is back to normal.

Liu Chanqi looked at the scene in front of him in silence.

The clouds and mist swallow the top of the mountain, the front of the eyes is open, and the sun and moon Buddha stand on the top of heaven and earth.

Facing him was the statue of the Bodhisattva carved by the ghostly axe, which did not bear rust, but was cut by the sword and gun, leaving a broken smile.

Under the huge statue of the Bodhisattva, there was a girl dressed in black.

She looked down and looked up at her.

Liu Chanqi was a little confused, looking at the girl in black who raised her head.

The girl turned her back to all living beings, and turned her face slightly, revealing a curvature of the corners of her lips that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

The clouds were all behind her.

Nine thousand nine hundred steps, and all the beings under the mountain, looked up at this girl who only showed a side face.

Close your eyes slightly.

The Bodhisattva who stood at the top of the clouds and mist of heaven and earth thousands of years ago smiled with flowers.

The scarred face was different from the girl's eyebrows and facial features.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

It's exactly the same.