The morning sun rose, and the sunlight broke through the thick clouds and fell on Li Qing's shiny head.

Li Qing abandoned the oil lamp in his hand and looked up, the top of the mountain was already close at hand.

The sound of the rushing waterfall is clear to your ears, and the water vapor is reflected in the sunlight, reflecting strange colors.

The old monk actually didn't tell a lie, he was indeed a master, at least his Taoism was not low.

What is Taoism? It is not the number of years of cultivation, nor the strength of the practitioner, but the level of the realm.

Taoist lecturers teach the law of nature, and all things in heaven and earth have laws, and the comprehension of these laws is the Tao.

Although the old monk is just an ordinary mortal, he is powerless, and even wine and meat are not taboo, and he is not very respectful to the Buddha sitting on the lotus platform in the Jinshan Temple, but his words and deeds are casual and true, which is not in line with Taoism.

If a figure like an old monk is a cultivator and achieves something, it should also be the existence of the suppression party.

The so-called gas eaters live a long life. The reason why the old monk is getting old is that in terms of cultivation, it is that he cultivates his nature and does not cultivate his life, which is naturally empty.

Li Qing knew that at the level of an old monk, if he wanted to practice qi, the speed of his entry into the realm would not be said to be a thousand miles a day, but it would never be an exaggeration to say that he would get twice the result with half the effort. It's just a matter of whether he wants to or not.

However, the old monk has his story, and Li Qing also has his own past, although the two know that the other party is not ordinary, but they have never asked each other about it.

After living together for a long time, there will naturally be a tacit understanding.

Now that the old monk has not returned for three days, if he really wants to go to a place to find him, it will naturally be this mountain that he misses in his heart.

Moreover, Li Qing also wanted to know, what is on this mountain?

He let out a long breath and took a step to the top of the mountain.

As far as the eye could see, it was a tall tower.

It was a stone tower, moss-scarred and green, with a slight vicissitudes of life. It's just like a mirage, and it's impossible to tell how many floors it has.

Li Qing walked towards the stone tower. Suddenly, he felt like he had touched something, but there was nothing in front of him. He reached out and touched it, and the air shone with a soft light, like the light of rippling water, and a transparent film separated this space from two worlds.

This stretch of deep mountains is inaccessible, but I don't want to encounter an enchantment ban.

Li Qing smiled, suddenly closed his eyes, and after a moment, he took a step and bumped into it gently.

In the past ten years, although he has not practiced qi and practiced the Fa, a Dao heart has become more and more rounded, and the Dao seed in his heart has already quietly sprouted.

In other words, at this time, Li Qing had already entered the realm of heaven and earth, and between square inches, he was born in the world.

Buddhism talks about one sand and one world. Li Qing had reached this level, and in his eyes, this enchantment was like a small and incomplete world, and the glowing brilliance gradually peeled out, and Li Qing was like a wisp of fresh breeze and a pool of clear water, gently melting into it.

Suddenly, Li Qing opened his eyes gently, and his eyes suddenly opened up, only to see endless limestone paving, paving an endless square. The tall Buddha halls and temples are endless, and they are endless.

"Bell~Bell~Bell~"

The melodious sound of the morning bell came from afar, sprinkled between heaven and earth.

A gust of wind blew, and the heart was refreshed.

With the wind, there is also a monk.

His expression was indifferent, without a trace of the kindness of a monk, and his voice was solemn and indifferent, with coldness, "Who are you?"

Li Qing clasped his hands together and said, "I'm here to find Zen Master Faming. ”

The monk's expression moved slightly, his eyes changed, and his body did not move, but suddenly a momentum pressed towards Li Qing like a big wave, and the coldness in his voice became heavier, "Who are you?"

Li Qing's face was a little pale, his monk's robe seemed to be blown by a strong wind, clinging to his body, and his clothes were swinging, but his demeanor was still peaceful, and he said, "I am his disciple." ”

The monk waved his sleeves and waved a gust of wind, wrapped Li Qing and left.

After a while, Li Qing fell back to the ground again, and he looked intently and saw a stone tower in front of him.

At this time, when I got closer, I realized that the deep and rich Taoist rhyme on this stone tower had an inexplicable momentum, tall and magnificent, connecting the heavens and the earth.

"Let's go inside. As the monk's voice fell, a small door suddenly opened at the bottom of the stone pagoda, which was originally round and integrated.

Li Qing turned his head to look at the monk, his eyes narrowing slightly.

The monk was also looking at Li Qing, and when he saw him turn around, he said, "What's the matter, aren't you looking for Fa Ming?"

Li Qing didn't speak, his eyes moved to the door, it was pitch black inside, and he couldn't see anything.

"Fa Ming is inside. ”

Li Qing finally took a step and walked in.

The door to the tower closed, and the monk bowed to the stone tower and went away.

......

Inside the stone tower, Li Qing found that there was a cave in it, the space was infinitely vast, and a small golden sun hung high in the sky, sprinkling endless light, but it was not a gloomy and dark place. It's just that there is less vitality in the outside world, and it is a little monotonous and desolate.

Li Qing didn't care, this stone tower was obviously a strange treasure, and it was not uncommon for it to become a world by itself.

He saw a stone house, obviously artificially created, and walked over there.

The stone house has no door and is generously open.

Li Qing walked in, there was no decoration in it, only a futon, and an old monk with a white beard and white eyebrows was sitting on it.

"Zen master. Li Qing walked over and called softly.

The stone house was quiet, and the old monk sat cross-legged and did not respond.

Li Qing was slightly stunned, he squatted down, looked carefully, and didn't see his chest rise and fall, he couldn't help but feel a little cold in his heart, he stretched out a hand and poked it towards the old monk's nose.

Suddenly, an old hand gripped his wrist tightly.

Li Qing raised his head and faced the old monk's slightly cloudy eyes.

"Xiao Liu'er?" The old monk's eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance, his face was gloomy and solemn, and there was no trace of his usual disrespectful appearance, "Why are you here?"

Li Qing had never deliberately concealed himself, and the old monk naturally knew that he was extraordinary, so he wouldn't ask Li Qing how he could get here.

Li Qing smiled, "I'm afraid that you will die, and you won't even have someone to send you to the end." ”

The old monk said, "Do you know what kind of place this is?"

Li Qingdao said, "If my guess is correct, this should be the real Jinshan Temple!"

The old monk let go of Li Qing's wrist, and Li Qing also sat down cross-legged like an old monk, and said with a smile, "It seems that my guess is indeed correct." However, this tower does not seem to be a good place. ”

"This is the Demon Tower. The old monk rolled his eyes, and said without a good breath, "Naturally, it's not a good place." ”

Li Qing pretended to be surprised and exclaimed, "You are actually a demon?"

The old monk knocked Li Qing's bright head, and said angrily, "You are the demon!"