A round of red sun in the sky, the warm breath sprinkled with the sun, so that the morning breeze with a hint of warmth, the breeze gently blows, the rustling sound flutters. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The warm sunlight flashed, a red light flashed in the forest, only to see the bright sunlight cast through the woods, falling on a millstone-sized mountain stone, suddenly saw Liu Boqin's figure sitting like a sleeping Buddha, the Tao like a hair-like slender Xuanguang floating, enveloping it in it.

A few unknown birds in the mountains landed on Liu Boqin's body, and the constantly floating red brilliance may have never felt threatened, for these ignorant birds, there was no intention to block them, but exuded a slight warmth.

A few bird's cries suddenly sounded in the forest, and Liu Boqin's slightly closed eyes slowly opened, without flashing divine light, but there was a kind of purity that washed away the dirt, exuding an indifference like water waves.

"Hum!" Liu Boqin, who stood up, suddenly shook slightly, swept away the dirt on his body, with a hint of a smile on his face, the afterglow of the corner of his eyes swept slightly over the chirping birds, the white Confucian robe swayed gently in the breeze, a slender long sword hanging from his waist, and a white jade folding fan in his palm.

In the reflection of the sun, Liu Boqin stepped out lightly, and his figure flickered and he had already stepped out of the hundreds, following the familiar breath, Liu Boqin walked into the distance.

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Yongchang City, is a county seat, although it is not big, but it lives next to the water, does not lose the prosperous scene at night, and people come and go every day and are very noisy.

Liu Boqin stepped into the city in a white Confucian robe, found a restaurant at random, and chose a window position to pour himself a drink, with a faint smile on his face, which was also a pleasure.

Not far from Yongchang City is a big river, the flowing water of the waves does not shrink all year round, nourishing many fertile fields by the river, I don't know how many creatures can be fed.

And in this surging river, there is a mountain standing, saying that the mountain is just a hundred zhang high hill, like a pagoda standing in the river, suppressing the mighty river, it has the name of Zhenjiang.

There is a way that the mountain is not high, and there is a fairy name. This hundred-zhang high hill can be inconspicuous in this side of the world, but as long as it is a nearby county, people know that this hill stands in the middle of the river and is wrapped in turbulent water, because there is an ancient temple in this mountain, called Jinshan Temple!

All this is not a secret for Liu Boqin, the Taoist consciousness is swept, and the words of people's discussion are not left behind in the slightest, and some people's opinions are kicked out, and Jinshan Temple is associated with the ancient temple in Liu Boqin's memory.

"Knock knock!" Just when Liu Boqin was thinking slightly in his heart, a bell rang, this bell rang from a distance, if ordinary people naturally can't hear it, but Liu Boqin is not an ordinary person, he can't help but say in his heart: "Since you come to see, what's the matter!"

Liu Boqin stepped out step by step like an ordinary person, but his speed was extremely fast, the bell was still fluttering, and his figure was already standing by the river, looking at the mountains or ancient temples in the middle of the river.

One of the pagodas towering on the top of this hundred zhang mountain is very conspicuous, the blue-black pagoda body is shining with metal-like luster in the sun, looking at the heavy pagoda and the mountain qi machine connected together, Liu Boqin's heart can't help but secretly say: "It is worthy of the name of Zhenjiang, this strong, heavy breath, even the spirits in the ordinary water dare not approach, it is really a blessed land." ”

"Distinguished guests are coming, please come and see!" Just when Liu Boqin looked at the Jinshan Temple in Jiang's heart, an old but vigorous voice sounded in Liu Boqin's ears, but the people around him who came to Jinshan Temple to pray had never heard of it.

Thinking slightly in his heart, Liu Boqin said secretly: "This Jinshan Temple is really not simple! there is such a person who cultivates...... but it is not strange to think that this is the place where Tang Sanzang appeared, if there is no power of support, I am afraid that Tang Sanzang would have already made other people's mouths.

"Taoist friends are invited, how can there be a disobedient courtesy, it is better to obey your fate than to be respectful!" Liu Boqin suddenly replied in his mouth, and the voice of the figure flashed slightly, like a breeze disappeared, making the surrounding people dazzled, and a big living person disappeared.

An old pine, a thick stone table, two stone benches, one of which was a figure sitting there.

I saw that this person was wearing a yellow monk's robe, his face was full of wrinkles, but a pair of eyes looked very bright, shining with wisdom, and a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, all round because of the warmth of popularity, shining a little bit of brilliance in the sun, although it looked ordinary, but there was a Taoist Zen revealed.

"Whew!" A wisp of breeze blew, rolling the pine needles scattered on the ground, several pine needles exchange, a white figure appeared, as if walking out of the void, this person is Liu Boqin, at this time he is still hanging a slender long sword from his waist, a white jade folding fan in his palm gently shakes, and the people who see it will definitely praise: "What a turbidity world!"

"Amitabha!" The old monk in a yellow robe shouted the Buddha's name, bowed slightly to Liu Boqin with both hands, stretched out his finger and pointed to the empty stone bench next to the stone table, and said: "Please!"

Since the host was so courteous, Liu Boqin, the guest at the seat, did not lose his demeanor, with a smile on his face, bowed slightly to thank him, and stepped out of the figure and sat on the rough stone bench that had experienced the baptism of wind and rain.

Seeing Liu Boqin sit down, the old monk's old monk's robe, as his arm was raised, the wide sleeves brushed over the quaint stone table.

Suddenly two teacups appeared on the stone table, these two teacups are not special cups, just things used by ordinary people, they can be described as extremely ordinary, there is nothing special at all, and the faint smile on Liu Boqin's face when he saw this scene did not diminish at all.

"Fellow Daoists, please!" With a smile on his face, the old monk didn't know when he filled the two teacups with one teapot in his hand, pushed one of them in front of Liu Boqin, and spoke.

"Thank you!" Liu Boqin spit out the words in his mouth, and lifted the steaming teacup in front of him, which was as hot as white mist, with a faint fragrance of tea, and others felt calm and transparent.

As the tea was submerged in the mouth, the bitter taste was filled with it, but as the bitterness faded, it was full of sweetness, and there was still aura, Liu Boqin, who put down the teacup, couldn't help but say: "Good tea!"