Mountains rise and fall, and the vegetation changes from lush forests to sparse meadows, and finally even the green grass disappears, and only snow covers the rocks. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The only road was a rocky path on a high ridge, only one man wide, with ice crystals on the stone slabs, and on the left and right sides, there was a bottomless abyss.

Cheng Ziming followed behind the witch and walked slowly on the slippery mountain road. He had been walking for more than an hour on the steep mountain road, and there was a flying base in the mountains, and even if he had successfully conceived a baby, he could only go on foot.

The flower that never withers, the flower of faith, can only be picked by those who are not afraid of hardships and have faith in their hearts.

The long journey lasted for a day and a night, and in the early morning of the next day, Cheng Ziming and the witch finally crossed the mountain range, came to the deepest part of the mountains, and came to the Lingnian Temple built on the cliff.

"I can only send you here. The witch looked at the temple hanging in the air from afar, and said lightly: "This Buddhist temple is dedicated to guarding the sacred flower of the Buddha country. As for whether you can pick the sacred flower and complete the trial task, it depends on your creation. ”

After speaking, the witch turned around, stared at Cheng Ziming's eyes, and said seriously: "You have to remember that the flower that never withers is the flower of faith, and only by understanding the word faith can you pick the holy flower." Once you pick the sacred flower, it is a great creation, and the flower of faith will accompany you for a lifetime, providing you with infinite strength. This opportunity is even far greater than the stars shaping bones, the moonlight washing skin, the Tai Chi land, and the spiritual dew regulating the soul. Seize the opportunity, take a good look, even if it is ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, don't give up easily. ”

As she spoke, the witch's figure became fainter and fainter, and by the last sentence, her body had become completely transparent and disappeared into the air.

"So little confidence in me?" Cheng Ziming looked at the witch disappearing into the air, and sighed lightly: "Where can I use ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years? ”

He looked at the winding mountain road in front of him and walked towards the Buddhist temple on the cliff.

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Lingnian Temple, a temple made of sandalwood, falls half on a cliff and half hangs in the air. The temple does not have a gold-inlaid golden roof, nor does it have any exquisite decoration, the quaint temple is simply half-built on the cliff, like a small flower blooming on the cliff, quietly exuding a faint fragrance, and like an ascetic Buddha, indifferently looking down on the mountains.

The temple is not large, there are not many monks, and in addition to the presiding officer, there are less than ten small novices practicing in the temple. On the contrary, the number of pilgrims who came to worship over the mountains was larger, and there were more than 20 pilgrims.

"I'm here to pick flowers. After Cheng Ziming stepped into the temple, he said to the oncoming little novice: "Please also recommend the abbot of your temple." ”

Xiao Shami looked Cheng Ziming up and down, and said lightly: "If the donor wants to comprehend the way of the holy flower, he can go up the mountain directly from the path behind the main hall, cross the top of the mountain, and the back cliff is the place of enlightenment. If you want to discuss with the host, you can expect to gain insights from the discussion, please go to the side hall to line up, and when you get to the donor, you will naturally see the host. ”

"And this kind of rule?" Cheng Ziming bowed slightly and said, "Thank you." In a hurry, then go directly to the back cliff to understand. ”

After speaking, Cheng Ziming walked towards the back of the hall.

At this moment, there was a burst of "haha" laughter in the side hall, and a round fat monk walked out of the hall, he patted his big belly trembling step by step, squinted his eyes and said at Cheng Ziming: "Where did you come from, the junior is not small! ”

Cheng Ziming smiled slightly, and involuntarily touched the jade pendant on his waist. This jade pendant was given by the witch and could hide his cultivation, so although he had been promoted to the cultivation of the fourth layer of Yuanying, in the eyes of outsiders, he was still a little monk in the Qi refining period.

This jade pendant was originally used by Cheng Ziming after returning to the big world. His cultivation has increased dramatically in a short period of time, and if he is not careful, he will really scare people to death, and if it spreads in the demon capital, it will definitely attract the attention of the demon emperor. For the sake of safety, he asked the witch for this jade pendant. With this jade in his body, he is still a fifth-level Qi refining cultivator, ordinary and peaceful, and will not attract attention.

Who would have thought that before he returned to the big world, the jade pendant played a role, making people mistakenly think that he only had qi refining and cultivation, and he was looked down upon all of a sudden.

Cheng Ziming glanced at the fat monk, and saw that he was about the beginning of the foundation building, his greasy fat body trembled, his face was oily, and his eyes were blank, so he knew that most of the wild road exercises he practiced were not orthodox avenues. Such a person, Cheng Ziming would not have taken a second look at it when he was in the Qi refining period, and now that he is a senior of Yuanying cultivation, he will naturally not take care of this kind of tasteless back.

He only glanced at the fat monk, didn't answer, and silently turned around and left.

"Aha?" The fat monk patted his belly with his hand, and the oil and water on his entire stomach shook, and the fat monk said: "Rude junior, the deity intends to order you, and you still don't appreciate it?"

Cheng Ziming pretended not to hear and walked faster. He went around the main hall and found that there was a gravel path behind the main hall, and there was an archway at the entrance of the road, on which were written four big characters: Faith Maze.

"Belief maze?" Cheng Ziming looked up at these four words and involuntarily read them out loud.

Suddenly, there was a sound of heavy footsteps behind him, and the sound of a thud was almost like smashing the ground out of a pit.

No need to ask, this is the fat monk coming over.

Cheng Ziming sighed lightly and walked quickly onto the gravel path, he didn't want to deal with this monk junior anymore.

The gravel path is narrow enough to be a man's width and winds along the mountain. At first, there were steep rocks on both sides of the road, but after a hundred steps it became a rocky cliff on one side and an abyss on the other, and after another hundred steps, the path became narrower, and on both sides of the road were bottomless valleys, and walking on the mountain road was like walking on the clouds.

Cheng Ziming walked more than 500 steps, crossed the top of the mountain, and came to the end of the road. At the end of the trail was a mist-shrouded canyon, and a wrist-thick gold chain flew over the canyon, connecting the two cliffs.

This is probably the so-called "bridge". Cheng Ziming looked at the chain and nodded, thinking: Lingyun Feidu was originally a means of the secular world, but I didn't expect to meet it here.

As an immortal cultivator, it is not a problem for Edgeworth to fly, and it is naturally not difficult to fly across the canyon by relying on iron chains.

Cheng Ziming was about to step on the chain, when suddenly there was a heavy footstep behind him, and the fat monk caught up.

"You junior, you're really rude. The fat monk grinned and said loudly: "In order to chase you, the deity was also hit by gravel and almost fell down the mountain." ”

"Why are you chasing me?" Cheng Ziming was a little inexplicable, he was just too lazy to pay attention to the fat monk, and he didn't offend him.

"Haha. Chasing you, of course, is to see you make a fool of yourself. The fat monk laughed and replied, "This section of the iron cable is the most difficult to walk, and it is a pity not to see you fall with my own eyes." ”