"Wuling Mountain is really magical!" Liu Mi was shocked in his heart, and sighed that the Buddha's skill had risen greatly, and he was able to open the enchantment!

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Liu Mi looked out and found that this place was a place where yin and yang intersected: under the boulder, it was hot and cloudless, and above the boulder, the clouds and mist came with the wind.

"Haha, it's just that the mountains are mysterious, but this group of monks is well versed in the power of foxes and fake tigers, and they know how to borrow astronomy and geography. ”

Liu Mi was disappointed, and his reverence for the local Buddha disappeared in an instant.

Turning the boulder, Liu Mi glanced at the boulder, the boulder was about ten stories high, and there were six big characters engraved on the stone' 'Wuling Mountain Qingliang Realm', each word was more than one person high, bold and free, vigorous and powerful.

Next to the six big characters, there are also small characters of different specifications, some of which are the names of ancient guards, and some of them are crooked poems left by literati.

Liu Mi swept his eyes twice, most of them were far-fetched and bullshit.

All the way to the top of the mountain, from the Zhonggu Temple, the monks on the mountain have plummeted, and there is no forced person to do business.

Liu Mi looked carefully at the monk on the mountain, and only then did he see a trace of ethereal dust.

"There are really rabbits who have cultivated into Buddhas?" Liu Mi felt incomprehensible, Buddha, don't they all eat meat?

Forget it, let's take a look at the mystery of the temple here.

If there is no difference between this place and Wutai Mountain, they are all doing the same thing, male thieves and female prostitutes, then they can only wash Wuling Mountain in blood.

When he arrived at the top of the mountain, Liu Mi looked around for Yunfeng Temple, and heard that Yunfeng Temple also has 'Buddha ascending to heaven', but it is rare for ordinary people to meet it.

However, when he came to the top of the Fog Spirit Mountain, the clouds were covered, and he couldn't see anyone one step away.

Liu Mi stretched out his hand, his fingers were blown by the cold mist, and he was suddenly so cold that he couldn't stand it.

In a moment, the clothes on his body were also wet with cold dew, and the breeze blew, and the cold air on Liu Mi's body swished.

"No, hurry down the mountain, this fog is strange!" Liu Mi turned around and walked down the mountain.

However, after walking a dozen steps, the mountain road suddenly became flat, and a small temple appeared in front of me.

Liu Mi's heart was cold, and he was immediately vigilant: "It's weird!"

Although it was cold, Liu Mi did not have the intention of entering the temple to avoid the cold, he walked around the temple and walked forward, but everywhere became a cliff, only this temple and Liu Mi were on the top of the mountain.

"Immortal means?" Liu Mi smiled bitterly, and then remembered that there are monsters in this world, and of course there can be immortals.

"Anyone?" he picked up his boots, tightened his belt, and knocked on the door.

After knocking three times, no one opened the door, Liu Mi reached out and pushed the door, and as soon as he pushed, the door opened.

The layout of this temple is narrow, the alley is narrow, and two people walk head-on, and they have to pass sideways.

The temple monks' houses are not spacious, and there are no monks at home in the temple, only one wandering old monk, putting the Zen staff, salutation, and hat at the base of the wall, and is sitting in it to build soil as a stove, and make a fire to cook a handful of yellow rice.

The old monk had an earthy face, his face was as old as a ravine, he was dressed in a straight blue shirt, and the shoes on his feet were patched, but the patches were worn out, and his big toes were protruding.

Seeing Liu Mi, the old monk threw the yellow rice into the pot, wiped his hands on the straight shirt, stood up and smiled and beckoned.

"You're here. The old monk trotted all the way over, and he was about to pull Liu Mi's hand.

Liu Mi's arms shook and he hid his hands behind his back, "Do you know me?"

"The face is familiar, the face is familiar," the old monk twisted his head, his joy overflowing, "This is the Liuyun Courtyard, let me take you around?"

Liu Mi was surprised in his heart, this old monk was weird!

can raise his hand and not hit the smiling person, and Liu Mi does not believe in preemptive strikes, so he waits and sees.

However, there is nothing unusual in the temple, not even flowers and plants.

In the main hall, there is a statue of a monk with a bird's claw body, and the old monk points and says, "This is a self-portrait of the monk Zhigong." ”

"Oh. I heard that the monk Zhigong was not greedy or hateful, and many people said that he was the embodiment of the Cihang Dao people. "Liu Mi hates the Buddha, but he does not hate the monk Zhigong.

"Maybe Cihang Daoist is the incarnation of Monk Zhigong?" the old monk said dissatisfiedly, and then the old monk patted his head and said, "The yellow rice is still cooking, I'll go to see the fire, and I'll invite you to eat the yellow rice later." ”

The old monk threw down Liu Mi and ran to cook yellow rice.

There are exquisite murals in the main hall, the murals are realistic, and when you stand next to it, you can look at it as if there is a real person on the wall.

On the east wall are paintings of women throwing flower petals, some wearing cloud dresses, some wearing beaded flower clothes, some barefoot, and some dancing women wearing ribbons and short skirts and short shirts.

These girls have different appearances, postures, personalities, expressions, and hair accessories, and at a glance, it seems that all the women in the world are in this mural.

Liu Mi glanced at the mural with an appreciative eye, and when he came to the northeast corner of the main hall, a girl with long hair and a shawl on the mural attracted Liu Mi's attention.

The girl smiled, as if she had something to say to Liu Mi, and she had a pair of eyes that were not worth her life as if they were real.

Before a girl gets married, her hair is draped over her shoulders, and if it is inconvenient, she will tie it into braids.

Only after marriage does the woman tie her hair back in her head for convenience.

The girl was still a girl.

Liu Mi looked at the girl, and her heartbeat quietly accelerated, as if she had seen the fetters of fate.

Liu Mi saw her in his eyes, and unconsciously shook his mind, and a wave of admiration in his heart was like alcohol, flowing slowly, making people intoxicated.

"Girl, I haven't married a wife yet, can you marry me?" Liu Mi's heart was separated, he knew that he had a wife, but he felt that he should confide his love and admiration to this woman.

Suddenly, Liu Mi's body was fluttering lightly and was blown up by the wind.

Liu Mi was shocked in his heart, "This kind of light and fluttering feeling is caused by the fox demon!"

However, Liu Mi did not resist in his heart, nor did he feel dangerous, he was wrapped in a cloud and mist, took a step forward, and had already flown to the wall!

The surrounding scenery has changed greatly, the palaces are magnificent, and the temple is still crumpled and broken.

There is an old monk sitting on the high platform in the center of the main hall, shaking his head and preaching Buddhism, showing social harmony, the people are healthy, diligent and thrifty, and oppose extravagance.

A group of young monks listened with relish and agreed with the old monk's simple outlook on life.

However, Liu Mi likes to drink and eat meat on weekdays, and he likes to do some shameless things with Gao Cuiyun, a vixen, and is not interested in the old monk's set.

But it's good to be frugal, and it's okay to hear about it.

Liu Mi was also mixed in the crowd and heard it in a fog.

After a while, someone suddenly pulled Liu Mi's sleeve and patted Liu Mi's waist, Liu Mi said in his heart: "There are thieves here?"

So he hurriedly unleashed the small grappling hand of the Hundred Beasts of Fuling Mountain, and stole the peach with his back with a monkey, and grabbed it behind him!

Unexpectedly, he didn't catch anything, the other party was a master, Liu Mi was afraid that he had fallen into a plot, so he hurriedly turned around, and the double-peaked white cranes were all ready to go.

It turned out to be a beautiful girl with shawl hair waving at him not far behind him.

The girl smiled and threw a flower over, turned and walked out of the hall again.

Liu Mi caught the flower, which was an emerald green orchid, which had just bloomed and was fragrant.

Liu Mi hesitated in his heart, but his legs immediately followed, chasing after the girl and walking out of the hall.

The corridor garden here is vast, the girl's steps are as light as a swallow, jumping through the zigzag fence, Liu Mi is clumsy like a bear, stumbling along the way.

After crossing the fence, the girl stomped on the ground with her mischievous feet and jumped into a small meditation room.

Liu Mi is also a person in the rivers and lakes, he has seen too many organs and heard too many immortals jumping, he is afraid that there will be an ambush inside, so he does not dare to follow up recklessly.