The ancient temples are hidden deep in the mountains, and the celestial palaces are covered by clouds of smoke.
On the hillside to the northwest of Wuxuan Mountain, where the white clouds come out of Xiuxiu, there is an ancient temple on a barren mountain. At this time, there were a few people who were in a hurry and looked quite embarrassed standing in front of the temple.
"May I ask if there is anyone in the temple?" A young scholar stepped out and knocked lightly on the temple door.
Except for the harsh mountain wind, there was no answer.
The scholar was a little impatient, and knocked on the temple door again: "May I ask if there is anyone in the temple? If not, I can just come in..."
"Benefactor, please come in." An old and hoarse voice came out.
That scholar was Song Liyou, he turned his head to look at Yun Qing, saw her nodding her head before pushing the door open.
This temple is quite small, after entering, there is only an empty Buddhist hall, and behind the Buddhist hall are three wing rooms. The sparse trees cover the sky of the temple densely, and the eaves and corners are scattered, making the whole temple look very dark.
"How many of you are cultivators?" An old monk in a red cassock sat cross-legged on a futon, with his back to the door, and he couldn't see his face clearly.
Song Liyou replied: "Naturally he is a cultivator, otherwise how would he climb up to this dilapidated temple on the broken wall?"
"Those with great perseverance can do it." The old monk replied slowly. His speech was a little slurred, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.
Song Liyou was also unwilling to suffer verbal disadvantages at all, he immediately retorted: "If you want to, but if you don't have the strength, you can't make it. After all, not everything in this world just needs 'great perseverance' It can be done."
"If you have this temple in your heart, you will come up even if you are at the foot of the mountain. If you have this Buddha in your heart, you will have attained the Tao even in the world of mortals. The benefactor focuses on external things, but he has fallen behind." The old monk He didn't think it was embarrassing, he still said slowly.
Song Liyou still wanted to argue with him, but was stopped by Yun Qing. Buddhist cultivators have the ability of "Talk Zen", "Tongue Blooming Lotus", and "Heavenly Flowers Falling". If Song Liyou tells him to continue, he will be lucky and they will stop before dark. If he is unlucky, Song Liyou will simply convert to Buddhism. How to do
"Master, we are forced to stay with you for a period of time. Is it possible?" Yun Qing asked.
"If you can escape the pursuers, can you escape your own heart?" The old monk let out a hoarse laugh.
"Since the master has agreed, we will stay in the back wing. Thank you for taking care of me." Yun Qing nodded and let a few people go in directly.
Song Liyou was dumbfounded when she heard that, she never thought Yun Qing could be so thick-skinned, when did she hear that he agreed? Still "thank you for taking me in"
The monk didn't speak anymore after hearing Yun Qing's words, and seemed to acquiesce to the few of them living in.
"How did you know that there is a ruined temple here?" Song Liyou finally couldn't help asking.
"Daoyuan told me." Yun Qing's words were of course nonsense. She has stayed in Lutian Temple for so long, and she has already used her and Jingtian Palace's first-line karma to probe into the inheritance of the soul.
This temple was handed down by an ancestor of Guiling Temple, one of the seven holy places. Although it has some relationship with the Buddhist tradition of Guiling Temple, it can only be regarded as casual practice. Back then, walking southward from the Temple of Heaven, all the way over the thirteen barriers, almost all the inheritance in this mountain entered the Jingtian Palace. It is estimated that Lutian Temple let go of this small temple because of its relationship with Guiling Temple. However, Yun Qing is a typical example of how much debt does not itch, whether it is a hundred thousand mountains or a temple of heaven, at this moment, I probably hope that she will die in an ugly way, and it doesn't matter if she messes with another Guiling Temple.
If there is no mistake, there should be the concept of lotus heart emptiness hidden in it. This is one of the most famous spiritual secrets in Guiling Temple, and its status is only slightly inferior to several Buddhist scriptures such as the Dainari Tathagata Buddha. Yun Qing was a little surprised, how could such a top-level inheritance end up in this dilapidated small temple back then.
"Yunqing..."
Just as Yun Qing was thinking, she heard Zheng Zhenzhen pull her sleeve hesitantly.
"What's the matter?" Yun Qing replied, choosing a guest room and walking in.
Zheng Zhenzhen and Amang walked in after her, while Song Liyou chose another room by himself.
"I always feel that something is not right here..." Zheng Zhenzhen leaned close to her and said in a low voice.
"Why do you say that?" Yun Qing placed a restriction on the door, and the inside of the door frame was covered with a thin black flame. This flame is pure and deep, which is the result of her tempering her true qi by using the altar of heaven.
"Uh... that's right, I don't feel very comfortable." Zheng Zhenzhen lowered her head lower and lower, and she felt that she was being unreasonable.
"You've been hungry for three days, so you shouldn't be feeling well, right?" Yun Qing said helplessly, "I'll ask about vegetarian dishes, or ask Song Liyou to find you something to eat."
She pushed the door and went out, Zheng Zhenzhen followed closely behind her.
"Stay here, don't go anywhere." Yun Qing blocked her in the restriction, and comforted her, "I will bring food later. Have you cultivated your true qi in medicine?"
"Yes, yes!" Zheng Zhenzhen raised his head proudly.
"Then warm up and strengthen the realm." Yun Qing left this sentence and turned to leave. Where Zheng Zhenzhen couldn't see, her expression became serious.
Zheng Zhenzhen feels similar to her, but she has more grounds than Zheng Zhenzhen. Yun Qing's mind has been opened, although she is still far away from the Celestial Eye that "illuminates the world and transforms all things", she can still gain a little insight into the blessings and misfortunes.
The whole temple was shrouded in an ominous atmosphere. The monk's aura was also very strange. He was clearly a Buddhist cultivator, but he didn't feel the golden light on his body at all. Instead, he looked gloomy.
After careful consideration, she decided to try it out.
When she walked into the small Buddhist hall, she inadvertently saw a clear glass vase in front of the Buddha statue, with an emerald green willow branch inserted in the vase.
Yun Qing didn't think much about it, and stood beside the monk who closed his eyes and chanted sutras, and said softly: "This time I disturbed the cleanliness of your temple, I hope the master will forgive me."
"Amitabha, if the mind is not calm, the temple will be unclean. If the poor monk feels that the temple is unclean, it must be because of his lack of cultivation. How can he blame the benefactor?" The old monk said apologetically.
Yun Qing felt that although he didn't look like a Buddhist cultivator, his words were very similar.
"Master, it's best if you don't blame him." Yun Qing didn't want to tangle with him either, "I have one more question..."
"Benefactor, I see that you are physically weak and blind, but you are thin and shinning, with bright light inside, you have the overall situation in mind, and you have the secrets in your hands. If the things you want to ask cannot be seen by the secrets, then the old monk is powerless."
Naturally, Yun Qing wanted to insinuate and ask about the whereabouts of Lian Xin's idea of hiding the void, but the old monk went around with a cunning. He said that Yun Qing was "frail and blind", implying that he already knew Yun Qing's physical condition, and probably also saw that she needed a secret method to restore her spirit. But the last sentence "thin body, bright light inside" is a point that she has recently improved her cultivation base, and the damage to her spirit and soul is no longer fatal to her. But "with the overall situation in mind and the secrets in hand" clearly shows Yun Qing's great ambitions, not only to control the situation, but also to use some means to get a glimpse of the secrets.
The first half of the sentence has the same meaning after all: "I know you are injured, but this injury is not the most urgent. You are in a critical situation. It is better to solve the current predicament first."
And the second half directly stated that if you can't solve things by yourself, don't come to me.
Yun Qing felt that talking to the old monk with sharp words was really exhausting, she nodded and thanked the old monk, and turned back to the original wing.
She didn't see it, but the moment she turned around, the bright green wicker in the glass bottle suddenly turned into dead branches, and the eyes of the Buddha statue also opened and closed quickly.
The whole Buddhist hall was gloomy and silent.
"Zheng Zhenzhen?"
As soon as Yun Qing walked into the room, she realized something was wrong. The restraint is intact, but both Aman and Zheng Zhenzhen are missing.
The room is very simple, only a small bed, a table and chairs, no windows, but there is a Buddhist altar on the wall. It's clear at a glance at the door, and there's no way to hide people.
Yun Qing carefully checked the restrictions she set up, and there was no trace of being broken. It would make sense for Zheng Zhenzhen to run away by himself, but it would be too abnormal for Aman to disappear out of thin air. No matter how you say it, she and Amon are twins.
The meaning of twin lives is easy to understand, that is to say, there should be only one life in the world, but due to various chances and coincidences, two completely different individuals are produced. In terms of fate, she and Amon can even be counted as one person.
Everything about Amang is closely related to her. If he is in any danger, there is no reason why Yunqing can't feel it.
So what now? There is no danger, but they disappeared out of thin air. Where are the two of them? Together, or separated
Yun Qing placed restrictions on everything in the room, and then went to Song Liyou's room to take a look. Almost as expected, Song Liyou also disappeared.
Yun Qing felt a little tricky, and now she had to dig to find it by herself, or ask that weird old monk. But she wasn't ready to fight the opponent yet. Judging from the conversation just now, the other party's strength is hard to say, but she definitely has the ability to measure the secrets of the sky, so her greatest advantage, the book of heaven, can play a much smaller role. After all, the book of heaven knows everything, so if two people who know each other well fight, it will be hard to tell the winner.
"Benefactor, what are you looking for?" The old monk's voice suddenly sounded behind her.
The voice was so close that Yun Qing almost felt the chill on her neck. She quickly activated Fang Cunzhan, disappeared out of thin air, and reappeared a few meters away.
When Yun Qing turned her head, the monk held a glass bottle in one hand, and fiddled with the rosary with the other hand, and smiled kindly at Yun Qing.
She immediately realized that it was not good, and didn't answer. She raised her hand and a black flame rushed towards the old monk.
"Almsgiver, the sea of suffering is boundless, turn your head and turn your head." The old monk silently recited a scripture, the glass bottle emitted a dazzling golden light, and several large Sanskrit characters flew out, smashing the black flame into pieces.
Yun Qing was silent, the spells in his hands continued, and a black wind came. Those black flames scattered into little sparks, blown by the black wind, and immediately became better at the wind, and once again rushed towards the old monk with claws and teeth.
"Amitabha, the benefactor is too murderous. Do you know that the people who died under your hands are also the spirits of heaven and earth? Have you ever regretted hearing the mourning of the dead? Have you ever felt palpitations when listening to the cry of the living?"
Every time he said a word, the golden Sanskrit became more and more solid. This time, he not only broke through the black flame, but also directly attacked Yunqing.
Yun Qing could see very clearly in her mind, but her whole body seemed to be suppressed by the mountain, she couldn't escape even though she could see it.
This is the supernatural power of Buddhism to destroy evil. First, it uses the power of words to suppress people, and then uses magic weapons to severely damage the seal.
Yun Qing knew that she must not be hit by this Sanskrit, but she couldn't mobilize a trace of her true energy anyway, so she could only watch helplessly as the Sanskrit sank into her body. Starting from the soles of the feet, the golden lines envelop her bit by bit, and when the Sanskrit characters grow to the Tianling Gai, it is time to completely seal her.
What surprised Yun Qing the most was that there was no protector in Tianshu. The Book of Heaven is the most precious treasure of heaven and earth. Since Yun Qing has forcibly fused it, the Book of Heaven can naturally help her get out of trouble at a critical moment. But now there is no movement in Tianshu, that is to say, this is not a critical moment at all? Yun Qing thought of A Mang who was closely related to her but disappeared without warning, and vaguely felt that she might be on the verge of grasping something.
At this time, the golden seal had spread to her neck, gradually extending towards her face.
"How sad..." Yun Qing suddenly laughed.
The old monk fiddled with the rosary beads for a moment, his face remained unchanged: "Is the benefactor talking crazy?"
"How sad!!" Yun Qing laughed even louder, "Guiling Temple's majestic orthodox Buddhism has now been reduced to the point of deceiving people with illusions?"
The old monk sighed: "Benefactor, it's both real and illusory, and illusory and real. How do you know that the illusion you're talking about is not real, and the reality you're talking about is not an illusion?"
He raised the glass bottle in his hand, and the golden lines covered Yunqing's head in an instant, wrapping Yunqing like a golden cocoon.
Although she already knew that this was an illusion, Yun Qing still had no way out, and if she dragged on, her life would be safe, but the few people outside the illusion would not know whether it was good or bad.
Yun Qing was enveloped by the golden light, she only felt that her mind was full of dazzling Sanskrit characters, but when she looked at it next moment, she found that the illusion had turned into a place she could never have imagined.