At the top of the mountain, the night was cool and the cold wind was strong. He was quietly dying in his arms. Looking at the monk behind him, Gu Yi subconsciously asked, "Where did you come from?"
"The little monk was on duty tonight. Seeing that General Li's stone sacrifice collapsed, he had to go out to inspect the temple. How did he want to meet Mr. Gu here? I remembered the master's account..."
"Okay." Gu Yi stopped the monk and lifted the coat that shielded Fang Jing from the night wind. "Can you save her?"
The monk suddenly tightened his brows and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Gu, please follow me."
After talking about leading the way, he walked to the lower part of the mountain and passed around a huge boulder and lost his figure. Gu Yi realized that there was a way behind the stone. He immediately followed Fang Jing with Fang Jing and was shocked when he didn't want to come here. Up.
I saw the monk actually walking above the clouds!
It turns out that there is no road behind the stone, some are just cliffs high in the sky, clouds are at the bottom, but such a road is passed by the monk!
Walking in the sky, even if Gu Yi asks himself that he can barely last with the courage of one hundred thousand souls, let alone the monk in front of him, he can walk on the top of the cloud without a bit of courage, this is simply a myth!
"Mr. Gu has the posture of Yin Zun, and it is not difficult to think about it in ten steps. Why don't you take ten steps to see?" The monk saw through Gu Yi's mind, stood on the cloud, and said together.
"Ten steps, then try."
Hearing what the monk said, Gu Yi didn't hesitate much, and tentatively took the first step, then the second, third, fourth...
With the soles of his feet on the surface of the cloud, Gu Yi quickly completed ten steps with the help of the spirit and force. Then when he took the eleventh step, the sense of emptiness under his feet suddenly lost, and a substantial touch came. Above the sky, it was as if it were on the ground, standing firm without the help of the souls.
"Cloudy seascape?" The magical scene made Gu Yi whisper suspicious, remembering a term mentioned by Duchi in the past.
"This is Xiaoyun Bridge, and the sea with clouds and sky is still deep in the temple. Please Mr. Gu."
Following the monk, Gu Yi walked on this so-called Xiaoyun Bridge for a few minutes, until he walked into a huge cloud group, and when he came out, he was already on a high peak, with real mountains and rocks under his feet, and clouds covering all directions. , Thinking about the fantasy of Xiaoyunqiao just now, the real and the false, only makes people feel like they are in a dream.
Then I walked down the mountain road with the monk for a while, and finally saw the legendary Huakong Temple on the mountainside under the clouds!
At first glance, the door of Huakong Temple is like wood, and when you look carefully, it is like stone. After thinking about it, I realized that this is wood, but because of the combination of the thousand-year aspiration of Huakong Temple and the mountains and rocks, this immortal temple gate is realized Although it doesn't have the grandeur and grandeur of the palace hall, its thousand-year-old aura and the essence of Shendao mysterious seconds are many times more brilliant than the previous ones.
Entering the gate, you came to a vast place that resembled a building and a cave, and you can see four big characters when you look up:
One dream knows the sky
"This is the main hall of the temple, Mr. Gu wait a moment, I will invite Master Jieyue for you." The monk left such a sentence and disappeared into the path not far away in a blink of an eye.
"Hurry up!"
Gu Yi urged Fang Jing to put it down. The atmosphere here was peaceful. There was a small stream of water on the wall surrounding the half circle of the hall. The temperature in the air was moderate and the ground was clean. The mood of Zhongzheng and peaceful made Fang Jing's expression of tension and pain relieved. Three points.
Seeing that she seemed to be asleep, Gu Yi completely flattened her and leaned her head on his lap. Forgetting that there was less than one hour left before the three-hour poison limit, he was a little anxious, looking at the place where the monk was leaving. , Murmured: "Why haven't you come... Huh?!"
how come!
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Yi himself was stunned, thinking that he was anxious just now!
Because of worry and urgency, if this emotion is nothing to ordinary people, but for Gu Yi, who has burned to the sixth fire, saving Fang Jing is a kind of heart, and it is not a stone to worry. Worry means fear of losing. , Why is he afraid of losing, and why is he afraid of losing
At this moment, Gu Yi looked up and saw the four words again:
One dream knows the sky
Sora, Zhikong, emptiness is not nothing in the heart, but lust. What is afraid of losing is the trace of goodwill, maybe not much, but it is indeed goodwill. and so…
This place can suppress my love!
"Zhikong is a dream, if it is Mingkong, when everything is a dream. Mr. Gu seems to have all the feelings."
Just as Gu Yi was in a dream, a kind voice suddenly sounded, pulling back to the real world, and a long-haired old man in a gray cloth gown appeared in front of him.
The old man is barefoot, with messy hair, and his body is covered by a dirty gray cloth gown. The whole person looks like shabby and sloppy, but if you look closely, you will find a special peaceful temperament on the old man. It is a kind of closeness, kindness, even detachment, nobleness, and elegance.
The old man nodded slightly and said, "I shouldn't have disturbed Mr. Gu's perception. It is because this little girl is in an urgent condition and cannot be delayed any longer."
Only then did Gu Yi discover that he didn't know when he put his hand on Gao Jing's chest, no wonder the monk wanted to wake him up. At the moment, he quickly hugged Fang Jing to the old monk, let him take the people away, and shouted at his back by the way: "Last time she said she was afraid of pain, you have to be gentle."
"...Cough cough..."
There was a cough behind him, which caused the old monk’s little monk to blush, and said embarrassingly: “Uncle Jieyue is the elder of Jingshan Peak in this temple. Think about it, Mr. Gu, you can rest assured that it's okay to hand that young lady to the uncle..."
Gu Yi stopped and interrupted him: "Little monk, who is Du Chi's master?"
Speaking of Du Chi, the monk felt sad for a while, and said together: "It is the abbot of this temple, the uncle Jie Xing."
"Can I see him?"
"No way."
"Ok?"
"Mr. Gu came at the right time, and three days later, you will see the uncle Jiexing.
"Three days from now? Just in time?"
"Ok."
…
Three days later.
On this day, Gu Yi got up early like the previous few days, took a shower in the waterfall between the mountains, and saw Fang Jing who was gradually recovering, and finally came to Yimeng Zhikong Hall, met with the leading monk, and walked towards Zujing Peak. Meet with the abbot of Huakong Temple Jie Xing.
In the past three days, he has learned that the monk leading the way in front of him is named Watana. Under his guidance, he also roughly understood that there are 54 peaks in Huakong Temple, three sceneries and six small sceneries, each with mystery and many high monks. Although there are not many elders living and practicing, all of them are supernatural, and combined with the divine way and earth skills, they are willing to take shortcuts and become Buddhas without the need for worship. It can be said that the scenery is supernatural and people are supernatural.
Under the leadership of Watana, after walking along the mountain road for more than ten minutes, the two finally reached the location of Zuojing Peak. This place is called Zuojing, which means sitting and looking at the panoramic view of all directions. It is Huakong Temple The highest peak.
The peak is located 100 meters above the clouds and a simple wooden house is located here.
For the past three days, Gu Yi has become accustomed to the simplicity of the Huakong Temple, which even the Buddha statues rarely have. He guessed the identity of the master here, and without waiting to say hello, he stepped forward and opened the wooden door and walked in, to an old man with white hair and beard inside. He said hello: "Hello Master."
"Hello." (End of this chapter)