Chapter 3055: Master Cloud

Along the narrow winding mountain road, the grandson and grandson rode slowly on the back of the morning glory.
When the mountain winds passed, the cliffs were shocking.
But for a demon king like Wang Le, who climbed out of the blood of the corpse mountains, it is really worth mentioning.
And other young people walking on the mountain roads are not much better, all of them are pale, and they dare not look around.
This makes Wang Le, who has not changed his face, a little different from the others.
Liu Shiyong was surprised when his grandson was so bold.
No one knows the virtues of his own grandchildren better than him.
Not timid as a mouse, but just so.
It is said that walking between the cliffs should not be so calm and easy? !!
"Really grown up."
Unbelievable Liu Shiyong can only comfort himself.
It's not a bad thing to be bold anyway.
The Buddha Mountain where the Jokhang Yuan Temple is located is more than 2,000 meters above sea level. It is not short, but it is not too high.
For ordinary people, it is obviously difficult to climb to the top in one breath.
But for people like Wang Le and Liu Shiyong who are riding a horse, don't be too relaxed.
After less than half a day's work, many young people who camped by the Great Lake last night and wanted to worship the Jokhang Yuan Temple appeared one after another on the square that was deliberately opened up on the mountainside.
Wang Le and Liu Shiyong rode along the mountain trail and took about an hour to arrive here.
Liu Shiyong learned from the others, and he placed the horses and horses in an open space outside the square.
Anyway, there are disciples outside the Jokhang Temple who can't afford to lose them.
However, the grandpa and grandson did not stay on the square for a long time, and were quickly taken away by a middle-aged monk who came down from the mountain.
This made other people above the square see this situation, and then showed envy.
"Little donor, is there a problem with the scarring on the poor monk's head?"
The middle-aged monk who was leading the way suddenly looked back at Wang Le and asked with a smile.
Before Wang Le responded, Liu Shiyong's face sank and he yelled at Wang Le: "You must not be rude to the master!"
"Eh!" Wang Le twitched slightly, followed by quickly apologizing to the middle-aged monk, "Boy Meng Lang, please master not to blame!"
At the same time, Wang Le muttered secretly: "This fantasy world is really more and more real, and even the Buddhist ancestors from the ancient times of Emperor Xing appear here."
How to say that at the time when the Emperor Star was buried, Wang Le once devoured the disfigured memory of Jinghong Fairy's distraction.
And Jinghong Fairy is the Mahayana of ancient times.
Then, in the incomplete memory that Wang Le swallowed and read, it is normal for the content of the Buddhist tradition to be stored.
The reason why Wang Le has been staring at the ring scars on the heads of middle-aged monks is because the ring scars originated from the Buddhist tradition in the ancient times of Burial Star.
I saw that there was a flesh-red pentagram inside the ring scar, which gave people a mysterious visual impact, full of mystery.
It is for this reason that when Wang Le saw the ring scar on the head of a middle-aged monk, he immediately thought of the Buddhist heritage in the ancient times of the Emperor Xing.
"Can it be that this fantasy world has evolved from an ancient burial star?"
Wang Le couldn't help analyzing the speculation in his heart.
Unconsciously, Wang Le's curiosity was hooked.
Middle-aged monk and Liu Shiyong certainly wouldn't think that the clever and sensible little guy has long been fascinated, and he doesn't know where to fly.
After a long while, under the guidance of a middle-aged monk, the grandson and grandson followed the path in the mountains and copied the approach to the summit.
I saw the flattened peaks were extremely wide, and there were rows of buildings everywhere.
A monk wearing a yellow monk's clothing shuttled between the palace halls, but all seemed very quiet.
Even if groups of three or five monks came together to speak, they whispered, for fear of breaking the peace of the peak.
Between clouds and clouds, it seemed as if he had come to the blissful Buddhist kingdom in the West. Even if the horrible demon came here, he could wash away the suffocation.
I saw that Wang Le's eyes first showed the color of indulgence and peace, but was washed away in a blink of an eye, and the color of calm was restored.
More accurately, at this time, Wang Le's eyes were full of vigilance and indifference.
"Well, it's whimsical to want to use this Buddhist family Ninghe to let the little man convert and let go."
Wang Le could not help but sneer.
Of course, there may be more thoughts, but in this fantasy world, traps are everywhere, and Wang Le is reasonable even if he is vigilant.
Walking on the bluestone slab full of years, Wang Le was thinking about the next thing to worship at the Jokhang Yuan Temple.
Is it possible to become a monk here?
This is obviously not what Wang Le wants.
But at present, there is no way to break the situation.
Wang Le thought and thought, suddenly looking up at the sky, revealing a thoughtful look.
"Since you want to break out of the cage of the illusion, isn't it enough for the broken void to leave this world?"
Wang Le couldn't help thinking.
This is because of the scarring, which reminds Wang Le of the funeral star.
Which made me think of what broke the void later.
"Maybe try it," muttered Wang Le.
In addition, Wang Le really can't think of other ways to break the situation.
If you want to give it a try, you have to work hard to cultivate martial arts to improve your own strength, otherwise, it ’s just imagination.
Although the physical martial arts talent of Wang Le is really ordinary, his soul is not ordinary!
Even if he did not bring the powerful blood of qualitative change and the eye of smashing magic to this fantasy world, Wang Le could use his rich experience to improve his own cultivation speed.
Just following the middle-aged monk to the destination, I was thinking about the next practice of martial arts from the beginning, unconsciously crossing more than half of the peak, and came to a Zen temple that didn't seem to be up ~ www.mtlnovel .com ~ When the middle-aged monk took the lead to cross the threshold and walked into the open Zen courtyard, Liu Shiyong didn't follow him right away, but instead put his crown and clothes on solemnly, and then took Wang Le into the door.
Walking through the quiet and unoccupied front yard, the three came to a stand under the eaves of the main house.
"Master, Master Liu is here." The middle-aged monk stood in front of the door and whispered softly into the room.
"come in!"
When an old voice came from the room, the closed door of the main room was automatically opened without wind, and was slowly opened from the inside.
The first thing that caught my eye was a Buddha statue and a wooden fish placed in front of the nave.
Then there was an old monk wearing a red badger with his back to Wang Le and others, sitting quietly in front of the Buddha statue.
Immediately, Liu Shiyong, who walked into the house, held a Buddhist ceremony and respectfully said to the old monk: "Shi Yong has met Master Yunyun."
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