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Where is Beiguo Temple?
A valley three hundred kilometers north of Crescent Spring.
The valley is full of blue-brown naked stones, and the foot of the mountain is full of bluestone. Even with vegetation, it is still withered and yellow, with little vitality. A river channel surrounds the foot of several mountains, but unfortunately there is a trace of water on the riverbed.
It's still dry.
However, it is surprising that in a valley, a high place beside the riverbed is also a relatively plain highland in the valley. It is covered with green grass and sparse trees.
Standing on this strange highland, there is also an acre of land where people live.
The high ground rose in vain with the mountains, and several houses with white walls and black roofs were built on the five-meter-high height. Several figures walked out of the white walls and black roofs, all of which were in green robes and white socks.
The monks, holding wooden barrels in both hands, seemed to look for water outside the valley.
The monk's steps were very fast, and in a short while he had already rushed out of the valley and stepped over the brown rock behind him.
"Is this Beiguo Temple?" Someone's voice had already come, and it seemed quite surprising.
"Then where do you think this is here?" someone responded coldly.[
"Beiguo Temple is very famous in the Western Regions, but in such a barren valley, how many people can come to worship." Some people are still confused.
"Although Beiguo Temple is very famous in the Western Regions, Beiguo Temple is just a sect after all. How could monks practice in the secular world?" The man with glazed golden light shining among the seven people said lightly, "
The Beiguo Temple that ordinary people see is just the outer door of Beiguo Temple.”
The other six people were all white, the only difference was that the number of black marks on the mask was different. The man with the six traces on the mask showed a sudden sound, "So that's it-"
...
Dong—A dull bell lingered and shaking in the valley.
"Why is the bell sound so dull today?" He looked at the bronze bell in front of him in confusion. It was completely different from the feeling he had struck out a few days ago. He said with certainty.
"Dong--" Although he was puzzled, he still completed his task and then went for lunch.
In the deepest part of the Beiguo Temple, there was a figure sitting in the simple room, with a dry and thin body, but his eyes were still bright, but what you could feel was that his vitality was beginning to slow down
The disappearance will one day turn into a pool of candle oil like a candle under the light of fire.
"Oh—" A sigh slowly came from his mouth, "Fate birth, fate and death, life and death are the thoughts, what should come will come back, what should go will go, what should go, what should go, what should go, what should go, what should go, what should go, what should go, what should go, what should go..."
The old monk meditated here and suddenly woke up. Looking outside the door, the gray sky, a bitter smell emerged in his heart.
Then, the old monk slowly stood up, as if he was over 10 years old, so he was unable to move. After the old monk went out, a little novice monk appeared and supported the old monk and walked, "Abbot, where are we going?" The little novice monk looked at the old man.
The monk showed a hint of doubt because the old monk never went out.
"Huaye Temple." The old monk's voice should be hoarse and vague as old.
"Well..." The little shami thought for a long time before she could hear it, and then gently supported the old monk to the Huaye Temple, which was not close to.
...
The mountain city is an extremely magnificent mountain city. Although there is no gold paint on the walls, the palaces above the mountain city are exquisite and gorgeous. The carved railings and jade bricks are magnificent, which are not something that ordinary people can enjoy. [
Leng Xiaoran came to this mountain city called Beiguo Temple.
Leng Xiaoran's expression was quite distressed, because he discovered the continuous worshippers coming from the mountain city, but he did not find any monks at all, nor did he see them in the magnificent Beiguo Temple.
A bald donkey, let alone the abbot of Beiguo Temple.
"How could this happen--" Leng Xiaoran felt a little helpless. The Six Saints who met the Immortal Pavilion before actually used the Golden Cicada Escape Art and escaped from his own tracking. I don't know if it was because he discovered himself or the Six Saints were too much
cautious.
Leng Xiaoran then looked for local indigenous people along the way, and then knew where Beiguo Temple was. However, after a day of hiking, he came to this strange mountain city. The stone tablet before the mountain city did say Beiguo Temple, but
There was not a bald donkey in the mountain city, obviously not here.
Because of this, Leng Xiaoran had a slight headache. He walked on the crowded mountain city streets. He walked slowly but was thinking quickly in his heart. While he lowered his head and thought deeply, he accidentally bumped into a beggar.
"Hmm?" Leng Xiaoran looked at the beggar with a little confusion.
The beggar seemed to have become accustomed to it, and still lying on the street and couldn't get up. The people around him seemed to have not seen the beggar in their eyes. However, wherever they passed, everyone would let go of the beggar. No wonder the beggar was
Sleeping on the street with such fear.
Leng Xiaoran glanced at the beggar, then walked over, and the beggar was naturally removed from his mind.
After Leng Xiaoran walked a hundred steps, his heart suddenly stopped, "No--" Leng Xiaoran paused, and the person behind him immediately bumped into him, but Leng Xiaoran, who was as stable as Mount Tai, actually stood firmly in place, and behind him
But the man suddenly fell to the ground.
Leng Xiaoran thought that there might be some minor trouble, but what surprised him was that the people in the mountain city were not only simple but also extremely kind. After the people who fell to the ground clasped their hands to the people around him, the people behind Leng Xiaoran were also.
Apologize to Leng Xiaoran.
Leng Xiaoran showed a kind smile at this, and sat down and closed his arms.
"That beggar--" Leng Xiaoran suddenly thought in her heart, "I can't feel an ordinary person in my contemplation..." Leng Xiaoran had already determined that the beggar was not an ordinary person.
Leng Xiaoran's footsteps were flying, and although he was fast, he never touched the people around him at all. At the same time, he did not arouse the surprise of the believers around him, as if there was no man like a fog passing by in front of him.
Leng Xiaoran returned to the place where the beggar was lying, but found that the beggar had disappeared. What made Leng Xiaoran shake his head slightly was that there was a copper bowl where the beggar lay, and a small piece of paper was left on the copper bowl.
"If you want to know, come to the top of the mountain city and the top of the Buddhas' temples in Beiguo Temple." The words on the black and white paper are written in the Middle Earth text.
"I didn't expect that I would meet a master here." Leng Xiaoran thought slightly in his heart. He could see that the beggar had no malice.
Leng Xiaoran looked at it, and wherever she looked, she saw the highest point in the mountain city, which was the golden top of the Buddha Hall.
"Clang--" With a sound, Leng Xiaoran had turned around, and heard someone kicking the copper bowl over. Leng Xiaoran looked back and saw a child looking at Leng Xiaoran with a smile.
The cunning made Leng Xiaoran pause slightly and gave the child a serious look.
The golden and gorgeous clothes were covered with garments, and gems were dotted on his eyebrows and headband, making him look richer in his background.
Leng Xiaoran wanted to leave, but heard the voice of a child, tender but a little mature, which surprised Leng Xiaoran, "If you can't find the way, ask if you can't find someone. If you can't even find someone, you can ask.
God, if God doesn't want to pay attention to you, then ask yourself..." Then the child turned around and left, seemingly extremely happy.
"..." Leng Xiaoran watched the child leave, but his heart was filled with waves. "It seems that a big net secretly surrounded me..."
I don’t know why, but I feel a little uneasy in my heart, but the uneasiness is not the fear of life and death, but the discomfort of the unknown and being controlled by others.
Leng Xiaoran thought in her mind that she seemed to see many strange things on her way to the Buddha Hall.
A disabled believer actually twisted his body and slowly moved towards the mountain city. When Leng Xiaoran passed by, a kind of reverence developed in his heart, but the disabled believer turned back to Leng Xiao
However, when he looked at it, a satisfied smile made Leng Xiaoran's whole body numb. Although Leng Xiaoran understood, he still let it go for a while.
"Can the Beiguo Temple in the Western Regions be able to make people feel this way..." Leng Xiaoran looked at the Buddha Hall in disbelief. There were not many people around the Buddha Hall, so Leng Xiaoran thought it was very fast
It was just here, but when I was about to arrive at the Buddha Hall, I saw a blind man riding a donkey.
A blind man tied a black strap on his eyes, and his body was indeed a snow-white long suit, which was completely different from the clothes worn by the believers around him, but he calmly rode a donkey and slowly in the pilgrimage procession.
Moving forward, he clasped his hands together and didn't know what he was muttering.
Leng Xiaoran looked at the blind man. Leng Xiaoran could be sure that the blind man was an ordinary person and the donkey was also an ordinary donkey. However, the donkey was extremely obedient and carried his master in the team without any impatience.
Leng Xiaoran's eyes seemed to arouse the feeling of a blind man, and he looked at Leng Xiaoran in a daze. Although he couldn't see his eyes, it seemed that there was a pair of eyes looking at him for a long time in the dark.
"Strange..." Leng Xiaoran felt an extremely absurd feeling in her heart. Since entering the mountain city, she seemed to be another person who was independent of the world. Although she was very close to others, she seemed to be very far away.
But I can always see some strange people, but those strange people always respond to Leng Xiaoran's gaze, as if they are aware of Leng Xiaoran.
"It's like an illusion..." Leng Xiaoran was a little confused for a moment, and her mind was covered in mud, regardless of north or south, and she didn't know where she went.