Jin An practiced archery hard for half a day.
 After practicing almost 78 out of 10 arrows hit the target.
 He carried the stone bow and the sack behind him.
 Stepping into the rain.
Hurry in the direction where Senior Gu Chu left, looking for more exotic flowers and fruits, and also collect the interest from the head of the native master growing on his neck.
It was still the same temple with an area of ​​more than ten acres. Because this time he was familiar with the route in advance, Jin An hurried on very quickly.
 But when he returned to his old place, the place was already deserted.
 Prince Xiao Ling and his party had already left long ago.
 Jin An continued on his way.
  King Xiao Ling and the others had the Wooden Yuan, a powerful tool for traveling, so they would definitely be far behind him. In order to reduce the one-day time difference that was wasted before, Jin An was busy traveling all the way, and hurriedly caught up with King Xiao Ling and the others.
 Of course.
 In order to prevent falling into the trap by mistake.
Although his goal has not changed, he frequently changes his walking route, sometimes in a roundabout way, sometimes in a few more circles, and sometimes in curves, to prevent being trapped in advance by taking a fixed route.
On the next journey, he encountered several newly collapsed small temples. Jin An guessed that it was Xiao Ling Wang and his group who did it. He did not want the latecomers to have a sheltered place to rest, and he did not want the latecomers to catch up with the seniors.
, competed with them for exotic flowers and fruits, so they took away all the lanterns.
Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, before they could catch up with King Xiao Ling and others, Jin'an, who was climbing a high mountain to overlook the distance, had to find a place to spend the night.
Standing on the top of the mountain, he saw several light sources in the distance, but even the closest light source to him was more than ten miles away, so Jin An had to speed up his journey under the heavy rain.
This temple is a bit strange. It is actually a cliff temple built on a cliff. Several precious deadwood trees that will not rot for thousands of years and are thicker than two people were driven deeply into the cliff, and a temple was built suspended in the air.
That cliff temple is not big, even much smaller than most temples, but it has an ancient and quiet artistic conception.
The Cliff Temple is several hundred feet high from the ground, and the only way to enter the temple is a narrow path carved out of the cliff.
 Without thousands of years of maintenance, the cliff path has already collapsed many times.
  Ordinary people will definitely not be able to come up.
But Jin An is no ordinary person.
Such a small challenge is naturally not a problem for him.
This cliff temple is just like other temples. The door of the temple has been breached by the outside world, and the statues worshiped inside have long since disappeared. The light sources in the temple come from an ever-burning lamp and a futon woven from straw mats.
This temple is covered with thick dust and has not been visited for thousands of years. However, the straw mat and futon are spotless. In this dilapidated and desolate world, it is rare to find peace and isolation, high moral integrity and cool breeze.
"There is a saying among the people that if the straw mat and futon are not dusted, there will be no one on the rocks among the pines." It is the practice of this senior to build a temple on a lonely cliff, survive in a desperate situation, and find a place to live in a desperate situation.
The realm must be very high. Only when the mind is pure and does not fall into dust can one sit and forget about self."
Jin An stood at the door of the temple, bowed to the long-lit lantern, the base of the statue, and the dust-free straw mat futon on the ground, and then stepped into the cliff hall.
After traveling for a day, Jin An sat down on the straw mat and prepared to take out a persimmon from the sack to satisfy his hunger.
　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ifies.
He just sat on a straw mat and futon, and it seemed like time was passing by. He was sitting quietly on a straw mat and futon in a temple to practice. The temple was filled with brilliance, rays of light, and streaks of auspicious light.
The temple has an ancient charm, and the incense is flourishing here, and the incense is burning.
At the same time, many phantoms came and went around him. They came and went, came and went, worshiped devoutly, and left believers to offer incense.
 Jin'an tried to see who they were worshiping.
But he couldn't open his eyes to see clearly who was worshiping, but he could clearly feel the people coming and going around him, and the incense was booming...
Shadows come and go around us every day, everlasting lights go on and off, go out and light up again, the sun sets and the moon rises, the moon sets and the sun rises, spring goes and autumn comes, winter goes and spring comes again, time flies, year after year.
, a small tree outside the temple gradually matured and grew into a towering tree...
Jin An gradually forgot about the passage of time.
 The mind is at peace as never before.
　 Straw mat futon opens up people’s divinity and awakens their own bodies.
 A simple and natural Taoist charm, a natural Taoist charm that has attained the Tao, emanates from him.
　　Boo!
　　Jin An woke up from Huang Liang’s dream, and the time flow around him disappeared. He returned to the real world again, and the straw mat and futon under his seat turned into fly ash. He looked at the tranquility of the years in the vast years.
 At this time, the sky outside has not yet completely darkened.
 The sky was almost the same as when Jin An first came to Yadian.
In the Tang Dynasty, Lu Sheng fell asleep and married a beautiful girl. He won the Jinshi Scholarship and was promoted to Shaanzhou Mu and Jingzhaoyin. Finally, he was promoted to the Secretary of the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Censor of the Imperial Palace. He was appointed the Duke of the State of Yan by Zhongshu Ling. His wife was
He gave birth to five sons, all of whom were high-ranking officials and well-paid, and married into high-ranking families. In his later years, he had many children and grandchildren, and enjoyed family happiness... When he woke up from the dream, it was just a dream, but Jin An discovered that he was not a dream.
The cultivation of his soul has made great progress, and he has reached the Great Perfection at the sixth level of "The Holy Art of Heavenly Demon".
 Jin An was quite surprised when he discovered this result.
Although he has been using great medicinal tonics for hundreds of years, Nanke Yimeng this time saved him a lot of practice time, as well as the Yin De used to seal the tonics.
The key point is that Jin An discovered that his spiritual soul has made great progress this time, and there are no signs of instability in his cultivation after overthrowing the achievements. The spiritual soul is strong and he sticks to the spiritual platform.
 It is said that the human heart is not enough for a snake to swallow an elephant.
Jin An suddenly regretted why he didn't confer the "Sacred Art of the Demon" several times at once when he was in the outside world. Maybe this Nan Ke Yimeng could push him to a higher peak in one go.
Jin'an visualized the calamity of calming the mind, like the divine needle of the sea, calming the mind of distracting thoughts, and then calmed down.
 A straw mat futon is no small matter.
This cliff palace has even housed saints.
He stood up and bowed solemnly to the empty base of the statue again, expressing his gratitude to the saint for his enlightenment to his descendants.
 …
 The sky outside is getting darker.
 It looks like it will be completely dark in a little while.
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps and the sound of people talking could be heard on the stone steps of the quiet empty mountain where the clear rain beat. With dark clouds overhead, a man and a woman came to this cliff palace built on the cliff to shelter from the rain for the night.
 The visitors are a man and a woman.
 The man is in his 70s or 80s, and his facial features are 50% like a weasel and 50% like an old fox.
The woman is also in her seventies and eighties, and her facial features are half like an old vixen and half like a weasel.
 They are neither monks or nuns, nor Taoist priests or nuns. They are dressed in ordinary clothes, and it is difficult to tell where they come from.
 But his arms and legs are quite neat.
As soon as they arrived at the Cliff Palace, they saw that there was no one else here, so they immediately began to look around here and there, trying to find out if there were any divine treasures in the Cliff Palace, but of course they found nothing.
 There is no awe at all.
 A grateful heart.
At this time, the sky outside had turned completely dark.
In the invisible darkness outside the cliff hall, more and more mysterious sounds began to sound, like the whispers of many people, and the screams of pain, which was horrifying.
Those voices in the darkness, lingering on the stone steps of the ancient mountain, are getting closer and closer to the Cliff Palace, and are approaching the Cliff Palace in large numbers.
The pair of old weasels and old vixens in the Cliff Palace seem to have long been accustomed to those creepy sounds in the dark night. They are still persevering in rummaging through everything in the Cliff Palace, unscrupulously and without any awe.
, seeing that they were going to turn this cliff palace that provided them with shelter from wind and rain into more and more chaos, suddenly, oops, oops.
Two screams of pain rang out in the empty cliff hall.
The old men and women who were destroying the Yadian all covered the backs of their heads and screamed in pain. Someone was throwing stones at them just now.
"who?"
 “Who’s hitting me?”
The two of them were not kind people. They immediately showed a fierce look and wanted to kill someone. Unexpectedly, as soon as they turned around, they saw that the statue of a Taoist priest was now empty on the altar!
To be continued...