Mo Xian entered Diya Ridge, and it was not until this moment that he fully understood why that big pit was called Tongtiankeng. For Diya Ridge and his world, it was indeed Tongtian. It opened up a channel between the two worlds.

I could see the blue sky and white clouds outside. When I was throwing myself into it, I found that everything was gone. Countless colorful lights flashed in front of me, and no one was seen around me. The seven of them came and were separated at this time. When the colorful lights disappeared, Mo Xian was already in the sky above a large siege, surrounded by mountains, but his companions disappeared.

Mo Xian released his spiritual consciousness and checked it within dozens of miles around. They were not there, and he understood in his heart that Tongtiankeng seemed peaceful, but there was a hidden mystery. I am afraid that everyone will have their own experience.

He needed to ask someone where he was. He looked up at the sky and set the initial direction according to the direction of the sun. There was no one nearby. He looked at the mountains in the north, while the mountains in the south were gradually slowing down. He decided to try his luck to the south first.

He went south and flew hundreds of miles. He saw a temple from afar. He was overjoyed and flew in that direction.

The abbot, Zen Master Zhiyun, has been very annoyed in the past few days. Qingliang Temple is a temple in the Dharma Nature Sect. He has not learned about practice. He only talks about the theory that the middle way of emptiness of all dharmas, the two truths of truth and vulgarity, are all said, and there is no effect at all. In this mountain, there is a wild boar that has been cultivated into essence. Zen Master Zhiyun is very close to him and has learned some breathing guidance skills from the wild boar spirit. He is now 120 years old, and everyone thinks that his Buddhism is wonderful.

But the wild boar spirit is more lustful and often rapes. **** women often eat people at any time. Recently, someone asked him to come to his head. How dare he provoke wild boar spirit? He had to say that the victim had a sin in his previous life, and today it should be called the wild boar spirit.

Most people can say this, but the wild boar spirit recently harmed the county magistrate's concubine. The county magistrate was furious and called several groups of people to surrender him, but they were all eaten by the wild boar spirit.

The county magistrate asked to Master Zhiyun, the head of Master Zhiyun in Qingliang Temple. Master Zhiyun stammered and refused, saying that he did not dare to be enemies with the wild boar spirit, let alone that the wild boar spirit is friends with him.

The county magistrate failed several times and became popular. He directly used his official position to suppress others and asked him to catch monsters within three days. Otherwise, he would return all the monks in Qingliang Temple to secular life. Since he could not surrender monsters, what's the use of you?

Zen Master Zhiyun couldn't bear to give up this foundation. He was highly respected in the temple and enjoyed glory. He had not lived enough to live to such an old age.

I was so worried about food and food these days that I had no choice but to do anything, just like an ant on a hot pan.

Mo Xian fell down the light and tidied up his clothes. He walked slowly towards Qingliang Temple. Although Qingliang Temple is located in the deep mountains, the incense is still good. In addition, there have been monsters recently, Qingliang Temple has nothing to do, and more and more people are getting more and more.

Mo Xian saw a official and bowed his hand: "Old official, I was born in another place late. I have been in the mountains for several days. Where is this place?"

"Are you been in this mountain for several days?" The official's face changed.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Mo Xian asked strangely.

"We have monsters here!" The official looked around and said mysteriously.

"Oh, I'd like to hear it carefully!" Mo Xian became interested.

"We are located in Hangzhou, near the southern coast of the Song Dynasty. Putuo Mountain near the South China Sea, here is called Yushan..." He told everything he knew. Mo Xian knew. It turned out that he was already in the south of this world. He did not expect that Mo Xian was not a person in this world at all. Under Mo Xian's clever guidance, he had an understanding of this world. There are more than a dozen countries in this world, and the largest Three Kingdoms are Song, Liao and Jin. Among them, there is a Diya Ridge. Diya Ridge has a very detached status. It is said that there are immortals and Buddhas, and there are also two religions of Taoism and Buddha. In addition, the world's monsters often cause monsters to eat people.

Mo Xian figured out his location and was very interested in the wild boar spirit here. According to the official, Zen Master Zhiyun had great supernatural powers and the wild boar spirit dared not offend him, so he was located in the deep mountains and was safe and sound.

Mo Xian flashed a trace of doubt. Buddhism is not compassionate. Seeing the demons making trouble, Zen Master Zhiyun actually talked about cause and effect, saying that the victims were all debts in his previous life. Could it be that the wild boar spirit was raised by him or he was responsible for the enemy?

Mo Xian did not think about other aspects. He himself misunderstood because the monks he met were of great power, regardless of good or evil, and he did not think about other aspects. This is actually a kind of obstruction of knowledge. It is usually effective to measure everything based on his own experience, but in some special circumstances, he often falls astray.

He decided to go and see the Zen Master Zhiyun. Since he came here, he would of course go to visit the owner here first.

When he arrived at the temple, the monk Zhike was accompanying a lay Buddhist. The lay Buddhist said, "Master, can you ask Zen Master Zhiyun to subdue this wild boar spirit?"

The monk Zhike shook his head and said, "The ancestor has been busy in seclusion recently and no longer cared about the world. Needless to say, you, we will not be able to meet."

Mo Xian looked at the fat-headed and big-eared monk with red face. This monk had no skill at all, and even had no skill in the world. He felt a little strange. Could it be that there was a Qingliang Temple, and he was full of ordinary people. Even if there was something behind him, at least there was a trace.

Mo Xian stepped forward and put his hands together: "Master, I came from afar to meet Zen Master Zhiyun. Can I meet Zen Master?"

"If you want to meet a Zen master, you should have a certain identity. Please ask the donor to show your name to the famous sage!" The monk with politeness was full of arrogance. The famous sage was equivalent to the current business card, which was not owned by ordinary people.

Mo Xian sighed. He was not famous, but he could have taken it out in person. However, this was a trick. He didn't know that the so-called Zen Master Zhiyun was a plain person. He thought he was a master. If he was a master, he would not be able to play these tricks in front of him.

"I came from afar, can I be more comfortable?"

"No! The ancestor won't see any cats and dogs, you'd better leave!" The monk from the guest saw Mo Xian alone and his clothes were not luxurious. He didn't know that Mo Xian's robes were invincible. He met the Immortal Sect as a big sect, but he respected the view that the Tao was inferior to the Tao, and his clothes were not luxurious. Even if the functions were perfect, they would not appear outside. Most of them were gray.

Mo Xian smiled: "So, where is Zen Master Zhiyun going into seclusion?"

He just thought that his subordinates were pretending to be powerful, so he smiled slightly and was not angry. After he practiced, his heart gradually became calm, so he seemed very calm.

"Go, go!" The monk of Zhike simply drove people away.

Mo Xian sighed again, this time he used the trick of confusing his mind: "Master, why not get angry? I am just a guest from afar. I just ask Master Zhiyun's residence. Is a monk not as good as a commoner?"

I didn't want to use magic, but the other party was ungrateful and did not practice it, but his mind was no longer moved. But he could untied himself. He did not practice the same thing. Practice did not make people become fools, but was more flexible and not subject to various restrictions in the world.

As soon as the confusing technique came out, the monk was stunned, his eyes were confused, and he couldn't help but tell where Zhiyun was in seclusion.

Mo Xian ignored him and walked backwards. The layman was surprised. He did not understand magic. He saw that the monk had a huge difference in attitudes before and after, as if it was because of Mo Xian's words.

Mo Xian walked into the monk's room and went directly to Zhiyun's meditation room. When he arrived at the door of the meditation room, he was stunned because in his spiritual sense, there was only an old man in the middle of the door, and at most he was only keen on health preservation, and he had no introduction to practice at all.

The door opened, Zen Master Zhiyun walked out and saw Mo Xian, and Mo Xian also saw him.

"Donor, what's the point of coming here?" Zhiyun asked.

"Are you Zen Master Zhiyun?"

"I am, who are you?"

Mo Xian suddenly felt that he was deceived, and then laughed silently. He actually had prejudice. It is difficult to change his habits without blaming others. Buddhism says that he is obstructed by knowledge, while Taoism says that he abandons saints and wisdom, which requires people to be transcendent and look at things objectively. A normal mind is the Tao, and sincerity does not deceive me!

Mo Xian turned around and left, singing unconsciously:

To nourish virtue and keep the essence and unite the heart of heaven, to communicate movement and stillness to strengthen the true nature;

Throughout the world, I have been able to understand the outside world and do not be confused about the dreamer.

After singing, he laughed ah, he already understood, and his state of mind was incomprehensible. Zen Master Zhiyun was inexplicably angry. At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew up, and the wind moved around. Mo Xian sniffed slightly and smelled a demonic smell. He stopped, looking at Zen Master Zhiyun with a meaningful look, and he started to think wrong. Then this monk had a problem. I heard that he was 120 years old, his body was still strong, he was in the deep mountains, and he was not harmed by the demon. The surrounding countryside, and even the concubine of the county magistrate was inevitable. This monk must be related to this demon.

In the mountains and forests, the pine waves roared, and the incense filled the incense together said, "What a strong wind."

As the wind blows, a figure falls into the backyard: black face, short hair, long beak and big ears; wearing golden armor, holding a twelve-four Xuanhua axe.

As soon as he landed in the yard, he shouted: "Zhiyun, you old guy, I'm telling you the method of immortality, but you want to take me. Is there any such thing?"

As soon as these words were said, Mo Xian understood that this old monk lived at such an old age and had completely obtained the magic of a fairy. Mo Xian was originally surprised that Buddhist practices did not pursue the immortality of **, but eventually returned to nirvana. Now he understood, it turned out to be so.

Zhiyun's face was pale: "The king was joking, how dare I? The county magistrate begged several times, but I rejected it. How could he take the king!"

Mo Xian smiled: "You are the wild boar spirit. I'm here today, I'll get you!"

"You betray me!" The wild boar spirit was furious and roared at Zhiyun. He opened his mouth, his mouth was full of fangs and made a crack, biting Zhiyun halfway.

"Old guy, the meat is old and dry and has no taste. You are a thick and juicy meat." The wild boar spirit opened its mouth and chewed a few times. With a spit, he spitted Zhiyun's body on the ground. Poor Zhiyun always looked like a monk in front of outsiders, but was bitten by the wild boar spirit in two halves.
Chapter completed!