Zuo Ling smiled and said, "Then go down!"

The three of them flew down, and Shi Xiaolian said curiously: "What treasures are there on this island?"

"Of course there are, at least there are volcanoes. Just a volcano can cause a lot of things to spew out of the ground, such as earth fire gold, fire marrow, etc., which can be found in the crater." said the little monk Cichan.

"Then let's go to the crater." Shi Xiaolian said, and the three of them walked towards the highest peak of the island, but none of them noticed that there was a slight mist on the ground. As the three of them walked, Zuo Ling suddenly felt something was wrong.

"No, it alarmed the Five Elements Void Dragon Elephant!" Zuo Ling sighed, "It's also not good for me. Xiao Lian wants to come down and should stop her. I heard that."

"Then let's take off!" Shi Xiaolian said, about to fly up the weapon, and suddenly her face changed, "What's going on? I can't take off on it!"

"It's useless. The five elements of the virtual dragon and elephant are not consciously controlled, but they are born in illusion and reality. It can be said that at this moment we are in illusion." The little monk Cichan said.

The little monk Cichan was not panicked, and he looked calm. Seeing his calm look, Shi Xiaolian felt relieved and said, "So is there any way to break it?"

"Everything in the world is illusory. A poet said that life is like a dream. There are in the Diamond Sutra. All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows, like dew and lightning. They should be viewed as such. Perhaps it is a good opportunity to experience the impermanence of the world. When you only refer to your original heart, illusions are of no use to you." The little monk said with a serious face.

While talking, somehow a big river appeared in front of me. The river water was muddy and yellow. In the river, countless heads were vaguely seen rolling in it.

Shi Xiaolian was shocked. What kind of river is this, so she was about to go up and see. Zuo Ling grabbed her: "This is Wangchuan, which can dissolve everything."

"Wangchuan, isn't that in the underworld? How could it appear here?" Shi Xiaolian asked in confusion, "Is it an illusion? If it is an illusion, if I enter it, it should be fine."

"You can't enter, this is an illusion, but illusion can kill people. Death in illusion is the same as dying normally." The little monk said with a serious face.

"What should I do? I can't get through it." Shi Xiaolian said, as he was talking, a wooden board flowing down from above, and there was a corpse next to it. When the little monk saw it, he recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

A golden light shot out from his palm, and he grabbed the wood in the river. With the golden light, the wood suddenly changed and the river water also surged. In a blink of an eye, a broken wooden bridge stood on the river surface. A wooden bridge appeared on the surging river surface. The little monk recited the Buddha's name again. Shi Xiaolian said admiringly: "You really have you, little monk, how did you do it?"

"In the illusion, people and wood are about to stop, but I just refuse to believe it. Using wood as a guide to become a bridge, but unfortunately I can only do this." The little monk Cichan said with his hands together.

Shi Xiaolian didn't understand, and Zuo Ling unexpectedly glanced at the little monk: "The Buddha said that the Buddha is the biggest illusionist, and the little monk is not bad either."

The little monk scratched his bald head with his hand and murmured in a low voice: "It seems that although those three old guys are unreliable, they can still believe their words sometimes."

"What?" Shi Xiaolian didn't hear it clearly. The little monk Ci laughed: "It's nothing, let's get on the bridge!"

After saying that, he stepped onto the small bridge in one step, which was only for one person to walk on. Moreover, as soon as the little monk stepped onto the small bridge, the small bridge seemed to be too heavy, and he started to moan and shake.

"Can you do it? Little monk, I found that this small bridge seems to be overwhelmed and is about to collapse at any time. You are just like this. Let's go up, can we do it?" Shi Xiaolian said worriedly.

Zuo Ling urged Shi Xiaolian to go up the bridge as soon as possible. When she came to break the back, Shi Xiaolian went up the bridge in fear. Looking at the turbulent river water under her feet, skulls seemed to bite the bridge pier one by one, creaking, and some skulls actually came up along the bridge pier. Shi Xiaolian panicked, and a piece of rotten wood fell down under her feet, almost stepping on the air, and her look was lost. Zuo Ling's voice sounded in her ears: "Don't look down, follow Ci Chan's steps."

Zuo Ling's voice seemed to have a magical power. Shi Xiaolian calmed down suddenly and followed Ci Chan's steps. Seeing that he could see the other side, she looked back and was so scared that she almost screamed. Ci Chan turned around, grabbed her, and stepped onto the other side.

What did she see? It turned out that she saw Zuo Ling walking step by step. As soon as she walked past, the bridge behind her silently collapsed, and Zuo Ling seemed not to notice it.

Zuo Ling calmly went up the shore and said, "Sister Xiaolian, a practitioner, has a landslide in front of her eyes and her heart is not moving. I told you to look at the steps of the little monk, but you just want to turn back. The illusionist is born from the heart. The little monk Cichan opens up a channel with his will. Everything is an illusion and you cannot see through it. When you follow it, your will will also be disturbed. The more you panic in your heart, the greater the interference."

Shi Xiaolian suddenly realized and her face turned red. She said, "Sister Zuo Ling, is it useless for me? Even a little monk can't compare to?"

Zuo Ling sighed: "You don't know how to be blessed in your body. Master Lu Ru is originally from the Demon Sect and is good at dealing with people in the soul. Teacher Mo Xian is a Taoist and Buddhism. Your brother is a reincarnation of a Taoist master. You are a childlike heart. In terms of combat power, you are stronger than a little monk, but you are not as good as a little monk in spiritual cultivation. The little monk is also strange. Although his merits and deeds are the lowest among the three of us, they are very consistent with what they do. Little monk, what is your origin?"

The little monk said with a bitter face: "Two fairy sisters, the little monk has no Taoist practice. It's just a coincidence that those three immortals will make me suffer."

"You said those three masters had expected it long ago?" Zuo Ling said.

"Those three immortals are not allowed to say it well, pretending to be mysterious and silent. Each of them gave the young monk a verse, saying that the secrets of heaven should not be revealed, and the young monk was also frightened." The young monk screamed, his mouth full of flowers, making Zuo Ling not know whether it is true or not.

"What three verses?" Shi Xiaolian asked curiously.

"You can't say it, you can't say it. Once you say it, the secrets of heaven will be in chaos." The little monk Ci Chan said.

"You are looking for a fight, tell me quickly!" Shi Xiaolian made a move and wanted to fight.

"Don't hit me, I'll say, I'll say!" the little monk hugged his head and shouted. Zuo Ling was about to stop Shi Xiaolian, but he stopped seeing this, but he wanted to listen.

"The young spring boy died with him, and he met a stone swallow and flew alone;

Fly into the Ice Palace, and the three of them went to Beiming;

Dugu Nobi can stop him, Yuanmao is a demon;

Forget the river and the wood form a bridge, and the golden body follows the underworld;

The five colors and the five elements are combined, and the illusion turns into dragons and elephants chase;

When the sky collapses and the earth falls, all things come back to it."

The little monk casually said a verse that looked like a poem but not a poem. Zuo Ling frowned and saw it clearly in the past. But behind the Forgetful River and Wooden Bridge, Shi Xiaolian was thinking, and asked again: "Where are there two verses?" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!