It didn't take long for Wang Zhe to find the two jujube trees in the mountain. The two ancient trees were very close to each other, not more than ten feet apart. They had lush branches and leaves.

Wang Zhe felt the slightest breath of innate wood among the two trees.

It is indeed a spiritual root, extraordinary.

It's a pity that there are no flowers and no fruits.

Then he found the spiritual spring, which was not far away from the two jujube trees. The water from the spiritual spring flowed downwards and seeped into the ground, just enough to nourish the two jujube trees.

Wang Zhe circled the island,

This island is really nice. It is isolated offshore, rarely disturbed by people, has extraordinary aura and beautiful scenery. It is a treasure place suitable for spiritual practice.

But Wang Zhe doesn't like it here. It's just a feeling that he doesn't want to practice here.

I came here originally because I wanted to find a place where I could practice for a long time.

However, this trip was not in vain, and the harvest was still very rich, including more than a dozen ancient books, a dragon staff, and an inverted horse stake.

In the cave, the young master secretly hid several ancient books.

The monk carrying the sword also put the two sword manuals into the wishful bag.

The Taoist put away more books, and took two books from each shelf. No matter what the content of the ancient books were, he put them all in his sleeves.

Only the sloppy monk did nothing.

After Wang Zhe left, he also left. Wang Zhe walked around the island, and the sloppy monk followed suit.

"Monk, why are you following me?" Wang Zhe turned and looked behind him.

The sloppy monk walked out from behind a tree not far away.

"The poor monk Pu Ding wants to ask the donor to clarify his doubts." The monk said truthfully.

"Clear the doubts?" This request surprised Wang Zhe.

"speak."

"May I ask, donor, how to kill the inner demon?" Monk Puding asked.

"Heart-killing Demon?"

Well, Wang Zhe thought about his past practice.

After passing every level, it seemed like I didn't encounter any inner demons.

"What is the inner demon?" Wang Zhe asked rhetorically.

"The worries in my heart are difficult to eliminate. Over time, they become demons." The monk said truthfully.

"What are monks afraid of?"

"I'm a poor monk, I'm afraid of death," Monk Puding said after hesitating for a moment.

It is normal to be afraid of death. Monks are also human beings, and because they have lived long enough, they are even more afraid of death than ordinary people.

Take the two masters and disciples on this island. In order to survive, the master wanted to eat the disciple, but he was eaten by the disciple instead.

Whether Wang Zhe was afraid or not, he would probably be afraid in a life-or-death situation, but he had never thought about it carefully.

Inner demons, inner demons, you will become a demon if you think too much.

If you don't think about it, where will the demons come from?

Not all monks will have inner demons during their practice.

But once the inner demon arises, it is difficult to eliminate it. To eliminate the inner demon, you must first "see through" it.

What this monk has to see through is the most difficult "view of life and death." Only by seeing through life and death can we have no fear of life and death.

"A monk wants to seek transcendence?"

"Who in Buddhism doesn't want to seek transcendence, and who in the world doesn't want to seek transcendence?" Puding asked rhetorically.

"I think the monk thinks too much about one thing. The more he thinks about it, the more afraid he becomes, and the more afraid he becomes, the more he thinks about it.

Has the monk ever traveled all over the world?"

"To be honest, the poor monk is traveling around the world and has met many eminent Buddhist monks and foreign monks, but their words cannot make the poor monk understand."

"There are three thousand avenues. Everyone's path of cultivation is different, and their views on life and death are also different.

I am walking my way, and the monk should walk the monk's way,

The monk might as well take a break and do other things, see more of the ordinary people and taste the suffering of the world.

Do something you want to do but have never done before,

When you really face death, look back at your life,

It’s still exciting and not mediocre, that’s enough!”

After hearing this, Monk Puding lowered his head and thought.

"This monk must have gone too far." Wang Zhe thought to himself.

People who are arrogant are usually difficult to enlighten, and monks are probably even more difficult to enlighten, because they are good at enlightening others, and it is difficult for doctors to heal themselves. This is the principle.

Wang Zhe ignored him and turned around to leave the island.

The ship we came from is still there,

This was decided when they boarded the ship.

After sending them here, they also had to take them back, but the boatman only promised to wait for them for three days.

The boatman was also on tenterhooks,

This sea is too weird,

"Why haven't you come back yet?" Every hour or two, he couldn't help but look in the direction of the island.

At this moment, suddenly there was a person, a dog, and an eagle on the deck of the ship.

Wang Zhe took Laifu and Tuanzi back to the deck,

"Sir, you are the first one to come back." The boatman jumped, and then he breathed a sigh of relief after seeing clearly that it was Wang Zhe.

"Shipman, where are you from, right?" Wang Zhe raised his finger and pointed in a direction.

"Yes, yes, it's roughly in that direction." The boatman nodded.

"Thank you." Wang Zhe left him an ingot of gold.

"You're welcome. You can go to the cabin later. They should be here soon."

"I guess they won't be able to come for a while."

After speaking, Wang Zhe took Tuanzi and Laifu into the air and disappeared.

"Hey, why is it gone again?" The boatman and the waiter were stunned again.

Wang Zhe's body was shining with light, and he was flying above the clouds with Laifu and Tuanzi, with the boundless sea beneath him.

The island behind him is getting smaller and smaller,

The remaining monks found the two jujube trees,

"This is the spiritual root of heaven and earth. If you eat a date, you can live for decades longer. It's a pity that we came at the wrong time." The Taoist said.

"How long will it take for him to mature?" The young man on the side asked hurriedly after hearing this.

"You see they don't show any signs of blooming. I'm afraid it will take decades, even hundreds of years."

"So long?!" The young man was stunned after hearing this.

"Then we can only come back next time. It's a pity. It would be nice if we could move them away."

"Don't even think about it. If this kind of spiritual root is moved, unless one has extremely profound magic power, it is very likely that it will be moved directly to death."

"There is also a spiritual spring here."

They soon discovered the spiritual spring again.

The spiritual energy exuding from this spiritual spring is almost visible to the naked eye.

"This should be drinkable, right?"

Several people looked at me and I looked at you, but no one dared to be the first to drink.

"Hey, where are those two people?"

They looked around, and the young man suddenly flew up, shaped like a roc, and rushed into the grass.

After a while, he came back again with a rabbit in his hand.

He squatted down by the spring, took out a small jade cup from the Ruyi bag he carried with him, scooped out some water, and fed it to the rabbit.

After drinking, the rabbit blinked his eyes and wiped his mouth with his front paws, with a frightened expression on his face.

After letting go, he jumped away.

"It looks like everything's fine, you can drink."
To be continued...