Seeing the master and servant leaving, Li Xiuyuan shook his head, smiled, and looked away.
"The donor just now is interested in the thousand-year-old sacred tree on the mountain behind the temple?" At this time, Master Kong said with a smile.
From the previous conversation, he had learned that this old monk was the previous abbot of Lanruo Temple. His dharma title was empty. He was the most prestigious master in Lanruo Temple. Many people respected him and he was famous.
Taoist monk.
Li Xiuyuan's expression changed slightly: "I'm a little curious."
"If the donor wants to go and have a look, the old monk is willing to lead the way." Master Liaokong said.
"Master, please lead the way." Li Xiuyuan said.
With a smile on his face, Master Lokong led Li Xiuyuan and others into the Main Hall.
"If you pass through the Main Hall, you can go straight into the backyard and see the sacred tree immediately."
Li Xiuyuan nodded. The master of emotion took him a shortcut, but when he passed by the Main Hall, he suddenly stopped and was attracted by a mural.
The mural depicts the scene of fairies picking flowers and flying into the fairy palace.
Each fairy depicted above is graceful and beautiful. They are dressed in fairy clothes, flying in the clouds and mist, and smiling beautifully, which makes people enchanted.
A sudden realization.
Li Xiuyuan suddenly saw a barefoot, graceful fairy rising out of the mural, flying down from the mural with a smile on her face, and slowly flying towards him on auspicious clouds.
"I am a fairy in the sky. Master, would you like to accompany me to the fairy palace? If you are willing, please hold my hand and I will take you to fly to the fairy palace."
The barefoot fairy stretched out her slender hands and smiled.
Li Xiuyuan was suddenly surprised. You must know that he has an exquisite heart with seven orifices and cannot see through any illusion, but there is no way to explain the current things.
Is it an illusion?
It seems not. The barefoot fairy in front of him is really incomparable. He can even smell the fragrance coming from this fairy.
Is this really the road to immortality?
Li Xiuyuan subconsciously wanted to grab the hand of this barefoot fairy and go to the fairy palace to have a look, but suddenly he saw that the scene on the mural had changed.
Below the original picture of fairies picking flowers, there is another picture. In the picture, all the people are in the fire and darkness, wailing and struggling, and there are all kinds of monsters and ghosts raging in the sky. These monsters devour the people, harm the common people, and cause endless harm.
Killing.
"Now that you have gone to the Immortal Palace, everything in the world has nothing to do with you. Besides, there are so many sufferings in the world. How can you be as free as flying into the Heavenly Palace? Today I have a fate with you, and I am willing to take you to the Immortal Palace to live there forever." The Barefoot Fairy said softly.
Li Xiuyuan suddenly laughed: "I have no ambition to serve the people, and it is extremely difficult. There are cries everywhere in the mountains and rivers, and the world is suffering. I am a mortal, how can I be greedy for pleasure and avoid entering the fairy palace? The fairy should invite someone else. This time
I, Li Xiuyuan, accepted the kindness."
"If that's the case, then I won't disturb the young master."
With some regret and regret, the barefoot fairy took back her jade hand, turned around and flew away, flying into the mural and becoming a relief sculpture again.
After everything returned to calm, Li Xiuyuan suddenly came back to his senses and found that everything in the main hall was normal. There were no fairies or palaces. There were only pilgrims burning incense and worshiping Buddha. The mural in front of him was just a painting.
It's just an ordinary mural. Everything before seems to be an illusion and never happened.
But he seemed to still be able to smell the faint fragrance left by the fairy when she left.
"Master, did you see what happened just now?" Li Xiuyuan asked with a somewhat surprised expression.
"Amitabha, the donor was attracted by the mural just now. He stopped and watched it for a full hour. The old monk didn't know what happened to the donor." Master Liaokong said with a smile.
Li Xiuyuan's expression changed slightly, and he actually stopped and watched for an hour?
It was obvious that he just stayed there for a while.
But when I looked at the sky outside, I found that it was really dark, and the number of pilgrims was much fewer than before.
For a moment, I felt shocked and suspicious in my heart.
Could it be that one day my delicate and delicate heart will be evil? Did my cheap master lie to me?
"Donor, there is no need to be surprised. Perhaps everything the benefactor saw just now is just an illusion in the benefactor's heart, an evolution of the benefactor's heart." Master Liaokong said again.
At this time, Li Xiuyuan thought about the appearance of the barefoot fairy. It was exactly the same as the appearance of Widow Du in Xiahe Village. The pair of jade feet were as exquisite as the one that Widow Du presented to him that day. As for those monsters and ghosts, weren't they just in his mind?
Are there the Thousand-Year Centipede Spirit, Thousand-Year Tree Spirit, zombies and ghosts that I have been thinking about these days?
When he thought of this, he smiled and shook his head.
"What the master said is absolutely true, everything is just an illusion in my heart."
With a clear thought, my heart suddenly became enlightened.
Master Liao Kong put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the donor is so understanding. If everyone in the world is as enlightened as the donor, the world will be truly peaceful."
"Master, you are so complimentary. If you hadn't woken me up, I would still be trapped in an illusion and unable to extricate myself." Li Xiuyuan returned the greeting.
"Amitabha, it was the donor who saw through the illusion and struggled out. It was not the old monk who pointed it out. Just now, if the donor wants to see the sacred tree, please come here." Master Liaokong said.
"No, it's getting very late today, so it's not convenient to disturb the master any more. I wonder if I can stay at your temple for one night. I'd be very grateful." Li Xiuyuan said.
He was a little worried about going to look for the sacred tree that might be the thousand-year tree demon at such a late hour, so he might as well go and have a look tomorrow.
"A monk naturally wants to make things easier for others. The old monk here asked a disciple to take a few of them to the side room to rest." Master Liaokong said.
"Thank you, Master." Li Xiuyuan said.
After a while, a young novice arranged a room and fast meals for Li Xiuyuan, Tieshan and several others.
After having a fast meal, Li Xiuyuan did not feel sleepy at night. Instead, he was in high spirits. All he thought about were the magical things that happened in the Main Hall during the day. For a moment, he couldn't help but walk out of the house and wanted to go to the Main Hall again.
Go take a look and find out.
"Master, aren't you going to sleep?" Outside the door, Tieshan was always guarding him, never leaving.
Li Xiuyuan said, "I don't want to sleep. I want to walk around. You can go and rest first. There is no need to protect me."
Although this is Lanruo Temple, looking at the temple's bustling appearance, it is impossible to think of any demons and ghosts haunting it.
"Young Master, how can this be done? The master has ordered me to protect the young master at all times," Tieshan said.
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said: "With my martial arts skills, do I need your protection?"
Tieshan immediately smiled awkwardly when he thought that the eldest young master could carry a seventy-two-pound gun and shoot a three-stone bow on a daily basis. His martial arts skills were better than anyone else in Guobei County.
"Go back and rest, but be careful and don't sleep so hard. I'll be back soon after walking around." Li Xiuyuan signaled.
"Yes, young master." Tieshan responded and entered the side room next to him.
"Tick~!"
Just when Li Xiuyuan walked into the yard, a stone wrapped in a piece of paper was thrown at his feet.
Xun Sheng looked around, only to see a woman's figure passing by at the far door, leaving quickly with the sound of hurried footsteps.
"Um?"
Li Xiuyuan became a little confused, but he still curiously picked up the piece of paper. When he opened it, he found a line of elegant handwriting written on it: Yesterday, I reunited with you at the same place.
"is her......"
Immediately, in his mind, he thought of the pretty woman with whom he had some misunderstandings during the day.