Zhang Wenfeng and his donkey flew directly from one place to the next, exploring the wasteland selected in advance. They flew from Nanjiang Prefecture to Qizhou in four days, and circled around to the far west.
Chongzhou.
I traveled non-stop to eight wilderness areas and found no amazing place.
If you think about it, you can understand that there are really beautiful places with mountains and rivers that are so good that they can be identified at a glance, but it is not their turn to discover them.
Nowadays, monks from all states, counties, and counties in the Da'an Dynasty are springing up like bamboo shoots after the rain, increasing several times every year. The development momentum of Taoist temples in various sects is extremely strong.
Guardian Xie sent a message to him the day before yesterday, saying that the number of free-spirited monks registered in the Da'an Dynasty has exceeded 70, and that the Chengdaolu branches in various states will open left and right guardian positions to accommodate free-level monks who want to gain experience in the world.
Except that no one has broken through and advanced to the Golden Core Realm, everything is going well and prospering.
It implies that he has an opportunity now, so he should start as early as possible. If it is too late, the competition will be fiercer.
Zhang Wenfeng replied to the summons and stated his plan. In the next few years, he would be a wandering crane and travel around to expand his knowledge. He received the kindness of Protector Xie.
It took another two days to search in various ways according to the methods taught by the monks, and it was determined that the entrance and exit of the Bishuitan Blessed Land was at a cliffside pool called "Xilian Mountain". There were also ruins among the weeds and trees on the top of the cliff.
The traces are old and have long been abandoned.
After circling the entire desolate Xilian Mountain twice, Zhang Wenfeng landed on a stone on the edge of the cliff.
With both hands making secrets, ripples appeared in the deep pool below, and birds and water vapor rose from the depths of the water.
Not long after, the white mist filled an area of more than ten feet and slowly accumulated. For about half the time of burning the incense, the thick mist shrouded Zhang Wenfeng who was casting the spell, the donkey and the three little spirits who were looking around, making it impossible to see far.
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Zhang Wenfeng finished performing a set of opening techniques. After waiting for a moment, he raised his hand and shot three green wood auras into the slowly rotating white mist. He then threw in a shiny dark brown wood bead that the monk gave him. This is
Open token.
The fog surged rapidly, thinning at a speed visible to the naked eye. A light and shadow portal entangled with transparent trees and vines appeared above the water pool. Inside, there seemed to be bright water, lakes and mountains, and the scenery was slightly swaying with the wind.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and said, "Come in and see what good things there are in the blessed land."
He took the lead and stepped into the sky into the light and shadow portal that was about ten feet tall.
Light patterns rippled, and the figure disappeared in an instant.
The donkey, carrying three little ones, jumped forward, passed directly through the light and shadow of the tree vines, and hit the rocks. With a "Peng" sound, the gravel fell. The little Jingmei lying among the vine leaves in the tree house did not expect it.
Such an unexpected incident occurred, and the donkey almost hit a rock when it was thrown off its back.
"What's going on...you won't let us in?"
The donkey shook its head. Its body was tempered to be strong, and the impact could not hurt its fur. When it turned around, it saw the light and shadow portal disappearing into the sky, and the remaining mist was blown away by the strong wind. It shouted in confusion.
Lu Xin'er, Lu Chan'er and Hua Fenglan were flying in the air, discussing together.
Hua Fenglan read a lot of classics and analyzed: "The blessed land is the same as the secret realm. Some rules are that you can only enter if you are destined. The three of us and Lu Zijin have no fate with this blessed land, so we can't force it."
The donkey was dumbfounded and shouted: "Then let's... wait here for the master of the temple to come out?"
After gesticulating for a while and scratching out a few words with her hooves on the dirt, Hua Fenglan understood the donkey's meaning and said: "I heard the monk said that this is just one of the entrances and exits of Bishuitan Blessed Land. The visitor may not be here next time.
here."
"What should we do? Go back and wait?"
"It's safer to go back and wait."
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Zhang Wenfeng is suspended in the air. Below is a piece of blue water, about seven or eight miles in size. There are several rocky islands above the water. Beyond that is the dry and cracked mud of the water. The trees are dead. Farther away, there is yellow mist and hot air.
Under the steam, the scenery is distorted and shadowy.
Feeling the blazing sunshine and thin spiritual energy, the condition of this blessed land is not optimistic. It is estimated that it will fall apart in the void in a few years.
After waiting for a while, the donkey didn't appear, so Zhang Wenfeng muttered: "Can't they enter the blessed land?"
Scanning the far and near islands and water shores, he found traces of birds, snakes, rats and other small animals. The environment here continued to deteriorate, and the weeds and trees were not growing well. He felt that this world was desolate and wild, and that the time was running out.
gas.
Landing on a small island with relatively lush vegetation in the middle of the water, the heat has gone and I feel much cooler.
There are remnants of bricks and stones in the grass on the island, which are not small in size, indicating that monks lived here a long time ago. A group of white water birds were startled. Zhang Wenfeng checked the island and found no spirits or little monsters.
Stand at the edge of the island and explore the bottomless blue water below.
He guessed that the treasure the monk asked him to find should be hidden in the water, so he was not in a hurry to get into the water. He considered getting familiar with the environment of the blessed land first and walking around. It was also a unique kind of travel to see a blessed land come to an end.
After waiting for more than a quarter of an hour, I saw that the donkey and the three little fairies had not yet appeared.
He shook his head helplessly. They couldn't get in, and they had no chance with this blessed place. He flew into the air, and slowly made seals with his hands. He didn't feel the slight movement of the water breath gathering and flowing. His heart sank, and he quickly took out the monk and gave it to him.
Another wooden bead token still cannot feel the fluctuation of opening the portal.
He originally wanted to give it a try and make sure there was a safe way out before exploring around.
At this time, he found that he could not open the door to go out, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. The situation was not good.
After trying several times, there was still no sign of opening the door when he lowered it to the water. He collected the wooden beads, decisively stretched out his left index finger, revealed the dark energy ring that had not been used for a long time, and quickly drew a square frame in the shade of the island.
No ghost gate appeared in the sky, and the last glimmer of hope was dashed.
This is a desperate place that can only be entered but cannot be left, or it is more appropriate to say it is a dead place where life is gradually extinguished.
It is completely isolated from the outside world and exists like a forbidden place.
Zhang Wenfeng flew down to the island in a daze, his mind spinning rapidly. There was no reason for the monk to deliberately deceive him into entering the desperate situation. He watched the monk's true nature revealed after breaking the precepts. The Buddhist path that the monk practiced was a good path and was contrary to the "Tao".
, if the monk does it, it means he has trouble with himself.
Then, it can only be caused by changes in the aura and waters of Bishui Pond Blessed Land that have dried up to a certain extent.
Because the monk gained something from seclusion, he needed to go back to the temple for seclusion to attack the situation. He gave up coming to the blessed land to explore opportunities and escaped. At this time, he was alone and had no one to discuss with him.
Big trouble.
I sat on the rocks beside the island and thought hard about countermeasures.
Negate every method, and before you know it, it is when the sun sets in the west, the water is sparkling, and the setting sun is like blood.
The birds were chirping and flocked to the trees on the island. For a while, it seemed very lively.
Zhang Wenfeng watched as the sky darkened little by little, until the night was like a shroud, and it was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers. He heard the faint sound of howling trombones coming from far away, and the forest was suddenly as silent as death, and the birds did not dare to fly.
Tweet echo.
He frowned slightly. The dark night didn't have much effect on him. His spiritual eyes and consciousness could scan the surrounding area for several miles.
Then I heard more strange noises, and I didn't know where they were coming from.
Listening to this momentum, there are many strange things in the darkness, roaring around the water, one after another.
The wind has picked up and howling in the sky.
It seems that it is just above the treetops of the island, and the yellow sand is rolling.
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