He Has a Dragon

Along the narrow winding mountain road, the grandfather and grandson rode on the back of the morning bull beast and moved forward slowly.

When the mountain wind blows, the steep cliffs are breathtaking.

But for a demon king like Wang Le who climbed out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, it was really not worth mentioning.

The other young people walking on the mountain path were not much better. They all looked pale and did not dare to look around at all.

This made Wang Le, whose expression remained calm, look a little different among the crowd.

Liu Shiyong couldn't help but be surprised to see his grandson being so bold.

No one knows the virtues of his grandson better than he does.

I wouldn't say he's as timid as a mouse, but he's just average.

Ordinarily, walking among these cliffs, you shouldn't be so calm and composed, right? !

"I've really grown up."

Liu Shiyong, who couldn't figure it out, could only comfort himself in this way.

Anyway, it's not a bad thing to become bolder.

Buddha Mountain, where the Jokhang Temple is located, is more than 2,000 meters above sea level. It is not short, but it is not much higher.

For ordinary people, it is obviously very difficult to climb to the top in one go.

But for people like Wang Le and Liu Shiyong who ride bull beasts, don't take it too easy.

In less than half a day, many young people who had camped by the lake last night and wanted to worship at the Jokhang Temple appeared one after another in the square that was specially opened up halfway up the mountain.

Wang Le and Liu Shiyong rode the morning bull beast along the mountain road and arrived here in less than an hour.

Liu Shiyong followed the example of others and fostered his mount Bull Beast in an open space outside the square.

Anyway, there are outer disciples of the Jokhang Temple there who can’t throw it away.

However, the grandfather and grandson did not stay in the square for long, and were soon taken away by a middle-aged monk who came down from the mountain.

This made other people in the square look envious when they saw this scene.

"Little benefactor,

Is there something wrong with the scar on the poor monk’s head? "

The middle-aged monk who was leading the way suddenly turned back to Wang Le and asked with a half-smile.

Before Wang Le could respond, Liu Shiyong's face darkened and he shouted to Wang Le: "Don't be rude to Master!"

"Ugh!" Wang Le's mouth twitched slightly, and then he quickly bowed to the middle-aged monk and apologized: "Young man, please don't take offense, Master!"

At the same time, Wang Le muttered secretly: "This fantasy world is becoming more and more real. Even the Buddhists from the ancient times of the Emperor Burial Star appear here."

How could it be said that when he was on the Emperor Burial Star, Wang Le once devoured the incomplete memories of Fairy Jinghong who was distracted.

Fairy Jinghong is the powerful Mahayana warrior from the ancient times of Emperor Burial Star.

So it is normal for the incomplete memories that Wang Le devoured and read to contain Buddhist Taoist content.

The reason why Wang Le kept staring at the ring scar on the middle-aged monk's head was because the shape of the ring scar came from the Buddhist inheritance from the ancient times of Emperor Burial Star.

I saw a flesh-red five-pointed star inside the ring scar, which gave people a mysterious visual impact and was full of mystery.

It is precisely for this reason that when Wang Le saw the ring scar on the middle-aged monk's head, he immediately thought of the Buddhist heritage of the ancient Burial Emperor Star.

"Is it possible that this fantasy world evolved from the Emperor Burial Star in ancient times?"

Wang Le couldn't help but analyze and speculate in his heart.

Unconsciously, Wang Le's curiosity was aroused.

Of course, the middle-aged monk and Liu Shiyong would not have thought that the well-behaved and sensible little guy had already wandered away from the world, and he didn't know where he was flying.

After a while, under the guidance of the middle-aged monk, the grandfather and grandson took a shortcut along the mountain path to the top of the mountain.

I saw that the flattened peak was extremely vast, and there were row upon row of buildings everywhere.

Monks wearing yellow robes shuttled between the temples and pavilions, but they all seemed very quiet.

Even when groups of monks gather to talk, they do so in whispers, for fear of breaking the peace on the peak.

When the clouds roll and the clouds relax, it feels like you have arrived in the Buddhist kingdom of bliss in the west. Even the murderous demons can wash away their anger when they come here.

At first, Wang Le's eyes showed a look of indulgence and peace, but it was washed away in the blink of an eye and returned to a calm look.

To be more precise, at this time, the depths of Wang Le's eyes were full of vigilance and indifference.

"Hmph, it's really whimsical to use this Buddhist Ninghe to make me convert and let go of my attachments!"

Wang Le couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

Of course, it is possible that he is overthinking, but in this fantasy world, traps are everywhere, and it is reasonable for Wang Le to be vigilant no matter how vigilant he is.

While walking on the bluestone slabs filled with the atmosphere of time, Wang Le was thinking about the next thing he would do to worship at the Jokhang Temple.

Is it possible to really become a monk here?

This is obviously not what Wang Le wants.

But now there is no way to break the situation.

Wang Le was thinking about it and suddenly looked up at the sky with a thoughtful expression.

"Since you want to break free from the prison of illusion, wouldn't it be enough to break the void and leave this world?"

Wang Le couldn't help but think in his heart.

This is because of the ring scar, which reminds Wang Le of the Emperor Burial Star.

This made me think about what happened later on in Shattering the Void.

"Maybe you can give it a try." Wang Le muttered in his heart.

Apart from this, Wang Le really couldn't think of any other way to break the situation.

Since you want to give it a try, you have to work hard to practice martial arts to improve your strength. Otherwise, it is just a fantasy.

Although Wang Le's body's martial arts talent is really average, his soul that can't stand it is extraordinary!

Even if he did not bring his powerful bloodline and delusion-breaking Dharma Eyes to this fantasy world, Wang Le could still rely on his rich experience to increase the speed of his subsequent cultivation.

Just like that, while following the middle-aged monk to his destination, he was thinking about the next step of practicing martial arts from scratch. He unconsciously crossed half of the peak and came to a Zen monastery that didn't look like he was standing up.

When the middle-aged monk took the lead in crossing the threshold and walking into the Zen courtyard with the open door, Liu Shiyong did not follow him in immediately. Instead, he solemnly arranged his hat, belt and clothes before leading Wang Le into the door.

After passing through the quiet and deserted front yard, the three of them stopped under the eaves of the main house.

"Master, Donor Liu is here." The middle-aged monk stood in front of the door and whispered into the room.

"come in!"

Just when an old voice came from inside the house, the closed door of the main house automatically opened without wind and slowly opened from the inside.

The first thing that catches the eye is a Buddha statue and wooden fish placed in front of the central hall.

Then there was a rickety old monk wearing a red cassock, his back to Wang Le and others, sitting quietly in front of the Buddha statue.

Immediately, Liu Shiyong walked into the room, holding Buddhist rituals, and said to the old monk with a respectful face: "Shiyong has met Master Hunyun."

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