My practice narration is weird

The stone chamber trembled slightly, but the movement was obviously not caused by Ye Wuyou.

This movement came from somewhere else.

Lianchi's expression became more solemn, while Ye Wuyou carefully looked at the movement around him.

Only Xia Anmeng, with her red dress fluttering and her big sleeves waving, showed a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"Very well, I forgive your disrespect."

With her dress swaying slightly, Xia Anmeng silently turned around, turned her back to the two of them, stood with her hands behind her back and said proudly.

"I, Xia Anmeng, have done what I have done all my life, so why do I need to explain it to others."

Ye Wuyou looked silent, but in his heart he was thinking about what you went through back then to become what Lu Caiwei is now?

[You bitch is still pretending to be in front of you, but I don’t know if you will be able to say something like this in the future when your heart breaks and you cry on the bed.]

Lotus Pond's sigh came from the side.

"Donor, you have been involved in this accident, which has really harmed the old monk."

Ye Wuyou didn't answer, just looked at the other party quietly.

Lianchi stretched out his hand and pointed gently at the boundless darkness in the passage.

"As the old monk is the gatekeeper of this place, he can naturally feel the changes here."

"I don't know what kind of great supernatural power it is that has revealed this place from the ban, and even the banned object has also come to life...

Regardless, the benefactor cannot be blamed for this matter. Time has changed and Daqian is no longer there. Yong'an Temple is no longer a Buddhist holy place. One day, this place will be exposed. "

oh?

Ye Wuyou secretly thought that banning something was not unusual, but using weirdness to ban something was a bit strange.

Perhaps this is what the narrator said interests him.

Despite this, Ye Wuyou didn't dig deeper here. He didn't even answer the other party's words and put away his curiosity.

Now that it's safe for the time being, it's time to think about how to leave.

"May I ask Master Lianchi, how to leave this place?"

"Old monk, I don't know." Lianchi clasped his hands together and looked extremely sincere.

Don’t know?

But Ye Wuyou keenly grasped the context of the words and spoke again.

By the way, he also imitated the other party and performed a Buddhist ritual.

"Amitabha, Master Lotus Pond, may I ask if you don't know the way to leave this place, or do you have no way to leave this place?"

Lianchi's face was dull, "It's just that the old monk didn't know. As the third gatekeeper who was sent to this place that year, the old monk never thought of leaving after entering, so naturally he didn't know."

This answer was barely within Ye Wuyou's expectation.

Regardless of whether the lotus pond in front of me was human or strange, I definitely didn't want to get out when I first came in.

only.

"the third?"

"Yes, before the old monk, there were two people who, like the old monk, integrated their consciousness into the Buddha's legacy. They were here long ago, long before the old monk."

"If someone could send the old monk in at that time, there would naturally be a way to open this place."

"But right now, the old monk doesn't know how to leave this place. In the old monk's understanding, once this dark sky opens, no one can leave."

Does the Great Dark Sky refer to the pitch-black space above your head?

As for the three...

In other words, there are three weird and three avenue ruins under the Yong'an Temple.

The Heavenly Prison only imprisons and collects weird things, but does Buddhism directly use weird things to ban other things?

Ye Wuyou wanted to ask, Master, are you sure that those who were suppressed by Yong'an Temple back then were not you?

Of course, these words were not spoken, but the other party's words also provided Ye Wuyou with a lot of information.

First, there are three weird beings under Yongan Temple, and if you add your own words, you can guarantee four.

Second, this place is very safe. With such a "Xia'an Dream" from thousands of years ago, it seems that no matter who wants to chase him, he can't.

Third, there is a way to leave, but I don’t know it.

Fourth, something is sealed here.

The narrator didn't give any hints, but instead hoped to explore this place by himself.

No problem, Tianyan starts.

Way to get out of here.

The little black man kowtowed twice in succession, allowing Ye Wuyou to see a scene.

It was a figure who had met once before.

A little monk.

It's him!

Bai Lu didn't see it at that time, but she really saw the other person's existence!

"Donor, the old monk suddenly remembered something. I don't know how many years ago, the old monk saw a novice monk. Unlike the old monk, he could walk freely in this underground palace without any restrictions."

"If the donor can find the novice monk, he may be able to ask how to leave this place."

"Or you can go to the other two places and look for those two old monks. They have been here longer and may know more."

Ye Wuyou nodded and then asked.

"Is that young monk someone who has the same legacy as you?"

"The old monk doesn't know, and he can't see through it." Lianchi shook his head gently.

"Then how to find him?"

"The old monk doesn't know."

"What is forbidden in this place that needs beings like you three to guard it?"

"Old monk... I don't know."

In the end, Lianchi himself felt a little embarrassed.

But he really doesn't know anything.

He explained that he himself had turned into a strange existence, and the mirror-like jade was also a dead object and could not move.

At the beginning, he was moved in by a living being to guard this place...

Ye Wuyou was silent for a long time.

"Then Master Lianchi, let's change the question. What do you know?"

This time, Lianchi finally stopped saying he didn't know.

"I know that there is an underground palace under Yong'an Temple, and I know the approximate layout of the palace. This is something that only the host can know."

"But as for what is guarded inside, I really don't know."

"After all, the time is too long. This forbidden underground palace already existed when I was born. I just heard a rumor about it."

"The one who was sealed here was a person who was about to become a true Buddha. But at the last thought, he became possessed. But I am merciful and kind, so I just sealed him up."

Possessed?

There are so many weird things to guard, and you tell me it's just a simple possession?

If it's just a simple possession, then he should be killed directly... and sent to the Western Paradise.

Unless he can't be killed.

Ye Wuyou chuckled.

"Master Lianchi, no one can hear us talking here. I'm afraid that man is not possessed by a demon, but has been completely affected by the legacy?"

Lianchi did not respond, but he acquiesced in his heart.

"Forget it, donor, you are different from us. The old monk has become a legacy. After all, you are a living person and should not be trapped here."

"Donor, please come to the mirror. The old monk needs to use the Buddhist telepathy to send you the map of the underground palace."

Ye Wuyou came to the jade mirror.

He looked a little alert.

There was still no trace of himself in the mirror, only the kind-looking old monk.

After a little reassurance, the monk could not speak in the mirror, but seemed to be able to use magical powers.

For no reason, the narration suddenly sounded.

[You immediately enter the first level of the Wuxiang Heart Sutra - No Self]

Why?

Ye Wuyou woke up in an instant, but found something unusual.

He did not enter the realm of No Self.

Instead, there was a rough map in his mind, which marked his location.

Three side halls, one main hall, and several external halls connected by other passages.

Yong'an Temple is only a small area in Dayan, with a temple and a few broken courtyards.

But the underground palace alone stretches for dozens of miles.

He checked himself again, and his qi was intact, his soul was unimpeded, and he didn't feel affected at all.

Why did the narrator suddenly say this?

Lian Chi spoke softly at this moment, the person in the mirror looked kind, and the voice came from the middle-aged Taoist behind him.

"Donor, I hope you can leave safely, but if you go to the two side halls to ask for methods, can you help me take care of one or two on the way?"

"What to look after?"

He was going to those two places to find people like Lian Chi and ask for ways to leave.

If it was something that was easy, Ye Wuyou didn't mind helping a little.

Because Master Lian Chi was a good person.

Lian Chi said: "This old monk can vaguely feel that there are many more donors from outside this underground palace. They are wandering around, but this place is not something they can explore."

"Especially the sealed main hall."

"If the donor meets someone who has bad intentions towards the main hall on the way, please persuade them to leave."

"This old monk does not want the seal in the main hall to be affected, so as not to cause disasters."

Ye Wuyou's eyes were calm, and he glanced at the old man in the mirror and clasped his fists.

"I will persuade them, but they may not listen to me. Master knows... most of the people who come here have grudges against me."

Lian Chi shook his head slightly and pointed at Xia Anmeng.

"Don't worry, donor. After all, you and I are destined to be together. I will let her follow you. If you can't persuade her, she will persuade her."

She will persuade her?

Is that persuading? That is to send the other party to transcend...

Xia Anmeng, it is really reassuring to have such a person following me.

Don't worry...

"Master Lianchi, I appreciate your kindness, but I don't know if Xia... Venerable."

Feeling the gaze from behind, Ye Wuyou changed his address.

"Does she listen to you or me?"

His voice was very light, but his eyes were very serious.

Xia Anmeng in front of him seemed to be out of Lianchi's control, but this was a strange ability after all, who knew what would happen?

If he was controlled by the other party, even if Lianchi had always shown goodwill to him.

But...the gap in power was too great.

The gap was so great that there was a sense of crisis.

Ye Wuyou swore that he had never thought that Xia Anmeng could be so strong before.

Although the one in front of him was not the real "Xia Anmeng", but a fake that was strangely copied.

It was a dead "body" without a soul and unable to perform the Dharma.

But in front of the other party, he probably didn't even have a chance to fight back.

"She doesn't listen to anyone. After all, I am not alive, and I can't fully control the abilities of the relics."

"She only listens to herself. I can't control the three coffins standing upright."

"But, I promise that she won't attack you, the donor."

[Heh, ridiculous, the old bald man knows nothing, of course she will listen to you, after all, she is your future person]

[You waved your hand and wiped off the debris and restraints on it. Although this move will make the other party slowly dissipate like rootless water, it will no longer be related to this bald donkey]

Lianchi was still saying something, but was interrupted by Ye Wuyou.

"Okay, Master, you don't have to say anything. I'm not worried at all now. I'll take her away."

Um? Lianchi looked a little surprised, but didn't say anything.

Ye Wuyou didn't say anything more, he just cupped his fists and bowed gently towards the master.

He turned and walked towards the dark passage.

Xia Anmeng didn't say a word until Ye Wuyou passed by her, then she stood up on tiptoes to follow him arrogantly.

Lianchi's voice came from behind, like a final explanation.

"Donor, you must not enter the main hall."

"If there is an emergency, never destroy any seals..."

What's the meaning.

Why should I enter that main hall?

Moreover, why does Master Lianchi still use the triple affirmation?

[Haha, is it a human or a wreck? It’s hard to distinguish truth from falsehood in the old vulture’s words. You simply don’t bother to distinguish, so you treat them all as lies]

Ye Wuyou's eyes glanced behind him slightly, but there was no response.

The figure stepped into the dark passage.

…

Ye Wuyou left.

After a long time, the middle-aged Taoist who was given the consciousness of the lotus pond slowly walked to the water and stone realm.

That calm and kind face suddenly appeared a little distorted at this moment.

But the old monk in the mirror is still kind.

The next moment, the old monk's figure in the mirror gradually showed pain, while the middle-aged Taoist's expression was extremely calm.

He suddenly spoke to himself, as if he was speaking something.

But in front of me there was only the reflection in the mirror.

"What did the old monk say? What's wrong with his last words?"

"The old monk advised him not to touch the main hall and not to break the seal. Is it wrong?"

"The old monk has no other intention, he just wants the donor to leave this place."

"Of course the old monk doesn't want to leave. The old monk is already dead and should stay here..."

The expressions on the faces of the figure in the mirror and the figure in front of the mirror changed rapidly, as if they were having a fierce argument with each other.

Eventually, both expressions calmed down.

"Send the rest of the trespassers here to transcendence."

Dozens of coffin boards suddenly opened, and the figures inside walked out, then walked into the dark passage with expressionless faces.

In the mirror, the scenery changed, but a figure suddenly appeared.

Ye Wuyou.

He has left his own reflection in this mirror.

"That benefactor is destined to me. Let that benefactor leave." Lianchi's voice revealed a plea.

The old monk in the mirror smiled and shook his head, pointing to Ye Wuyou standing next to him.

Then he stretched out his hand, passed the middle-aged Taoist in front of the mirror, and pointed at the dark passage.

The middle-aged Taoist, or the real Lianchi, looked complicated at the moment.

At this moment, it is for Ye Wuyou in the mirror to fight with the real Ye Wuyou...

But he couldn't stop the other party's actions.

Because it is the legacy of the Buddha, but it is also my own.

Is it?

He himself couldn't tell clearly what was a relic and what was a lotus pond.

Perhaps, this was just what he was thinking deep in his heart...

But then, a look of surprise appeared on Lianchi's face, and his pupils shrank, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

Ye Wuyou in the mirror was kicking the old monk next to him hard on the head.

Then, he stepped down again, causing the old monk in the "Lotus Pond" in the mirror to feel dizzy and fall to the ground, unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, before the old monk in the mirror could stand up, Ye Wuyou took the lead.

He walked out of the mirror himself.

Ye Wuyou's face that should have been expressionless was filled with a faint smile.

There was no sadness or joy in his eyes, they were extremely pure, without any delusion.

His Qi machine is not powerful, it is only in the lower three realms.

There is no "ghost" ghost hand behind him.

But when he stood there, the feeling of the lotus pond was more powerful than countless practitioners.

If the real Ye Wuyou was still there, he could tell at a glance what state "Ye Wuyou" was in at this moment.

The state of no-self.

The lotus pond outside the mirror took a step back slightly at this moment, looking puzzled.

Lianchi clasped his hands together, lowered his head, and spoke softly.

"Donor, although I don't know how you broke free from the restraints, the old monk hopes that you will not become your enemy..."

Ye Wuyou looked around quietly for a long time before looking aside.

The next second.

Qi suddenly appears.

The coffin board on the side exploded instantly, and Ye Wuyou pinned Lianchi's figure inside. His head was damaged and his figure was unable to move.

"Donor, why..." Lianchi's eyes showed confusion.

Ye Wuyou shook his head slightly, with calm eyes, and chuckled.

"Old bald donkey, are you teaching me how to do things?"

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ps: Thank you all for your rewards and monthly tickets. This text is added later and will not be charged.

It took me a long time to write and revise it before posting it. It is a bit difficult to write a large chapter involving weird things.

I wrote a weird copy before and was scolded to death.

Nowadays, I am very troubled when writing about weird things. I have to explain everything clearly.

I originally wanted to write a ghost story, but after thinking about it I decided not to.

Can you give me some suggestions? I’m not sure whether I should focus on describing the weird copy.