White Bone Monkey King

Not everyone thinks that the other world at the end of the sacred tree is Shambhala.

Among the crowd who looked up at the tall sacred tree, someone calmly analyzed: "There is no Buddha or Buddha hall here, so it is definitely not Shambhala."

"If you ask me, the end of the sacred tree should be the real Kunlun Xu or the Palace of the Queen Mother of the West."

These people still refuse to give up, and are still looking for the temple left in the human world by the Palace of the West Queen Mother, hoping for the great opportunity.

Whether it was Shambhala, Kunlunxu, or the Palace of the Queen Mother of the West, these people were so quarrelsome that no one dared to climb the sacred tree at this time.

Not only because the tantric monks and Tibetans were turning around the tree to pray for the deceased sages sitting under the tree, but also because the two golden blood words on the tree warned people, and no one wanted to do so at this time. As a young person, I didn't see that even several venerables passed away here. No one knew what was going on on top of this sacred tree.

At the same time, everyone couldn't help but be curious in their hearts, what happened to these venerables, and why did they all pass away under the sacred tree?

Where are the four third-level powerhouses who rushed in before? Why was there no trace of him along the way? Have they all boarded this road to heaven?

There are too many questions, which make people anxious and suspicious, so that so many people can stay under the giant tree for so long.

Looking at the impetuous expressions on everyone's faces, Jin An lowered his eyebrows and thought. He knew that this situation would not last long. Someone would definitely be the first to take the lead, and soon there would be a second and third person. , ten people, a hundred people...

The Road to Heaven, the end of the sky, another world. This huge sacred tree that connects the three realms of heaven, earth and man hides many secrets. Everyone is eager to reach the sky in one step and become a god or immortal.

During this period, Jin An discovered that those people from Tianzhu became much quieter and no longer ostentatious after the death of the ancient yoga master Jananda and the passing of several sages.

The Tianzhu people were kneeling around the three cows and praying, praying that their three strong men could come back alive with a miracle.

The three elders of Tianzhu never came back, and their horses were also taken deep underground by these disciples and disciples of Tianzhu. They were worried about staying in that underground city.

The three sacred cows are the three-eyed deformed cow, the triangular-shaped beef walking cow, and the white yak. ​​I guess they are fed medicinal plants and elixirs on weekdays. They have bulging muscles and sharp edges like rocks, and are larger than adult bison. Going out in a circle is indeed a bit magical.

It’s no wonder that those Tianzhu people carry them wherever they go like treasures, never leaving them, for fear of being led away by others.

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Seeing that the tree-turning ceremony would be over soon, everyone began to sit down and rest in twos and threes. They took a few pieces of dry food to pay for their internal organs and had no intention of cooking.

Jin An wanted to light a fire and take a sip of the hot broth sprinkled with some snow-white salt flowers, but unfortunately in order to survive the poisonous miasma, they traveled lightly, leaving pots, pans and other unimportant items that took up space in the underground city. .

In a corner, Qi Bo was chewing on dry, tough meat. Looking at the old Taoist priest who was turning trees with other Tantric monks, he couldn't help but sigh: "Taoist Chen and Taoist Jin'an are kindhearted, compassionate, and have been together for a long time." Now, I feel more and more that Daoist Chen and Daoist Jin An are the same person."

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Jin An immediately denied it: "I don't have the habit of grinding my teeth or snoring when I sleep, and I don't have the bad habit of hiding yellow charms in my shoe insoles."

Qi Bo was amused.

Complaints are complaints, Jin An's face turned solemn: "Those Tantric monks took good care of the old Taoist along the way, and he was doing his best."

In the belief of the local people, if you go around the holy mountain or the holy lake, you can wash away the sins of your life; if you go around the mountain ten times, you can avoid the pain of hell in five hundred reincarnations; if you go around the mountain a hundred times, you can become a Buddha and ascend to heaven. A solemn and sacred ceremony.

Those tantric monks should be able to turn around the sacred tree a hundred times, and they can't finish it in a short time.

Qi Bo glanced at his young master, then turned to look at Jin An, and said with a smile: "Taoist Jin An reunited with Taoist Chen this time. After the trip to Kunlun Mountain is over, what are your plans next?"

Jin An said without thinking: "When the matter in Kunlun Mountain is over, we will go back to Wu Zang Taoist Temple in Wuzhou Prefecture and try to merge two Luogeng jade plates there to see if we can divine the whereabouts of the sharp sword. At the same time, we will go back to visit Friends, please let the neighbors know that you are safe. It has been almost a year since I left Kangding Country. Time flies so fast..."

Jin An looked at the starry sky. Although there was a dark cave wall above his head and there was no so-called starry sky, this did not stop him from looking into the distance.

Qi Bo, who did not understand Jin An's true state of mind at this moment, couldn't help but sigh: "It is true that time flies by so fast, one year after another, one day after another, one autumn after another, one generation after another. One gathering and one parting, one joy and one sadness, one bed and one bed, one lifetime and one dream. Time tends to make people grow old. Sometimes you want it to slow down, but it gathers less and separates more. Sometimes you want it to run faster. , but it can make your days feel like years..."

Qi Bo's eyes recalled.

I am immersed in the memories of my youthful flight and the passage of time.

Only Jin An and Mr. Yiyun were left dryly tearing the dried meat apart and eating each bite.

Silly Sheep was lying very quietly, probably because the power of the Dragon Ball Spiritual Liquid had not been fully digested yet, and he was just sitting still to digest it.

At this time, there was a noisy argument. It turned out that the people of Tianzhu let the three sacred cows roam around. The stench of cow dung filled the sky and made people angry.

Everyone was worried about the three elders of Tianzhu, and they tolerated these three mounts again and again, but finally they couldn't help but explode.

"They are all cattle. Look at Master Yongcuo's white cattle. They are quiet. They don't bark or make any noise. They don't pull or run around. Look at your sacred cattle. How can they be so arrogant and domineering? You guys are just like the gangsters who urinate and defecate everywhere, they are all bulls, don’t go too far! Labor and management have tolerated you for a long time!”

Seeing someone being disrespectful to the sacred cow they believed in, those Tianzhu people started arguing without retreating.

The three sacred cows didn't know why they had offended the public, and they still dropped the gifts without any scruples as before, and many people would thank them.

As everyone was delayed here, people's hearts became impetuous, and the number of disputes and frictions also increased. Finally, someone couldn't control their impatience and soared into the sky, flying up the tall and straight tree trunks.

It's Feitouman!

One after another, more than ten flying heads flew upward along the trunk of the tree!

This scene immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. Those flying heads left and came back just as quickly. Everyone couldn't wait to step forward and ask, what is above the ancient tree?

Is there really a heavenly gate that leads to heaven?

Faced with the questioning, the head of the descending master flew back to his neck. He just gave them a cold look and ignored these people. Several descending masters gathered around and began to murmur and discuss, speaking in Nanman dialect that others could not understand. .

Soon, a dozen more flying-headed barbarians flew up from the group of head-lowering masters. These head-lowering masters reached a cooperation. Each four flying-headed barbarians bit the limbs of a headless man, and the headless man or his back Or take a few people with you and fly into the sky together.

This fly.

Those Nanman surrendering masters are gone and never come back.

The people who stayed in the same place became more and more restless as they waited, with their necks raised one by one, as if they were looking forward to seeing something. They were deeply afraid that the miracle at the end of the sacred tree would be snatched away by such southern barbarians. At this moment, the white circle of the sacred tree ended.

Some people couldn't hold it any longer, and eagerly climbed up with the trunk of the giant tree whose bark was as huge as a rocky cliff.

At this time, several senior Tantric monks stood up and tried to dissuade those who climbed the tree, but those people did not listen at all. The road to heaven was right in front of them, and no one was willing to give up easily.

Even if I risk my life, I am willing to do so.

As more and more people climbed up the sacred tree, the tantric monks couldn't help but no longer tried to persuade him. The death of the Venerable was a big deal. They planned to take the Venerable's body back for a grand burial, and did not plan to climb this tree. The God Tree, instead, followed the last words of several venerables, exited this mountain, and never set foot in this forbidden land again.

Even several venerables passed away here, leaving last words before their death asking them to go back. No matter what miracles there were on the sacred tree, they did not want to pry.

The purpose of their coming here was to track down the whereabouts of several missing venerables. Faced with the warning, they did not dare to be more greedy.

Jin An and his group made a good impression on some Tantric monks. For example, the Tantric monks at Renzeng Temple were very friendly to Jin An and the others. The eminent monk Luosang from Renzeng Temple wanted to dissuade Jin An and others alone.

Jin An bowed to this eminent monk with a bodhisattva heart and said firmly, "Master Luosang, I have my own reasons for going."

Young Master Yiyun and Uncle Qi also thanked Master Luo Sang for his kindness. Young Master Yiyun traveled around the world and saw the beauty, splendor and weirdness of the world. She also wanted to know what was at the end of this ancient tree.

As for Qi Bo, wherever his son goes, his old servant will naturally follow him.

Master Luo Sang sighed, with a worried look on his face, and wanted to persuade Jin An a few words, but he did not persuade Jin An.

In the end, Master Luosang had no choice but to leave. Before leaving, he said: "I will pray for you, Taoist Master Jin'an, along the way. I hope you will return safely and come to Renzeng Temple as a guest."

Jin An smiled and said, "Master Luosang has a bodhisattva-like heart and is very kind and compassionate. Then we are very grateful to Master Luosang. We will definitely visit Rigzen Monastery."

Master Luosang shook his head solemnly: "Compared to the many people you saved outside the snow-capped mountains, Taoist Master Jin'an, your merits are immeasurable."

Throughout the whole process, Lord Jin'an said that Yiyun translated the Tubo language, and then translated the Tubo language into Chinese.

"Taoist Master Jin'an and Yiyun Lhamo must return safely. I will prepare the best tsampa, yogurt and butter tea and wait for you at Renzeng Temple. Take care of yourself."

"Master, take care of yourself along the way."

As soon as the Tantric monks left, a large open space opened under the sacred tree. It was a little deserted, but this deserted space was quickly disturbed by the noise. There were more people who didn't want to miss the opportunity in front of them, and followed the hard and uneven tree bark like dragon skin. Climb up.

The people from the five major tribes on the plateau did not leave with the tantric monks. They had gone through a lot of trouble to get here. No one wanted to return empty-handed and suffer punishment and glare from the tribe.

At this time, Qi Bo looked at Jin An hesitantly.

Before Qi Bo could speak, Jin An already guessed what the other party wanted to say and said proactively: "Let's wait here for the old Taoist priest."

It seems to be explaining and speaking to oneself: "We all have reasons why we have to go!"

He didn't let him wait long, and sure enough, he heard the old Taoist priest shouting from a distance: "Little brother, wait for me, Taoist priest!"

He saw the old Taoist priest who had changed into his Taoist robes, wore a Taoist crown on his head, Shifang shoes on his feet, and a Tai Chi Bagua sash draped over his shoulders, running panting towards the sacred tree from outside the ruins of the ancient ruins.

Since the tree turning was completed, the old Taoist priest had been looking for an opportunity to break away from the group of tantric monks, and finally rushed back to join them.

The old Taoist priest saw the goat's huge and majestic body like an ox from a long distance away. His face lit up and he ran faster.

"But I'm so worried, old Taoist. I thought, little brother, if you really leave Taoist alone, you can leave first." After rejoining, the old Taoist held his knees with both hands and ran out of breath.

Although the old Taoist priest has eaten some heavenly materials and earthly treasures since he followed Jin'an, including the longevity peaches from Dongtian Blessed Land and the dragon pearl spiritual fluid, his physical condition has not improved much.

Looking at the frail old Taoist priest, the goat on the side gave him a sideways look, as if he was mocking that even a pig should be getting better after eating so many treasures of heaven and earth.

The old Taoist priest ran too fast and was panting from exhaustion. He had no energy to argue with the goat for the time being. This is a plateau snow mountain. There are few places in Tubo that are higher than the Kunlun Mountains, and the air is even thinner in the mountains. Even an old Taoist priest who spent more than half a year training in Tubo can't carry a pair of iron lungs. I can't stop running like this.

What's more, he is still an old man.

"Taoist Chen, don't be in a hurry. Inhale slowly and then exhale deeply. Taoist Jin'an said that you have a reason why he has to go. I'm sure you will come back to join us." Qi Bo stepped forward to help the old Taoist sort out his energy and let him Old Taoist priests recover faster.

After taking a few deep breaths, the old Taoist priest gradually recovered. He grinned and said, "Sure enough, we both have the same thoughts."

Jin An glanced at the old Taoist priest who always took advantage of him in details. This time he did not quarrel with the old Taoist priest. Instead, he looked up at the endless sacred trees that had grown for countless thousands of years and frowned: "This way Neither Uncle Lin nor the three Tianzhu elders were seen. I guess that Uncle Lin and the three Tianzhu elders all boarded this suspected Kunlun Mountain building tree."

Watching the two of them playing riddles, Mr. Yiyun asked, "Who are you talking about?"

The old Taoist priest beamed with joy and said: "That's the Taoist master who soared off the ground in the underground city. He is the owner of the coffin shop opposite Wu Zang Taoist Temple! When my little brother, Xi Jian, and I first arrived in Fucheng, it was thanks to the help of this benefactor Lin that we could It's so quick to get a foothold. When we were in the dungeon a few days ago, my little brother and I felt that the man's profile was familiar, and he looked a bit like Boss Lin, but we didn't dare to confirm it without seeing him face to face, but no matter what, we It all needs to be confirmed in person.”

"Oh, by the way, we also ate little brother's peaches together."

"..."

The originally serious atmosphere suddenly disappeared as soon as the old Taoist priest opened his mouth.

Everyone has gathered, and four people and one sheep are starting to prepare to climb the sacred tree.

After just a moment's delay, the number of people gathered under the sacred tree decreased a lot, and there were many more climbing figures on the surface of the sacred tree. They were as small as ants clinging to each other, and like a group of earthworms shaking the tree.