"Wu Xuan, now it's up to you to see if you die!"

Poseidon smiled sinisterly, and he commanded: "Equip yourself with a gas mask, and beat me into a sieve whether you see a living person or a dead person." ”

He knew that Wu Xuan had a lot of means, and it was not suitable to deal with them, and he also used an extinction-like strike method.

This time, Wu Xuan has to shed his skin if he doesn't die.

The cave gradually widened, and a little light appeared in the distance, like a road to light, which was the path of life.

Wu Xuan was suddenly overjoyed, this is the road to the sky.

As long as you can break out of this cave, you will be able to avoid the poisonous mist.

"I ...... I can't run. ”

Wang Yilei was out of breath, and she was exhausted from today's experience. She'd never run like this in her life.

Wu Xuan put it on his shoulder, and the space in the cave gradually opened up, enough for him to straighten his waist and run with all his might.

The speed of the poison gas bomb in the air red was terrifying, and it was no different from Wu Xuan, and it followed closely.

"Victory is in ...... Now! ”

Wu Xuan felt that the light in front of him was rapidly expanding, and he jumped out violently, and the rich blazing light made him a little unable to open his eyes.

On the ground, it is a soft green grass, slightly golden, lined with the sun's rays, quite beautiful.

"Finally survived."

Wang Yilei lay on the grass and breathed heavily.

At this time, it is already early autumn, and the leaves are slightly yellow, scattered on the ground and paved with golden avenues.

Wu Xuan also breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the Black God Mercenary Group should not be able to track it down in a short period of time.

Wang Yilei sat up, her proud chest rose and fell, and her beautiful eyes were even more shining.

"It's so exciting." She had forgotten her previous fear of blood.

Wu Xuan smiled helplessly: "Stimulating, I don't want to experience it a second time." ”

Suddenly, Wu Xuan's ears twitched, and he saw that the poisonous gas in the cave was rapidly pouring outward, and there was a slight sound of footsteps.

He motioned to Wang Yilei not to speak, and said angrily: "What a group of ghosts. ”

He looked at Wang Yilei and smiled: "Can you still run?" ”

Wang Yilei nodded obediently.

The two of them quickly raised their strength and ran towards the deep mountain, and behind him he heard Jack Rowe's angry roar, and a sparse voice came at the two of them.

Wu Xuan and Wang Yilei have been running, and they don't even know how long they have been running.

It was getting dark, and Wu Xuan was a little tired.

The dusk woods gradually dissipated, and a dusty stone staircase appeared in front of me, full of traces of time, covered with yellowish fallen leaves, which was very beautiful.

Going up the stone steps, you can see a simple and heavy building, which is not good-looking, but it can give people a sense of burden, which makes people awe-inspired, without the slightest blasphemy.

The vermilion walls are carved with exquisite murals, all of which are a kind and majestic Buddha, as if guarding the building.

"It's... Temple?! ”

Wu Xuan was surprised, both of them didn't expect to see a temple in this deep mountain.

Smoke rises in the temple, and it is inhabited.

Wu Xuan had seen many monks, but they were all rendered by the city's bright lights, and they had long lost their Buddha nature.

And a monk who can survive in the deep mountains and cultivate with this quiet and secluded atmosphere is definitely a real monk.

It was getting late, there were fierce beasts in this mountain, and the Black God mercenary group behind him had long since lost sight, so he should not be able to catch up, so he had the idea of spending the night.

"Here...... It can't be a black shop. Wang Yilei asked timidly.

There is a temple in this deep mountain, and it appeared in front of the two of them, and the experience of a day of life and death escape made her nervous.

Wu Xuanwan said: "How can it be, you must be too nervous." ”

Wang Yilei nodded, I hope her concerns are superfluous.

Wu Xuan was about to knock on the remaining door of the temple, but the door opened gently, and out of the famous little monk with a broom in his hand, he wanted to clean the stone steps, but he saw Wu Xuan and the others.

Wu Xuan smiled faintly and said, "Little master, the two of us are lost in playing, because it is late, I want to spend a night when I pass by Guidi, I don't know if I can be accommodating." ”

The little monk stretched out his palm and erected it on his chest, bowed slightly, and said, "The two donors, please come with me, and this matter has to be nodded by my master." ”

"Thank you, little master."

Wu Xuan and the others then followed the little monk into the temple.

The Buddhist culture is broad and profound, with a long history, and Wu Xuan also has great respect for it and will not be sloppy.

The decoration in the temple is not simple, a tall incense burner of two people is erected in the middle, and the incense smoke is swirling, which makes people feel calm.

Among them, there are four temples that sit and stand, all of which are dedicated to the famous Buddha of Buddhism.

Under the golden glazed tiles, an old monk with white eyebrows and temples is sitting cross-legged on a futon, quietly beating a wooden fish in his hands, wrapped in incense, and concentrating on suing Buddhist scriptures.

"Two donors, please wait here, I'll go and ask for the master."

The little monk spoke, paced towards the old monk, and whispered these things.

Wu Xuan saw that there was a tribute incense next to the incense tripod, so he lit it with Wang Yilei and inserted it into the incense tripod with respect.

"The old man sees that the donor is quite fated with my Buddha, and the monk is willing to give, as long as the donor does not dislike the cold temple, please do it."

The old monk put down the wooden fish, he looked at Wu Xuan, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, quite Buddha-like.

Wu Xuan said happily: "Thank you, master." ”

Wu Xuan discovered that the huge temple was only living with old monks and young monks, and no one else.

Late at night, the little monk came to invite Wu Xuan and the two to eat together, and after a day's work, Wu Xuan and the two were already hungry, so they were respectful and obedient.

In the open-air hall, there is a wooden table with a simple score and four chairs.

There are simple three taels of green vegetables and four pairs of bowls and chopsticks on the table, which is a real Buddhist practice meal.

"Amitabha, the two donors, the temple is simple, and there are many inadequate hospitality, please forgive me."

The old monk always had a kind smile, and he squinted his eyes, like a living Buddha.

Wu Xuan smiled lightly: "This is the most delicious meal we have ever had. ”

Wang Yilei nodded continuously, and after a day's hard work, she felt that the water and cabbage were so sweet.

After eating the fast, Wu Xuan regained his strength, and his eyes were full of energy.

When he saw the old monk again, he finally noticed a trace of strangeness in his heart.

He always felt that this old monk was not very human, it was estimated that he was a master, although he looked extremely ordinary, but after years of practice, his strength was deeply hidden.

But Wu Xuan can't verify it, he can't help the other party, and he has to test the authenticity of the other party's strength.

In the important land of Buddhism, he did not dare to be presumptuous.

This is a holy place of faith for the old monks, a place for them to practice.

In this deep mountain, not entangled in the world, it must be a monk who has attained the Tao.

There is not the slightest comparison with those who bathe in red dust and detach themselves from Buddha-nature.

(End of chapter)