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Anyang felt that he was walking underground, and he felt that he was flying above the clouds, and sometimes his body was wet and cold as if he was wrapped in water, and the occasional slight feeling of weightlessness even gave him the illusion that he was breaking away from gravity.

Suddenly, it was as if he had bumped into something.

"Boom ......"

The sensation of impact was transmitted to him at the first moment, followed by the sluggishness of rushing into the mire, the jolting sensation of entering the chaotic airspace.

That kind of sluggishness is not slow, but like the discomfort caused by the all-round failure of bodily functions, and the bump is not shaking, but the shaking of people constantly up and down hundreds of meters in the air, challenging the limit of human collapse.

An Yang finally knew why Bai Long wanted to remind him on purpose, because this kind of turmoil was likely to be unbearable even with his current strength, if he was an ordinary person, he might not be able to use his body for a second, and his body would explode due to all kinds of pressure!

Fortunately, the white dragon didn't lie to you, this feeling is only for a moment, just rush out of the big array.

I don't know how long he flew, but after that situation just now, he had no concept of time, he only felt that the speed of movement gradually slowed down, and he was finally down-to-earth.

Before he could fully appreciate the peace of mind brought by this stability, a salty, wet and faint fishy wind blew in his face, blowing his hair and clothes up, making it extremely cool. At the same time, the sound of the waves sounded in his ears, gradually becoming clear from blur, and his five senses seemed to be gradually recovering.

The white light faded, and he opened his eyes, and found himself standing on the edge of a cliff, in front of which was the endless sea, and if he took one step forward, he would step into the air and fall into the sea.

The sea is a gradual process of gradual change from deep blue to light blue from far to near, and the shallows near the shore are cool fruit green, and the sea water is stirred up by the wind and beats the cliff wall over and over again, splashing white foamy waves, and so on for many years.

But unlike the softness of the view, it is very powerful up close. The big waves crashed against the cliff wall with a lot of momentum, fast and fierce, making a loud sound like a cannonball exploding!

"The Power of the Sea ......"

An Yang breathed in the air with the smell of the sea, stared at the cliff wall that might be ten meters high at his feet, and the water foam brought by the waves could even splash on him, and then stared silently.

The ability brought by the sixth-level demon body can be called against the sky, although he didn't dare to challenge what kind of existence could kill him, but this little discomfort in his body quickly recovered as before. In the blink of an eye, he began to examine the coast, and then felt out the peep disk and looked at it.

There is a rough map of the mortal world on it, and I wonder if if the person who finds it out is in the heavenly realm, whether this object has the ability to show the map of the heavenly realm as well.

From the perspective of the mortal world alone, the four continents are almost all of the mortal world, and beyond that, there are many small overseas islands. While some islands are comparable to the real-world Americas in terms of size, they can only be described as overseas islands compared to the other four continents.

He knew the four continents, and he was still in Dongsheng Shenzhou, but he was already on the other side of the opposite side of the white dragon.

Anyang stayed for a while, strictly implementing the idea that Daoming Taoist said that you can't stay in one place for too long, and immediately condensed the white clouds and soared away.

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Of the three red dots, the nearest one is on the boundary of a region called Great Wilderness Mountain in Nanzhan Buzhou.

This place does not have much mythological color, and the reason why it is called the Great Wilderness Mountain is entirely because it is full of barren mountains, which stretch into a large area, and it is difficult to enter it for marching and fighting.

Anyang followed the direction pointed by the arrow, and the white dot where he was located was slowly approaching the red dot. But this is not a map with humanized functions after all, when two small dots of different colors almost completely coincide, there is at least a hundred miles of error, which needs to rely on the arrow to find slowly.

The white clouds silently crossed the mountains, and suddenly, the arrow that had been pointing forward on the peeping disk reversed.

An Yang immediately braked sharply and looked to the rear.

He saw a mountain hundreds of meters high standing at his feet, there was a temple on the mountain, there was no incense, but it seemed to be cooking, and a puff of vertical cooking smoke came out of the chimney.

An Yang tried to fly back again, but just as he flew over the temple's head, the arrow reversed again.

"Looks like this is it!"

The precision of the peep disk can reach such a level, which is also beyond his imagination. When there is a lack of effective positioning equipment on the target, it can be found so accurately, and such technology has killed modern positioning technology for a few streets.

Anyang put away the peeping disk and flew down quietly.

He first landed at the foot of the mountain, then walked up the damp and narrow steps that were already covered with moss, like a pilgrim, and walked step by step to the temple gate.

The temple is not dilapidated, but it is clearly many years old, as can be seen in the weathered doorposts and the polished stone slabs in front of the door. The two majestic stone lions in front of the door have accumulated a layer of dust, which is not the dust that fell later, but the weathering itself, so the monks dare not wipe it.

There are often many monks in troubled times, one can eat together, the second can avoid disasters, and the third can escape the government's forced conscription, so there are many monks in this temple.

An Yang stepped into the gate of the temple, glanced left and right, and walked towards the main hall of the temple.

Beside him, a thin old monk in a gray monk's robe swept the dust on the ground with a large broom made of spotted bamboo, and there seemed to be nothing else on the ground except dust. Inside the door, on the bluestone flower platform, sat a little monk with a withered face, holding a scripture book and shaking his head.

There is a pear tree growing in the flower bed, it is summer, and it is full of fruit, but it is not fully ripe.

The little monk would look up after reciting the sutra for a while, during which he would stand up and wave his hand to drive away the birds that flew in.

There's even an old yellow dog on a leash in the corner......

An Yang approached step by step, and the old monk raised his head to look at him, his eyes were already cloudy. The little monk didn't notice it, but the old yellow dog opened his eyes and glanced at him.

It wasn't until he got closer that the little monk found him, and immediately jumped up in surprise, and then hurriedly folded his hands, as if he was a little annoyed that he was not calm, and said, "May I ask if the donor is here to burn incense and worship the Buddha or to draw lots to make a vow?" ”

An Yang smiled and didn't answer, but also folded his hands and saluted him back, saying: "The little master can't eat anymore and has a yellow dog, which shows that he is compassionate, so why drive away the sparrows that come to forage?" ”

"Huh?" The little monk was a little stunned, and after a moment he stammered, "The old yellow dog is sick and decrepit, and will starve to death without our care, while the birds are lively and noisy, and even if we drive it away, it will find food elsewhere." This world is chaotic for people, but it is not for them. ”

"How do you know that none of those birds are sick and weak, maybe these birds and birds came to you because they couldn't catch insects to eat, but they didn't eat the pears, but they were startled by you waving your sleeves and shouting loudly, and you ran in vain, wasting a lot of energy."

"This ......," the little monk said to him.

An Yang showed some smiles at this time.

It's not a Dharma argument or anything, it's just a battle of words and tongues that can be said better than anyone else. He asked a question preparedly, and the little monk replied hastily, it was quite good to be able to talk to him in such an orderly manner, and it was normal for him to stutter, most people in this era did not have enough conditions to make themselves high-spirited since childhood.

"I'm here to find someone." Anyang saluted the little monk again, "By the way, I also burn incense." ”

"Okay!" The little monk was a little happy, because most of the incense burners would donate some incense oil money, and seeing that this person was dressed simply, clean and tidy, without patches, he should have a good family. No matter how poor he is, he always has to buy two sticks of incense - he doesn't seem to have any incense candles.

It's been a long time since anyone in the temple has paid for sesame oil.

Then the little monk immediately blamed himself for his copper-smelling thoughts, and hurriedly bowed his head and recited Shengnan Wu Amitabha Buddha, and then instructed him: "The donor, please." ”

Anyang followed him to worship the Buddha first, he didn't believe in the Buddha or the Tao, and there was no mental obstacle to worshipping the Buddha. Then, under the surprised and ecstatic gaze of the little monk, he took out a white ingot of silver and put it into the merit box—this temple did not seem to have thought that anyone would give so much money since it was built, so that the ingot of silver almost could not be put into the merit box.

This even alarmed the abbot and elders of the temple, and a large number of people came out to receive him because of his ingot.

But the abbot's cultivation is very good, although his face is flushed, he doesn't have much desire, he just folds his hands in front of him and bows deeply: "Nan Wu Amitabha, I'm really ashamed, the donor is so generous, but the small temple can't even make up a decent meal, which really makes the little monk feel uneasy." ”

"The master is gracious." Anyang said sincerely.

Then he took the opportunity to mention that he wanted to visit the temple, and the abbot naturally did not refuse, but what should have been accompanied by ordinary monks was now changed to be accompanied by him personally.

The two chatted and walked, according to the old monk, the temple used to have a glorious history, but now it is dilapidated, so it still maintains a large scale. The old monk introduced and explained to him as he walked, like a professional tour guide, and it took the two more than an hour to finish the temple.

There were dozens of monks in the temple, and they couldn't support any of them with sesame oil money, so they opened up wasteland and planted them themselves. But in recent years, the wind and rain have not been smooth, and the drought, flooding, and insects have changed the tricks to make people live badly, and they are not starved to death at most, but their lives are not good.

After walking around, I basically finished shopping.

But An Yang's heart was a little heavy.

In this temple, he did not find any monks who were different from ordinary people, this did not mean that he had mana, but that there were no people who were simply calm in heart and calm in temperament.

Even if you have the intention to live in seclusion, there is no need to deliberately pretend that you can't hide your joy when you see a single ingot of silver in this environment covered by Buddhism, right?

He was aware of a possibility that made people feel heavy inside.

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