The mountains are green, and the morning mist is like a dream.

When Amu returned to Old Man Mu's house from the back mountain, the morning sun was already slightly dewed.

Old man Mu was on crutches, tending to his leafy peach tree in the small courtyard, looking pleasant.

Although it was already known that this small village was actually a demon village, Amu's feelings for Mu Laozhang and the others had not changed in the slightest.

It's just that Amu forgot to ask the water charm. How did this small village come to be, these villagers could only drink the well water in the back mountain?

Moreover, these villagers don't seem to fully know that they are demon clans, at least the tiger definitely doesn't know that he is a tiger demon.

"Uncle Mu, it's morning!" Amu greeted Uncle Mu with a smile.

"You're earlier!" Old Man Mu squinted at the peach tree, which was adorned with green and red peaches, "However, the morning air in the mountains is the best, and it turns well!"

It seems that this old man Mu thought that Amu got up early and went out, not overnight. Amu didn't know if this old man really thought so, or if he said it on purpose, but he didn't say anything.

A lot of things are tacitly understood.

After breakfast, Huzi came to say hello and said that he would prepare a stone house tomorrow and ask Amu to help. With a nine-day appointment with the water charm, Amu was going to live here for a while, so he naturally agreed.

In the afternoon, Amu went to the back mountain and cut off the rattan at the mouth of the ancient well. It turned out that the rattan that was cut by Amu yesterday has not been restored. But there are new rattans, which cover the wellhead. Amu couldn't help but be amazed.

There are tens of millions of spells within the Three Realms, even if they are immortals, they are afraid that it will be difficult to see them all. However, probably the highest level of magic is that every grass and tree can be successful!

The next few days were relatively uneventful.

During the day, Amu spent most of his time helping Huzi to transport bluestone and build houses. The rattan of the ancient well in the back mountain will be restored every whole day, and Amu will be broken every day.

Amu also tried to break those rattans with ordinary wood knives and wrist strength, but the rattans were not damaged at all, only the dagger went up and broke with a light cut. Amu only shook his head.

In the moonlit night, Amu went to the back mountain twice, and the water charm appeared, the fog became heavier and heavier, and the figure was clearer. It seems that Amu chops rattan every day, which has a great effect on the water charm to break the seal.

Amu asked about the village, and Shui Mei was vague, just saying that the eighteen demon clans in this small village were born noble ancient demon clans, but for various reasons, there was an ancient curse in his body, and it was not easy to crack it. She herself could only supply water to them to drink, and there was nothing else she could do. If one day, she will burst out, or there may be a way to break the curse.

Shui Mei said this, and Amu naturally had no choice.

Time flies, and nine days have passed in the blink of an eye.

The stone house of the tiger has been built on the seventh day. Because of Amu's help, the stone house was built very beautifully and magnificently.

Huzi was quite proud, and always bragged about how his stone house was in front of Uncle Mu. Uncle Mu seemed to want to kill his arrogance, and he didn't mention the marriage, which made Huzi so angry.

The vines of the ancient well in the back mountain were finally cut off for the ninth time, and there was no new growth. The water charm also fulfilled her promise and passed on a set of secret mantras to Amu.

In order to convince Amu that he was not cheating, before this, Shui Mei passed on another method to Amu, and asked Amu to try it once, and sure enough, Amu could recover his cultivation in an instant, but that magic lasted only half an hour.

The wonderful feeling of the return of the power of the demon soul and the abundance of Danhai made Amuru in a dream. It's just that the magic trick can only temporarily restore Amu's cultivation, but it can't perceive Amu's disappeared treasures.

When the mana was exhausted again, Amu sighed for a long time, which strengthened Amu's determination to get everything back.

As for the magic weapon. One day, when Amu said goodbye to the water charm, the water charm handed it over to Amu.

A small purple bell with an extremely delicate color.

The water charm said that it was a demon treasure, without the power of the monk, and when the bell rang, it could suppress all demons and deter the monks. There are many wonderful uses, if Amu recovers his cultivation, he will know it in the future.

Such a magic weapon is best used in Dongling. Amu thanked him and hung the ten thousand demon bells around his waist, and most people who didn't know thought it was just an ordinary decoration.

After all, Amu has been in this small village for ten full days.

On the eleventh day, Amu tidied up everything, carried the cyan cloth bag, and said goodbye to the villagers such as Mu Laozhang and Huzi.

Everyone was a little reluctant, Amu joked that if he went smoothly in his worship of the Buddha, when he returned, he would definitely pass by this village, and I hope that Huzi would have taken his son to carry water by then.

Everyone said goodbye, and Amu continued to hurry.

Gradually, the small village in the mountains became the background for Amu's walking. In a hurry, Amu would never have imagined that in the future, he would have formed an endless fate of life and death with the eighteen ancient demon clans.

Because of the adventure in this small village, Amu delayed the trip. So, I started to speed up my travel.

There was nothing to say all the way, nothing more than crossing the mountains and mountains, rushing through the starry night, and everything went exceptionally smoothly.

After another half a month, Amu finally walked out of the mountains and arrived at the ancient city of Dongyang in the east of Dongling. It is only a hundred miles away from Dongyang Ancient Temple, which is completely into the scope of Dongyang Ancient Temple, and it is a relatively prosperous town.

As soon as he entered the ancient city of Dongyang, Amu felt a sense of intimacy. In the eastern part of the Oriental Chongling, the mountains are connected and stretch endlessly, and there are really not many big towns like the ancient city of Dongyang.

There are many demon clans in Dongling, but most of them are in the depths of the mountains, and almost all of them in Dongyang City are human races. The entire Dongling is honored by the Brahma Temple, and the prosperity of the Buddha sect is like the black narcissus ghost sect in the west.

Dongling people, every family for the Buddha, and many families send their children into the temple, shave as monks, and serve the Buddha for life. If someone has a high monk, then he will be respected by everyone in the local area.

When Amu entered Dongyang City, it was noon.

In Dongyang City, there is a constant flow of people, and in the whole city, the taste of Buddhism is very strong. Many of the buildings have the charm of Buddhism, and there are various Buddha statues standing in many places, and there are many people who worship and pray for blessings. There are also several temples, and the rising incense mist floats in the void.

Black water in the west, Chongling in the east, a ghost and a Buddha, but the power of faith is not bad at all. It's just that this Dongling does not have the ghostly spirit of Heishui, but is auspicious and peaceful.

Oriental Chongling is relatively closed, and the people are not knowledgeable, but they are dedicated to the Buddha, and their hearts are pure and simple.

Amu found a small store and had lunch. Originally, Amu wanted to hear the words of the people in the market, and also wanted to know about the new trends in the entire sea wilderness or Dongling.

However, there were not many monks that Amu saw, only four or five monks who were cultivating, and most of them were at the middle level of fixed cultivation, and the highest was at the beginning of the Supreme Spiritual Level.

However, those monks were extremely kind and low-key, and there was no sign of the arrogance that ordinary monks often had in front of mortals.

They speak calmly, and most of the talk is about daily practice trivialities, and rarely talks about many major events in the East Ridge of the Sea Wilderness, but in ordinary words, they occasionally have Buddhist interests and Zen opportunities.

"Alas!" Amu sighed in his heart, "Dongfang Chongling is indeed an outlier within the Five Domains! Whether it is the Northern Wilderness or the Black Water, where is there such an indifferent self-ease?"

After lunch, Amu asked the shopkeeper about the specific route of Dongyang Ancient Temple, and then left Dongyang City.

A hundred miles is nothing to Amu, and it is not a completely winding mountain road.

Walking all the way, the sunset was slightly sinking, and Amu had already seen an ancient temple on the mountainside of Qingfeng in the distance.

Amu was happy in his heart, and his pace was faster.

At dusk, the sunset was all over the sky, and Amu had already arrived outside the mountain gate of Dongyang Ancient Temple.

Look up at the temple in the midst of greenery. The apricot yellow courtyard wall, the blue-gray temple ridge, the towering ancient trees, the verdant dripping, are all bathed in the fiery red sunset, which is more holy and solemn.

This Dongyang ancient temple has a total of three doors, into dark red, all are golden door knockers, naturally refers to the door of Buddhism's liberation, said empty door, no phase door, no door.

In the gate, there is a royal blue plaque, and the three big characters of "Dongyang Temple" are written on it, which is solemn and solemn. The atmosphere of Buddhism is unspeakable.

Amu stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door on the right.

After a while, a young monk opened the corner door and saluted Amu Heshi.

"Donor, today is not the day to worship the Buddha! It's getting late, I don't know what the donor is doing?"

"I've seen the little master!" Amu said politely, "I'm sorry to be there." Please let the little master report it, and say Amu on the shore of the bitter sea, meet the two masters Xiaoyun and Chenyue!"

"Oh, Xiaoyun and Chenyue, two ancestors?" the little monk was stunned.

"Exactly, I hope the little master will make it convenient!" Amu smiled slightly, he could already see that although the little monk in front of him did not look very old, he was already a beginner cultivator. It seems that Dongyang Ancient Temple lives up to its name!

"Please wait a moment!" the little monk saluted again, and then closed the mountain door.

Amu nodded, stood outside the mountain gate and waited with a smile.

But in a moment, the gate on the right side of Dongyang Ancient Temple was wide open, and in addition to the little monk who was just there, there were seven or eight monks who came out together.

The two old monks at the head, one fat and one thin, are the Xiaoyun and Chenyue that the crow has met on the shore of the bitter sea. Amu also seemed to feel a little familiar.

As soon as the two old monks saw Amu outside the door, the thin monk Xiaoyun hurriedly folded his hands and said, "Amitabha, Amu donor, you have finally arrived!"

The fat monk also recited the Buddha's name and said with a smile: "However, it seems to be two days later than we expected!"

Amu smiled and bowed back, he knew that everything had been arranged for Ya'er.

"There are some things on the way, and I have been delayed for a while, and I only arrived today. Let the two masters remember!"

"It's okay, Master Amu has worked hard all the way! This is not a place to speak, let's talk in the temple!"

Xiaoyun and Chenyue invited Amu into Dongyang Temple. The little monk who had just opened the door for Amu and the monks brought out by Xiaoyun and Chenyue were all amazed.

I don't know where this mortal boy who has no half of his mana comes from? He actually let the two ancestor-level figures in the Dongyang Ancient Temple greet him in person, and his words were extremely polite.

Amu followed Xiaoyun and Chenyue into the Dongyang Ancient Temple, twisted and turned, and actually walked for half an hour, which shows the size of this Dongyang Ancient Temple. And just now, they went out to greet Amu so quickly, obviously using a spell, and at this time it was to take care of Amu.

Finally, I arrived at a temple that seemed to be located in the back mountain.

Xiaoyun and Chenyue let Amu into the hall, and at the same time instructed the monks to prepare vegetarian food.

"Master doesn't have to be polite!" said Amu.

Master Xiaoyue looked at Amu and said with a smile: "The little princess has already given an explanation!

When Amu heard this, he also smiled and said, "Then it's bothering the master!"

"Our two brothers, although we don't know what the relationship between you and the little princess is, but the little princess entrusts us, we will naturally do our best to do it!

"Master rest assured! Amu only needs the master to be able to guide the cultivation method, and can practice peacefully in your temple for a few days!"

Master Xiaoyun smiled: "Although we know some about you, it is not very ominous. I don't know, when your cultivation is not damaged, what kind of cultivation is it?"

"The younger generation is not cultivating for the sake of the stream, so don't mention it! Now I just hope that I can practice the Dongling Mystic Law and realize the Great Dao again!" Amu said modestly. He didn't say anything about his cultivation, if he said that he used to be a Soul Realm Demon Cultivator, I'm afraid that most of the two Spirit Saint mid-level Great Perfection old monks would be restless.

"It's okay, it's time to put it down!" Master Chenyue said.

Although Xiaoyun and Chenyue have helped Ya'er, they really don't know Amu very well. Hearing Amu say this, he thought that most of it was true, so he didn't ask again.

Soul Realm Demon Cultivators?They don't even think about it.

"Amu, if you want to cultivate my Dongling Dharma, you will naturally have no obstacles. The source of Buddhism in my Dongyang Temple is the Brahma Buddhist Temple, which is the most authentic. However, if you want to practice my Dharma, you need to enter my mountain gate and at least become a lay disciple!" are you willing?" asked Master Xiaoyun.

"Everything is arranged by the master!" Amu said respectfully.

After listening to Amu's answer, Xiaoyun and Chenyue looked at each other and nodded.

In fact, they were not optimistic about Amu's ability to restore his cultivation, and even to raise immortal roots again. Everything I did was to see the face of Princess Crow, but when I saw Amu as a person and listened to Amu's answer, I felt quite good.

"Since this is the case, the old man does not dare to climb high, so he can only take the master and accept the apprentice. How about you worship under the ancestor and call me two brothers?" said Master Xiaoyun.

"I'm afraid that I have insulted the two masters!" Amu said politely.

Amu really didn't expect that Ya'er's liliang was so powerful, and he would become the junior brother of the two masters of Dongyang Ancient Temple as soon as he became a mortal.

"Don't say it's a friend of the little princess, it's Amu's extraordinary bearing, how can you talk about humiliation?" Xiaoyun smiled, "In this case, there is a portrait of the ancestor here, and if you have worshiped the portrait, you are the son of a layman at the beginning of my Dongyang Ancient Temple." ”

As he spoke, Xiaoyun pointed to a portrait of an old monk sitting cross-legged with long eyebrows in the middle of the hall. The old monk's eyes were slightly closed, and his expression was calm, but Amu always looked a little familiar, but he didn't know where to see it for a while.

"Oh?" However, when he heard that he was going to bow down to this portrait, Amu hesitated slightly.

"What?Amu, what are your concerns, but it's okay?" Xiaoyun said.

"No!" Amu shook his head, but he was a little afraid that if he bowed down, he would bow down to the patriarch just like he did in the Northern Han Sect.

Sure enough, Amu just picked up his clothes and wanted to bow down. However, as soon as Amu bent his knees, he saw the portrait of the patriarch, and he was directly shaken, as if he was about to break free, and he didn't dare to bear Amu's worship.

"Oh?" Everyone present, including Xiaoyun and Chenyue, all had their faces changed.

Fang Cai was a little puzzled in his heart, why a mortal, two masters want to take the master and take the apprentices of several monks are even more in their hearts. Such a situation has never arisen.

Amu smiled bitterly in his heart, so he had to say slightly embarrassedly: "Two masters, it's not that Amu is disrespectful, but Amu was born to only bow down to his parents, and the others can only bow down." Amu doesn't know this weishenme!"

Amu's words are half-true, where does he have any parents. For several years, the only person who could bear his prostration was Master Wang Jue.

"Oh?" Xiaoyun Chenyue glanced at each other, and they all felt that Amu was definitely not an ordinary character, otherwise the little princess of the Wu clan would probably not be so helpful.

They had never heard of such a miracle.

It was impossible to bow down, but Amu's status in Xiaoyun and Chenyue's hearts had improved a lot.

"Worship or not, it's all an illusion!Amu, it's good that you have the ancestor as a teacher in your heart!" Xiaoyun smiled.

"Amu understands!" Then, Amu bowed respectfully to the portrait three times, which was considered a great gift to the teacher. Xiaoyun and Chenyue only had a bitter smile in their hearts.

"The Dharma name of our Dongyang Ancient Temple is given by the master! Senior Brother Amu, we don't know where you come from, but we can get married. How about you?"

"Tianya!" When Amu heard this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he lost all his mana, all the treasures were scattered, he was far away from his relatives, and he was in Dongling, which was really floating in the world!

With the name "Tianya", it is really suitable.

"Senior brother Tianya, thank you two senior brothers!" Amu said directly.

"Okay!" Xiaoyun Chenyue was quite satisfied.

At this time, perhaps Xiaoyun Chenyue would never have dreamed that the name they gave today would one day resound throughout the entire Dongling and even the sea wilderness.

Dongling Tianya, smiling proud of the world, mighty sea wilderness!

At the same time, Xiaoyun took out an ancient scroll from his bosom and handed it directly to Amu.

"Senior Brother Tianya, when you enter my Buddha Gate, it is a chance! This ancient scroll is the authentic Brahma root cultivation Buddha recipe passed down by the master back then. Now, I will pass it on to you, and it will be considered your initiation gift! If one day, you will be able to achieve success in your cultivation, it will be a great blessing!"

Amu was shocked in his heart.

This Brahma root cultivation Buddha recipe may not be a supreme secret method, but this ancient scroll is passed down by the two masters of Xiaoyun and Chenyue, and its significance is extraordinary.

It seems that after apprenticeship, Xiaoyun and Chenyue really didn't treat themselves as outsiders.

"Thank you, two senior brothers!" is like this. Today's Dongyang Ancient Temple, the grace of Xiaoyun and Chenyue, he must keep it in mind and will be rewarded.

"Two senior brothers, I don't know what the name of the first teacher is? In the future, when others ask, the junior brother can also answer!"

"Ancestor Qianzang!" Xiaoyun said.

"Chizo!" Amu was shocked in his heart, and his face changed slightly. Looking at the portrait of the ancestor again, it seems to have a bit of the appearance of a real person, but it is not exactly the same!

"Senior Brother Tianya, the practice of Buddhism is progressing slowly day by day, you must be patient. After several years of cold and summer, it is a common thing to not see an inch, you must not be anxious!" Xiaoyun didn't care about the change in Amu's complexion, but thought that Amu had worshiped the master and was a little anxious to cultivate, so he instructed again.

"Tianya has written it down!" Amu replied, muttering a little in his heart.

Xiaoyun nodded, and then called: "Qing Han!"

"Disciple is here!" replied a rather handsome young monk next to him. He is actually a Supreme Soul Intermediate Great Perfection, and his cultivation is not low.

"In the future, you will be in charge of your Tianya Uncle's daily cultivation. The Purple Cloud Waterfall in the back mountain is the place where he cultivates, except for you, as well as me and Uncle Chenyue, no one should be innocently disturbed!"

"Don't worry, Master, disciple understands!" replied Qing Han bowed.

At the same time, Qinghan bowed to Amu: "Disciple Qinghan, meet Uncle Tianya!"

Amu nodded, he had seen it.

When the meal came up, Xiaoyun Chenyue accompanied Amu to use some simply.

There was nothing to say all night, just waiting for the next day.

(It's late, there are too many things, hehe! But the number of words is definitely enough!Tomorrow Shanhe will go back to his hometown, it is very inconvenient, in the last few days, it can only be a change, in the evening, or about 8 o'clock! Forgive me, after the seventh day of the new year, the mountains and rivers will try to recover two more!xiexie everyone, and I wish you all a happy new year!)

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