Like countless days in the past, the melodious morning bell rang again, echoing in the Sumeru Mountains and in the misty mountain wind. It has passed through countless time and years, and will continue to do so in the days to come. It echoes day after day.

Standing in the early morning light, Gui Li stood with his hands behind his hands, listening intently.

He closed his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to savor the melodious sound of the bell. At this moment, Gui Li's appearance didn't change much for some reason, but he seemed to have changed as a person. From his demeanor and demeanor, Compared with the past, I feel more calm and less angry.

Perhaps those Buddhist Dharma formations really worked?

Among the monks of Tianyin Temple, many people had this question in their minds after Gui Li woke up.

The day before yesterday, after Gui Li woke up again, Master Pu Hong and others took a closer look at him. There were no other serious injuries around his body. Even the slight shock after being hit hard did not seem to exist on Gui Li. People were overjoyed, but just in case, they decided to let Gui Li stay in Tianyin Temple for a few more days. Gui Li stayed in Tianyin Temple without any further excuses.

In the past few days, Gui Li has been even more taciturn than usual. For a person like him who angered God and sent down a punishment from heaven, most of the monks from Tianyin Temple also avoided him. Only Master Puhong and Faxiang did not worry about anything and often came to see him. He and Gui Li himself seemed not to notice the people outside him. He never left the house. Only when the morning bells and evening drums rang every day, he would go to the small courtyard and listen quietly.

"Boom..."

The last bell, with its lingering reverberation, echoed and hovered over Tianyin Temple for a long time, and finally disappeared into silence. Only then did Gui Li slowly open his eyes.

Bathed in the morning breeze of Tianyin Temple, the aura in his body was full and stirring under the quiet appearance, as if his whole body was about to fly. The monks of Tianyin Temple would not know it, but Gui Li himself, I understand it in my heart.

What unexpectedly appeared between the wordless jade walls was the fourth volume of the legendary Demon Sect's classic "Book of Heaven". Others may not understand, but he is the only person in the world who has practiced the first three volumes of "Book of Heaven". Characters, one can tell at a glance that this is the key fourth volume that he has longed for in his spiritual journey.

Countless seemingly indestructible and insurmountable problems in his past practice, at this moment, he has grasped the key point. What is before him is almost a broad road with infinite smoothness. Even in his heart, he still has this feeling He feels that if he goes down this road, it will be very smooth. Perhaps, he will be able to glimpse some realms that he did not dare to dream of in the past.

Even when he looked at his past feelings and the people in front of him, he actually felt a sense of detachment, as if he had a new realm and was looking back at the past.

But for some reason, in his heart, in such a good situation, he still felt a faint feeling of loss, but he didn't know how to describe it. The vague and vague idea that something was wrong was always lingering in his heart.

Gui Li stood there for a long time. No one knew what he was thinking, and no one came in to disturb him. Until he suddenly turned around and walked out of this small courtyard for the first time in several days.

When he left the yard, he didn't look back.

He walked slowly along the steps at his feet. It is said that this road was once created by the monk with great magical powers in order to promote Buddhism. Today, countless people are still walking on the road he created, but

A few people knew that he had been reduced to ashes.

Walking on this road, the stone steps are simple and unpretentious. When you step up, you will feel a sense of plainness. After the unexpected battle a few days ago, when the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the earth shook, the temples and palaces on Mount Xumi were...

There were varying degrees of damage, but this flat mountain road with steps was not affected at all. It was still firmly paved on the ground, allowing countless people to walk on its chest.

Perhaps, for the unpredictable gods, does this road also carry some special emotions?

Gui Li didn't know, and he didn't want to know. As he walked on this road, he just silently recalled the past and old friends. In his memories, he slowly walked to the Xiaotianyin Temple on the top of Mount Sumeru.

The door was ajar, and the place was still as quiet as usual. Gui Li slowly walked over, and faint voices could be heard from behind the door.

He knocked on the door.

The sound inside the door suddenly disappeared, and then someone said softly, as if surprised and suspicious. After a moment, the door opened with a creak, and the Dharma appeared behind the door.

Seeing that it was Gui Li, the Dharma Minister smiled. Gui Li nodded and said, "Is Master Abbot here?"

The Dharma Minister smiled and stepped aside, saying: "Yes, please come in!"

Gui Li walked in and saw Master Pu Hong sitting cross-legged on the Zen bed, looking at him with the same smile. Gui Li walked towards Master Pu Hong, bowed and said, "Master Abbot."

Master Pu Hong looked at Gui Li's approaching figure, looked from top to bottom, and finally looked at his feet. He suddenly nodded, clasped his hands and said, "I didn't expect that the donor has made great progress in this short period of time. It's really gratifying.

Congratulations!"

Gui Li raised his eyebrows and said nothing, but Fa Xiang was slightly surprised and looked at Gui Li carefully from the side.

After a moment of silence, Gui Li bowed his head slightly towards Master Puhong and said, "A few days ago, the holy land of your temple, the wordless jade wall, was destroyed for my sake. I feel really uneasy."

Master Pu Hong shook his head slightly and said calmly: "It's just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning."

Gui Li was slightly startled and said, "That wordless jade wall is the treasure of your temple. Isn't it precious?"

Master Puhong put his hands together and said: "The world is turning around, and all sentient beings are gone. Who knows what will happen after death? If you cherish it today, how can you know what will happen in the future? If the donor has a heart," he pointed out the window and said: "Little Heaven

There is a big stone on the right outside Yin Temple. If the donor goes to take a look, he may know the truth behind the Buddha's heart."

Gui Li nodded and said, "Yes. But I came here today because I want to say goodbye to Master Abbot."

There was no surprise on Master Puhong's face. He seemed to have expected that Gui Li would speak like this. He just nodded and said: "The donor wanted to leave, but I didn't dare to stop him. It's just that before the donor left, I had a few words.

I just want to have a word with the donor."

Ghost Li said: "Master, please tell me."

Master Puhong said: "During this period of time, the donor faced many tribulations, but he was finally able to overcome them one by one and break through. I think the donor seems to have some enlightenment in his heart, I wonder if he is?"

Gui Li pondered for a moment, then nodded and said: "Master, with his wise eyes, I really feel something in my heart after the catastrophe. Looking back at this half-life, I feel a lot of sighs."

Master Puhong's eyes flashed and he said: "The donor is a man of great wisdom. Now that he has seen through it, why not see through these worldly sentiments and join my Buddhist sect? According to my guess, what the donor is thinking in his heart is just the same.

How about the word 'quiet'?"

Gui Li stood up silently for a long time, bowed to Master Puhong, and said calmly: "Master enlightened me, and I am very grateful. I just have some enlightenment in my heart, but I am not seeing through the world. For me, worldly feelings

, but it’s something I can’t let go of.”

Master Puhong shook his head and said: "Buddha said: Color is empty! Everything in the world is like this. Gratitude, hatred, beauty and enemies are all just the word 'color'. It traps people's minds and disturbs their tranquility. Why should the donor be too persistent?"

"

Gui Li looked up to the sky and took a breath, laughed loudly, turned around and left, saying loudly: "Master, you are wrong. Color is emptiness, and emptiness is also color. You want me to see through the world, but I don't know how the world can see through it? I am between heaven and earth, and I have no grudges.

Love and hatred are exactly the circumstances of my life. You want me to see through Qing Jing, but how do you know that after seeing through it, it will still be me?"

The words gradually became muffled and finally stopped being heard. The man had already left the Zen room and gone away.

The Dharma Minister was silent for a long time, and then said to Master Puhong: "Master, you have enlightened him several times, but it's a pity..."

Master Puhong said calmly: "If he understands Taoism and practices, he will probably become the number one person in the world in the future. But such a person cannot see through his own inner demons. Everything in the future will depend on his own destiny.

"

The Dharma image bowed his head, put his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, and finally said no more words.

Gui Li left Xiaotianyin Temple and when he walked out of the temple gate, he suddenly stopped again, paused, and then turned to the right. After taking a few steps, he saw a large stone about half a man high falling on the ground.

On the ground.

He walked up to the big stone and looked at it carefully. He saw that the stone was full of scars, but there was no word or word, and there were no traces of manual carving. He didn't know what the mystery of this stone was.

Gui Li frowned and pondered for a moment, then suddenly his eyes narrowed and he was attracted by a spot on the big rock.

This big stone is mottled all over, obviously it has experienced countless years of wind, frost and swords, and is scarred, but in that place, a pattern can be vaguely seen. It is just that it is difficult to identify due to the age.

Gui Li reached over and gently swept away the dust on the stone. He examined it carefully. After a long time, he realized that it was originally in the shape of a shell. However, over the years, it had turned into stone and merged with the big stone.

. And Gui Li then looked carefully at the big stone and found no other weirdness.

His eyes returned to the shell again. Could it be that Master Puhong wanted him to look at this ordinary shell? What was the mystery in it?

He recalled what Master Puhong said in his mind, and his eyes slowly lit up as he looked at the shell. Mount Xumi is a towering mountain range, and there is no deep ocean within a thousand miles, but this stone,

But it is clearly the thing on Mount Sumeru. Thousands of years ago, this place may have been a vast ocean, but it is unknown.

Compared with the movement of heaven and earth, a person's life is like a drop in the ocean or a mustard seed in the world.

However, he remained silent and turned around to bow to the quiet little temple. When he turned around, he still had a calm expression on his face.

Wherever his robe waved, a faint white light appeared, and his figure turned into light, flew into the sky, and gradually disappeared into the sky.

see through!

Who can see through it?

The vicissitudes of life, but how can they compare to the momentary glimmer of my heart.

Qingyun Mountain, Dazhu Peak.

Some time has passed since the Battle of Qingyun. After that, Daoxuan Daoist had been keeping a close eye on the people of Dazhu Peak for a period of time because of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword. However, recently it seems that because the disciples of Dazhu Peak are very honest, the leader has not urged them as much.

Well. Originally! In the hearts of the disciples of Dazhu Peak, although the leader Daoxuan Zhenren was of great importance this time, his actions were really too much.

But no matter what, after all, this time has not been disturbed for a long time, and Dazhu Peak has gradually returned to its former peace. The injuries of Wu Dayi and He Dazhi are gradually getting better. After Suru's inspection, they are all well now.

It's almost done. The two of them can walk freely in the ground, but they can't do heavy work yet.

Therefore, as usual, while cleaning everyone's rooms, the task of cleaning the room of the little junior brother who had run away in a secluded corner also continued. On this day, Song Daren and Du Bishu walked towards that room again

go.

The two of them were talking and laughing, walking into the courtyard as they had done countless times in the past.

But at this moment, suddenly, a gray shadow suddenly flashed across the small courtyard that was supposed to be silent.

The gray shadow was very fast, but Song Daren and Du Bishu both saw it almost at the same time. Shocked, they immediately put down their hands to clean things and rushed forward. However, the gray shadow disappeared in the blink of an eye. The two of them searched everywhere

I searched this yard and even the roofs, but still couldn't find any clues.

Standing in the courtyard, Song Daren and Du Bishu looked at each other. Song Daren frowned and said, "Did we get it wrong?"

Du Bishu tilted his head and thought for a while, and was about to speak when he was suddenly startled and whispered: "Elder brother, look over there." After saying that, he pointed behind Song Daren.

Song Daren quickly turned around and saw that following the direction of Du Bishu's finger, the door of the junior brother's bedroom was originally closed, but at some point, a small crack opened in the window next to the door. But in the past, there was no door here.

When people live, the windows are naturally closed tightly.

Song Daren and Du Bishu looked at each other, and both saw surprise and uncertainty in each other's eyes. Song Daren calmed down and whispered: "Let's go in and take a look."

For some reason, Du Bishu became a little nervous. While nodding, he couldn't help lowering his voice and said to Song Daren: "Senior Brother, could it be... it could be Junior Brother him..."
To be continued...