The way for martial arts people to visit Wujiu Temple is different from that of ordinary pilgrims. Xue Mu didn’t know, and Mu Jianli didn’t know. The two followed the crowd and walked halfway up the mountain, and there was a main hall facing him.

Xue Mu stood at the door and was amazed.

Why is this world also the Great Hall, and it is also a Tathagata Buddha inside. How did this develop? He really saw a ghost.

Seeing him stop, Mu Jianli said strangely: "What's wrong?"

"Uh... nothing." Xue Mu smiled and said, "I suspect we went to the wrong place. You eight sects would never have to pass by here to burn incense, right?"

Mu Jianli nodded and said, "What I mean is that there may be another way. The real Wujiu Mountain Gate is different from this place."

"Since I've arrived, I'll do my best to see the Buddha and worship him." Xue Mu held Mu Jianli's hand, stepped over the high threshold, and walked into the hall.

As soon as he stepped in, his face changed.

There was still a touch of holding Mu Jianli in his hand, but Mu Jianli could not be seen, and everything around him suddenly changed. What he saw in front of him was a modern city, with vehicles flowing on the viaduct, skyscrapers towering into the clouds, and dynamic dance music was played on the big screen on the street. If it were other illusions, Xue Mu might have watched a little more, but it was too terrifying to appear in this world. Xue Mu felt terrified. With a grasp of his right hand, the heat swelled. The illusion lasted for less than half a second and then disappeared suddenly.

The hall was once again transformed into a huge golden Buddha several feet tall, solemn and majestic, with pilgrims and piety around him, kowtowed devoutly, and several monks around him chanted scriptures cross-legged, and everything returned to normal.

Mu Jianli's eyes were confused and obviously entered vision. Just as Xue Mu was about to wake her up, Mu Jianli returned to her clarity. Her eyes were stern and she shouted angrily: "Who is here to perform the art?"

"Amitabha..." A monk in yellow hunched nearby hunched the Buddha's name: "No one here can perform his skills. Those who enter the temple for the first time will be able to see all kinds of causes and effects in the past and next life, but only a guide will help others to see through the way forward."

Mu Jianli held the scabbard and pointed at him: "Where is the way forward? Ask me your heart, and with a sword in my hand, what is the destiny of heaven! Who dares to talk about the number of heavens and claim to cause and effect! Break it for me!"

With a "boom", the earth shook. It seemed as if there was a sound of a mirror breaking, and an illusory crack in front of me "chokes" and returned to calm. The hall was still the same, and the pilgrims looked back in ignorantly, not knowing what happened.

The monk in yellow took two steps back in shock: "You... you have broken the three-life cause and effect realm of this temple! Who are you!"

Mu Jianli bowed sternly: "Ask the Sword Sect Mu Jianli and visit Wujiu Temple!"

The sound is sharp and cold. It sounds not loud, but it is spreading slowly, and the mountains echo and endlessly.

Xue Muxiu stood beside her and willingly served as a foil. She was so handsome that she almost cried by her own girl. Is this the one who "I want to give you a baby" last night?

"Amitabha..." The monk in yellow looked sad: "Why did the donor come here? This is where ordinary women worship Buddha. The Sumeru trail in the back mountain is the way you should take."

At the same time, a sigh came from the air: "Yuanjue, bring two donors to the abbot's courtyard."

Mu Jianli was stunned: "Isn't Master Yuanzhong outside to curb the plague?"

The monk Yuanjue in yellow said helplessly: "The little monk doesn't know, please come with me, two of you."

The two followed Yuanjue to go out from the back hall and entered another mountain with a turn.

There are still temples everywhere, but you can see many platforms opening up in the mountains. Stop on the mountain path and look through the gaps between the trees, you can see the neat queue of monks on the platform in the distance, performing martial arts. The uniform sound of shouting comes from time to time, which is quite majestic. The atmosphere is indeed completely different from the previous mountain. The meaning of the martial arts sect in this world has finally become prominent.

Xue Mu laughed when he saw it, but he remembered the opening CG of World of Warcraft Panda Man that he had played, which was full of visual sense.

Mu Jianli also looked as she walked, her expression slightly slowed down, not as serious as before, and said to herself: "Wujiu Temple martial arts is righteous and magnificent, and compassion is everywhere. It seems that the illusion is harmless."

Xue Mu asked with a smile: "What did you see in the illusion?"

Mu Jianli said: "First I practiced swords since I was a child, and then fought with the Black Dragon. When I saw this, I woke up the spirit. Although everything is true, it is always the past thing. It is repeated repetitions. What's the benefit of the heart? Therefore, I wake up the spirit."

Xue Mu nodded and pondered secretly. The modern images he saw were obviously the so-called "past dust", which should awaken the deepest memory in his heart, and it must be true. Mu Jianli's is also true. If you continue to watch, you should be able to see the memories that are getting closer and closer, and maybe you can see the shy things between the two last night.

He had golden fingers, and Mu Jianli was flawless in his heart. They were all quickly discovered and could not see the follow-up. Instead, they made Mu Jianli feel angry and disgusted, and they directly attacked.

If others continue to sink into it, the next step is probably an illusory guide, which may allow you to see the future tragic, and this kind of misery is not made up. It is a worst possibility that it can indeed be produced by deducing according to your true memories.

Sure enough, the three-life cause and effect are just to fool people.

Ordinary women naturally think that it is real no matter how they look at it. I am afraid they will believe in the "miserable" in the future, so they seek Buddha's guidance or seek spiritual comfort.

This way of attracting believers is much more straightforward than the religion of one's own world, and there is no need to waste much spit.

I slowly reached the top of the mountain and saw a courtyard with gray tiles and moss, which was ordinary. When I entered the courtyard gate, it was not big. There were meditation rooms in the east, south, west and north. The one opposite the courtyard gate was particularly large. You could see a large copper bell and a monk sat in front of the bell and chanting the sutras with ten folds.

It is Master Yuanzhong.

Yuanjue retreated after politely, Xue Mu and Mu Jianli went straight into the door and looked around. There was not even a Buddha statue in the room, just a bed, a bell, a futon, and an old monk.

Xue Mu smiled and said, "Why don't you even worship a Buddha statue in the abbot's house?"

Yuan Zhong lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head: "Look behind him, please look."

The two of them turned around curiously and saw a Buddha statue standing behind the door, smiling happily.

Xue Mu laughed silently: "Who put the Buddha statue like this?"

Yuan Zhong said slowly: "It's just because sentient beings refuse to turn back."

Mu Jianli thought about something.

This pretended to be so sucked, Xue Mu took a breath like a toothache, and made a few jokes, but he also knew that this was not a place to play logic, but that it was the meaning of waking up and turning back, and that he had some enlightenment. He was so obsessed with it, and he had no sense of understanding, and debate logic was meaningless.

So he just smiled: "Looking back, there is only a fat Buddha, an old monk in front of me. I'd better look at the side, there are beautiful women like jade, which is pleasing to the eye."

What Yuan Zhong wanted was obviously not like this. This was called "just regarding the rest and the other side, the bull's head was not right." But it seemed that he had hidden some real responses, indicating what he wanted in this life.

This is the maneuver.

The old monk and the demon looked at me and I looked at you, and suddenly laughed together. Yuan Zhong shook his head and smiled: "I always heard people say that General Xue can understand hundreds of schools. Now it seems that he is fooling around."

Xue Mu said lightly: "You fool the world, I fool you, no one laughs at each other. If we talk about the real person here, only Jianli."

Yuan Zhong looked at Mu Jianli, and Mu Jianli had no expression on his face, but he was actually a little confused when he heard this. This made Yuan Zhong smile: "What the donor said is right. Please sit down, two donors."

Xue Mu said angrily: "Where is the chair? Even if you give it a cushion, don't expect me to continue to talk about Zen with you. You are pretending to be good and you are not good. If you neglect the guests like this, I will turn around and leave."

Yuan Zhong was amused and crying.

People who are qualified to come here are often the leaders of the country, all the strong people who are already asking for the deepest questions. In this atmosphere, no one is sitting or talking about the enemy. This is the first time he has encountered someone who has crossed the table and never played with you like Xue Mu.

But this is also Zen, to understand the mind and see the nature, and to be true to the true nature, but this is the case. If I want to sit on a chair, I want to sit on a chair, clearly.
Chapter completed!