As soon as Zhou Qingmu and the others entered the golden lotus, they saw mountains and rivers millions of miles away.

Seeing this scene, the little girl in light yellow couldn't help but be shocked and said: "I didn't expect that there is such a big place hidden in that big lotus!"

Zhou Qingmu didn't know how to explain it so that the little guy could understand it, so he had to gently rub the little girl's head and said with a smile: "So this world is never what we see!"

The little girl nodded heavily, agreeing deeply.

When Chen Xuannan heard this, he turned around and said with a smile: "Almsgiver Zhou's explanation is quite appropriate."

Zhou Qingmu looked a little complicated and was speechless.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xuannan stopped talking nonsense and pointed to the distance: "There is a temple on a mountain thousands of miles north of here. Master and your friends are waiting there."

Zhou Qingmu looked intently, and sure enough, he vaguely saw a temple on a mountain peak far away. Finally, Zhou Qingmu nodded to Chen Xuannan, indicating that he understood.

Seeing this, Chen Xuannan no longer hesitated and turned into a golden light, flying towards the distance.

Zhou Qingmu slowed down this time, walking with his sword while looking at the mountains and rivers below him.

What surprised Zhou Qingmu was that the size of this lotus cave was many times larger than the cave in the Confucian and Taoist Academy. He couldn't help but feel the profound cultivation of the predecessors' ingenuity.

I wonder what the sight of the Yin-Yang Cave was like when Chen Xuannan once smashed half of the cave with one punch?

Zhou Qingmu could quickly feel the huge life force in the cave sky just by feeling a little in the mountains and rivers. In other words, just in the world in front of him, there is already a population of no less than the outside world living in the same territory.

Xiao Yue'er looked at the cities and mountains and rivers beneath her feet, and kept asking Zhou Qingmu a lot of questions along the way.

There are some tough questions that even Zhou Qingmu can't answer. For example, why is there no one else here flying in the sky like them? I'm afraid you have to ask the Buddhist saints who sit here to know this question.

Zhou Qingmu didn't notice that somewhere in the corner of the city, there was an old man who was not well-dressed. He was holding a pipe, blowing out smoke and looking at himself walking on the sky with a sword.

For some reason, even if Zhou Qingmu didn't fly with all his strength here, his speed was actually much faster than in the outside world. So very quickly, Zhou Qingmu followed Chen Xuannan and landed in front of a mountain gate.

In front of the mountain gate, Chen Xuannan stepped on the ground and explained to Zhou Qingmu with a smile: "In this place, please abide by the rules of this place and walk up the mountain with me."

Zhou Qingmu nodded and didn't mind. This place is where the real Buddhist saints live. Even if Chen Xuannan didn't tell him, Zhou Qingmu wouldn't dare to fly up the mountain without any manners or rules.

Even regardless of Confucianism, from the eyes of the world, when a saint is angry, the world will change drastically. This is not the kind of "sage" in name that Chen Xuannan calls him. If this old man in the mountain is really angry, his brother

It would be difficult for the three of them and the little girl beside them to leave, and Mr. Ye might not be able to save them if he came. What's more, his master didn't know where he was.

Even putting these things aside, Zhou Qingmu still respected these seniors of the three religions from the bottom of his heart.

While walking on the steps in the mountain, Zhou Qingmu glanced at the little girl holding his hand, and said to Chen Xuannan: "Brother Chen, do you have some food here? If so, please bring some, little guy, follow me.

I haven’t eaten for most of the day. After all, we are not practitioners, and our body cannot bear it if we don’t eat.”

Chen Xuannan frowned when he heard this, thought about it, and finally took out a cloth bag from his waist and handed it to Zhou Qingmu.

"I have two pieces of apricot blossom cake here. Let the children eat it first to cushion their stomachs. After we go up the mountain, I will arrange for someone to prepare food for you two."

After Zhou Qingmu took it, he took out the contents, and it turned out to be two excellent pastry packages. After Zhou Qingmu tore off the wrapping paper, he revealed a square pastry with a bald monk painted in an unknown way.

After passing one of the pastries to Xiao Yue'er beside him, Zhou Qingmu raised his head and looked at Chen Xuannan.

I saw this Buddhist monk with a golden body actually turning his head, as if he didn't want to face him.

Zhou Qingmu smiled, probably understanding the true meaning.

The little girl just took a bite, and her eyes immediately showed a kind of shock, and then she said with a smile: "This apricot blossom cake is so delicious, it is the most delicious apricot blossom cake Yue'er has ever tasted!"

Afterwards, Xiao Yue'er very sensibly pinched off half a piece of apricot blossom cake and handed it to Zhou Qingmu.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingmu quickly waved his hand to signal that he would not eat, but the little girl insisted on passing it to him.

In the end, Zhou Qingmu had no choice but to reluctantly eat a piece, but soon gave Chen Xuannan a thumbs up.

It means that this is indeed a delicacy in the world!

Seeing this, Chen Xuannan touched his bald head and said with a forced smile: "As long as it tastes good, as long as it tastes good."

After a while, Zhou Qingmu and the other three began to walk up the mountain again. However, during this period, perhaps because Xiao Yue'er had been running around with Zhou Qingmu for a day, the little girl was so tired that she fell asleep even while walking. Therefore, Zhou Qingmu had to carry it on his back for the rest of the journey.

Walking with Xiaoyue'er in front of her. The little girl lay on Zhou Qingmu's back and fell asleep no matter how bumpy it was.

Although the mountain looks huge, it didn't take the three of them much time to reach the temple in the mountain. The reason is of course that there are bluestone steps all the way up the mountain.

The temple is ordinary, and the plaque in front of the door only has the words "Ku Zen" which is very old. If Chen Xuannan had not told him that his master was here, Zhou Qingmu would never have thought that this place was the residence of a great Buddhist saint.

Earthly. But it is reasonable. In fact, most monks from the three religions do not like the secular world.

Zen is bitter, Zen is bitter.

Here, Xiao Yue'er, who had slept all the way, woke up. Then Zhou Qingmu took the hand of the sleepy Xiao Yue'er and followed Chen Xuannan's footsteps into the temple gate of Kuchan Temple. The dusk was dark, and if it weren't for the temple,

There were still lamps lit in several places, and Zhou Qingmu most likely couldn't see the road clearly.

Zhou Qingmu was walking with his head lowered and not knowing what to think. Suddenly he seemed to feel something blocking him. So Zhou Qingmu suddenly raised his head and saw a stone statue of a Bodhisattva or King Kong next to the steps in the courtyard.

There was a woman whose face could not be seen clearly standing in front of him, but she was staring directly at Chen Xuannan next to Zhou Qingmu.

But Zhou Qingmu seemed to vaguely feel that there seemed to be a figure behind the woman who was standing still, so Zhou Qingmu stepped back, turned his head and glanced at Chen Xuannan, who was standing there stroking his bald head and not daring to look directly at the woman, and then walked up the steps.

Look above.

With just this indifferent glance, Zhou Qingmu saw a figure lying on the stone railing behind the statue, smiling and looking at him. Next to him, there was a tall young man leaning against the stone railing.

, and at this moment he suddenly turned his head.

He has been miserable and lonely. But his road has never been lonely, because there is always an inadvertent blink of an eye, that is, meeting old friends in a foreign land.
Chapter completed!