There were "dongdongdongdongdong" sounds echoed inside the pagoda. It was the sound of knocking on the wooden fish, which was rhythmic and very peaceful, conveying a power to see the mind and nature, as if you heard the Buddha's voice. Obviously, knocking on the wooden fish has superb human nature.

Xie Lingyun strode into the first floor and saw an old monk in gray robe sitting on the wide and simple hall. He was facing the golden Buddha statues on the divine platform in front of him, knocking on the wooden fish. When he heard the footsteps, the sound of dong tumbling stopped, and the old monk said lightly: "Little donor, you are here, I am wise."

"Master Zhiming, boy Xie Lingyun."

At this time, Aman and Chun'er walked in. Aman looked around the left and right with great vigilance, guarding against the sudden rushing out of five hundred swords and axes to kill and silence people.

"Dear donors, I believe you all know that you are in an illusion." The old monk still did not turn around, but they unexpectedly told him that he had revealed this matter, and it seemed that he did it.

"The old monk brought us in. What do you want to do? To make money and kill us? Be careful not to be able to bear it." Aman immediately became anxious and almost rolled up his sleeves and went up to beat the old monk.

Xie Lingyun frowned and thought about the old monk's intention...

"Hundreds of years ago." But the old monk did not intend to have a puzzle with everyone. He knocked on the wooden fish again and said: "A irreparable wind and sand swallowed the entire land of the country. It was only within an hour. The prosperous land and the country were buried underground forever. All the people who lived and worked in peace and contentment became ghosts. Moreover, the wind and sand were tragically killed by the demonic energy. Without a moment, all the undead would turn into evil spirits."

"The old monk has been promoting Buddhism in the poor country for decades. People chant Buddha's name at home, and everyone burns incense and worships. Even the poor people in the poor country know etiquette and abide by the law and do not close their doors at night, but in the end they have achieved such a result. Dear donors, what is this cause and effect? ​​The old monk doesn't understand."

Everyone was silent for a moment, how could they understand?

"Forgive your Taoism is shallow and cannot answer the master's questions." Xie Lingyun sighed and said, "Many good people have short lives, while bad people can live well. The theory of cause and effect can only push these situations to three lives."

"It's not just you, but the true man of enlightenment cannot answer me." The old monk laughed, and I don't know who the mockery was mocking, or whether it was Buddhism or the way of heaven.

Aman asked in surprise: "Old man Xu has been here too?"

"Do you know Mr. Xu?" The old monk was slightly surprised, "No wonder you came to the real poor country."

Xie Lingyun was also very surprised. Aman was very angry. Oh, why didn’t Old Man Xu break this ghost illusion? He seemed to be very familiar with the old monk. Chuner and his girls looked happy. It was precisely because Xu Zhenren was tolerant of the existence of this dead city, so Master Zhiming is a good talent?

Everyone suddenly realized that "Waidi Luxury Palace" means this, and it is here to meet old friends.

"What the hell is going on?" Aman shouted, "I'm going out."

"Haha." The old monk smiled faintly and continued, "You will naturally know the reason after listening to the old monk."

"At that time, the old monk had already expected that Diqiong Country would have such a disaster. He had made many preparations, but he still could not change the number of days. Even the old monk himself died. The old monk was quite good at his life and devoted himself to the illusion method before his death. Because the people of Diqiong Country all had the belief to support me, the formation was successful."

"All the undead have entered this illusion. Here, time will always be the first few days before the strong wind and sand hit. People will not notice that this is an illusion, nor will they notice the stagnation of time. They still live and work in peace and contentment, and live the days before their death."

Hearing this, Aman couldn't help but yell and said disapprovingly: "What's the point? It's all fake. They are all dead, and you have been deceived by you, and they are fooled."

"The master is also because of his kindness..." Xie Lingyun shook his head and sighed. It is not difficult to understand what Master Zhiming did. This place is like a paradise. True and false. How important is that boundary? It has become blurred...

"What's not a dream bubble?" asked the old monk. He slowly turned around and smiled with a kind old face, "As long as the true Buddha nature is here, why should you be obsessed with the so-called truth and falseness of the external appearance?"

"Didn't you just ask what cause and effect are? Now you are talking about Buddha nature again." Aman pointed at the old monk with a glaring eyes, as if he had grabbed the other party's handle.

The old monk put his hands together and chanted "Amitabha Buddha", revealing his identity as a monk of the Pure Land Sect. "The old monk never doubted the Buddha. What the old monk did now is the Buddha's practice. Since the people in the poor country chanted the Buddha's name with all their heart, they still suffered tragic deaths and could not go to the Western Paradise after death. The old monk brought them into the Buddhism, so the old monk gave them a Paradise."

This was obviously his vow, but Aman still looked disdainful: "You old monk are so self-righteous. Have you asked them if they have? Maybe they don't want to."

"If there were no such great magic of illusion, including the old monk, everyone would have been evil demons and ghosts. Now that the illusion is destroyed, the undead of the people will have nowhere to go, and gradually become resentful and become evil ghosts."

Listening to the old monk's words, Sister Yaomiao couldn't help but nod. It was indeed like this. There were too many undead here and the dead energy was too heavy. Once the entire dead city "wakes up", it was definitely not a good thing. The weak ghost spirits would disappear completely when they could not hold on for a long time. The powerful ones would become more and more fierce, and slowly turn into evil spirits that harmed the world. There might even be one or two demon kings.

"But now it's like this..." Aman frowned, "What is fake is fake, it just doesn't feel good.

"Haha, you donors have some experiences on the street just now. What's wrong with letting the poor people continue to stay safe?" The old monk shook his head and laughed at her for being too persistent.

Xie Lingyun has a different feeling, and he just feels that both are not good, but things in the world have always been difficult to do, and it is really a big deal.

"You are safe, just safe, why do you kill those passing by? You are also turning us into the illusion." Aman snorted. She saw that the old monk was uneasy and felt that there was a conspiracy.

"Kill the passing people?" The old monk was stunned and then laughed. "The old monk has never done that before, but there are new undeads." He explained: "This desert can eat people. If anyone nearby is swallowed by wind and sand, before it becomes a ghost or is harmed by evil spirits, I will try to attract them and enter the illusion."

"I'm asking all donors to come in, to tell you clearly, so that you may not disturb the purity of the poor country.

Everyone understood the truth after hearing this, for example, why Zhenren Xu allowed the existence of illusions? All of this is actually not a harm to the heavens, but it just doesn't sound very nice.

"Old man Xu supports you to do this?" Aman touched his chin thoughtfully. The family was indeed so sensible.

"No support or objection, he was not willing to make things difficult for the country." The old monk replied.

Xie Lingyun nodded and said, "A gentleman is harmonious but different."

"Stop." Aman waved his hand, as if the emperor said to a minister, "I am tired, I will not care about your family affairs." She said, "Let us go out, we are too lazy to pay attention to you. Let's leave and will not disturb your peace."

Others also had this idea. In fact, they couldn't even control it. Although it was a soul body, Master Zhiming's strength was really unpredictable. In this extremely powerful illusion, they were actually fish on the table.

However, the old monk said seriously: "The old monk invites you to come in, there is still something to ask for."

"Oh?" Aman said a long time, his blue eyes turned, and his momentum was completely different. The old monk asked us for it? Then we don't seem to be the real master.

Xie Lingyun clasped his fists and said, "Master, please say, we will definitely help you in everything we can." Chun'er nodded heavily

"Have you ever been helping me?" Aman wanted to bite the two of them to death. This was obviously an opportunity for extortion. Isn't it stupid to promise that I'm so quick?

"Haha, the so-called desert we are in is not the original site of the poor country. In order not to be disturbed by the world, I moved here with the people."

The old monk's words solved everyone's doubts about the two Diqiong countries. He also said: "However, there are still many connections in the formation between this place and the original site. The key to the formation is to build an altar deep in Diqiong Palace. If the altar is destroyed, then this illusion formation will be destroyed."

"In recent decades, because the ruins of Diqiong Country have been revealed, groups of monks have come to explore. The old monks don't know when the world will visit the altar. And recently, many monks have come, including many powerful people. They gather together and seem to want to explore Diqiong Palace together. The old monk's request to the donors is to go to the depths of Diqiong Palace and move the altar to this side intact."

Xie Lingyun was about to agree, but Aman slapped him in the mouth and snorted: "We are very busy, so you can help you, but what are the benefits of us?"

"There are many benefits. With the help of the old monk, the dead energy deep in the Diqi Palace will not hinder you. You only need to deal with the monsters that breed due to the dead energy, and you can get all the treasures in the Diqi Palace.

Aman's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he didn't sound like he was suffering.

Sister Yaomiao also showed joy on her face. Although the dead aura was very difficult, it would be very beneficial to them and the female ghosts if they were friends. Walking a few circles deep in the Earthly Nuo Palace and absorbing a little spiritual energy of the Dead City is like taking a fairy medicine.

Chun'er and Mingzhu had no idea. Depending on Xie Lingyun, he didn't need much thought. He smiled and said, "Our purpose is to explore Diqiu Palace. No problem, we can help." He thought about it again. After all, the master was knowledgeable and asked, "To be honest, our exploration mainly wanted to train a few spirit beasts and prepare to participate in a martial arts competition. One of them was a Bo'er elephant, but it had a great relationship with Diqiu Country."

At this moment, he understood the origin of Bo'erxiang.

"That's really fate." The old monk couldn't help but sighed, "The old monk also saw that Bo'er like a piggy bank magic weapon back then. It was a Hu merchant who wanted to take it to the Central Plains to sell it, but he didn't expect it to be transferred to Donor Xie.

Xie Lingyun nodded and asked, "What can the master do to quickly increase their strength?

"By the way, there are also vicious beasts that conquered Qiongqi," Aman shouted anxiously.
Chapter completed!