With magical powers, I can quietly meditate on sutras for hundreds of years and become an immortal.

Chapter 112 The Great Monk Following
  Daheishan is right in front of you.

And the time point mentioned on the animal skin scroll has also arrived.

Although, exactly when will it happen?

In the past years, the mysterious Xiantian Palace only existed in other people's mouths or descriptions in books.

Li Zhen didn't know.

But to him, this has no impact.

He has been waiting for this for twenty-three years.

It's just a matter of waiting a little longer, no big deal.

Now that he has arrived at Daheishan, that is enough.

However, before walking into these vast mountains.

Li Zhen felt that he still needed to clean up the tail that was following him first.

Otherwise, it will always be a little uncomfortable.

"You've been following me for so long, why don't you come out and meet me?"

"This, Master!"

Turning around, his eyes swept across the vast whiteness of the sky and the earth.

A playful and teasing look flashed across his eyes.

As soon as the palm of the hand is turned, the color of the world has changed.

With a roar.

It was as if there was a terrifying white disaster blowing up in his vision, and everything was blurry.

There was only the sound of the howling wind, accompanied by the white snow hitting the face like a knife.

"Amitabha."

"The young monk has met Almsgiver Li."

In the snowy sky, it seemed like a light squeezed unexpectedly.

Flashing with a dim yellow light.

It was obviously a freezing cold environment.

Looking at his appearance, it gave people an inexplicable warm feeling.

Li Zhen looked slightly sideways.

Looking at the monk walking out of the snow.

Red lips, white teeth, handsome young man.

This is his first impression.

Turning around, his eyes fell on a string of Buddhist beads hanging from the gap between his thumb and index finger with his hands clasped together.

Li Zhen's originally dull expression suddenly flashed with a cold look.

There are one hundred and eight beads in total, jade white.

Against the backdrop of the hazy light surrounding the monk, he exudes a warm and restrained luster.

However, its material is not gold, jade, or agate.

Rather, the materials for making the evil Buddhist instruments that Li Zhen accidentally learned about during his previous chats with the old Taoist priests were the same.

Human bones!

A person’s eyebrow bone!
  If you are more particular about it.

It will also be the brow bone of a great and eminent monk.

Famous is worse than meeting.

Li Zhen seemed to understand now.

Obviously those Taoist priests don't care about human incense at all.

Or, does anyone believe in Taozu?

But in the past years, the secret attempts of these great monks to preach have been dispelled again and again.

Without it.

This style of making the best use of everything is really unacceptable to Taoists.

I heard that Buddhism in the Western Regions is better.

The most it can do is enslave a country and live a more luxurious life.

But the monks in the Snowy Mountains in the southwest are the best.

What gombala, human skin drum.

Listening to it, it makes people shudder.

Now, Li Zhen simply confirmed this person's origin.

Needless to say, the monk on the snow mountain.

"I don't have much time to talk to you."

"Tell me, what do you want to do after following me all the way?"

Li Zhen lowered his eyelids and stopped looking at him.

Instead, he took out a handful of soybeans from the bag next to Erqing and fed it to him.

Everything is good in the north, except that it snows half the year.

Fortunately, this guy has been tinkering for many years and has finally completed his "Secret of Immortality".

It is not an ordinary cow, but it is not afraid of the cold.

At this time, it was different from its owner.

Perhaps it had been a long time since he had seen anyone other than Li Zhen.

Blinking his eyes, he looked at the monk in front of him with curiosity.

"The great little monk comes from Nyingma Monastery in Tibet."

"The donor's mount is quite spiritual." It was clear that Li Zhen didn't like him.

The monk who claimed to be a great master was not angry at all.

Instead, he looked at Er Qing, smiling and trying to make connections.

Li Zhen raised his eyes and looked at him slightly.

Although he was smiling, his eyes were very indifferent.

Then you know that this is a character with a habitual fake smile, very hypocritical.

And he didn't treat him as a young man.

Since he knew that incense can prolong life, he did not use appearance to confirm the longevity of monks.

Who knows if this person is an old can that has been sealed for who knows how many years?

"You have something to say."

"If nothing happens, don't follow Pindao again."

"Otherwise, the consequences are at your own risk."

Li Zhen narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed.

"The donor misunderstood."

Dashu Sheng also seemed to have some taste.

It had a different taste than when I just made a small fuss to force him to come out.

He stopped walking forward, chanted the Buddha's name, and said:
  "Amitabha."

"The poor monk wants to ask the donor, is the bottle of incense still in the donor's hand?"

"If so, would the poor monk be willing to exchange for it?"

That's it?
  Li Zhen was stunned for a moment.

I thought the monk had followed him persistently for so many years because he had some grudge.

But I didn't expect that it was still because of the incident of sending the son to the Guanyin Temple.

He raised his eyebrows and didn't bother to argue:

"It's been used a long time ago, it's gone."

"Stop pestering Pindao."

After that, he took Er Qing's feet deep and shallow and disappeared into the vast mountains and forests.

After a stick of incense, he disappeared.

Only a series of footprints remained, revealing the direction in which he left.

Dashu Sheng did not catch up again.

He just stared in the direction Li Zhen left with some confusion.

There was no smile on his face, and there was silence.

Only in his eyes, there was a strange flash.

"There is no smell of incense on my body, and I have never practiced the Golden Body Technique."

"The physical body is very strong, but there are no signs of practicing the Dragon Elephant Magic Skill."

"Stumped, I was really wrong."

As for Li Zhen's words used elsewhere.

But he didn't believe it.

If only this incense were that easy to use.

As a Buddhist, he would not wait until now to start his journey eastward.

But the situation
  Dashusheng shook his head, changed direction and entered Daheishan.

As the only Grand Master in Great Zhou at the moment.

Even though he has not been in the capital in recent years, he has been wandering around.

But for Buddhists, Li Zhen is still the one they want to preach to the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The biggest one is an obstacle.

Although we met by chance, I don't know why he came to the barren mountains and ridges of the Far East.

But the land on the other side of the mountain is related to the most important arrangement of Buddhism.

Great feeling.

At the critical moment, it was necessary to give up the idea of ​​continuing north.

Li Zhen naturally didn't know what was going on in Dashusheng's heart.

At this time, he had already entered the forest extremely skillfully.

Not the first time.

After more than ten years, sleeping in the wild has become commonplace.

Once you enter the mountain, you feel as friendly as returning home.

We found a cave and borrowed a thick leather coat from the aborigines.

Li Zhenzhen planned to make a pot of hot soup in this ice and snow.

Then have a comfortable sleep and search for the possible location of the Xiantian Palace tomorrow.

But as soon as the casserole was removed from Erqing's body, his ears twitched.

There was a hint of sullenness on his face.

Heart Road:

‘Since this monk cannot listen to others’ advice. ’

‘Then treat him to an iron fist! ’

(End of this chapter)