Liaozhai Great Sage

Chapter 15 Asgard
Seeing the master and servant leaving, Li Xiuyuan shook his head and smiled, and looked away.

"The benefactor just now is interested in the thousand-year-old sacred tree in the back mountain of the temple?" At this time, Master Li Kong said with a smile on his face.

From the previous conversations, he has already learned that this old monk is the last abbot of Lanruo Temple. His dharma name is empty. He is the last prestige master in Lanruo Temple. Many people respect him very much and he is famous. Dao eminent monk.

Li Xiuyuan's expression changed slightly: "I'm a little curious."

"If the benefactor wants to take a look, the old monk is willing to lead the way." Master Liaokong said.

"Master Lao will lead the way." Li Xiuyuan said.

With a smile on his face, Master Liao Kong led Li Xiuyuan and others into the Daxiong Palace.

"If you pass through the main hall, you can go straight into the backyard, and you can see the sacred tree."

Li Xiuyuan nodded, feeling that the master took him a short cut, but when he passed by the Daxiong Palace, he stopped suddenly and was attracted by a mural.

The mural depicts the scene of fairies picking flowers and flying to the fairy palace.

Every fairy described above is graceful and beautiful. They wear fairy clothes, ride the clouds and ride the fog, and smile charmingly, which is fascinating.

A sudden.

Li Xiuyuan suddenly saw a barefoot, graceful fairy flying out of the mural, flying down from the mural with a smile on her face, and slowly flying towards him stepping on auspicious clouds.

"I am a fairy in the sky, my lord, would you like to go to the fairy palace with me? If you are willing, please hold my hand, and I will take you to the fairy palace."

The barefoot fairy stretched out her slender hands and smiled.

Li Xiuyuan was suddenly amazed, one must know that he has a seven-apertured exquisite heart and cannot see through any illusions, but there is no way to explain what is going on right now.

Is it an illusion?

It seems not, the barefoot fairy in front of him is really incomparable, he can even smell the fragrance from this fairy.

Is this really the road to Asgard?

Li Xiuyuan subconsciously wanted to grab the barefoot fairy's hand and go to the fairy palace to have a look, but suddenly saw that the scene on the mural had changed.

Under the original picture of fairies picking flowers, there is another picture. In the picture, the people are in the fire and darkness, howling and struggling, and there are all kinds of demons and ghosts raging in the sky. kill.

"Since I go to the Immortal Palace, all the things in the mortal world have nothing to do with my son, and there are so many sufferings in the mortal world, how can I be as free as flying into the heavenly palace. Today I have a destiny with you, and I would like to bring you to live in the fairy palace." The barefoot fairy said softly.

Li Xiuyuan suddenly laughed: "I have no ambition to reward the people, especially suffering. There are cries everywhere in the mountains and rivers. The mortal world suffers. I am a mortal person. How can I be greedy for pleasure and avoid entering the fairy palace? The fairy should invite someone else. Kindly, I, Li Xiuyuan, took it."

"Since that's the case, then I won't bother the young master."

With a bit of regret and regret, the barefoot fairy withdrew her jade hand, turned around and left in the air, flying into the mural, becoming a relief sculpture again.

After everything returned to calm again, Li Xiuyuan suddenly came back to his senses and found that everything in the Daxiong Palace was normal. There were no fairies, palaces, and only pilgrims burning incense and worshiping Buddha. It is just an ordinary mural, everything before it seems to be an illusion, and it never happened at all.

But he still seemed to be able to smell the faint fragrance left by the fairy.

"Master, did you see what happened just now?" Li Xiuyuan asked with a surprised expression.

"Amitabha, just now the benefactor was attracted by the murals and stopped to look at it for an hour. The old monk didn't know what happened to the benefactor." Master Liao Kong said with a smile on his face.

Li Xiuyuan's expression changed slightly, he actually stopped and watched for an hour?
I clearly just stayed for a while.

But looking at the sky outside, I found that it was indeed the case, the sky was already dark, and there were far fewer pilgrims than before.

For a moment, I was shocked and suspicious.

Could it be that my exquisite heart with seven apertures will also have a day when I will encounter evil?Is my cheap master lying to me?
"Donor don't need to be suspicious, maybe everything the donor saw just now is just an illusion in the donor's heart, it is the evolution of the donor's heart." Master Liao Kong said again.

At this time, Li Xiuyuan recalled the appearance of that barefoot fairy, and it was exactly the same as that of Widow Du in Xiahe Village. Those jade feet were also as exquisite as the one that Widow Du presented to him that day. In the past few days, the millennium centipede, the millennium tree spirit, zombies, ghosts?

When he thought of this, he just smiled and shook his head.

"What the master said is very true, everything is just an illusion in my heart."

With a clear thought, my heart suddenly became enlightened.

Master Liaokong clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, the benefactor is very enlightened. If all the people in the world are as enlightened as the benefactor, then the world will be truly peaceful."

"The master is absurd. If the master hadn't woken up, I would still be trapped in an illusion." Li Xiuyuan replied.

"Amitabha, it was the benefactor who saw through the illusion and struggled out, not the old monk who pointed it out. If the benefactor wants to see the sacred tree just now, please come here." Master Liao Kong said.

"No, it's already very late today, so it's inconvenient to continue disturbing the master. I wonder if I can stay in your temple for one night. I am very grateful." Li Xiuyuan said.

It was so late to find the sacred tree that might be a thousand-year-old tree demon. He was a little worried, so he might as well go and see it tomorrow.

"Naturally, monks want to be convenient for others. The old monk told one of his disciples to take some of them to the side room to rest." Master Liaokong said.

"Thank you, Master." Li Xiuyuan said.

After a while, a young novice arranged a wing room for Li Xiuyuan, Tieshan and several others, and had a fast meal.

After eating the fast meal, Li Xiuyuan didn't feel sleepy at night, but was full of energy. All he could think about in his mind was the miraculous things that happened in the Daxiong Palace during the day. Go check it out and find out.

"Aren't you going to sleep, young master?" Outside the door, Tieshan has been guarding the left and right, never leaving.

Li Xiuyuan said; "No heart to sleep, I want to walk around, you go to rest first, you don't need to protect me."

Although this is Lanruo Temple, but looking at the temple is so prosperous, it is impossible to imagine that there are any ghosts and ghosts haunting it.

"Eldest young master, how can this be done? The master told the young one to protect the young master's safety at every step." Tieshan said.

Li Xiuyuan smiled and said, "With my martial arts, do I need your protection?"

Tieshan smiled awkwardly when he thought that the young master could carry a 72-jin gun, open a three-stone bow, and his martial arts skills were stronger than anyone in Guobei County.

"Go back and rest, but be careful, don't sleep so dead, I'll be back soon after walking around." Li Xiuyuan signaled.

"Yes, young master." Tieshan answered, and entered the side room next to him.

"Tick~!"

Just when Li Xiuyuan walked into the yard, a stone wrapped in a piece of paper was thrown at his feet.

Looking for the sound, he saw a woman's figure passing by at the far door, and left quickly with the sound of hurried footsteps.

"Ok?"

Li Xiuyuan became a little puzzled, but still curiously picked up the roll of paper, opened it and found a line of delicate handwriting on it: Yesterday's old place, we gathered with you.

"is her."

Immediately, in his mind, he thought of the pretty woman who had misunderstood him during the day.

(End of this chapter)