Thanks for coming out of it.

"Thank you, Master."

Zhu Xiaolian and Meng Longtan thanked the great monk again.

"Go, the outside is your world."

As soon as they waved their hands, a breeze came up, and the next moment, the three of them only felt that the world was spinning and they had arrived outside the ancient temple.

"Wow, it's amazing."

After a while, Zhu Xiaolian looked at the ancient temple and sighed in his heart.

Meng Longtan on the side also nodded in agreement.

In just one night, the two seemed to have experienced a dream life.

"Little donor, where are you going this time?"

Zhu Xiaolian turned slightly and asked Fa Hai.

The two were also in trouble.

"The little monk is home in the four seas and travels all over the world."

Fa Hai frowned and said a word, still looking at the ancient temple.

Weird, very strange.

At this moment, when he left the ancient temple, Fahai could not see through the ancient temple.

"That little benefactor, I'll be on my way first."

In the distance, the sky was slightly lit, and Zhu Xiaolian and others had to go to Beijing to take the exam.

The fantasy experience of this ancient temple is over, and several people have to continue their journey.

After giving Fahai a slight salute, Zhu Xiaolian carried his luggage and set out on the road with the book boy and Meng Longtan.

Fa Hai stood on the gravel, looked at the backs of several people leaving, and thought deeply for a while.

"call out."

When the figure moved, it did not leave, but went straight to the ancient temple.

Inside the dimly lit ancient temple, the candle flames have dimmed.

The big monk was still sitting in the same place, with his eyes closed.

The murals on both sides are exactly the same as when they first came, and have not changed in the slightest.

"Amitabha, the little benefactor has gone and returned, do you still have any doubts?"

The big monk opened his eyes and looked over.

"Where is this place?"

Fa Hai's eyes shone with Buddha's light, but he did not give in an inch, pressing him step by step.

Dharma radiance flickered all over his body, but he was ready to go.

"Little donor, isn't this an ancient temple?"

The big monk replied softly.

And the next moment, I saw a flash of aura, and the muzzle of the gun barrel was directly in front of him.

"This is not the ancient temple that I came to in the first place."

Fa Hai glanced around, and Fa's eyes couldn't see through the delusions around him.

But Fahai's inner intuition can't go wrong.

What's more, if he really went in for two hours.

How could the surrounding mural scene not move at all?

"Little donor, the poor monk doesn't know what you are talking about?"

After saying a word, the big monk got up slightly and looked at Fa Hai.

"Do not you know?"

Seeing the other party like this, Fa Hai showed a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Everything is false, and he is in falsehood.

"If I guess correctly, I haven't stepped out of the illusion at all."

Taking a slight step out, the ancient temple at the foot of Fahai suddenly appeared faint ripples.

The ripples and fluctuations spread little by little, and the next moment, the surrounding ancient temple scene instantly became hazy.

Only the big monk in front of him still smiled and looked at Fa Hai lightly.

"Amitabha, it's better for the donor to stop."

Chapter 557

"Amitabha, it's better for the donor to stop."

The great monk had a peaceful face, and said slowly to Fa Hai.

The ripples that appeared around him dissipated little by little when the great monk was around him, and never approached him for half a minute.

"If I'm not mistaken, the mural behind you is a real fantasy."

Fa Hai sneered, all this is false, only the mural behind the monk is true.

At the beginning, it seemed that he had escaped from the illusion, but it was only from one illusion to another.

"Real or unreal."

The big monk was unmoved, and continued to laugh in his mouth.

"If you think it's true, that's true, if you think it's fantasy, that's fantasy."

"Hmph, don't talk more."

Fahai sneered, how could the real and the illusory ever be so differentiated.

Fantasy is fantasy.

"Little donor, you still don't understand, if you want, please."

The big monk retreated from the steps that he had never let go.

Wei Wei stretched out his hand, indicating that Fa Hai could pass.

"Huh? You won't stop me?"

Fa Hai frowned, feeling that things seemed to get even more weird.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has never stopped, and will not stop."

The great monk gave a salute, but gave way generously.

"He yearns for life, and the donor wants to do it by himself."

With just one sentence in his mouth, Fa Hai's frowning brows became more and more puzzled.

Things were not at all what he expected.

Did he guess wrong?

But the surrounding illusion was shattered, as if to verify his conjecture.

After hesitating for a long time, Fahai finally stepped into the mural.

It's real, it's fantasy.

He will see for himself.

"Amitabha."

The big monk just said one sentence, but he didn't make the slightest move.

The mural glowed with inspiration, and the next moment, Fa Hai's body slowly disappeared.

For a time, the ancient temple gradually became hazy and disappeared little by little.

Inside the mural, inside the pavilion

Fa Hai, who was sitting on the window platform, suddenly opened his eyes with a strong look of shock in his eyes.

"came back!"

Looking at the scene outside the window, Fa Hai sighed inwardly.

"Little donor, are you awake?"

A squeak sounded, Fa Hai turned around and looked, and saw Shaoyao standing in front of him intact.

"Huh? How many hours did I sleep?"

Seeing this scene, Fa Hai breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, everything I experienced before was illusory.

"Little donor, you have slept for more than an hour."

Shaoyao was puzzled and replied in his mouth.

"More than an hour?"

Fa Hai murmured, feeling that something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't figure it out.

"Little donor, it's getting late, rest early."

Shaoyao said slowly behind him. Although Fahai had doubts in his heart, he didn't think about it.

Taking a look at Shaoyao, Fahai finally persuaded her to quit.

As a Buddhist, Fahai has his own bottom line.

"Hmph, I don't know how funny it is."

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