The strange mountains stand tall, the mountains are connected, green and steep, and clouds are surrounded by clouds. At this time, it is already ice and snow in the north, but in Shennongjia, it is green. Only the top of the mountain is white. The peak of the mountain is midsummer, the top of the mountain is bright, and the top of the mountain is ice, the top of the mountain is bright, and the red, orange, yellow and green are not enough. Spring, summer, autumn and winter are the most difficult to distinguish. This is the best portrayal of Shennongjia. From a scientific point of view, it has the only well-preserved subtropical forest ecosystem in the mid-latitude in the northern hemisphere of the world today. However, for China, this is one of the most mysterious places on the land of China.

When all natural environments are caused by destruction, and the well-preserved place will definitely have reasons for it to be preserved.

There are people and guests in the mountains, but the old monk regards those people as nothing, their destiny is created by themselves, appearance is born from the heart, and there is no form in the world, and the mind does not move, and everything does not move; the mind does not change, and everything does not change.

The old monk naturally has reached this state of formlessness in the world.

Behind him was a disciple in a green robe following him. It was strange that he was a female disciple. He looked only in his twenties. Because of his beauty, even if she shaved her head, it could be seen that she was a female disciple.

The Buddha said that all sentient beings suffer because of an attachment. However, many Buddhist monks do not accept female disciples, but are also because they are obsessed with gender. This also shows that the old monk is extraordinary in his fortune.

The female disciple was carrying a person behind her back. The man had no breathing or any signs of life. Who would it be if it were Ye Feng?

"In legend, Shennongjia was named after Shennong, one of the ancestors of China, set up a tree as a ladder, picking hundreds of herbs to save people from suffering from illness. Therefore, this place is a holy land of China. Even so, this place is full of dangers. Please be careful of the road under your feet."

The old monk walked step by step, following Ye Feng's sutras step by step, and the steps of each step were the same.

"Master, why don't we jump to the top of the mountain?"

"Amitabha, the road is step by step. Thousands of years ago, Xuanzang traveled to the west and Luan Zhen crossed the east. Their Buddhist teachings are profound, but they are down-to-earth. Even the people in the world know that climbing a mountain is to climb up the mountain step by step."

After listening to the old monk's words, Jingzang's face showed a piety and said respectfully: "Disciple has been taught." After a few seconds of silence, Jingzang said: "Master, what kind of master is there on this Shennongjia that can save the donor?"

"You will know when you arrive." After the old monk finished speaking, the master and apprentice stopped talking and remained silent all the way.

I don’t know how long I walked, but there was no tourist around them. Every time the terrain of Shennongjia rises by 100 meters, the temperature drops by 100 meters. At this time, they have already walked into the forest where the coniferous forest and broad-leaved forest are intersecting at an altitude of more than 1,700 meters.

There were crying from time to time in the forest, either beautiful or scary, but these could not disturb the will of the master and apprentice.

"Squeak" accompanied by a scream, a golden monkey fell from the air and landed on Ye Feng who was hiding behind him.

After Jingzang felt it, he hurriedly put down Ye Feng, but the moment he put it down, the golden monkey jumped to the top of the tree and laughed at Jingzang.

"Master, what is this? She is so beautiful." Jingzang looked at the golden monkey on the top of the tree, full of joy.

For twenty years, she has been following the old monk and has never left the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang. Therefore, she knows nothing about everything in the world and all kinds of things in the world. She just learned Chinese and Sanskrit for learning Buddhism. When she just went down the mountain, she felt extremely curious when she saw herself and humans outside of her master.

"There is no form in the world, everything you see is just an illusion."

After hearing this, Jingzang pouted gently, jumped lightly, and jumped to the branch. She originally wanted to touch this cute little thing, but she didn't know that the monkey was frightened and jumped to a higher branch. She looked down at the human who wanted to catch her, made a loud laugh, and then climbed over the branches and disappeared into the forest.

After seeing the Sutra Zang, he was full of grievance and jumped down from the branch to his master's side and said, "I can clearly hear its sound, why is it an illusion?"

"Amitabha Buddha, Bodhi has no tree, and a mirror is not a platform. There is nothing in it, so where can dust be caused? Over the years, you have learned a lot of Buddhism, but you have not realized the true meaning of Buddhism. Let's go."

After the old monk finished speaking, Jingzang took Ye Feng back and followed the master's steps thoughtfully.

"The person who comes to this place stops." When the old monk and Jingzang were about to walk out of this forest, this illusory and vague sound came from the empty mountains.

"Amitabha." With the Buddha's name, the old monk stopped and said aloud: "The great monk from Dunhuang Thousand Buddha Cave asked for a visit."

"Master? I am neither monk nor Taoist, neither god nor demon. I will not seek to see the great monk, and the great monk does not have to come and see the great monk." The faint voice came again.

"Amitabha, the old monk came here and asked for something." The great monk clasped his hands together and said respectfully.

"I don't ask for the great monk, and the great monk doesn't have to ask for the great monk. You can go." The illusory and vague voice issued a ruthless order to expel guests. Although the monk could not see any expression on his face, the Sutra was unhappy and said, "The Buddha said, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. My master and I came here to ask you to save this donor."

"First, I am not a Buddha, so there is no need to listen to the Buddha's words. Second, what does this person's life have to do with me?" The voice came again.

"The master said that this donor is in the lifeline of the world. You are a master. This donor has nothing to do with you. People in the world will always have something to do with you, right?" Jingzang said unhappily.

"Haha, the little baby's words are so sharp, why did he escape into Buddhism? I will tell you that the people in the world have the luck of the people in the world, and it is not related to a certain person. I will tell you that all religions are lies. The God of the West and the Buddha of Buddhism have used a lie to deceive many believers. The little baby, I will advise you that it is better to believe in Buddhism than to believe in Buddhism. There is no religion on the land of China, and it is still a bit reliable for Taoists to believe in the great way between heaven and earth."

After listening to the song Zang, she looked at the master nervously, but she didn't expect that the master was not not angry, but was happy.

"Amitabha, what the donor said is very true, but the purpose of religion weaving this lie is to guide people to be good. For the sake of the word "good", I also ask the donor to save this child."

The old monk clasped his hands together and said respectfully.
Chapter completed!