Ji Liao looked down at his feet, and there was only a small sand crust piled up from the river sand and mud. People said that the size of a palm is a place with a cone. Now the sand crust under his feet interprets this word very well.

Looking around, he wanted to lift his energy and fly lightly, but found that he had no vitality and magic power on his body.

Ji Liao was not panicked, and he immediately made a judgment in his heart that this was not the real world.

Someone rowed over from a distance and soon approached him.

The boatman dressed simply and was a bald head.

He said, "Master, which temple are you from?"

Ji Liao said: "It's from Leiyin Temple."

The boatman was stunned and said, "Which Leiyin Temple?"

Ji Liao shouted, "Which Leiyin Temple do you think it is?" He made a rolling thunder sound and almost overturned the ship.

After years of improvement in Ji Liao, this Lei Yin breathing method has become his instinct. Even if it is not the real world, Ji Liao can use it. He replied that Lei Yin Temple is so easy to leak, because Lei Yin Temple is in Lingshan, and everyone has Lingshan in their hearts. The difference is that some people can see it, while others cannot.

Since Lingshan is in my heart, Leiyin Temple is naturally in my heart.

The boatman waited for the rolling thunder to stop, then sighed and said, "Where did you learn these words?"

Ji Liao looked at the boatman indifferently and said, "It's nonsense, so there is no need to learn."

The boatman seemed not to have expected Ji Liao to answer like this. He asked after a while: "Where are you going, I'll send you."

Ji Liao smiled and said, "I won't go anywhere."

The boatman said, "I am the only one boat here. If you don't get on the boat, you will really not be able to leave."

Ji Liao said: "No."

The boatman sighed softly and rowed away.

Ji Liao sat cross-legged and admired the surrounding lake waves.

The water is vast and the white clouds are leisurely on the lake, as if there is endless fun in it, which deeply attracts him.

At this moment, there was no Mu Qing around him, and it was very quiet.

No matter how long it took, no matter how lonely it was, Ji Liao just stayed silently. Suddenly the boatman came again, and he said, "Master, I'll take you to the shore."

Ji Liao looked at him and said, "Where is the shore?"

The boatman stammered and didn't answer. He said, "Master, where do you say the shore? Let me tell you, I'll send you there."

Ji Liao smiled and said, "Isn't it that under me?"

The boatman immediately said, "This shore is not the other shore."

Ji Liao said, "You said this, but you are still bound by the truth. Come on, I will loosen your muscles and bones for you."

As he spoke, one hand was as fast as lightning, and he actually snatched the boatman's wooden pulp, lifted the wooden pulp and knocked the boatman into the water.

After Ji Liao finished fighting, he said, "Can you still tell the truth?"

The boatman took a few sips of water and just spit out and wanted to speak.

Ji Liao hit him with another wooden pulp, and he fell into the water again.

The boatman took a while before he lifted his head out of the water. This time he didn't speak anymore, but just nodded suddenly.

Ji Liao did not move and waited for him to climb onto the boat.

The ship was also strange. It didn't have cables, but it didn't go with the flow.

After the boatman got on the boat again, he said, "Master, I really have nothing to teach you. You can use this Wanqing Lake Wave for your own use, I'll go."

He obviously got on the boat, and then suddenly plunged into the lake.

This time it never floated up again.

Ji Liao was paying attention for a long time, and finally sighed and said, "You taught me that the success of enlightenment still has the meaning of fulfillment. You want to fulfill me."

Their previous question and answer was actually the boatman talking about his own way, but Ji Liao was unswerving and was not influenced by the boatman.

The boatman had nothing to say, so he sacrificed his last bit of persistent obsession to prove that Ji Liao was right to insist on himself.

After a while, Ji Liao sighed silently and said, "You have fulfilled me, and I will fulfill others in the end, right?"

"But I don't want to help others either." Ji Liao answered by himself.

The lake waves are quiet and the boat is solid.

Ji Liao looked at Wanqing Lake Wave for a long time and said softly: "This water wave is your Dharma intention. I have nothing to thank you, so I let it live in the world. It is also considered that you are still in the world and have never left."

Ji Liao clasped his hands together and his body glowed.

This is probably what Madam Nie said about Huiguang.

Ji Liao firmly felt enlightened from the boatman, and now he used this enlightenment to preserve the Dharma intention that should have been driven by him, that is, the Wanqing Lake Waves.

If he is willing to accept it, he can say that he can reach the realm of immortality without any hindrance. There will be no side effects.

But he never needs others to help him, nor do he want others to help him.

The flowing water sounded, and Ji Liao sat cross-legged silently.

Gradually, the sandbank under him expanded and continued to rise.

At this time, people around Jiangzhou Prefecture saw this amazing scene. The wilderness where the Jialan Temple was originally located slowly formed a water moor. The original grass turned into algae, the small insects turned into shrimps, and the big insects turned into fish. Occasionally, some families were caught in the lake water and floated up, and finally landed on the dock and became houses built by the water.

The waves of Wanqing Lake are rippling with a lonely peak in the middle, surrounded by water, and a pagoda can be seen hidden in the mountains and forests.

The pagoda is brand new, full of blue bricks.

Ji Liao sat cross-legged next to the pagoda, and a monk swept the ground was silent and exiled not far away.

He only said to Ji Liao, "I have been waiting for you all my life", and then there was nothing else.

Ji Liao looked at the silent monk who sweeping the floor and realized that when he saw his arrival, he had already fulfilled his mind. It was his wish that he would come, and his wish would be fulfilled, and he would die like a lamp extinguished.

Mu Qing flew out of the pagoda, and she said angrily: "You didn't accept that inheritance."

Ji Liao nodded slowly.

"Are you crazy? This is probably the inheritance left by a certain Bodhisattva or ancient Buddha. As long as you accept it, we will most likely easily reach the peak of the world and get rid of our current state."

Mu Qing was suppressed as soon as he entered the pagoda. She immediately knew that this might be a rare opportunity, and it was obvious that the protagonist of this opportunity was Ji Liao, because the mysterious old monk sweeping the floor said, "He has been waiting for Ji Liao for the rest of his life."

Although Mu Qing didn't know what kind of inheritance Ji Liao accepted, it was easy to guess that the level of this inheritance must be unimaginable. She and Ji Liao are now rooted in yin and yang, so Ji Liao's chances are of course halfway.

But now she came out and it was obvious that although Ji Liao made some breakthroughs, there was no fundamental change.

Ji Liao smiled and said, "If I had known that the inheritance was so powerful, I was afraid I would not have made up my mind."

He looked at the lake water at the foot of the mountain and said, "It's too late to regret."

Mu Qing was very smart, looked at the lake and said, "Is the lake strange?"

She flew down the mountain and rushed into the lake.

Soon she went up the mountain again and said, "Nothing."

"No, I still underestimated your opportunity this time. The lake water is clearly transformed by the Dharma, but it is no different from the normal lake water. This is already a means to confuse the real Creator." Mu Qing really doubts now that she was crazy, or Ji Liao was crazy.

Ji Liao smiled and said, "Damage is the basis of good fortune, and good fortune is the basis of bad fortune. I am not sad, why are you anxious?"

Mu Qing snorted: "If God doesn't take it, you will be blamed. Haven't you heard of it?"

Ji Liao said: "I also know that if God is going to give a great responsibility to this man, he must first work hard."

"You will regret it in the future."

"Then I'll talk about it later." Ji Liao slowly stood up.

He disappeared like a flying geese, leaving only this empty new pagoda and the silent old monk who swept the floor.

The strange things outside Jiangzhou Prefecture naturally alarmed the government. Someone came to investigate soon and finally found only this brand new Kalan Temple.

Many people think that this is the manifestation of Buddhism in the world, but the old monk is dead, and who will preside over the temple has become a problem for the government for a while.

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There will be monsters in the deep mountains and great sieges.

For a time, the wind and rain were rising, and thunder and lightning were rising.

The beasts hide in the cave and dare not come out, and mountain torrents may erupt at any time.
Chapter completed!