Apprentice of the Heavens

Chapter 209 Lanke Temple

early morning
Thick fog filled the mountains, and a building that was incompatible with this era was looming in the mountains, just like the sea city tower in the clouds.

The early birds looked curiously at the building that suddenly appeared overnight, their eyes full of doubts, and some more courageous birds tentatively circled and flew towards the strange building.

Just when the bird chirped and flew a hundred meters away from the strange building, it suddenly hit an invisible barrier and fell straight to the ground in a daze.

"I get the early bird."

Standing on the terrace of the villa, Li Ming waved his hand to take pictures of the early birds, plucked the hair, cleaned the rack and sprinkled the seasoning. After a set of procedures, a scent filled the air in an instant.

Ye Hongyuqiong sniffed lightly with his nose, and looked at the bird on the grill with bright eyes.
"Master, this bird is so pitiful."

"Well, which one do you eat?"

"this one"

Ye Hongyu's white and tender fingers pointed directly at a roasted golden bird, and the alluring scent made her tear up from the corners of her mouth.

"Eat, it's time to go on the road after eating, this place is not far from Lanke Temple."

Hearing this, Ye Hongyu's eyes lit up, and he reached out to take the roasted bird that Li Ming handed over, and bit down on it regardless of the scalding, narrowing his eyes happily, and mumbled, "Thank you, Master."

Li Ming nodded slightly, and concentrated on eating the roasted bird that got up early in his hand, but Ye Hongyu couldn't help but imitate the way he ate the roasted bird slowly, with elegance that never goes out of style.

It took an hour for the master and apprentice to have an elegant breakfast, which shows how slowly they ate.

In front of the gate of the villa, with a big wave of Li Ming's hand, the villa that suddenly appeared in the mountains disappeared suddenly, leaving only the backs of the two people and a donkey walking away along the mountain road.

Autumn is getting stronger, the maple leaves in the mountains are as red as blood, and the autumn wind is bleak, the two of them walk in the maple forest with a donkey, and Ye Hongyu in a red dress jumps happily like a bird returning home in the fiery maple forest.

Gently clamping a maple leaf that fell with the wind, looking at the fiery red leaf, Li Ming naturally thought of a poem, and couldn't help but whispered: "Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, frost leaves are as red as February flowers."

This verse comes from Du Fu's "Mountain Journey". Du Fu lingered so much that he was reluctant to board the car and leave in the evening, which shows that he loves red leaves very much.

The voice of reciting was not too loud, but Ye Hongyu in front of her could still hear it in this quiet maple forest. Light up.

Seeing this, Li Ming shook his head slightly. Fortunately, this is not Blue Star, otherwise his behavior just now might not be written a small essay and posted on the Internet.

Du Fu's two poems can be said to have been played badly on Blue Star.Because of this poem, Xiaoshulin accepted many rickety vehicles, and seemed to want to imitate the ancients and come to a stop to sit and love Fenglin.

"Ugh"

Li Ming sighed slightly and cut off the emotion that seemed to be a world away, admiring the maple red all over the mountain.

I don't know how long it has passed, the blood-red maple leaf forest has been left behind by two people and a donkey, and when I look back, I can only vaguely see a smear of fiery red.

After going back for a while, several strangely shaped peaks suddenly appeared in front of them. The tops of those peaks were as straight as a shave, and looked like black tiles on the eaves.

"Master, Mount Wa has arrived. This mountain is really like tiles."

Ye Hongyu looked at Mount Wa in surprise. Although she traveled to many places with Li Ming, this was the first time she saw such a strange mountain.

"Well, it does look like tiles."

Li Ming nodded slightly, and looked at the Washan Mountain with great interest, which seemed to be built at random by a child. It was the first time he had seen such a strange mountain body, and it was indeed novel.

It seems that because the Yulan Festival is approaching, the town at the foot of Mount Wa is very lively at this time, and the rows of black and white flags on both sides of the street look very clean.

However, the master and apprentice did not enter the small town to join in the fun, but went straight to the Washan Mountain, which was made of black tiles.

Compared with the hustle and bustle in the town, Washan is extremely quiet and indifferent, with ancient trees on both sides of the mountain road.

The two of them, together with a donkey, followed the quiet mountain road to Lanke Temple in Washan. At this time, Lanke Temple seemed to have known about Li Ming's arrival, but a group of monks had already been waiting outside the temple.

"Welcome to Li Sheng."

An old monk with a white beard saluted respectfully, and then all the monks of Lanke Temple also saluted in unison: "Welcome Li Sheng."

Li Ming was not surprised either. He and Ye Hongyu walked along without hiding their tracks. Although Lanke Temple is not as powerful as the Xiling Temple, it still has a certain influence in the south, and it is easy to know his whereabouts. A piece of cake.

"Okay, I'm here to find Master Qishan, so you don't need to be polite."

Li Ming waved his hand, and the monks just received the gift and stood quietly in two rows, looking curiously at this madman who diverted the path of the Xiling Temple.

"Master Qishan is in the back mountain, and the saint will come with the old monk."

The white-bearded old monk stretched out his hand, and looked at Li Ming with a complex expression. Li Ming nodded slightly and turned over from the back of the big black donkey, leading Ye Hongyu to follow the old monk's pace.

The old monk led two people and a donkey through Lanke Temple to the top of Washan Mountain. The top of the mountain is flat and open. A huge stone statue of Buddha is located in the middle of the stone flat, as if the whole Washan Mountain is stepped on like a tile.

A few wisps of cloud and mist drifted past the chest of the Buddha statue. This stone statue of Buddha is one of the tallest Buddha statues in the world. All living beings standing in front of it seem extremely small.

After saluting respectfully to the Buddha statue, the old monk led Li Ming and his disciples around the Buddha statue to the left heel of the Buddha statue.

"Welcome to the saint."

I saw an old monk standing in front of the quiet cave under the heels of the Buddha statue. The old monk was wearing thick cotton monk clothes, as if he was extremely afraid of the cold. Although he was wearing such thick clothes, he did not look bloated. It can be seen how thin the body is under the monk's robe, and judging from his yellowish and wilted long eyebrows, and his mentally exhausted appearance, he seems to be ill.

"Master, you are laughing at me. There is no such thing as a saint or a saint. It is just the Liao Zan of the world."

Li Ming waved his hand. He also admired this truly eminent monk. You must know that Master Qishan was originally recognized as the most promising practitioner at that time.However, in order to save the victims of the Southern Jin Dynasty, he still jumped into the river to stop the flood even though he was seriously ill. He spent a day and a night with all his cultivation ruined, and lived in seclusion in the Wa Shanlu ever since.

There are so many people in the world who can sacrifice themselves for others. Anyway, Li Ming thinks he can't do such a boundless love, but it doesn't prevent him from respecting each other.

(End of this chapter)