You have to believe that I am really a white lotus

The lights in the room were flickering, and Ye Lan and the round-faced Cultivator Chen saw him sticking to the mountain wall with a terrified face, and thought he had seen something terrifying, and asked in unison: "Fellow Daoist Lu, what's wrong with you?" ? Could it be something?"

Ye Lan walked a few steps towards him, the light and shadow on his face changed, as if a mask was on his face, constantly changing his expression, it was so weird and creepy.

Brother Lu touched the stone wall behind him and retreated to the side, yelling: "Don't come here, who are you, Qingyue Shenjun, Qingyue Shenjun is already on your body...I shouldn't come here...we shouldn't come here A trip..."

His eyes were wide open, and his expression of fear was palpable. He didn't look like a monk with a clear mind, but he was worse than some resolute mortals.

Ye Lan didn't know whether to laugh or frown, sighed softly, and forced himself to Brother Lu's side, and patted his face hard: "What is Qingyue Shenjun seizing the house, my teacher's soul is just happy when he comes home, and he won't do it at all." Duoshe. Brother Lu, what’s wrong with you, you’re trembling, as if you’ve been fascinated by someone?”

Under the dim candlelight, Brother Lu's expression was gloomy and ferocious, and he spoke incoherently, as if he had lost his soul.

Ye Lan wanted to wake him up, but he was so frightened that he retreated desperately along the cave wall, knocking down a candlestick in the corner of the cave.The firelight fell on the table, but it burned brighter, illuminating a copper stove with smoke curling up on the table.On top of the stove a copper crane spits out smoke, but the smoke itself has no taste.

Ye Lan felt something was wrong, so she held down the beak of the crane and mobilized her true energy to suppress Qingyan.But the divine sense probed into the copper furnace, only to find that there was no incense in the furnace, but a fire burning in the air, which could not be extinguished by his strength.

Cultivator Chen also saw the stove, quickly covered his mouth and nose, and asked in a low voice: "Is there something in this smoke that confuses the mind? Can fellow Taoists see what kind of incense it is?"

Ye Lan shook her head: "I saw a fire burning in the pot, and there was no spice."

Cultivator Chen also thought about the pot for a while, and suddenly a brighter light than candlelight burst out in his eyes: "This is the incense burner made of color and space! It uses the seven emotions and six desires as fuel, and burns it into an incense that can arouse the deepest emotions in people's hearts... I have read in ancient books that this is the most commonly used object for the feasts of those gods! As long as the incense is burned, the carnival joy of the banquet will never fade, and those gods will gather handsome men and women in their temples to enjoy themselves. Enjoy..."

"Impossible, my teacher is not this kind of person!"

"No such thing! When I was young, I didn't hold such a banquet at home, and I didn't look for that kind of young and beautiful servant god. How could I have such a hobby in a mountain! I installed this stove purely because other people lived in caves and palaces at that time. There is one in the house, it looks outdated if you don’t pretend...and if that person didn’t have too many desires in his heart, the stove wouldn’t be able to turn on at all! We have lived in the mountains for so long, haven’t you seen it blowing smoke outside? ?”

Ye Lan was filled with righteous indignation to rectify the teacher's name outside, and Yue Qingfeng also eagerly defended himself in the coffin.He managed to invite Lian Nianchu to live with him, and there was a pure little lotus seed on his coffin, how could these people slander his noble and innocent personality?

Lian Nianchu saw that he was so anxious that he was about to get out of the coffin, so he quickly pressed his shoulders, and comforted him softly: "Of course I believe you, brother Yue, didn't we just know each other for a day or two? I know you're not like that."

The two of them have known each other for almost a year at a shallow level, and at least five years at a deeper level.From the day he was enlightened, from the time he heard the poem "Ningran's heart is a white lotus", he knew that his benefactor was as noble as his own flower.

How can such a person hold banquets every day and live in a dream?

What's more, the banquet is not easy to hold. Otherwise, can they sell hundreds of ducks and geese at the Temple of Wine?

If calculated according to the most common buffet specifications, excluding the 3000 years that Brother Yue turned to practice inaction, since he was born with a divine body, even if he only invites a dozen guests a day, then after eating and drinking for 5000 years, this mountain It has long been eaten into a bald mountain, and it cannot be saved even with spiritual energy!

Yue Qingfeng held Lian Nianchu's hand excitedly, deeply feeling the happiness of being trusted by others, so he also showed a little teacher-student affection and told Ye Lan in the hall outside: "You two friends have too many distracting thoughts in their hearts. The color-empty censer is lit by the overflowing thoughts in their hearts, and the incense fire cannot be extinguished until it is burned out, so beat them..."

Just as he was about to say that it would be good to knock them out, he suddenly remembered that this was an excellent opportunity for Ye Lan to recite his faith, so he swallowed the word "dizzy" and asked him to pray to the White Lotus God devoutly in his heart, and pray a lot These people can be restored to normal.

Ye Lan had already heard the word "hit", looked at Cultivator Lu who was going crazy with fear, felt pity in his heart, chased after him and punched him unconscious.Then he prayed to Yue Qingfeng, put the troublesome incense burner into the treasure bag, and said to Cultivator Chen: "I want to get rid of distracting thoughts for Fellow Daoist Lu. Fellow Daoist, please rest here for a while, and we will go back to you when you are transferred from Daoist Lu." go in."

He flicked up his outer robe, sat up cross-legged on the soft carpet, closed his eyes and prayed silently to the lotus flower in the sea of ​​consciousness.

He had already done half of the work of constructing the statue outside just now, and now that he has a clean and safe cave, the remaining half can be slowly worked out as long as he concentrates.The lotus flower in the sea of ​​consciousness is as real as the lotus flower in his hand, as long as he picks it off and hands it to the flower god as a symbol, it is equivalent to handing over his belief.

But this belief is water without a source, and a tree without roots. He himself is like a carpenter who carves a statue of a god, not a believer who worships devoutly in front of the statue.What is the use of such belief?

Ye Lan saw her teacher in her sleep-like slumber, and couldn't help but ask him to clarify her doubts.

The phantom that had always been vague seemed to become more solid in this cave, and he reached out to pick the lotus in his sea of ​​consciousness, and said with a smile: "The power of faith is not used in this way, your lotus is just a consciousness." The condensed image, plus the power of the soul, is considered faith."

"Teacher! What are you doing!" How could the teacher believe in that little demon god born from his own mountain!

Ye Lan watched in shock as his hand brushed the lotus flower, and the flower bloomed with a real and clear light, as if protruding from his consciousness, and the petals swayed like life.The moment the flower bloomed, the shadow of Qingyue Shenjun also disappeared from his sea of ​​consciousness.

He opened his eyes in shock, only to find a slender and majestic figure standing in front of him, with his face facing the inner side of the cave, holding a white lotus in his hand.Although he can only see the back from his angle, the lines and proportions of the body are familiar to him.

The teacher can finally come out of his sea of ​​consciousness and stand in the air for a while!

And standing in front of his teacher was a man in white clothes.From his angle, he couldn't see the face, but he could feel the pure aura of the other party. Maybe it was the white lotus god who had been pretending to be mysterious.

"Teacher, you finally recovered?" Ye Lan stood up, tremblingly touched the phantom, but the teacher didn't look back at him, but sighed to the person in front of him: "One farewell to this life three years ago!" For thousands of years, thanks to fellow Taoists for guiding me, I finally stepped into the house again."

Wait, teacher, didn't I send you back? !

Just as Ye Lan was about to speak, the man in white unceremoniously took all the credit for himself: "Brother Yue, you're welcome, you were kind to me back then, and we're barely a family now, and I'll do it for you." Do whatever you should."

Qingyue Shenjun held a lotus flower and presented it to him, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist brought this remnant soul of mine back, and I have the grace of rebirth. What can I say to be considered a family, you and I will be real blood relatives from now on. My remnant soul has nothing else to give you, so I ask fellow Taoists to accept this power of faith as a little reward for me..."

The lotus flower melted into the center of Lian Nianchu's eyebrows, Zhenling looked back at Ye Lan, and entrusted him with a smile: "This kid has good aptitude, please help him find a set of Taoist cultivation materials for self-study, don't let him go my old way of cultivating gods. "

"Brother Yue, don't worry, I just bought a bunch of materials, just pick a set for him." Lian Nianchu nodded, and the true spirit no longer had to worry about it. Liu Guang flew towards the depths of the cave.

Ye Lan, who was behind her, just knelt down to cry, when the teacher turned into a green hill and disappeared, and the White Lotus God turned around to leave again, so she rushed forward and grabbed the only person who could be caught, and asked anxiously, "Where is my teacher? My teacher gave you his faith, what will happen to him?"

He doesn't know much about spiritual cultivation, but Qingyue Shenjun himself is the mountain god of this mountain. If he gives his faith to others, will he fall completely and become an ignorant mountain, turning the other party into a real one? mountain god?

Looking at his genuine worry, Lian Nianchu suddenly felt that this kid was pretty good, so he pulled his arm away and smiled kindly: "Brother Yue is merging the true spirit, I don't want to disturb him right now. , you don’t even go in. I’ll show you around this cave, and wait for him to wake up.”

...Wait, what's going on with this style of being the master of the house?His teacher is merging the true spirit?Can the teacher wake up again?Didn't Fellow Daoist Lu and the others swear that the teacher has fallen? !

Ye Lan's mind was in a mess, and after sitting on the edge of the table for a while, she remembered Brother Lu and Brother Chen who had just been knocked out by herself, and looked around, trying to find them.

Lian Nianchu said with a smile: "When you were meditating, the two of them found the way to the inner palace, so they took your magic bag and left first."

I took mine... Ye Lan touched her waist, and her face suddenly changed: "I have less than [-] spirit stones in total, and I don't even have a serious magic weapon. I usually rely on the teacher to teach me to extract elements, The method of element synthesis. Most of the meals are invited by them. I think the only treats are to buy low-level spiritual food and make it at home. Why are they stealing from me?"

These people usually spend spirit stones like flowing water, and what they hold in their hands is either the magic weapon passed down by this god to a certain ancient monk, or the relic of the legendary mighty. Where will you pick it up?

"Who told you to put the incense burner into the magic treasure bag just now? They may not value your things, but they really value Brother Yue's things." He picked up Ye Lan by the back of the collar, grabbed her, and opened it with a wave. A stone gate, leading him to find the two people who left earlier.

As soon as Lian Nianchu entered the cave, he went straight to Xiao Lianzi and Yue Qingfeng, and had no time to look elsewhere.In fact, apart from the passage-like stone caves, there are many intricate caves around, and the interiors are decorated to look like palaces, luxurious and beautiful, worthy of the grandeur of his thousands of miles of mountains.

This cave had released all authority to him long ago, and wherever he went, the gates would automatically open wide, as if they were welcoming him.The decorations in the hall are also exquisite. Ye Lan asked him if he didn't recognize anyone. Although he didn't recognize him, he was able to put on a knowledgeable air and said lightly: "What kind of magic weapon is this? It's just a magic weapon." Brother Yue thought it looked good back then, so he used it as a decoration."

Ye Lan frightened him for a moment, thinking that he was really the master who lived in this cave for many years.

The two of them wandered around the cave for a long time as if they were sightseeing, and when they turned to a large hall on the east side, they suddenly heard Xiushi Chen's voice softly.

Ye Lan searched around under the dim light, but couldn't see it, so she had to ask Lian Nianchu: "Did you hear anything just now? Why did I seem to hear Chen Daoyou's voice?"

Lian Nianchu shook his head indifferently: "If you hear it, you can hear it. He won't come out to see you, so you don't have to pay attention to him. Let's just hang around here and kill the time. When Brother Yue can get up, I'll let you Take a look at him, and I'll give you another set of exercise books... Forget it, brother Yue's true spirit likes you so much, I'll give you a set of interactive exercise books."

The interactive exercise book is dozens of times more expensive than the ordinary exercise book, and it can be worn on the body to allow people to learn by themselves 24 hours a day. If it weren't for the sake of bringing Brother Yue's true spirit, he would rather leave the book to the little one. What about lotus seeds?

Ye Lan was still thinking about Cultivator Lu, but remembering that her teacher will wake up soon, if there is anything wrong, she can just tell the teacher and it will be resolved, so she ignored the voice and followed Lian Nianchu to the other side Temple gate.The small voice behind him became louder and more urgent, and broke into a shrill voice: "Fellow Daoist, look at the wall, we are in this picture of the music and dance of the gods!"

Ye Lan finally stood down and looked back at the murals around her.The lights in the hall were dim, and one could barely see the outline of the picture, even the colors were not clear, and it was very difficult to find a person from the complicated banquet scroll.He frowned and looked into the mural, while looking for one side, he asked: "How did Chen Daoyou get embedded in this picture? Is Lu Daoyou also in it? Or is he separated from you?"

The round-faced monk's voice echoed in the hall, but he couldn't tell where it came from.Fortunately, he saw Ye Lan clearly, and shouted as hard as he could, pointing him to find himself in the group of heroes and demigods painted in the corner of the west hall.

"Fellow Daoist Lu and I are both inside this mural, but he is probably drunk and has not heard anything for a long time. Fellow Daoist, please rescue us quickly. This painting can drain the spirit of a monk. If you save us too late, we will both be like Li Turned into a useless person like sand!"

Ye Lan struggled to distinguish the one with the round face from the group of people, and turned around to ask Lian Nianchu: "Can you light up the candle? Why can't I find Daoyou Chen? Those faces are all similar in appearance, not too Resemblance." Asked Chen Xiushi again: "How did you get into the painting? I'm also touching the painting, didn't I go in?"

Of course, Xiushi Chen couldn't tell him that he wanted to take down the painting to activate the scroll, so he said: "This picture of the music and dance of the gods is like a magic weapon. Look at the group of celestial girls with musical instruments in the south hall. It’s for fun. Spiritual cultivation is different from your Taoist cultivation, focusing on carnal pleasures. Many gods’ temples will display a picture of music and dance, and bring a few beauties down to enjoy it at any time..."

Nonsense, Brother Yue is not that kind of person!He is a mountain of silicon-based life, how could he like carbon... eh?The people drawn in this painting rely on the mountain, seem to be silicon-based life?

The thought in his heart was too good not to say, otherwise Yue Qingfeng would have spit out a mountain alive.

He had just finished merging the fragments of the true spirit, and was pushing the coffin lid, ready to sit up to welcome Lian Nianchu, but who would have thought that when he woke up, he would face such a frame-up, and he was suddenly furious, surprised and angry.

His gentle voice also burned like thunder, rumbling in that room: "Don't listen to his nonsense, Chu! This picture is not what I want at all. Zou Yueming, the god of art, was just a random decoration I added when he helped me build the cave!

"That's because other gods are popular with this kind of mural, so they added it to me privately. I don't want it at all! I don't like this cumbersome art style at all! The place where I really live is clean , if you don’t believe me, look at my coffin!”

……

Damn, this mountain god lives in a coffin if he is still alive!

Xiushi Chen wished he could travel back a few minutes and sew his mouth shut.

Ye Lan was also shocked to hear this familiar voice, and her heart was full of melancholy - no, this exclamation mark was not his teacher, the teacher was always gentle and kind when speaking, and would not growl with each exclamation mark!

Only Lian Nianchu got used to it a long time ago, and even liked his sincere style, and said with a smile: "I believe. Brother Yue, what you like is the simple and pure white lotus like me!"

Ye Lan looked at him numbly, and once again confirmed her thoughts: Yes, my teacher would not like such a narcissistic white lotus.

However, the scene of the teacher sending flowers and faith to the white lotus god appeared in front of him again. Ye Lan covered her eyes in pain, feeling the same sadness as Xiushi Chen.