Before dawn, Ning Tao mixed up among a group of tourists and climbed up the golden top of Mount Emei.

Emei is beautiful all over the world and has been a famous mountain since ancient times.

But Ning Tao did not feel how beautiful it was, but the dense heads made him feel quite spectacular.

In early winter, the temperature on the mountain is very low, and with the rainy weather, a thin layer of ice is formed on the stone steps, which slips step by step. There are disposable anti-slip shoe covers along the road, as well as boiled bacon and grilled hot sausages, which are very lively.

Chinese people like to be lively. It doesn’t matter whether the scenery is beautiful or not. What’s important is that there are many people and you have to queue up for an hour when going to the toilet. That’s enough. It seems that only in this way can you enjoy the addiction to travel.

When I climbed to the golden top, the sky was just dawning. A thread of golden light penetrated the sky and shone on the golden top of Huazang Temple. In an instant, the golden light seemed to be painted with a layer of gold powder. The elephant Samantabhadra Bodhisattva was dignified and kind, and it was so kind that it made people feel at ease.

Many people were worshiping Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, but Ning Tao just looked at it and walked over.

Logically speaking, he should believe in ghosts and gods when he became the owner of Tianwai Clinic and cultivated the way of heaven, but he believed in not the gods made by craftsmen, nor the ghosts and monsters that were legendary to the world.

After walking past the elephant Samantabhadra Bodhisattva on the square, Ning Tao walked towards the sun-watching platform behind Huazang Temple. His eyes were also looking for the figure of compassion among the crowd, and he said in his heart: "This is Mount Emei, right, but is this the base camp? If so, there are so many tourists every day, and the masters are so experienced? If not, then where are they?"

"Doctor Ning." A kind voice came from the side in one direction.

Ning Tao looked around and saw Master Cixin Xiao, standing in front of a convenience store. His gray monk's robe and gray monk's hat were dressed loosely and plainly, but he also showed his graceful figure and looked very pleasing to the eye.

The boss of the convenience store handed Cixin a corn cob. Cixin paid the money and took the corn cob and trotted towards Ning Tao.

Ning Tao said: "Be careful, there is ice on the ground and it is slippery."

As soon as he said this, he remembered that he was also a cultivator, so how could he be slipped by a little ice on the ground?

Cixin came to Ning Tao and handed the corn cob to Ning Tao with a kind smile on his lips: "Doctor Ning, I'll give you food."

Ning Tao smiled and said, "I'm not hungry, you can eat."

Cixin smiled and said, "Then I'm not polite." After that, he grabbed the corn and chewed it, looking very intoxicated.

Women are naturally greedy and like delicious food, but Buddhists are banned from meat and fish, so they can buy a corn cob to satisfy their cravings.

Ning Taosi looked at it and lowered his voice: "Mr. Cixin, where is the Master of Honor?"

"Come with me." Cixin walked towards the Japanese observation platform, gnawing corn on the cob while walking, and the speed of gnawing was significantly accelerated.

The sun-watching platform was crowded with tourists, one by one, and one by one.

It must be lively.

Ci Xin took Ning Tao around the Japanese observation platform and embarked on a narrow stone mountain road to walk forward.

Ning Tao followed Cixin and observed secretly. But in his sight, except for the lush mountains, the clouds and mists surrounding the mountains, he could not see any buildings at all. In the end, he gave up and observed Cixin secretly. Cixin's back was graceful and had a unique beauty of petiteness and exquisiteness. His butt was round and plump and perky. He looked away and thought of his sins in his heart.

"Doctor Ning, I heard from a senior sister that Liu Shiba is dead and his flea market is closed. Is this true?" Ci Xin looked back at Ning Tao and asked.

Ning Tao said: "It's true."

"Who killed him?"

Ning Tao was about to say the name of Haidongfang, but in a blink of an eye he had already atoneed for his death. It was a bit inappropriate to keep his sins on his lips, so he said, "I don't know, but I opened a WeChat group. If you are interested, you can add it. There are many fellow Taoists in the group, who can buy and sell spiritual materials, exchange experiences in cultivation and alchemy techniques. Sometimes I will post information on purchasing spiritual materials, and anyone who wants to repair the broken magic weapon can also be tagged with me."

Cixin looked very moved and hesitated for a moment before saying, "I want to go back and ask Master for instructions. Master does not allow us to play WeChat and Douyin, saying that it will cause chaos and delay our practice."

Ning Tao smiled and said, "It's better not to add it. There are indeed some fellow Taoists who like to talk nonsense. Sending pictures that are not suitable for children will cause your eyes to be dirty. If you have any questions, just call me or send me a text message."

Cixin nodded, and Ning Tao's words "It's not suitable for children" made her cheeks flush slightly.

The two walked forward in the sunlight, and the mountain road gradually became rugged. After turning a corner, the golden top was invisible.

A sign stands on the roadside, saying: Tourists stop.

Cixin stepped over the stone tablet without even looking at it, and continued to walk forward. Ning Tao followed her, and the mountain road under her feet began to go down. He walked another mile of mountain road, and the mountain road under her feet was broken, and there was a cliff in front of him.

Ci Xin stood beside the cliff, and there was a sea of ​​clouds and mist in front of her.

Ning Tao looked over and saw nothing except the surging clouds.

Cixin said, "We are right below. Mount Emei was once our property, but the teacher gave it up. The master said that monks should not make money by kitsch, so we moved to the bottom. We usually eat rice, grain and vegetables we grow, and we wear cloth we weave ourselves."

Ning Tao praised: "Master Miexin is so noble and much better than the abbot of that temple. If you want to make money, why enter the empty sect? Money is something outside the body, but people in the world always can't see through it."

Cixin looked at Ning Tao, her eyes couldn't hide her joy: "Doctor Ning, I like to hear what you say, I think my master likes to hear too."

Ning Tao smiled: "Then we will contact each other often in the future and talk more."

Cixin's cheeks turned red for no reason again. She suddenly remembered something, hurriedly possessed herself, reached out and grabbed a rope from the edge of the cliff.

The rope is not a steel rope or a hemp rope coated with tung oil, but a rope woven with plant vines, with leaves on it, and it still looks alive.

"Doctor Ning, we have to slide down, can you?" Ci Xin looked at Ning Tao with a little worried look in her eyes.

Ning Tao said: "No problem, you can take the lead and I will follow you."

Ci Xin nodded, suddenly jumped, and disappeared into the clouds in a blink of an eye.

Ning Tao stepped forward and grabbed the vine. A spiritual material called Tongtian Vine that he saw in "The Outline of Spiritual Materials" suddenly appeared in his mind. It has a very common alchemy value. Many low-level elixirs will be used, and it has the function of expanding meridians. It is said that Tongtian Vine can grow very high and can grow into the heavenly palace. After all, it is a legend and cannot be true, but its alchemy value is generally recognized by the cultivation world.

Ning Tao did not jump like Ci Xin. He slid the Tongtian Vine with his legs, then grabbed the Tongtian Vine with both hands, loosening and grabbing, and slid down either fast or slow.

This slip was two or three thousand meters, and the more you went down, the thicker the vine became. Later, it was like a towering tree, and Ning Tao had no problem running on it. It was only at the distance from the bottom that Ning Tao saw clearly what kind of place he had reached.

This is a miniature basin surrounded by mountains, with temples in the middle and farmland, rivers and forests around it. The golden morning light swept across the sky, and the basin was covered with clouds and mist, which really made it a paradise and a fairyland on earth.

Ning Tao also sensed the existence of spiritual energy, but it was very thin. But this was already rare. You should know that there are very few places on earth with spiritual energy now. Those cultivators or demons who do not have sects or small sects do not have the conditions to have such a base.

Cixin was already waiting under the Tongtian vine. Behind her were a few female nuns, one holding Buddha dust, and it seemed that she had a certain status in the middle.

Ning Tao came down from the Tongtian Vine and learned Master Fakong's movements: "Hello, Masters, Masters."

Several young nuns laughed.

The middle-aged girl holding Buddha Chen in her hand glared at several young nuns, and the young nuns closed her mouth.

Cixin introduced: "Doctor Ning, this is my senior sister, and her name is Ci'en."

Ning Tao put his hands together and said, "Hello, Master Ci."

Ci'en proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Hello, Doctor Ning, Doctor."

Cixin introduced the young nuns to Ning Tao again, and Ning Tao also greeted him one by one. It was during this process that Ning Tao realized that the Ci generation was the only one of the Mie Master's Mie Master's Mie Master. He guessed that Cixin might be the closed disciple of Mie Master's Mie Master or something, just like the closed disciple described in the Xianxia novel.

Ci'en said: "Doctor Ning, you are our guest, but I still want to remind you. Please turn off your phone. You can't take photos here. If you leave here in the future, please keep the secret here. This is a pure place for Buddhism, and we don't want to be disturbed by the outside world."

Ning Tao nodded: "I won't reveal a single word, please rest assured."

"Okay, please give me the phone to keep for the time being." Ci'en stretched out his hand to Ning Tao.

Ning Tao smiled, took out his cell phone and handed it to Ci'en.

Ci'en turned off Ning Tao's cell phone, put it away, and then said, "Doctor Ning, please come with me."

Ning Tao followed a group of nuns.

A muddy path extends to the temple in the middle of the basin. In the farmland on the side of the road, there are nuns working, sowing, weeding and picking. There are nuns practicing in the forest, sword dancers, meditating and breathing on the canopy of trees, and those who perform light skills in the forest. nuns blend into this world and form a scroll. This scroll is naturally fresh and full of fairy flavor.

How have those sentient beings who are busy making a living from nine to five have ever experienced such a life?
Chapter completed!