The next day.

Xu Xiaolou cut down many trees and built a boat.

It is said to be a boat, but it is actually just a small raft.

But Xu Xiaolou, as a practitioner, just this small raft is enough for him to reach the other shore.

Before setting off, Xu Xiaolou handed the picked fruits and prepared lunch to the cave.

He said with a smile: "Brother, you are so lucky to stay here. When I come back, I will definitely find a way to take you out."

Suddenly, Li Yuewen understood the monkey's mood when he was crushed under the mountain.

Li Yuewen curled her lips and said, "This joke is not funny."

……

The water surface is very quiet, there is no wind and waves, so naturally there is no danger.

When Xu Xiaolou was sailing, he used his internal strength to probe down, and found that there was a huge space under the seemingly crystal clear water.

Perhaps, this is really the sea.

The sun rises and sets.

The moonlight pours down, retreating to hermitage.

Two days passed quickly.

Xu Xiaolou finally came to the stretch of mountains. He directly carried the raft, jumped up from the water, and landed at the foot of the mountain.

After finding a place to hide the raft, Xu Xiaolou began to formally look at the surrounding environment.

There is a steep hill ahead.

The surface of the hillside is covered with weeds and rocks.

To his surprise, on the hillside, there was an obviously man-made trail.

The reason why it can be seen at a glance that it is man-made is because there are steps on this trail.

……

If there are steps, it is naturally built by man.

Xu Xiaolou was pleasantly surprised and stepped forward.

This trail is very long, it seems to lead directly to the top of the mountain, with no end in sight.

Xu Xiaolou ran up excitedly, and ran for about three hours. He stopped to rest, turned his head and looked back, and saw the huge Buddha statue on the distant water.

He waved his hand and shouted over there: "Hey, Li Yuewen, can you see me?"

The distance was too far, so naturally there was no response.

It was just a very boring move on his part, to have some fun for himself.

But something happened that surprised him.

There was only an old laughter coming from behind, and then, a gust of wind blew by, Xu Xiaolou quickly turned his head, ready to fight.

On the steps above, an old man appeared.

The old man is bald.

When Xu Xiaolou saw the other party's bald head, he almost cursed out loud.

……

The one with the bald head and the gray monk's robe, needless to say, must be a monk.

And now Xu Xiaolou has disliked almost all the monks in the world.

What's more, in such a place.

The other side is haggard, and his body is as rickety as an old tree with branches.

Xu Xiaolou took a closer look and found that although the other party was standing on the steps, there was a cloud under his feet.

The old monk didn't move, but slowly floated down towards Xu Xiaolou.

Yes, it is floating.

Xu Xiaolou looked carefully, and the opponent's whole body was blurred like a shadow.

He took a few steps back vigilantly, frowned and said, "Immortal?"

The old monk stood still and shook his head.

"monster?"

The old monk continued to shake his head.

Xu Xiaolou mustered his internal strength, and a sword energy burst out from between his fingers.

Pointing at the figure of the other party, he said, "It's nothing, why don't you take your grandfather Xu's sword first?"

……

There was a strong wind.

Xu Xiaolou smiled wryly as he stood there, and withdrew the Qi sword between his fingers.

This mountain wind was extremely strong, howling through the sky.Moreover, the aura contained in it is far beyond the aura that one can resist.

Fifth Realm.

Xu Xiaolou, who had already seen how powerful a fifth-level master was, immediately knew the strength of the old monk in front of him.

The opponent is in the fifth realm, so I have no chance of winning in front of him.

So, he changed his face, smiled harmlessly, and said, "Master, don't get me wrong, I'm here to ask for directions."

……

The old monk didn't speak, just nodded.

I saw him beckoning and slowly drifting towards the top of the mountain.

Xu Xiaolou understood the opponent's actions and knew that he wanted to let him go with him.Standing in place for a moment, gritted his teeth, and followed him.

sunset.

It was getting dark.

Xu Xiaolou followed the old monk to a temple.

The old monk pushed open the temple door, made a gesture of invitation, and then disappeared into wisps of green smoke on the spot.

Such strange scenes made Xu Xiaolou hesitate while standing at the gate of the temple.

Who is the other party?

Why guide him here?
The temple looks barren, looking inside from the door, we can see that the ground is overgrown with weeds, dilapidated and dilapidated.

But thinking that since we have already come here, it is necessary to go in and take a look, maybe we can find some surprises.

Xu Xiaolou walked in.

……

The temple is not big, it is the same as the ordinary temples in the world, and even somewhat similar to the Yichan Temple in the Snow Mountain Thunder City back then.There are lecture halls, guest rooms, stove houses, woodsheds and, of course, Buddhist scripture pavilions.

After Xu Xiaolou walked around all these places, he came to the door of the Sutra Pavilion.

Whether it is in movies or novels, the Buddhist scriptures pavilion in the temple is always the most mysterious place.

There may be a sweeping monk with a high level of cultivation, there may also be a Buddhist scripture Yi Jin Jing inside, and there may be Zhang Junbao hidden in the bronze bell...

Xu Xiaolou shook his head and pushed open the door of the Sutra Pavilion.

With a creak, dust fell from the edge of the door.

Xu Xiaolou patted the dust on his head and continued to walk inside.

……

The Sutra Pavilion is naturally full of books.

Densely packed bookshelves, densely packed books.

And at the end of these bookshelves, in that small corner, the old monk who just disappeared into green smoke at the gate of the temple was sitting cross-legged with a smile on his face.

The monk laughed, and Xu Xiaolou felt chills in his heart.

"What did you bring me here for?" Xu Xiaolou asked.

The old monk shook his head, bent down, and wrote two words with his fingers on the dusty ground in front of him.

'Reading. '

Xu Xiaolou was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "What? Let me read?"

The old monk nodded.

"Why do not you speak?"

'cannot. '

"Why not?"

'Please read the book. '

"Why do you want me to read?"

'Please read the book. '

……

Such a conversation.

One person asked, and the other answered by writing on the ground with his finger.

Repeatedly, in the end, the old monk simply stopped answering, and with a bang, he turned into smoke again and disappeared.

……

Xu Xiaolou came here this time to find a way to get out, so he naturally didn't have the time to read here.

But as a great practitioner of the fifth realm, the other party's words and deeds must have deep meaning.

The other party asked him to read a book. It is very likely that there is some way in this book.

So, he had to watch.

……

From night to day.

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning passed through the dilapidated wooden door and shone on Xu Xiaolou's face, he yawned slightly, closed the book in his hand, and smiled with satisfaction.

In the book, there is a beautiful woman, Ruyu, in the book, there is a house of wealth and gold. Books are the ladder of human progress, and books are the teachers who answer all doubts.

After a night of observation and sorting, Xu Xiaolou roughly classified these books into two categories.

The first category is the practice classics, which contain almost all the orthodox cultivation methods in the world, from the first level to the fifth level, and even mentioned how to condense the vitality of heaven and earth, and practice Buddhist gold. Body relics, how to cultivate the Taoist Nascent Soul Golden Body.

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