In less than a moment, Lu Chen and his party arrived at the foot of the mountain. The road was not easy to walk. The road under the mountain was full of bushes. Lu Chen and his party deliberately did not fly in order not to attract attention.

"This is Falling Demon Ridge."

Lu Chen knew that the terrain was dangerous when he was close to Zangmoling. A naturally formed road that was not as wide as the foot of the foot was winding around this mountain. This was the only road.

There are cliffs everywhere on the mountain, and if you accidentally fall down the mountain, ordinary people can't get up at all. For Lu Chen and other spiritual practitioners, even if they accidentally fall, they can still fly up.

A group of people attached to the mountain and walked forward. The mighty thirty people walked for a full moment before finally reaching the middle of the mountain, and a dilapidated small temple appeared in front of them.

I don’t know which bodhisattva is in this ordinary small temple. The statue is rough in workmanship and has been washed by rain all the year round. It is no longer what it looks like.

In addition to the carved stone statue in the temple, there is also a rotten table and a rotten chair, under which a thunderous sound is emitted.

Lu Chen and the others took a closer look, and they turned out to be alone.

"Brother, you see that they all flew up directly, are we too cautious about doing this..." a disciple whispered.

"Shut up, this is called self-cultivation, learn more." Li Wei immediately responded.

Lu Chen walked around the temple and looked at the people lying on the ground.

The man was ragged, with a fat belly, and a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, but he was holding a hip flask in his hand and was so drunk that no one knew it.

Lu Chen put his hand in front of the person's forehead on the ground, shielding the sun from shining down, and said, "Senior, don't sleep, the heavens are eating the sun."

I saw the fat man bounce up and mumbled: "The eclipse is over, you don't go, don't go..." All he said was don't go.

Li Wei was taken aback by the fat man’s reaction, and said in doubt, “Why are you so afraid of Tengu eclipse sun? It’s too feudal. There has been a great power who came out to refute rumors, saying that Tengu eclipse sun is just the moon blocking the sun. I am afraid that I have never descended from the mountain, and the news is blocked like this."

Lu Chen shook his head: "No. Earlier, Tengu eclipse days were often accompanied by some bad things. This is true."

Lu Chen pushed the fat monk who was still stunned, and asked softly, "Senior is a monk in this mountain temple."

Pushed by Lu Chen in this way, the fat monk returned to God, and then he noticed that there were so many people in his small temple. He suddenly put on a smiling face: "The poor monk is the abbot of this small temple. As an abbot, don’t be polite, don’t hesitate to sit down."

He warmly entertained him, but ignored that there was only one chair in his broken temple, and he could only sit on the ground.

Lu Chen didn't care so much, he pushed the chair to Li Wei, and sat on the ground with his legs crossed.

"This is the Moonlight Red unique to my temple, you might as well try it."

The small temple is remote and simple, and it can be seen that there are no pilgrims to worship here on weekdays. This fat monk is rare to see so many people, and he can't help but be happy from the bottom of his heart. I don’t know where he got a tea set, poured the boiled water into a bowl, and then took a pinch of tea from his robes clinging to a fat body. It was dry, and I couldn’t see what kind of tea it was. .

He divided it evenly. There was only a piece of tea in each cup. When the dried tea was poured into the water, it turned into a crescent-shaped scarlet and floated in the water. Suddenly, the entire small temple filled with a light fragrance.

"This is October Flower, an ordinary side-by-side medicine for Xing Shen Dan."

Lu Chen picked up the teacup, sniffed it carefully, and said, "This is the first time I have seen someone put this October flower into tea, but it does seem a bit unexpected."

Lu Chen was about to drink, but Li Wei stopped him. He didn't speak, but his expression was a little unnatural. He seemed not to believe in the fat monk. Lu Chen waved his hand: "It's okay, this October flower has a refreshing effect. It doesn't hurt people."

"The benefactor has good eyesight, the mountains are scarce, and there is no good thing to entertain you." The old monk took the teacup and drank it. After drinking, he gave a tsk, making people think he was drinking.

Li Wei and others didn't want to touch the tea cup, so bored, they meditated on the side and took a break.

While tasting tea, Lu Chen chatted and asked, "Is there only a master in this temple of Fallen Devil Ridge?"

The fat monk smiled and poured another cup of tea. The tea poured into his abdomen. The fat monk sighed and said, "There used to be a few apprentices, but most of them have gone down the mountain. Now only the clever child of the sect is willing. Accompany me to endure hardships on this mountain."

Having said this, the fat monk changed his smile and sneered: "Heh, Falling Devil Ridge, who is the devil?"

In the fall of the Demon Ridge, the mad swordsman encountered the dark demon pit. It is not necessarily that he lost to the dark demon. Although the dark demon is powerful and incomparable, the mad swordsman shocked the world when he was born. The dark demon who died in his hands ignored it. Count, once in and out of the magic hole three in and three out.

"What do you say?" Lu Chen became interested.

In his early years, Crazy Sword was just a scholar in common clothes. He insisted on practicing a blunt sword. The people around him thought he was crazy. But in middle age, he suddenly rose. He shot at the pinnacle and killed a dark demon leader on the spot. He became famous. It was a late bloomer, but he had to endure this reputation and died in the hands of the Dark Demon.

It’s strange to say that although the geographical location of Fallen Devil Ridge is remote, it is still a human turf. Back then, the crazy swordsman was so majestic that he wanted to fly, and he occupied his own turf. There was no reason to die. In the hands of the devil, there might be something else hidden.

"This place was originally not called Falling Devil Ridge, but Zhu Tianfeng, so the mountain looks like a god-slashing sword and is named after it."

The fat monk added a handful of firewood to the stove, and said slowly: "Later, the name was changed to Fallen Demon Ridge because the mad swordsman died here." The fat monk was sad, and he had been staying on the mountain all these years, not knowing how many years he hadn't been down. It's on, and only his little apprentice can talk to him on weekdays.

"You are here for his inheritance, right?" The fat monk added a handful of firewood to the stove and asked without delay.

Lu Chen and Li Wei glanced at each other and nodded. He could see that the fat monk was not malicious and didn't intend to cover it up, otherwise it would make people feel deliberate.

"Who is the demon, what the master said just now?" Li Wei asked.

"That dark demon's appearance has been seen by the donor, is it a bit similar to humans, but a pair of big wings appearing a bit more shabby, not human or ghost." The fat monk asked, Lu Chen nodded. , But he didn't notice why the fat monk knew that the Dark Demon under the mountain was born.

The fat monk laughed and said: "The devil has a demon's appearance, and it is understandable to do what a demon should do. However, some people have a human appearance but do what the demon does. Human nature is evil, so I am going to become a monk halfway through. Suppress the demon in my heart and prevent it from taking root in my heart."

The fat monk was reluctant to have his father and mother's hair, so he chose to practice on behalf of the hair, and did not go to the well-known Buddhist temple, but hid in this deep mountain to practice.

Lu Chen was silent, yes, after all, humans are humans. They can't escape the seven emotions and six desires, and they can't escape the six reincarnations. Even if they cultivated the Tao, they still have the original inferior nature.

"Back then, the Dark Demon hadn't risen yet. There was a man who challenged the major sects and defeated many times. The man was named Zhu Kuangdao. He went crazy with every knife he used. He used his scalpel to kill the chicken with all his strength. This kind of sword technique is especially ridiculous in the eyes of the big people." Li Wei said: "Later he met an unfamous mad swordsman, and the two met in the battle of Zhutian Peak. No one knows the outcome of that battle, but Later, the Zhu Kuangdao hit the gods with a single knife, defeating the various schools in a row. Even the old dean of the Tianhuo Academy of the older generation did not take it down. Zhu Kuangdao stunned for a while."

Lu Chen listened with gusto. Li Wei must have come here to make up the lesson secretly, but I don't know why Li Wei said this, but Zhu Kuangdao can stir up the Southern Powers with his own power, which is one of the few. Many ruthless people.

The fat monk's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled and said, "The poor monk you are talking about has never been seen before. Well, the donor is not here to chat with me. You only need to pay some incense money and you can go up the mountain. This is The rules on the mountain, the poor monk asked my apprentice to give you a ride, he knows where."

This is going to be an eviction order.

Lu Chen was surprised. He could see that the fat monk might have some connection with the crazy knife that Li Wei said, otherwise he would not give the order to dismiss the guest for no reason.

Although this fat monk looks good at his face, how can he behave like a mountain bandit? Is it possible to say, "This mountain is mine, leaving to buy road money?" and other clichés.

The fat monk didn't ask for anything else, he asked for some money for ordinary people. Li Wei brought a lot of it, and felt it was useless to keep it, so he simply gave it all.

Seeing that Li Wei was so generous, the fat monk smiled and shouted directly at the top of the mountain: "Zong Qi! I went down to eat."

The voice was long, running through the mountains and forests. After waiting for a long time, a little monk who was half a man came down from the mountain. The little monk had a round head, a pair of copper bells, big eyes and piercing eyes. He carried a medicine basket and a stick taller than him. The iron rods are covered with a thick layer of insult cloth on both ends of the iron rods.

After giving the money, the fat monk smiled and asked the little monk to take Lu Chen and the others up the mountain.

The little monk looked upset: "You have to go up the mountain before you eat it?"

The little monk named Zongqi saw so many people coming to the temple and didn't ask much. He was just a little unhappy that the master lied to him, but he listened to his master honestly and took Lu Chen up the mountain.

The terrain on the mountain was rugged, and the evening was approaching, and the beasts croaked in their ears.

The little monk led Lu Chen and the others on the mountain path. The road was very small, and it was the road opened by the little monk himself.

Li Wei listened to the barking of the beasts on the mountain and couldn't help but smile: "You are called Zongqi? The beasts on this mountain come and go frequently. You a little monk often stays on the mountain and are not afraid of being eaten?"

Zong Qi shook his head, Tongling's big eyes flashed with disdain, and pointed to the stick behind him: "I have this, now they don't dare to come over and make trouble for me."

Lu Chen saw the pitch-black iron rod behind him with a thick layer of insulting cloth. He didn't know why it was used, and asked, "Zong Qi, why are your iron rods wrapped in a layer of cloth?"

The Zong Qi replied: "The Buddhism does not allow killing, but the wild beast is perverted. Every time I pass by, I have to bite me. The wooden sticks used in the past have been interrupted several times. Now I changed the iron rods, they dare not come. ."

The little monk is plain and plain, and he always feels calm about things. The only thing that makes him mood swings is that his unreliable master often lie to him.

Li Wei listened to it interestingly, but wanted to tease the little monk, and asked: "Since Buddhism does not advocate killing, but you have changed the iron rod, and wrapped in a layer of cloth, can you block the fundamental killing intent of iron? What if you miss it and kill it?"

The little monk considered it for a while and said: "The master said most is not that I don't go to **** who goes to hell. He taught me that at most I only need to control my own demons, so that no matter how muddy the outside world is, I will not fall.

If you want to kill by mistake, then my master will be happy. He cooks really delicious food. "

Li Wei: "Huh??"

Lu Chen: "..."

Lu Chen is speechless, are you sure that your two masters and apprentices are considered Buddhism disciples? The cooking is delicious, what are you talking about? It seems that there is not much fish and meat on weekdays.