C117 (1/2)
If Lin Nan went down to make a careful examination, he would find that all the famous stars didn't go down the road. They went up by cable car.
Only the first one can really see the information desk.
Lin Nan in white fat small Taoist surprised eyes, the mobile phone wallet and other things all out.
”Benefactor, what are you doing?”
Lin Nan smile, ”I deposit things here, should be no problem?”
The little Taoist nodded in amazement. Bodhisattva mountain is decent and will not swallow other people's things.
Put down all the worldly things, Lin Nan stands at the entrance of CHENXIAN road again.
There's only one way to get through this.
I want to be quiet!
Lin Nan took a deep breath, many things realized is realized, this Shenxian road in front of him at this time, the shape is empty.
Lingtai remained empty and bright, and his spirit gradually entered the state of harmony between man and nature. It can be said that Lin Nan is no different from a grass, a gravel and a sparrow on the roadside.
Once again, the Invisible Rules disappear.
The whole road is very comfortable, as if it is just an ordinary ancient road.
The branches and leaves of the old pine trees on both sides swayed, as if in joy, celebrating Lin Nan's efforts to solve the problem.
The white fat Taoist looked at Lin Nan foolishly. He touched his nose and said with a bitter smile: ”the last time someone passed CHENXIAN Road, it was 20 years ago.”
Suddenly, the white fat Taoist became serious. He left the ticket office and took the cable car all the way to the top of the mountain.
There is an ancient temple with a lot of golden red paint coming off.
There is a bronze bell in the ancient temple. On the four red stone pillars on its side, there is a word written on it respectively.
Da, Dao, Wu, Wei!
Facing the bronze bell, the path looks solemn.
He picked up the frosty bell with both hands and struck it three times in succession.
Dang!
Dang!
Dang!
Three bells ring, long and distant, ringing through every corner of Bodhi mountain.
The holy sound sounds in the ears of tourists, as if the soul has been purified.
In an old house.
Several old men with white eyebrows and hair were discussing the Dharma, and even blushed in the heat of the discussion.
But as soon as the bell rang, the old men were all quiet.
The oldest of them was full of surprise. He looked at the Bodhi mountain and muttered to himself, ”the ancestral bell has rung. Who is the person who is destined to go to Bodhi cave this time?”
Cross the fairy road and ring the ancestral bell.
This is a rule handed down from ancient times.
Only when the bell rings, can the spirit of Bodhi open the door to the real cave.
…
”Lin shisan, let's go.” Lin Nan said with a smile.
He didn't look at the gold on the small table. It was like walking on the steps.
In a short time, Lin Nan and Lin shisan stood at the entrance of Bodhi cave.
At first glance, it's just an ordinary cave, surrounded by lush vines. It seems that there is no one to take care of it at all.
But in Lin Nan's divine consciousness, this inconspicuous cave is wrapped by a terrible spiritual power.