The sun is getting brighter.

There is an ancient temple at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, called the ancient Guanyin Temple.

The ancient Guanyin Temple is said to have existed for thousands of years. It is a veritable ancient temple with a long history.

In the morning, the quaint gate of the temple was slowly pushed open. A young monk with a pale face and a pretty face walked out slowly with a broom in his arms and began to sweep the fallen leaves outside the temple gate.

After scanning for a while, I saw a string of sweat on the monk's forehead and his face became paler.

The outside of the temple was finally finished.

Standing on the steps outside the temple, the beautiful monk held a broom and looked at the top of Zhongnan Mountain.

I heard that a saint showed his appearance on the top of the mountain last night, with golden light everywhere on the top. I rode a cow to the west and recited the Tao Te Ching.

Unfortunately, I didn't have the chance to see it.

Although I am a Taoist, if I can meet the fate of immortality, it is not impossible to enter the Taoist sect.

There is no difference between Tao or Buddha in his heart.

Xuyun sighed, thinking in his mind whether he could go up the mountain at this time. If so, he would find an opportunity to go up the mountain during the day to take a look.

But many police officers came last night, and it might be difficult to go up the mountain at this time.

His stomach rang, Xuyun shook his head and returned to the ancient temple behind him with a broom.

The ancient temple is not big, but the most eye-catching one is the ancient trees in the temple.

An ancient ginkgo tree that has grown for thousands of years.

It is said that it was an ancient tree planted by Emperor Taizong of Tang, witnessing the thousand-year history of Daxia, and has survived to this day and stands in the temple.

The ancient ginkgo trees stand majestic and lush branches and leaves.

If it is autumn, when all the leaves of the ancient ginkgo tree are dyed yellow, the entire temple will be covered with golden yellow when it shakes.

The ancient ginkgo tree covered with yellow leaves looks like a warrior wearing golden armor standing proudly between the heaven and earth.

Really, the city is full of golden armor!

Whenever the leaves are yellow in autumn, it is also the most lively time of the ancient Guanyin Temple.

Xuyun doesn’t like autumn very much, because in autumn, the originally small ancient temple will become very noisy.

Annoying.

Fortunately, there is still some time before the old tree leaves are yellow.

Xuyun entered the temple gate, placed the broom behind the door, and as usual, looked up at the towering ancient tree, then withdrew his gaze and walked towards the kitchen.

However, just as he took a step, his steps stopped.

Frowning together, Xuyun took a step back, retreated back to the position just now, and then looked up at the ancient tree again.

The branches and leaves are lush.

The sunlight passes through the gaps in the branches and leaves and sprinkles down.

Squinted his eyes, Xuyun looked at a location of the ancient tree and walked closer.

Between the green leaves, it seems that a small ginkgo has grown.

Xuyun recognized ginkgo and ancient ginkgo.

After thousands of years, this ancient ginkgo tree often bears fruits, and Xuyun has even eaten a lot.

But the key is that it is not the season for fruit loss!

Moreover, he is in the temple every day and looks at ancient trees countless times every day. Yesterday, he hasn't seen this ginkgo.

It grew overnight last night?

With a puzzled look, Xuyun raised her neck and looked at it for a while until her neck became sore and she didn't see anything.

After thinking about it, he moved a wooden bench and picked up the broom behind the door.

Xu Yun was very weak in physical strength and was already very tired after sweeping the floor. Now that he waved the broom again, he felt his arms start to feel sore and tremble.

Fortunately, before he was exhausted, the ginkgo was beaten down.

Without rushing to pick up ginkgo, Xuyun quickly sat on the wooden bench just now, gasping for a long time, and then his pale face became a little more energetic.

Depending on your physical condition, I'm afraid I won't last long.

He covered his mouth and coughed twice, and felt his heartbeat calming down a little, so Xuyun stood up with a broom.

Walk towards the ginkgo.

The small ginkgo is only bigger than a coin. Fortunately, Xuyun's eyes are so good that he found the landing ginkgo.

The ground-falling ginkgo fruit is not damaged, it is still round and white.

Xu Yun found that the ginkgo fruit in his hand seemed a little different.

He has been in the temple for two years and has eaten countless ginkgo nuts. He is already very familiar with ginkgo.

The ginkgo in your hand at this time is slightly different from the ginkgo you have eaten in the past.

The fruit is filled with a faint golden light, and there is bright green juice flowing on the white decisive stems. The whole ginkgo exudes a fragrant smell.

Ginkgo actually has a clear fragrance?

Xu Yun, who had eaten so many ginkgos, discovered this first time. The fragrance made his already gurgling stomach even more hungry.

After thinking about it, Xuyun was too lazy to deal with ginkgo fruit. He didn't care about its toxins. He directly wiped the ginkgo fruit with his palm and then stuffed the ginkgo into his mouth.

The fragrance in the mouth is very crisp when you take a bite.

The coin-sized ginkgo fruit was swallowed in one bite and it was very delicious. Xuyun even smashed the kernel and ate the seeds and meat inside.

"Xuyun, what are you doing?" An old monk walked by.

Xu Yun hurriedly said, "It's okay, I'm tired and take a rest."

The old monk clasped his hands together and sighed:

"Amitabha, your health is getting worse and worse, otherwise you'd better go down the mountain to go to the hospital for treatment."

Xuyun lowered his head and said:

"Master, no need to worry. People in the world say that life and death are destined. If they really die here, that is my life."

After hearing Xu Yun's words, the old monk sighed, shook his head, and turned around and left.

When the old monk walked away, Xuyun looked up and murmured:

"But I don't believe in life."

If he really believes in life and see it openly, he will not drag his seriously ill body around to ask Buddha and find ways to survive for so many years!

He was diagnosed with congenital heart disease since childhood, and the doctor said he could not live to be 25 years old.

After learning the result, my family didn't believe it, so I took him to major well-known hospitals around the world and found countless well-known professors for examination and treatment, but they all said one sentence.

Can't stand 25.

Modern medicine cannot solve his condition.

At the age of fifteen, he was about to accept his fate, but he accidentally heard some myths and legends, and it was rumored that some people who have attained enlightenment could live a hundred years, even live long, or live long, or have no illness or disasters, and prolong their lifespan.

There are also rumors that there are strange treasures in the world, and they can extend their lifespan.

So he put his hope on these myths and legends. For nearly ten years since then, he has been on the road to finding a way to survive!

I learned a lot of things along the way, including Buddhism, Taoism, martial arts, Gu, Dharma, etc., but it took nearly ten years and my condition still did not improve at all.

Finally, he was desperate in his heart and came to Zhongnan Mountain near his hometown two years ago to try his final struggle.

He is now 24 years old.

In half a year, we will reach the threshold of 25.

Or, step into the loess with one foot.

He is unwilling to give up!

He has not yet felt this wonderful country and the world, and there is no trace of him left in the world. Is it going to end his life in a hurry?

It's in vain!

Xuyun sighed.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing his ups and downs, he was about to put the broom back behind the door.
Chapter completed!