Douluo's Heavens Upgrade

"It's really rubbish, there's not even a place to stay."

The people with a bad face shouted, and they were quite dissatisfied with the dilapidation of the ancient temple.

"Brother Meng, it's enough to be able to settle down."

The young man dressed as a weak scholar said in his mouth, and then looked at the monk above the fire.

"Master, I was passing by this place, but it was the wrong place to stay, and I wanted to stay here for a night."

"The donor is very polite. If you want to meet, it is fate, please."

The monk sitting cross-legged slightly opened his eyes, chuckled lightly, and waved his hand, but he was already calm and calm again.

"A good encounter is a fate. I didn't expect that I would become attached to the temple again."

There was a sudden sound at the door.

The next moment, the closed-eyed monk opened his eyes instantly, and there was a flash of surprise, but he quickly calmed down.

The three scholars turned their heads curiously.

"Tread...tread...tread..."

With slight footsteps, a handsome monk walked slowly.

"Another monk!"

The big man spit out a sentence, and there was unhappiness in his eyes.

"Amitabha, the donor has made a sign."

The coming monk said slowly, with a light smile in his mouth.

The person who came was none other than Fahai, who traveled all over the world.

Passing by this place, I noticed the mystery of this place, so I naturally came to check it out.

"Whether it is a monk, a scholar, or a butcher, since we meet, it is fate, why should we care about the appearance of all beings."

Fa Hai said in the middle, and his eyes couldn't help but focus on the monk beside the fire.

At this moment, the latter also opened his eyes and smiled slightly at Fa Hai.

"What the little benefactor said makes sense."

The weak scholar pondered for a while, but agreed with one sentence.

For a while, the field fell silent.

"This mural is also interesting!"

Standing up slightly, Fa Hai walked straight to the mural. Although the ancient temple was broken, the murals on both sides were exquisite and vivid.

As soon as Fa Hai exited, the two weak scholars on both sides also walked over.

"Young master, look, this mural seems to be alive."

The book boy exclaimed, and the weak scholar beside him also showed joy, and nodded quickly.

"It's wonderful, it's lifelike, it's really a masterpiece."

The weak scholar is a scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam. Seeing this mural at this moment, he was naturally attracted instantly.

"Om..."

In an instant, a faint light appeared on the mural, and the next moment, the human race above the mural seemed to come alive.

Under the golden light, within the ancient temple, countless fairies in the paintings flew out and danced over the ancient temple.

"My God, this is the fairy in the painting."

The book boy exclaimed, and the big man and weak scholar on the side had already been addicted to it.

"Hey...hehe...hehe...hehe...hehe..."

The spiritual light slowly subsided, and the fairies in the painting flew back one by one again, and for a while, the fairyland emerged.

The three weak scholars seemed to be fascinated by the fairyland at the moment, and walked over step by step uncontrollably.

"Om..."

The next moment, the figures of the three were directly engulfed by the fairyland, and the spiritual light was completely gathered and dimmed.

Above the vivid murals, there are three more figures, none of them, but three weak scholars.

Fa Hai watched this scene quietly, and he had already guessed it in his heart.

A world of painted walls?

"Master, don't you enter together?"

Turning back slightly, Fa Hai asked the big monk.

"Illusions are born from the heart, and there is no illusion without desire."

The great monk shook his head, but then closed his eyes again and recited the Buddha in meditation.

"Is fantasy born from the heart?"

Fa Hai was thoughtful, looked at the mural in front of him, and pondered for a long time.

Finally, he smiled calmly.

"The Buddha is sitting in the heart, why do you need to ask the Buddha again."

After saying a sentence, Fa Hai felt magnanimous and stepped directly into the mural.

In the ancient temple, peace was restored again.

The big monk in front of the fire raised his brows, opened his eyes, and fell into contemplation.

Inside the fantasy

"Brother Zhu, shouldn't we be in the ancient temple? Where is this place?"

The big man with martial arts panicked at the moment, and asked the scholar beside him.

But in an instant, they came here from the ancient temple.

A few people are just ordinary people, how can they not panic.

"Yeah, son, we won't hit ghosts, right?"

The book boy on the side looked around weakly, a little worried.

The weak scholar was also a little panicked at the moment.

But he is familiar with the Tao of Confucius and Mencius.

I know very well that the child does not speak a word and is chaotic!

What the hell is wrong with this time.

However, he was also unable to interpret the scene in front of him.

"What a paradise."

Just in the circle of the three, there was a sound of admiration from behind.

The three quickly turned their heads to look, and saw Fa Hai walking slowly.

"Little donor, are you here too?"

When the scholar Zhu Xiaolian saw Fa Hai, he was overjoyed and hurried over.

"I saw the three donors come in, and I was curious, so I followed."

Fa Hai smiled lightly, and as soon as he entered this illusion, he noticed the wisps of immortal energy.

This place is unusual.

"Come in? Where did you say we entered?"

"In the mural."

Fahai didn't hide it, he just pointed it out.

Even if you don't say it, these people will find out if they stay for a few days.

"mural?"

Zhu Xiaolian and the others were stunned. They never thought that they would enter the world of murals.

At this moment, Zhu Xiaolian looked at the surrounding scene thoughtfully.

Isn't this what we saw on the murals before?

"Little donor, how can we go out?"

The book boy panicked, his son went to Beijing to take the exam, how could he be in the mural.

"Yes, how can I get out?"

Meng Longtan on the side also spoke up.

He still has a lot of life to enjoy, how can he stay here.

"It's easy to get out."

Fa Hai smiled slightly, but his eyes looked at one place with deep meaning.

"Just are you really sure you want to go out?"

The words fell, and the three of them were stunned, and were about to say something.

I saw a touch of fragrance blowing towards my face, and the voice of Yingying Yanyan came from a distance.

The three suddenly turned their heads to look, and saw a group of fairies in the painting, smiling slowly at this moment.

The fragrance is fragrant and the beauty is present, and the three of them are suddenly stunned.

Fa Hai looked at this scene and shook his head slightly.

After all, it's still beauty town, cave!

Chapter 553: The Wonderland in the Painting