"The donor is willing to take refuge in my Buddha. Shakya smiled, did not answer the question, and looked at Ye Chen kindly.

Ye Chen frowned, Venerable Shakya's routine caught him off guard, he respected the Buddha and was also afraid of the Buddha.

Buddhism is broad and profound, universal to all sentient beings, but also has infinite magic, being targeted by the Buddha, not knowing the blessings and misfortunes.

Obviously, he has been targeted by Shakyamuni and wants to invite him to Buddhism and become a devout disciple of Buddhism.

"Is this a deal?" Ye Chen looked up at the top of the mountain, and he could also see the top of the mountain through the clouds.

"Naturally not. "Venerable Buddha Shakya's voice is ethereal," he didn't rush to answer, and it was not too late to figure it out. ”

As he spoke, a ray of Buddha light fell from his fingertips and sank into Ye Chenmei's heart impartially.

It was a divine consciousness, a huge map, not only with directions, but also with her exact location.

Ye Chen was emotional, bowed his hand, and hurriedly turned around, stepped into the sky, and went straight to the west.

Behind him, Shakya looked quietly from afar, his quiet Buddha eyes, flashing with the light of deep meaning, with amazements and doubts.

Ethereal and void, Ye Chen is as fast as a god, and his peak body is extremely exerted, and he can't wait to see her.

The sky was bright, but the land of the Western Desert was silently snowing, and the snowflakes were flying, dyeing the sky and the earth white.

The snow-capped, the solemnity and tranquility of the Western Desert add a touch of tranquility, as quiet as Buddhism.

However, this tranquility was soon broken, and there were people fighting, facing the snow, and the peak duel.

Looking at the two sides of the battle, one of them is a Buddha, and the other is majestic, which can be described as bullish.

It was Xizun and Kui Niu, and the two finally fought, making a lot of noise, provoking the monks to watch.

"These two people can't beat them, so why do they do it. The Quartet was amazed and a little confused.

"Do you want a reason to fight? If you don't like it, you can start fighting, the prince of the Kui Niu clan has a hot temper. ”

"It's hot and has a hanging use, even Xizun's golden body of ten thousand Buddhas is difficult to break, and if you look for him to fight, it's a material to be abused. ”

"If you want to do Xizun, at least at the level of the Holy Communion. ”

In the midst of the discussion, the war is hot, Kui Niu is open and closing, attacking and dominating, and the combat power is more peak than the peak.

Compared to him, Na Xizun is calm and conniving, with bright Buddha eyes, boundless Buddhism, and extremely strong combat power.

Behind him, there is a big Buddha, which is his Buddhist vision, protecting his body and God, King Kong is not bad, Kui Niu attacked all the way, failed to break through the defense.

This news spread like wings throughout the Western Desert.

Ye Chenzi also heard about it, but he only shook his head and smiled, not surprised that Kui Niu's house had fallen into the wind.

But he didn't turn back to help, although I don't know what grievances Kui Niu and Xizun have, but Xizun will never hurt Kui Niu's life, and everything is just a small fight.

As he spoke, he entered another ancient city teleportation array.

After that, he spent all his way like this, according to the position given by Shakya, and never stopped.

He was still embarrassed in his heart, he didn't know that the distance was so far, if it wasn't for Shakya to give the exact location, God knows what year and month he would have to find, the West Desert is too big.

Three days later, he set foot on a vast land.

It's far enough away from the bustling area, and it's even a little desolate, with thin spiritual power, barren trees, and snow, so it's deserted and uninhabited.

He entered an old town and looked up into the distance, a mountain peak, covered with snow.

It was Nianci Mountain, and there was a Nianci Nunnery on it, and the woman in the city without tears was in that Nianci Nunnery.

"No wonder I couldn't find it for a long time, but I was meditating in such a remote place. Ye Chen couldn't help but murmur.

"The wine brewed by the party, Xiaoyou is willing to buy some to warm your body. Ye Chen's distraction was interrupted by the old voice on the side of the street, it was an old man who sold wine.

The sky is not good, the snow is falling, far away from the bustling old town, there are few people on the street, and even if there is, they are only hurriedly walking by with their hands in hand.

There were very few people, and the old man who sold wine was one of them, lonely on the side of the street, although he was a monk, he seemed to be very cold, wearing a large thick cotton jacket.

His cultivation is not high, and he even said that the low one is a little pitiful, only the True Yang Realm, and as for his age, it is not small.

"My predecessors believed in Buddhism or not. Ye Chen smiled while taking the source stone, taking care of the old man's business.

"I have no relationship with the Buddha. The old man smiled kindly and handed over two pots of turbid wine, "Xiaoyou came from afar, are you going to read Ci'an?"

"Just passing by. Ye Chen smiled lightly, took away two pots of wine, and walked through the quiet town with one hand.

The vast earth left a series of his footprints.

The snowflake petals were like a dream, just like his state of mind at the moment, quite unreal, he was about to see her.

At the foot of Nianci Mountain, he slowly stopped and looked up quietly.

It was a small mountain, not very high, nothing unusual, but there was a tranquility far from the turbulent world.

Looking up from the bottom of the mountain, you can vaguely see the temple on the top of the mountain, which is the Nianci Nunnery, calm and lonely.

He took a sharp breath, gently lifted the soles of his feet, and walked up the stone steps step by step.

He didn't know whether to be excited or nervous, and he had hope in his heart, for fear that the woman was not Chu Xuan or Chu Ling.

He didn't dare to use Zhou Tian's evolution to extrapolate on his own.

In other words, he didn't dare to uncover the answer easily, the years were too vicissitudes, and he always had to keep some thoughts.

The snow was still drifting, gently hitting his shoulders, turning into mist and melting into his clothes, but not cold.

He climbed the stone steps and saw a tiled temple in the distance, and in front of the temple, there was a little nun holding a broom to sweep the snow, and her mind was not quiet, and she muttered endlessly.

"Huh?" Xu was aware of someone, and the little nun couldn't help but look sideways, she was still a girl, and her big eyes were shining, "Who are you!"

"Just a passerby. Ye Chen smiled, opened a jar of turbid wine, raised his head and took a sip, but he felt that the turbid wine was extraordinary, the entrance was strong, but the lower stomach was like a wisp of clear water.

Subconsciously, he turned his head slightly and looked at the old town under the mountain, where the old man who sold wine was still there, napping there with his hands, waiting for people to buy wine.

The wine is turbid, but it is extraordinary, although the old man is sloppy, it must not be simple, so he can't help but be surprised.

"Back to basics?" Ye Chen muttered again.

"Then what are you doing in Nian Ci'an? The little nun raised her little face, and her eyes were clear.

Ye Chen came back to his senses and arched his hand, "I want to see the fairy of the City without tears, and I hope that Xiaodao Gu will pass it on." ”

"Ugh. Xiao Daogu greeted her, ran in with a broom, and then a voice came back, "Master, master, someone wants to see that fairy." ”

Soon, the little nun jumped out, followed by a person, an old nun.

"Master, that's him. The little nun said.

The old nun gave a salute, glanced up and down at Ye Chen, and with her spiritual realm cultivation, she was embarrassed to break Ye Chen.

"I've seen Aunt Dao. "Ye Chen knows how to be polite.

"Inside please. The old nun stretched out her palm.

"Thank you. Ye Chen stepped into the Nianci Nunnery.

Nianci'an is not big, it is very quiet, except for the little nun and the old nun, there is only one person.

The third person is naturally the fairy of the City without tears.

Ye Chen had no use for guidance, he found her position very accurately, he was not impatient, and walked step by step.

In the depths of the green bamboo, there is a small bamboo house, he stopped, stood quietly, his heart was fluttering, the holy body was raised, tensed tightly, and he did not relax.

"It's... Is that you?" he finally opened with this sentence, his voice was dry, his voice hoarse, with a touch of ancient vicissitudes.

In a word, there was a breeze, and the snow petals swayed.

But when I heard a squeak, the bamboo houses slowly opened, and a peerless woman walked out, dressed in white and dusty, like this white snow, without the slightest filth.

She was covered with plain veil, she couldn't see her true face clearly, her eyes were clear and clean, but she was indifferent, and the three thousand green silks moved without wind, and the wisps were dyed with divine glow.

Ye Chen only glanced at it, and his tense body was like a deflated ball, staggering, as if he had no bone support, and almost collapsed to the ground on the spot.

She wasn't them, and he didn't even have to look at her true face, just by her eyes were enough to make out it.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

He smiled a little tiredly, the tall ancient holy body was a little stiff, his face turned pale instantly, his fingers were stiff, and he lost the consciousness he should have.

"The Ancient Eucharist. The tearless fairy muttered softly, her expression was still indifferent, and she didn't eat the fireworks in the world.

Ye Chen hurriedly collected his thoughts, and took out Chu Xuan (Chu Ling) painting scroll with his hand, "The fairy has seen her." ”

"What about you? Have you ever seen him? The tearless fairy also brushed his hand, and there was also a picture scroll, hanging in the air, on which a man was depicted, exactly the same as Ye Chensheng, more precisely, Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was silent, took off his black robe, took off the ghost mask, and revealed the true face of the vicissitudes of time.

"Most of the people that the goddess dreams of are you. The Tearless Fairy said lightly, "In the red world, there really exist people like you, it's really cause and effect." ”

"You haven't answered my question yet. Ye Chen didn't squint, and quietly looked at the tearless fairy in front of him, "This painting is a person, but you are from the city of tears." ”

"She is the goddess of the City without tears. "The tearless fairy ice muscle jade bone stands like a statue.

As soon as these words came out, Ye Chen's frustrated state of mind suddenly fluctuated, and he hurriedly bowed his hand, his tone was pleading, "I want to see your goddess." ”

"Who is she? The tearless fairy said lightly.

"My wife. When Ye Chen confided these three words, there were still tears in his eyes, and he couldn't stop it.

"Too forgetful, no tears... It is also ruthless. ”

"Affectionate or ruthless, I want to see her. ”

"The City of No Tears is gone, and as a City of No Tears, I can't get in touch. The Tearless Fairy said.

"When will the City of No Tears come again? Ye Chen's body tensed again, looking at the tearless fairy hopefully, he had missed it twice, and he didn't want to miss the third time.

"I don't know. The tearless fairy was indifferent and spoke lightly.

"How could you not know. Ye Chen suddenly roared, and the emotions that had been suppressed for more than two hundred years exploded at this moment, and the momentum suddenly appeared, swallowing the desolation.

His expression was even a little hideous, and his tearful eyes were full of bloodshots, and tears and blood were blending.