Between heaven and earth, the old monk of Kongming withdrew the golden light of the Buddha's eyes that pierced the sky of the cold night, and in the sky, the vast Buddha shadow disappeared.

The two stood side by side, and Jiang Xiaobai was quite surprised when he heard the words of the old monk Kongming.

However, the old monk has not finished speaking.

"On the day of the poor monk's enlightenment, looking at the Buddhas of this heaven and earth, lightning and flint, I once saw a picture......"

The old monk Kong Ming continued.

"There is a Bodhi tree shining under the starry sky, there are several monks with the light of the Buddha, and there are ........"

The old monk told Jiang Xiaobai about the strange scene of "asking the dust under the Bodhi tree" when he looked at the Buddha statue in the starry sky at night, and a flash of inspiration appeared in the sea of consciousness.

I don't know if it was the subconscious illusion of the Buddhas in the void in the real scene, above the sky, in the void color world, the real scene that happened to the Buddhas in the void color world.

But everything revolves around the word "Nirvana"!

Jiang Xiaobai became more and more frightened when he heard this, his eyebrows and eyes sank, and he thought of something.

He remembered that a few months ago, there was a catastrophe that swept through several major Buddhist holy places in the Middle-earth Buddhist Gate.

There is a monk from the Western Regions, one person stepped on several major Middle Earth Buddhist gates, and took away the spiritual bones of the Buddha Shakya that have been guarded by several major temples for generations.

This incident swept a storm in Kyushu, and then this turmoil slowly calmed down with the disappearance of the evil monks in the Western Regions, and the outbreak of the undead plague in the West at that time, wave after wave was covered.

At that time, Jiang Xiaobai was not in Kyushu, and was in seclusion in the land of returning to the ruins.

He also consulted with Queen Ah Cha about this matter, talking about the spirit bones of Shakya and the method of reincarnation of Buddhism.

The more Jiang Xiaobai thought about it, the more he felt that these things were a little strange and vaguely related.

However, if it is true that the old monk of Kongming deduced that the ancient Buddha monk Nirvana was reincarnated in the long river of history, this matter must be related to the overall situation of the world, but the situation of the matter cannot be speculated and involves too wide.

"Master, Jiang also has something to say to you, let's go in and talk about it. ”

At that time, the two of them crossed hand in hand from the beginning of the revival of the aura, and they had not seen each other for several years, and now they had advanced to the third realm, and Jiang Xiaobai had many things to discuss with the old monk.

After all, the burden he bears is not light, and it is better to have old monks to share worries and discuss major matters together.

"Please!"

The two turned back into the house.

This night, Jiang Xiaobai and the old monk Kongming had a candle talk.

Talking about the ancient war, sighing for three thousand white bones, discussing the strong in the lower realm, and talking about the pattern of the world........

Jiang Xiaobai and the old monk Kongming had discussed each other in the past, and they didn't hide anything from the old monk, and they made it clear to the old monk about the situation they were in now, the news they knew, and the old monk.

Because the old monk was in seclusion in the bitter cold land of the extreme west, the news about the pattern of the great world was far less transparent than Jiang Xiaobai's.

A lamp, a table, a pot of warm wine.

One, a monk, a long night.

Occasional frowning, occasional thinking, sometimes sighing in surprise, sometimes looking forward to the blood.

"Maybe soon, the gods and Buddhas of the heavens will come, people and gods will meet, and there will be another battle of the heavens!"

"What will happen to you and me?"

...........

After a long talk, the night passed like this.

The morning light gradually brightens, and through the window, a pale blue light shines

At the table, there are still five people.

Except for the little girl who was not interested in participating in the topic of adults to go to sleep, and Ah Cha, who entered the West Wing as soon as she came, the rest of the people listened all night in this candlelight night talk.

Everyone is a cultivator, and it doesn't take much effort to stay up for a few hours.

After chatting about the same, Jiang Xiaobai got up, walked to the door of the hall, pulled his hands together, and pulled the wooden bolt.

"Squeak"

The door opened, a roll of cold mist appeared, and the light slipped in.

The cold air swept into the hall, and a breath can lift your spirits.

Jiang Xiaobai hasn't opened the door to see the scenery in the winter for a long time.

The snow is still there, and the distant mountains are mottled.

The cold wind rolls the frost and dew, and the small courtyard listens to the sound from afar.

"After a night of talking, it's also time, today's New Year, the group is happy, Jiang is cooking, and he will start to prepare. ”

Jiang Xiaobai took a deep breath of cold air, then turned around and smiled, and said to several people with a smile.

"Everybody's busy. ”

"Miss Shuiyue, you tell the girl to get up and help freshen up. ”

"Hatsune, you clean up the prepared ingredients and help me out. ”

"Master, Master and nephew of Konghui, you two are guests, just sit down, and it's okay to wander around at will, but don't go to the depths of the White Dragon Demon Mountain, Jiang Mou also said before. ”

Maybe he hasn't spent the New Year in this familiar courtyard for a long time, Jiang Xiaobai was happy and said a few words in a row.

"Okay. ”

Hatsune, the girl, was the first to jump lively, and responded.

Li Shuiyue smiled faintly, nodded, and went to the east master bedroom to call Jiang Xiaolu.

However, the young monk of Konghui stood up and clasped his palms together and said:

"Uncle Shi, the little monk is also idle, let's help you get started. ”

"No, you're welcome. ”

Jiang Xiaobai smiled.

"The little monk helped sweep the snow in the yard. ”

Monk Konghui knew that everyone here was the youngest of his generation, and he would definitely not sit in peace and quiet, so he would find something to do.

I still know the number of etiquette.

"Okay, I'm not polite to you. ”

Jiang Xiaobai smiled, and didn't say anything.

"The master is casual, Jiang went to the back kitchen first, and he was busy. ”

He said hello to the old monk.

"Little friend is polite. ”

Jiang Xiaobai went straight to the back kitchen.

For a time, the small courtyard glowed with the warmth of the New Year in the morning light.

Monk Konghui lowered his head and held a bamboo broom to sweep the snow in the courtyard, brushing and brushing, sweeping out flying white snow chips.

In the east wing, the princess of the ancient kingdom, Li Shuiyue, helped the little deer who was lazy in the quilt to dress, and the little girl squinted lazily and yawned cutely.

In the west wing, the door was also opened, and the queen Ah Cha came out of the room, and the old monk Kongming who was sitting at the door of the hall and looking at the scenery of the distant mountains glanced at each other, and then flew out of the small courtyard, leaving only the old monk to take a deep look.

In the backyard, Hatsune skillfully sorted out the ingredients for the New Year and started to do it.

As for Jiang Xiaobai, tie the familiar apron, pick up the knife and spoon, build the stove, hum the ancient tune, and be happy for a long time.

The fireworks rose, and wisps of green smoke rose from the chimney on the snow-white roof of the small courtyard, bringing up a little heat.

This mountain is cold and has its own fireworks.

At this time, in the 100,000 mountains, when the morning light broke, many figures entered the 100,000 mountains.

One after another, scrambling to be the first.

There are treading boats, there are mountains and land, and there are also people who come across the sky.

They emerged from all directions in the mountains and forests, concentrating in one direction.

That direction is vaguely the direction of Sycamore Mountain!

(I don't know how many people pay attention to League of Legends, I watched a BO5 game today, and the thief who watched it was nervous, and finally said that RNG is awesome!