He Wentao motioned for the memorial hall personnel to step back, and he personally led a few people up the stairs and entered the main entrance of the memorial hall, which was more than ten meters above the flat ground.

The hall was brightly lit, but it was very quiet, and I don't know if it was deliberately arranged by the school or just like that, and there were hardly many people walking around.

Wang Yuan's Buddhist scriptures were placed in a glass cover in the innermost corner, and Wei Lingdong glanced at it and found that in order to deal with the supernatural, infrared and gravity sensing devices were even installed here, and even if an ant crawled in, it would trigger an alarm. Although today's microrobots are a headache, they are not impossible to prevent. There are many research projects in Lu Fengyang's Wendao Institute that are specifically aimed at miniature military robots, which is also one of the military's cooperation projects.

He Wentao turned off all the monitoring equipment and led them into the room.

It's an antique square ashram with a faint scent of sandalwood, but it's clearly not the burning of sandalwood, it's the wood used inside.

Inside, there are four one-meter-high sealed glass cases, like exhibits in a museum, and each of the four glass cabinets also displays the belongings of the crew of the Yuanwang.

The glass cabinets are placed in the corners and are covered by spotlights at the top.

Closest to the door was a notebook, opened about a third of the way, densely filled with formulas and annotations, which should have been someone's academic experience. The use of paper media to record the learning process is a habit of many researchers and many graduate and doctoral students. In terms of convenience in some aspects, electronic products are sometimes not a substitute for paper. In the glass case at the far end of the note is a broken leather strap with a note attached. On the inside of the right side is a small chip, probably someone's design. And the innermost end on the left side is the purpose of several people's trip: the Buddhist scripture left by Wang Yuan.

He Wentao entered the password, opened the glass cabinet and said, "Mr. Lu, this is what you need." As he spoke, he handed a pair of white gloves to each of them.

Lu Fengyang and Wei Lingdong glanced at each other, and after putting on gloves, Lu Fengyang took the Buddhist scriptures out of the glass cabinet and put them on the table in the center of the hall.

According to Wang Yuan himself, this hand-copied Buddhist thread-bound Buddhist scripture was given to him by an old monk when he was traveling in the Big Wild Goose Pagoda in Shaanxi. At that time, he was still a graduate student, and he encountered great difficulties in writing a thesis on superconductors, so he went out for a walk at the suggestion of Fonta. It was also there that he converted to Buddhism. ”

"What about time?" Wei Lingdong is more concerned about the timeline.

"July 2039."

Knowing that Lu Fengyang was investigating this matter, He Wentao was already familiar with all the information involved in the scriptures.

"Yuanwang-1, which will only be launched in 2045, can't it be said?" Wei Lingdong looked at Lu Fengyang.

"You're thinking too much, it's impossible to travel back in time. This doesn't make sense in the branching universe theory. Even if the past can be tampered with, the new timeline will fork after the tampering, and our past is still the original past, and the history that he travels back to the past to change will become the past of the new universe. Lu Fengyang said very awkwardly, but Wei Lingdong understood.

In short, the past is unique. If you go back in time and change something, then this "new past" that you have changed will enter a new timeline, which is equivalent to a new universe of the past. So, in fact, your past has not changed.

"Isn't the future guiding us in our search for the past?"

"No, it shouldn't be that mysterious." Lu Fengyang shook his head, he looked at He Wentao, "Have you been identified?" ”

"Yes," He Wentao hurriedly replied, "According to the appraisal of cultural relics experts, there are no traces of human aging, not modern manuscripts, at least thousands of years old, otherwise the paper would not have aged to this extent." ”

Wei Lingdong activated the multi-fold zoom function of the reading pupil, his eyes stared at the Buddhist scriptures, the paper fibers were instantly enlarged, and his eyes were full of dark yellow as far as the eye could see, looking like the uneven South American plateau. Inside the dense pores, there are countless parasitic eggs - bookworms that cannot hatch after anaerobic treatment.

The fly-headed letters on the paper, at this time, every word in his eyes became as big as the playground outside. He inspected the page inch by inch, but as Lu Fengyang said, he found nothing. This also proves that the inspection of Fenghua Academy has been very thorough before, and there are no omissions.

Wei Lingdong withdrew his gaze and began to look at the text on it.

On this page, there is an excerpt:

"The power of convenience is hard to think, the circle is full of opportunities, and the amount of mixing is empty, how can it be counted as poor? Into the micro-area of the mustard, the famous words can be described, and those who have nothing to call it are only great awakening! ”

He Wentao explained in a timely manner: "This is a sentence in the Huayan Sutra, and the annotation is not annotated by Wang Yuan, nor is it a modern commentary, but written by a hand-copied person. According to the identification, after the writing of this hand-copied Buddhist thread-bound Buddhist scripture, no descendants added any ink. At this point, he paused, and then explained, "Actually, it is not so much a Buddhist scripture as a very rare and rare notebook of the ancients' experience in learning Buddhism. ”

"Is the whole book related to the Huayan Sutra?" Wei Lingdong asked.

"The notes have a total of 91 pages, of which the first 78 pages are the author's experience of reading the Huayan Sutra, and the back is some personal Buddhist experience.

"Did the writer of the note find out?"

"Nope. However, the person we went to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda to inquire about came back and said that the monk who gave Wang Yuan a note in the Big Wild Goose Pagoda had passed away last month. ”

"Death? Isn't this the age of supernatural abilities? Wei Lingdong was shocked.

"Many monks don't use the first or second generation of angels to become supernatural beings. They believe that attaining the attainment of fruit with the help of external objects is a symbol of evil spirits. He Wentao smiled bitterly, "By the way, by the way, this is also their original words." ”

"Is it true that to become a supernatural being is to attain bodhisattva status?" Wei Lingdong's eyes flashed with an incredible look, he was not ignorant of Buddhism, since he knew that there was a Feihong Temple in the Feihong Realm, he deliberately squeezed out time to understand some common knowledge of Buddhism.

Although the supernatural person is very powerful now, the fruit position of Buddhism is more of a spiritual realm, and the various magical powers displayed are just the ones that naturally possess after the spiritual realm arrives. The supernatural ones are the ones who have evolved their bodies and have all kinds of superpowers.

The two are completely different.

"It's not the one who has the ability, it's the bodhisattva." Lu Fengyang shook his head, "It's those Buddhists who are trying to explain to us that they don't repair their skins. Becoming a Buddha in the flesh is a state that only saints can achieve, and they uphold the concept of asceticism, so the ability will destroy their Buddha mind. ”

"Uncle Lu, how do you know everything!" Qin Zhen was very surprised, "You know Buddhism so well, you don't want to become a monk, do you?" ”

"Stinky girl." Lu Fengyang turned his head and flicked her smooth forehead, "Buddhism and Taoism, many ideas are very desirable. Don't simply think it's superstition. You can also find out if you have time. ”

"Oops, how do you like to play people like the same as the coach!" Qin Zhen pouted and covered his forehead with his hand.

Wei Lingdong smiled and shook his head slightly at Qin Zhen, signaling her to be quiet first. Seeing the latter sticking out his tongue, he turned to look at He Wentao:

"Dean He, can I flip through it?" He gestured to the yellowed pages.

"Yes, but you need to use a little softer, the paper can't stand any tearing force."

Wei Lingdong nodded, and seeing Lu Fengyang sideways to get out of the way, he took a step forward and slowly opened it to the right.

Ancient thread-bound books were read from right to left, and turning the pages was the opposite of modern books, so he turned backwards in this way.

His estimate was so accurate that he turned to page seventy-nine: the page where the author's record began.

"All kinds of things in this world are vain, and only the Buddha's heart is true. Skin, solid external minister, pay for believers vainly say that they will become a Buddha in ten years, if Feihong goes by himself. I say that if you seek the path to becoming a Buddha in the flesh, you must give up your roots and chase the end. But its delusion has risen, if it can't help... ”

When he turned the page, He Wentao lightly pressed it next to the case, and Wei Lingdong's eyes showed the vernacular translation of this paragraph in real time.

However, he had no intention of reading the translation at this time, and the passage was not difficult to understand. He was amazed by the fact that there were two words:

Fei Hong!

His heart pounded, and he glanced at the vernacular note next to him. It just so happens that the verification of this word is marked.

Fei Hong has multiple meanings at once, and depending on the context, it should refer to the flying wild goose. Because in the area of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, you can see wild geese flying to the east to spend the winter in winter, and you can also see flying to the west in spring. And the Western Heaven is the Elysian World in the eyes of Buddhists. Therefore, this should refer to the wild goose.

"Fei Hong... Fei Hong... Feihong Realm... Feihong Temple... Does it matter? Wei Lingdong frowned and muttered to himself.

In fact, at this time, the shock in Lu Fengyang's heart was even greater than Wei Lingdong's.

He felt a power that terrified him from this mystical book from thousands of years ago.

He had just explained to Wei Lingdong the relationship between ability and fruit position, and as a result, as soon as Wei Lingdong opened page 79 now, there was precisely the relationship between the physical body and cultivation, which was almost the same as what he said!

He is a scientist and basically does not believe in coincidence. Any coincidence, in his opinion, hides inevitability. Therefore, at this moment, his heart has become a mess of porridge. But he didn't dare to tell them this kind of doubt, and those who heard his previous explanation would only think that he had read the photocopy of the electronic version of the book in advance, after all, Fenghua Academy was his, and it was too normal for him to ask He Wentao to send him an electronic version in advance.

But in fact, only he knew that although He Wentao sent him an electronic version, he didn't have time to read it carefully.

Originally, Lu Fengyang handed over the matter of sorting out the information to He Wentao, hoping that he could find some clues from it, but he didn't expect that He Wentao put Wang Yuan's mysterious Buddhist scripture at the end, because he believed that the excavation value of this kind of religious nature should be the lowest. No matter how you look at it, abilities and Buddhism are things that can't be beaten.