The Taoist priest followed the vague thoughts of Shuanglong Yupei and kept walking, he didn't know how long he walked, the whole person was confused, he didn't feel hungry, he didn't feel thirsty, he just felt so tired, he wanted to sleep on the spot and let himself rest.

But the consciousness of the Taoist priest is still there, and he is still struggling to support, if this is the earth, if you sleep, you will sleep, how big is it?

But this is hell, that is, the ghost world. His instincts told him that as long as he slept, he would never get up again.

Although he is still persistent, but looking at the eternal desert around him, his state of mind has also begun to slowly decadent, people have limits, and after holding on for so many days as an ordinary person, he has reached the limit.

He couldn't walk anymore, and the Taoist priest slowly squatted down, his face was extremely old, and his hair became completely white, and he looked old.

Even though he is only in his early forties, he looks like he is hundreds of years old.

"Ahem!"

The Taoist priest coughed up a large mouthful of blood, looking at his dry palm, an ugly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he knew that he didn't have much time.

He looked up at the sky, and it was still the same dark firmament, with a crimson moon hanging over it.

"I really hope to return to the earth, see the blue sky, and see the motherland." The Taoist priest lay on the ground, and before he could breathe, he seemed to see the crimson moon magnify in front of his eyes, as if the whole moon had fallen for him.

"Huh!"

The Taoist priest swallowed, and the moment before he swallowed, the double dragon jade pendant on his body shattered, and a strange energy wrapped the Taoist priest and flew towards the crimson moon in the sky.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with the last thing the Taoist priest saw that the moon was getting bigger, of course, it was not the moon that flew towards him, but he flew towards the moon.

Crimson moon.

A figure was chained to it, unkempt, scarred, and with its head bowed, and without the breath of life.

At a certain moment, the figure suddenly raised its head, and a trace of confusion flashed in its cloudy eyes, revealing an unbelievable color after careful induction.

His eyes seemed to be able to pass through the endless space, and he could directly see the Taoist priest flying towards him, and wrapped in the energy of the Taoist priest, he was extremely familiar with it, it was the double dragon jade pendant that he personally refined with his natal essence blood!!

"Good, good!" Two lines of turbid tears flowed from the eyes of the locked figure, and he whispered to himself: "For thousands of years, I can't imagine that my Taoist family has such excellent descendants and descendants, and the heavens are endless Taoists!! ”

............

The priest sat in a dilapidated temple, eyes closed, brow furrowed, one hand pressed against the holy book, the other on his chest.

His body was covered in dust, and it was evident that he had been sitting here for a long time and had not moved his position.

In front of him was a huge statue of the Buddha, resplendent with a peaceful face, and the movements of the golden Buddha, like that of a priest, were placed on his chest with one hand and the other on a strange scripture.

The sound of rolling thunder rang out from all directions, repeating itself.

"What is a Buddha?"

The thunder has been ringing for more than ten days in a row, but the pastor has not spoken, and today he finally opened his eyes and said, "A Buddha is an enlightened person. The enlightened are the Buddhas, and the lost are all beings. ”

"What is enlightenment?"

"Enlightenment is the clarity, enlightenment, and wisdom of life, of all things, and of the world."

"What are all things?"

"Heaven and earth pass away with flowing water, and all things are born in the spring breeze. All things are to break through yin and yang, grasp the transformation of yin and yang, override yin and yang, and achieve a state of no yin and no yang. ”

After more than ten days of brewing, no matter what the thunder asked, the pastor could answer it fluently.

Lei Yin was silent for a moment, then asked a repetitive question.

(There will be another chapter later)