The light was gone, and the bronze mirror lost its brilliance.

Showing this image, it seems that the savings of the "Guangming Jian" have been exhausted...... It fell for a while, paused slightly, continued to fall, and so on, stumbling and flying back into Pei Yatou's arms, and then converged all the light, and the mirror oscillated a series of quiet water waves.

In the entire Hall of Light, there was a dead silence.

The "message" left by Master Shao Yun is too impactful.

Until he left the Daxiong Treasure Palace, Ning Yi didn't say a word.

The lark dismissed the two Great Masters.

Silently send each other.

It was sent to the front of Tianqing Pond, and when they were about to separate, the lark spoke.

Mr. Ning...... What Uncle Shao Yun said was just speculation after all. ”

The lark looked at Ning Yi and said seriously: "The cultivation realm of the Void Cloud Master Ancestor has reached the sky, and the 'green vine' on the stone wall, you and I have seen it, igniting the realm of life and death, this kind of means is almost comparable to immortality, I don't believe that the master ancestor died like this." ”

Ning Yi's body stiffened slightly.

He looked at the lark in silence, the young man who walked out of the Xiaoxun Temple, and now his temperament ...... There has been a earth-shaking change, and the weakness in his bones has been washed away by the "wish power" of Jizo Bodhisattva.

"I promised you to treat Miss Pei. ”

"Once the word is spoken, the horse is difficult to chase. The lark said word by word: "Please also ask Mr. Ning to wait until the 'Obon' Festival to witness the wish fire of Lingshan." ”

Ning Yi smiled in a trance.

If it is said, what Master Shao Yun said is true.

The Void Cloud will not be out of the customs again.

So what's the point of waiting in Lingshan?

I left the Great Wall in the north and went south, and the thousands of miles I traveled east were all useless.

But...... What if?

When Shao Yun was dying, he received a "revelation" from that codex, and he speculated that the proverb left by Master Xuyun was just a mistaken prophecy used to encourage the sentient beings of Lingshan.

But what if Shao Yun guessed wrong?

Ning Yi took a deep breath, looked at the lark, and said, "Obon, if this is really just a 'misconception'...... Then my inner man and I are going to leave here. ”

The lark showed an innocent smile, as if he had returned to the Xiaoxun Temple, breathed a sigh of relief, and then bowed and promised seriously: "In the next few days, no one will disturb the two." ”

There was a pause.

"Mr. Ning, let's meet again at Obon. ”

......

......

"That little guy, after twisting the fire, the whole person has changed. ”

The two walked on the pool.

Pei Lingsu, who was holding the "Guangming Jian", walked and jumped very lightly, and he didn't seem to be in a heavy mood.

Ning Yi also restrained his previous sad expression.

He rubbed his face and nodded, "The inheritance of the Jizo Bodhisattva will cause a large amount of wishing power to pour into the host...... It can be as short as three years, as long as ten years, or for decades, and the host will not be able to return to its original 'ideology'. ”

"It's normal...... The lark was originally just an ordinary child, awakening the soul of the earth and inheriting the responsibility of the Buddha, and in a short period of time, too many things have happened. Ning Yi said: "He has endured too many things that he shouldn't have endured." ”

The girl said softly: "Don't you tell him the news about 'Shao Yun' really staying?"

Ning Yi shook his head.

His expression fluctuated slightly.

No one knows what Ning Yi said to him when he stepped into the Hall of Light that day.

The picture in my mind is reflected again.

......

......

["Sword-bearer,

Hold the light of the world and cut through the darkness. ”

Shao Yun's voice lingered in Ning Yi's ears-

"After I die, this light belongs to the little gentleman. ”

"Please ask Mr. Xiao to leave a sword of light for Lingshan. ”】

......

......

Master Shao Yun has long felt his "death".

Just as in the past history of Buddhism, those who have truly attained enlightenment have been able to know when they have died, when they have passed away, and when their consciousness has faded into chaos.

Shao Yun has already reached the realm of "knowing" his life situation.

It's not just about knowing your own life.

For the future of Lingshan, it is also clear.

Before Shao Yun burned out the fire of his life, he tried his best to promote the "future" of Lingshan.

This is the advice he left for Ning Yi in the Hall of Light, and no one knows.

"Mr. Ning, ...... next All you need to do is be a spectator. ”

"Don't intervene no matter what happens. ”

"If you don't follow this path, Lingshan is very likely to ...... There will be destruction. ”

Shao Yun was in the Hall of Light, using his longevity to show Ning Yi a corner of the deduced future.

The old man called Ning Yi into the Daxiong Treasure Hall and gave him that piece of light, hoping that Ning Yi would know...... Every step Shao Yun takes is deduced and has profound meaning.

So in the next "strategy of chasing birds", Ning Yi chose to stay in Tianqing Pool and did not make a sound.

He agreed to Shao Yun and was silent as a spectator.

Ning Yi knows very well that he has always been a "game-breaker".

The fine snow in his hand and the sword bone in his body make him qualified to be a "game-breaker".

If he hadn't agreed to Master Shao Yun, then when Da Keqing left Lingshan, he might have changed this long-term line of cause and effect...... As a corresponding promise, Shao Yun told Ning Yi to be a good spectator.

Until the arrival of Obon.

He's a game-breaker.

The game to be broken is not yesterday, but tomorrow.

"Da Keqing is gone, and Master Shao Yun is also gone...... Lingshan can usher in such a situation today. ”

"I believe in Master Shao Yun, so I am only a spectator, and the spectator will not make a move, nor can he speak. ”

Ning Yi took a light breath, looked at Pei Lingsu, and said softly, "Girl, do you believe me?"

The girl holding the ancient mirror was stunned after hearing the words.

"Fool's ......"

The bronze mirror reflected the woman's pale and haggard smiling face.

"I will always believe in you. ”

......

......

Piercing the forest and beating the leaves.

The wind is quiet.

The mourning bell echoed.

Master Shao Yun's death is a huge bad news for Lingshan today, even though Obon is coming, but these believers' expressions are not relaxed, but very solemn...... How difficult it is to prosper the country, this year's Lingshan has suffered too many blows, and the Obon Festival, which symbolizes "Nirvana by fire", carries the hopes of too many people.

The ascetics who followed the Buddha all had serious expressions.

The lark holding the Zen staff, draped in a robe, walked quickly in the Futu Ancient Cave, his expression was equally serious, this is about to be the place where his wish fire is ignited...... In order to successfully activate the "Wishing Fire", he must be more familiar with the terrain than everyone else.

The two great sect masters of Zen Law are responsible for guarding the forbidden land and laying down layers of prohibitions to prevent accidents.

As he went deeper, the number of followers slowly decreased.

In the end, when they came to the retreat place of Xuyun, there were only two people, Jin Yi and Mu Heng.

The lark turned

。

He stared at the two Great Sect Masters.

The young man's body burst out with a fierce aura, and even the two of them, whose cultivation realm was higher than that of the lark, felt uncomfortable at this moment......

Mu Heng withstood a sense of oppression and said with difficulty: "Lord Buddha?"

The lark asked in a cold voice, "You also know that I am a Buddha?"

Mu Heng was stunned.

"How long is it until Obon, and what have you done?"

The young man, who had always been gentle to others, showed his anger for the first time, and said in a deep voice: "The monks of thousands of temples in Dongtu want to enter the Lingshan, do you think I don't know? Look at how you do it, learn from the Great Sui Border Great Wall, divide the pilgrims into three, six, nine and so on, and now there is a long queue of thousands of people outside, those are all believers of my Buddhism, the gongs and drums in the city are noisy, and the outside of the city is devastated by wind and sand, is it true that you really think that stepping into the Lingshan is a human being, and those who are outside the Lingshan are not Buddhist disciples?"

"What are the actions of the two sects!"

The lark suppressed his voice and anger, "This is only one of them...... Let me tell you, where are the disciples of the two sects used, they are all used to defend the ancient cave! Please tell me, is it necessary for so many people to be stationed in this ancient cave?"

"Wasting so much energy on this matter, it sounds good, in order to protect me...... Have the two great sect masters forgotten what Mr. Song Que said? Even though the Buddha has a lofty status, he must not be too sought after! After I twisted the fire, I successfully took off the 'Great Wish Zen Staff,' could it be that there are still people in the Lingshan who dare to assassinate me?"

Mu Heng and Jin Yi were silent.

Mu Heng sighed.

Jin Yi hesitated for a long time and asked with difficulty, "Lord Buddha, what do you mean?"

"The ascetics outside, the believers, all let in. The lark stared at the two great sect masters and said slowly: "How can those who take refuge in my Buddha suffer such unjustified suffering, Obon, they have been waiting long enough. ”

"Also...... Most of the guards in the ancient cave can be withdrawn, just guard the entrance of the ancient cave. After the lark said this, the momentum of the whole person also fell slowly, and he said tiredly: "I'm a little tired, don't worry about my safety, I won't go anywhere these days, stay here...... Okay, if it's okay, you two can go. ”

Jin Yi and Mu Heng glanced at each other and were speechless.

After speaking, the lark put down his Zen staff and sat cross-legged in front of the stone wall of the "Stone Buddha Meditation Room", staring at the wall covered with green vines.

"That's right. ”

He remembered something and spoke again.

"The two of you have also seen the picture in the Temple of Light today. Uncle Shao Yun sat down on his deathbed, leaving behind the news of 'the master's mistaken words'. ”

The boy's expression was a little complicated.

He turned his back to the two great sect masters, "Shao Yun said that the master ancestor will not walk out of the quiet room again, this news is just a conjecture after all, and it cannot be passed on." ”

“...... Be. ”

The two Great Sect Masters withdrew.

At the end of the huge grotto, there was only a young man in a simple robe.

The Zen staff was gently placed in front of his knee.

The lark stretched out a hand.

"Void...... Cloud...... Division...... Ancestor. ”

One word at a time.

His palms were advancing slowly, and the sound in the boy's throat was stained with blood and pain as his fingers pressed.

He tried to establish a connection with the ashram...... to confirm Shao Yun's conjecture.

Is it a misconception?

A faint blood breath was blown away by the wind.

Heaven and earth are still dead silent.

The lark stared at the blood flowers on his fingertips that coagulated and scabbed, and muttered softly, "I really can't believe it...... A great person like you will fail. ”