Wang An chatted with Li Xinzhu for a while.

A day later, Li Xinzhu left the mountain village, and he still had some things to deal with outside the mountain village. Before leaving, he discussed with Wang An, and he would come back after the sixth day of the new year.

As the Chinese New Year approaches, the mountain village is a little more lively than usual, and some people who work in the city have returned to their hometowns for the New Year.

There are also a lot of foreign license plates in the village, and some people come to visit the two old people in the old house, these people come every year, and the people in the village are used to it.

They also gossiped about what Wang An does, and why does someone come to visit him during the Chinese New Year? They all drive luxury cars, and they look like they are either rich or expensive.

At first, there were all kinds of gossip news, and after chatting for a while, they lost interest, and gradually they stopped paying attention to this matter, maybe one day, when these people stopped coming, the people in the village would talk about it again.

The crowded mountain village is a little more popular after all.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, Wang An accompanied the two old people to watch the Spring Festival Gala, and this show seemed to be not as good as the year and tasteless.

With the sound of firecrackers, another year passed.

Wang An left the mountain village after the Lantern Festival.

"This time I may have to take a long time on Yuxiao Mountain, maybe a few months, maybe a year, and I will leave the matter here to you." Wang Andao.

He had a hunch that this retreat, his cultivation should be able to go further.

So, he came to Yuxiao Mountain again and began his boring practice, day after day.

Thousands of miles away from Yuxiao Mountain, in the northwest.

A group of men stood beside a great river that was so foggy that it was impossible to see what was on the other side.

"This is it?"

"No, the wood is still there." One of them pointed to the log, one end of which was stuck in the hard rock, and the other end, which was sticking out into the river.

"The people who came before are missing, and the outpost has not been built."

"Our job is to stay here and observe."

"I heard that a monk came out of the opposite side?"

"Well, we are teaching the Fa in the western frontier, and our people have been arrested several times but have not been caught, and each time they have lost their troops."

The group set up camp on the hill across the river while unloading the simple monitoring equipment they had with them, and their purpose was to monitor the river.

Before they came, there had been several teams here, but they all disappeared without explanation, I don't know where they went, no one alive, no corpses were dead, but the traces of their lives still remained in the mountains, proving that they had indeed been stationed here.

It was getting dark.

"In pairs, vigil."

In the dark night, the waning moon is like a hook, and the mountains and forests are very quiet, with no insects or birds.

"It's so quiet!" One of the warriors of the night watch whispered.

"Isn't it good to be quiet?"

"It's so quiet."

The two of them were quietly keeping vigil, and when the time came, they were about to wake up their companions to change shifts, when suddenly one of them looked back at the river.

"Did you hear anything?"

"Voice, what's that?"

"It's like the sound of a wooden fish."

"Muyu, why didn't I hear that?"

Great, great, there was a sound of a mallet striking without it.

"Really!"

The two men immediately realized that there was something strange and immediately woke up their companions in the tent. The heavily armed squad was cautiously on guard.

The sound of the wooden fish was getting closer and closer, and they also heard the chanting.

"There are monks?"

"Chanting in the middle of the night, what sutra are you reciting?"

"Shhh The captain who led the team made a gesture.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has seen a few donors."

After a Buddha horn, a monk suddenly appeared in front of several people, this monk was wearing a monk's robe, his figure was quite rich, and under the illumination of the light, he looked at several people with a smile.

In the middle of the night, in the wilderness, such a monk suddenly appeared, and you don't have to think about it to know that this matter is not normal. Several people pointed guns at the monk, and their hearts rose to their throats.

"Why is the monk here?" The captain of the team asked.

"Poor monks naturally come for a few donors." The monk said.

"For us?"

"The poor monk is here to take a few donors to Elysium." The monk said with a smile.

"Elysium, where?"

"Not far away, after crossing that river, it seems that the Pure Land of the Spirit Mountain and the Western Heaven are Bliss." The monk pointed behind him.

"We don't want to go." The captain said.

"There is no sorrow and troubles in the Western Heaven Elysium, you can get transcendence when you go there, and you will be free from the suffering of reincarnation from now on, and several donors are burdened by the world, and they should also let go of their obsessions in their hearts." As the monk spoke, he began to chant the sutras.

"Shut up, monk!" The captain immediately said.

The monk was still chanting, and the captain decisively pulled the trigger, but saw that the Buddha's light flashed on the monk's body, and the bullet hit his body, which was blocked by the Buddha's light and fell down.

"Amitabha!"

The monk pronounced a Buddha horn, and suddenly the Buddha light on his body was loud.

Om, heh, like thunder on the ground.

After the tilt, the Buddha's light dissipated, the monk was gone, and the people of the squad were gone, only the tents on the ground proved that they had been here.

This year's spring seems to have come a little earlier than usual.

There have been a lot of eye-catching news on the Internet, such as a large number of oases in the desert in the northwest, colorful auspicious clouds on a certain mountain, and a lot of strange things that some people have seen in Hongze.

In the small mountain village, Lu Xiangyi and Xu Qi have been here several times, but they haven't seen Wang An.

At the foot of Yuxiao Mountain,

Lu Xiangyi, who was still going up the mountain, really stopped moving forward and turned away after seeing the word stop on the mountain rock that went up the mountain.

He hadn't come down the mountain for two months, this was really a retreat, and he felt that it was better not to disturb Wang An's cultivation at this time.

He looked up at the misty peaks.

"Sir, a lot has happened in the past two months!"

After a sigh of emotion, he turned and left.

On Yuxiao Mountain, in the cave, Wang An sat cross-legged, the divine stone was placed in front of him, and the true qi on his body communicated with the divine stone, absorbing the energy inside, and then transferred to his body, repeating itself to form a flowing closed loop.

He originally thought that his true qi should reach the limit, but the limit was broken again and again, and then as his body continued to get stronger, he was raised again.

In the process of absorbing the energy in the Divine Stone, he is also constantly refining his body, meticulously refining, all-round, and penetrating into every body tissue.

Spring is spent in the warm spring equinox and gentle drizzle.

This year's summer was even more rainy than last year's.

And this summer also made many people realize that the world seems to be changing.

Someone went on a trip to the northwest and came back to find that all the hidden diseases in his body had disappeared. Someone went to Emei and accidentally fell into the river, and when he was found again, he was ten years younger.