A few days later, Wu Ming and the others finally found the town that the white-clothed monk was talking about.

The yellow sand was overwhelming, rolling up a terrible tornado, setting off a storm of sand and dust tens of meters high, the town was already empty, and the yellow sand had submerged most of the town, and there was only a pile of ruins in the eyes. And if it weren't for this storm, it is estimated that the city would not have been able to reveal its true face, and would still be buried in the depths of the yellow sand.

"This pile of ruins, I am afraid that it has a history of thousands of years, it is more vicissitudes than the ancient city of Loulan, but it is also more spectacular. That, is it playing tricks on us, or?" said An Yi with a wry smile as he walked through the ruins.

The history here is probably not less than a thousand years old. And the monk's tone at that time seemed to be saying that there was a town with people, at least living things. Looking at it now, if there were really people back then, I am afraid it would have been at least a thousand years ago.

A thousand years ago, that monk was here, but a thousand years later, he appeared in front of him, and in the middle of this time, what was there? Could it be that the monk forgot?

Now it is inappropriate to say that the monk is afraid, but there is no clear evidence that that it is the ancient Buddha of the past Buddha of Buddhism.

Now is not the time to dwell on this issue, but to see your own situation. The town is already buried deep underground, apparently uninhabited for a long time, so where is it to go?

Several people frowned, and now they were all thinking about this problem.

This is a worldly realm, not just a tomb of gods.

"Let's go, go west. Buddhism is in the West, and if this is really the burial place of a certain Buddha, then it must be in the West. ”

Wu Ming pointed in the direction. This is the direction set according to the sun in this world, and it should be eight or nine years old.

"Good. ”

Going to the west, it is simple to say, but the journey is indeed extremely difficult, even if the speed of a few people is very fast, traveling thousands of miles a day, they still can't find any clues, and they are still in the desert.

On the ninth day, a high mountain appeared before them, tall and magnificent. I'm scared. When Wu Ming walked to the foot of the mountain. Suddenly, I felt a tremendous pressure on my body.

This situation was also encountered by Wu Ming a long time ago. It was that time that I met Emperor Yan's body, and I was lucky enough to get a trace of inheritance left by Emperor Yan.

The situation at this time is very similar to that time in the Abyss. Wu Ming couldn't help but smile. It looks like it's going to be a hike again. There must be something up there!

Mountain climbing. This is an extremely simple matter for a martial artist, but if there is a force to suppress it, it is a different matter. An Yi climbed a distance of more than 100 meters, and he couldn't walk. Even if he takes a small step forward, it is extremely heavy, as if he is tied to tens of thousands of pounds of things, and a small step can make him crush his bones, his muscles are sore, and his bones seem to be broken.

And at this time, the pressure on Wu Ming and the others is not very great, to be exact, it is much greater than An Yi, but it is still within their tolerance.

Especially Wu Ming, the Nine Turns Golden Body Technique has been cultivated to the third turn, and his physical strength is terrifying. Not to mention the strength of tens of thousands of catties, even if he is carrying a huge mountain on his back, he will not be crushed.

The third turn of the Nine Turns Golden Body Technique may be comparable to that of a heavenly immortal, and in the mortal world, it is almost an invincible existence. Although it is impossible to destroy a world realm with a wave of his hand like that Thunder Heavenly Venerable, his strength is also extremely terrifying, and for mortals, it is an unimaginable amount of power.

One step at a time, after walking for three days, Wu Ming was already approaching the top of the mountain, and Wu Bao and the Martial God couldn't walk. Wu Bao walked halfway up the mountain, and the martial god came up a little more than Wu Bao, but the distance above him was only a hundred feet.

There was a dilapidated temple at the top of the mountain, and an old tree was ten feet in diameter, but I don't know how long ago the road had died, leaving only the dry branches swaying weakly in the wind. There was not even a plaque on the door, and the two planks of the gate fell to the ground.

Walking inside, although the temple is very bad, it is also very clean and gives people a refreshing feeling. The main hall inside has collapsed in half, and there is no Buddha statue, but there is a golden body of an old monk.

This old monk is covered in gold, golden and brilliant, just like a golden Buddha, wearing a fiery red robe, without any breath on his body, and I don't know how long he has been dead, but his body still has no traces of corruption.

"Donor, you're here!"

The white-clothed monk I met last time appeared here at some point.

"Are you waiting for me?" Wu Ming was slightly stunned, obviously he didn't know in advance that this white-clothed monk would appear here.

The white-clothed monk pointed to the old monk who had been dead for an unknown number of years, and said with a faint smile: "I'm waiting for someone who is destined, he's waiting for you." ”

"Who is he, who are you?" Wu Ming asked.

The white-clothed monk smiled: "He is me, but I am not him." He is the Buddha who lit the lamp, and I am a little monk of Qingguang. He is my past life, but I am not his present life. I'm just me, and he's me. Speaking of which, thanks to the reminder of the Wu Shi Master on the mountainside, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to find this place, nor would I have been able to find my existence. ”

This sounded like a tongue twister, but Wu Ming really understood what he meant.

The Ancient Buddha of the Burning Lamp has fallen, he is the reincarnation of the Ancient Buddha of the Burning Lamp, but it is not a reincarnation, but an alternative metamorphosis. This kind of transformation made the ancient Buddha of the lamp have a new will, and this new will has been tracing the footprints of the previous life, and after finding it, it has embarked on a new path.

Almost, that's what it means. That's why he said, "It's me who burns the lamp, and I'm the green light." The ancient Buddha of the lamp was before, and now only the Qingguang monk exists.

"What's going on here?" Wu Ming took a big breath and finally asked the question he had been wondering about for a long time.

Qingguang pointed to the ancient corpse and said with a smile: "Here, this is his dream, I don't know if the donor has ever heard of a dream for ten thousand years? However, the burning lamp is not so powerful, this is the real world realm, and it is also a dream realm, he is a world realm refined with the help of the Dinghai Divine Bead and the Heaven Shifting Ruler, and then constructs his dream realm in this world realm. I have been in his dreams for tens of thousands of years, I am looking for my past, but my past is his dream, so how can I find it? Hehe, the little monk is also lost in his past. ”

"Then here, is it also the dream of the ancient Buddha who burns the lamp?" Wu Ming was shocked, could it be that what he had seen and heard these days was actually a dream of one person? But this dream could be so real?

"No, it's real. Under this kind of supernatural power, the world of dreams is real, but it is between the unreal, but this is a real place. Qingguang smiled. (To be continued......)