In the secret cave of the Buddha in the Yunshan Buddha Cave of the Manhai Dead Temple, the withered old voice is like a bell crown lifted by a huge force, which alarms a corner of the place and awakens the unknown years.

Before the sound could fall, three figures appeared at the exit of the corridor. Before long, several old monks appeared in the darkness. The people who came were Ji Wuji, the Ice Golem, the Two Ghosts of Domain Fire, Bitter Happiness, the Four Elders of the Empty Dao Academy, and the Enlightenment Dao Academy.

The visitors were more or less surprised by the stone statues of the Thousand Buddhas, and their expressions were different.

Subsequently, a large number of disciples of the Temple of the Dead did not know whether they were interested in finding out the secrets of this cave, or whether they were concerned about the safety of Kule and its four elders, and they poured into the cave together.

When nearly 100 people entered, the lonely secret cave, which was originally quite spacious, immediately became agitated. Nearly 100 eyes have already peeked into all corners of the cave, and there is no mystery at all.

The ice golem also saw a good opportunity for Ah Ying to be seriously injured, and galloped away like the wind, vowing to capture Ah Ying.

However, he only noticed a strange atmosphere sinking in the entire cave the moment he lifted his steps. As expected, before he could get in front of Ah Ying, the thousands of blue lanterns and candles sitting in front of the stone statue of the Buddha danced in unison, shooting out dazzling lasers one after another, only to make the ice puppet become the target of everyone for a while!

The Ice Golem was worthy of being the head of the Thousand Ghosts of the Ghost Sect, and every beam of light seemed to be carefully calculated by him, and when he saw his lower body move three times, he effortlessly avoided all attacks.

Until he found the person who cast the spell, he no longer acted rashly.

Seeing that the light beam scattered from the candle was not small, first Yu Wanshan, and then the ice golem wanted to deal with Ah Ying, but they didn't succeed.

The mysterious beam of light deliberately sheltered Ah Ying, and although Bitter Joy was stunned, he was still slightly relieved. In this shallow cave, the stone statue of the Buddha is carved, and the green lantern is the companion, and it can be guessed that most of the people who stay here are Buddhist monks.

Ji Wuxian was dissatisfied, and raised his voice and said: "Who is secretly making ghosts, why don't you show up and see it!"

The hoarse and broken old voice finally spoke again:

"All these years...... It's been ......"

"You ...... Why don't you still let her go......"

This voice seems to come from countless Buddhas, with mysterious sighs and sorrows, which make people's hearts tremble when they hear it.

But most people's eyes had already focused on Ah Ying, sitting on the stone pillar platform with an almost wilted body of Buddha's robe.

He finally slowly opened his stone-like eyes, without alarming any dust. I don't know how many years he has been closed, but his upper and lower eyelids have already grown to one place, and now only a thin slit that can be formed is also cloudy. Presumably, his vision was also wrapped in gray.

The old man who had returned from death opened his lips half-open, paused for a long time, and sighed with a hint of surprise, "Unexpectedly...... In my lifetime, I can smell your breath, this is the gift of the Buddha......"

No one could not ask in their hearts how this old man survived in this hellish darkness, how long he had stayed, how he could endure such loneliness!

It was the bitter pleasure master who spoke again, "Dare to ask my predecessor which senior monk is in my Afterlife Temple, and how to spend his life in this Buddha cave?"

A thousand Buddhas are located in a shallow cave, quietly peeping, or sad or happy, and a thousand lights are burning calmly, never extinguished, endlessly.

The withered old man replied slowly: "Born as Lu Wangshan." ”

Ku Le frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and said, "There doesn't seem to be a ...... among the elders in the temple I don't have this name, I don't know ...... predecessors."

"Fame, Sorayama. ”

The four members of the Demon Sect, and the disciples in the nearly 100 temples don't know, how can Kule not know who the empty mountain is! As soon as he heard these two words, he couldn't help but be shocked, and his mind was shocked, like seeing the devil!

"Master Kongshan is the third abbot master of my temple, more than 300 years ago, he has already traveled west to the Buddha, and the predecessors said ......"

The mysterious old monk named Kongshan quietly interrupted the bittersweet words, and sighed with a little sadness and regret, "It's been more than three hundred years...... It's been more than 300 years......"

Continued, there was a sad and bitter smile, the laughter was clearly weak and weak, but it could swing through the entire cave, making people creepy. Was he laughing at the fact that the merciless years had passed in a hurry, but he had forgotten an old man who had languished in the dark...... Nobody knows.

"Three Hundred Years...... The mountains and the sea are steep, the forests are withered, and everything is gone, but it still can't make my withered old body disappear. Maybe there is a destiny in the dark, and I want to see you one last time before I can rest in peace, Qing'er......"

There are nearly 100 disciples in the cave and four people from the Demon Sect, who would dare to believe that this thin old man has been in the dark cave for more than 300 years. One by one, they stared at the old monster in astonishment and suffocation. But who is the "Qing'er?" in his mouth!

Although Kongshan's eyes were blurred and his vision was chaotic, he still struggled to open his eyes wider and see more clearly, but after three hundred years, he could no longer return a pair of bright eyes. At this moment, the direction of his gaze was Ah Ying who slowly got up under him!

Ah Ying was also unnaturally looked at by Kongshan's unclear old eyes, and he was even more puzzled by his words, "Qing, son?"

Kule Wen glanced at Ah Ying more, and asked in a low voice: "Dare to ask the ancestor, this Qing'er ......" Although Kule looked at that place and guessed a little, he still wanted to verify it again.

Kong Shan paused for a moment, and then let out a brief embarrassed smile, "How could I suddenly forget that you had already been ingested three hundred years ago, how could you remember the past......

As soon as these words came out, there were bursts of exclamation from the cave. But a few people dared to believe that what he said was true. Everyone immediately turned their eyes to Ah Ying, stunned. According to what he said, this woman with a plain appearance and an apparent stupid and cold woman has lived for more than 300 years, who dares to believe it!

Ah Man even paid attention to his sister who was with him all day long with strange eyes, and said urgently: "Senior, what is going on, how could my sister ingest the soul three hundred years ago?"

Kongshan said weakly: "It's good to forget, if you remember, it's all kinds of pain, so let's live forever in this world......"

"Where did you come from, where are you going, I want to remember, please master, tell me!" This was the first time that Ah Ying seemed so uncalm, some passion flashed in her clear eyes, and then she was depressed, but she took two quick steps, clenching her fists and sinking her head in an attempt to know.

How could Kongshan not be able to detect Ah Ying's heart, he exhaled heavily, and his withered face was full of the marks of time.

"Three hundred years ago, you had a moving name, Bai Qing ......"

At this moment, time seemed to be reversed, forming an irresistible whirlpool in those cloudy old eyes, slowly sinking and falling into ......

......

The sky is clear and clear, in the crimson in front of the temple of the past life, the summer cicadas are contending, and in this restlessness, the footsteps of "stepping" are gradually clear. The little monk guarding the door had already kept a smile on his face and greeted Xiao Xu.

The little monk walked up slowly and said, "Senior Brother Lu, you haven't come to visit the Buddha for several days, let's go in quickly!"

Dressed in plain clothes, the young man with a slight childish look between his delicate eyebrows smiled and said: "Senior Brother Lao is worried, I will go in and see the master!"

The smile on the face of the young man who had just stepped into the temple gate disappeared, and then it was replaced by melancholy and boredom, as if he was very preoccupied, and he finally shook his head and sighed.

The young man came to a quiet Zen courtyard, slowly pushed open the door, and the old monk with a rather majestic figure sat cross-legged in the room unexpectedly, with his back to him.

The young man walked lightly into the meditation room, with lingering worry on his face, and finally called out with difficulty: "Master." ”

"Master, disciple......"

Listening to him swallow and speak, the old monk sitting cross-legged said calmly: "Wangshan, you are here to say goodbye today?"

The old monk never turned around, but he had already seen the young man's heart thoroughly, how not to be amazed. The young man was not surprised, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "The disciple thinks that the Dharma and truth in the world exist in the hearts of the people of the world, and how to participate in such a square inch of land thoroughly, so the disciple ...... The disciple wants to travel the world, to participate in the world, and to visit people's hearts. ”

These words were also expected by the old monk, and he only said slowly: "There is a mountain character in your name, you should have this heart." Besides, you are a lay disciple of my temple, how can I stop it, you can go......"