When that voice was born.

Even Zenzi had a delusion for a while, and he suddenly felt that the saint should still be alive.

This idea is very absurd, no one in this world can live forever, even saints, it is impossible to live in the world forever, but they are afraid of death, so they have practice, so some people are crazy about leaving this world, leaving this world, whether it is death or going to a new world, it is a very difficult thing.

But death is much easier than going to a new world.

Everyone is going to die.

According to the words of the saint on the coffin before, this saint was born at least three thousand years ago, and a saint could probably live for more than 1,400 years, so no matter what, the saint of Yanhe should be dead.

But hearing this voice, Zen Zi couldn't help but give birth to the thought that the saint was still alive.

Sorting out his thoughts, Zenzi looked at the front very seriously, thinking that no matter what he thought, he would have to see the truth of the matter later.

If that saint really lived, it would be a shocking thing to the world anyway.

Because no one has ever lived this far.

There may be, but it has not been documented.

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With the sound of the voice, the hand reappeared in Zenko's sight, but this time, it was clothed.

It was the moon-white sleeves.

The hand was still thin, but it wasn't so terrifying.

A moment later, another hand reached out.

With two hands, grasp both sides of the coffin.

According to Zenzi's eyesight, he could naturally see that those two hands were straining slightly, as if someone was trying to sit up from the coffin.

Zenzi looked at this scene in silence, without any thoughts.

Gu Yuan had already hidden his head behind Zenzi.

After waiting for a long time, a head with white hair that looked like a withered weed stuck out.

That head has facial features on it, but it's definitely not pretty.

Not even any other adjective can describe that face.

There is only one word that can accurately describe the state of that face.

That's old.

yes, if this is really a saint, it's really that saint.

That is the sage of Yanhe three thousand years ago.

He lived for 3,000 years, and even if he was really alive, then he must be very old, to the point of being old.

No one is older than him.

Being old means being weak.

If the people of the world find out that one day they will be too old to move, probably some people will be very disgusted with them, because they are too old to do anything anymore.

Of course, this kind of thinking must be wrong.

But it cannot be denied that when a person gets old to a certain point, it will really be very useless.

But what if the man was a saint?

What happens when he gets old?

Zenzi didn't know, so he didn't do anything, just quietly watched the old man sitting in the coffin, and then looked at him.

The old man couldn't even see the flesh on his face, only a layer of skin, and naturally he couldn't see any changes in his expression.

He just glanced at Zenzi, and then said with emotion: "It turns out that I still survived, and I still waited for you." ”

When he said this, it was probably because he hadn't spoken for too long, so he seemed very jerky.

The sound was as ugly as a ghost.

Zenko looked at him and suddenly asked, "Is that you?"

There is no need to ask anything, so that two words are enough.

The old man turned his head to look at Zenzi, with some approval in his eyes, "Zenzi, the qualifications are good, the one behind you is a reading seed, it's not bad, you are all here, what about the Dao seed?"

The monks in the world all know that only the disciples with the highest Confucian qualifications can be said to be the seeds of reading, which is a kind of physique, and the Zen of the Buddha Land and the Dao of the Daomen are the most genius qualifications.

Zenko didn't speak.

The old man said: "I think you should know that my name is Yanhe, I have been in Lingshan, and Xunhui is my Dharma name." ”

Listening to the word Xunhui, Zen Zi remembered the story recorded in the Lingshan Buddhist scriptures, and then he knew that the original Yanhe sage had been to Lingshan and stayed for so long.

And it just so happens that this Xunhui is the master of the Zen master's lineage, if you really want to count it, Zen Zi should be regarded as his junior.

But Zenko wasn't concerned about that, he was thinking about something else.

Since the Yanhe Saint is still alive, any relics and inheritances are obviously fake.

Zenko is concerned with what he is going to do.

The Yanhe Sage looked at Zenzi with some light in his eyes, "I'm not dead yet, but I'm dying." ”

Zenzi could see his state and knew that this sentence was true.

"But I don't want to die. ”

The Sage of Yanhe said, "No one wants to die, but I especially don't want to. ”

"A long time ago, I was dying, but I was the same as I am now, I didn't want to die, I didn't want to die, there was no other way, I couldn't leave this world, so I could only stay in this world, so I made a lot of attempts. ”

If Li Fuyao stood here and heard these words, he would definitely have some resonance, he knew a lot more than Zen Zi and Gu Yuan.

But it's not him standing here now.

Although Zenzi is also very intelligent and knows a lot, he will not know what he does not know.

So he listened quietly.

In fact, maybe he's recuperating from his injuries,

"I first tried to put people's souls on other bodies, such as fierce beasts, chickens and dogs, that would indeed allow me to live longer, but after all, it became a chicken and dog, and it was not easy for me to go to the sea, how could this be. ”

"So I thought of something else. ”

"I have been to the land of the Buddha, I have been to the palace of learning, and I know the Tao, and I know that the Zen reading seed and the Tao seed represent the three most suitable qualifications for cultivation. ”

"What if these three types of people are cultivated into a furnace of Dan?"

The Sage of Yanhe said: "I have studied the three sects, I am proficient in the techniques of the three sects, and it is not a problem for me to be incompatible. ”

"I was dying at that time, so I went and gave it a try. ”

Zenko said, "You succeeded?"

Yanhe Sage shook his head, "It's only half the battle. ”

Zenzi was a little puzzled, if he didn't succeed, how did this saint survive until now?

The sage of Yanhe remembered: "In the last two hundred years of my life, I first caught a reading seed and locked him up for a long time, but in the past few decades, Taoism and Buddhism have not come out of Taoism and Zen, so I can only refine him into Dan first." ”

"Not long after eating him, I found another Dao seed. ”

The Yanhe Sage said: "Of course, they were all trained into Dan by me. ”

"But I didn't wait for a Zen until I waited two hundred years. ”

Zenzi is silent, these three types of people are not cabbages on the street, almost all of them are only one in hundreds of years, and sometimes there is no one in thousands of years, and the last Zen in Buddhism has been almost 5,000 years ago.

This Yanhe sage thought about waiting for the appearance of Zen, but naturally he couldn't wait.

So that's only half the story.