I saw that in the turbid river, Liu Baiyi was no longer what it was before.

Wading through the Ganges River is like being reborn, washing away the past, and the spark in his heart has risen in an instant.

If you really want to say it, it is a vitality, a sword intent of life.

The calluses on his body are fading, the dead skin is falling off, how many years of white hair, now from white to black, in a blink of an eye, black hair is like a waterfall, rejuvenated, the cold blood flowing in his body for many years is also warm, and his skin is as white as jade.

Everything in the world is relative, this is called balance, yin and yang, good and evil, black and white, crying and laughing, and Liu Baiyi at this moment, it is life and death, and the way of the sword has stepped into another world, no longer extreme.

There is no need to do it deliberately, only to see his surroundings, withered branches sprouting, the ground surging green, just a few breaths, the Buddha has experienced spring, summer, autumn, winter, life and death alternately, and the rotation is endless.

The starlight lasted for three hundred and sixty-five breaths and disappeared on its own.

At this moment, I only feel that the world is far and vast, but after all, it is no longer untouchable, and the breath of all things is incomparably clear, this is indeed a mysterious realm, and it is the limit of this world, but it is not the limit of Liu Baiyi.

On the other side, everyone was prostrate on the ground with excitement and piety, and one person was holding the child high with both hands, saying something that Liu Baiyi couldn't understand.

"Thank you. ”

Looking at the child, a smile appeared in his eyes, although Liu Baiyi didn't understand, but at this moment, it was already a blessing to the heart, that is to ask the Holy One to bless this child, a life crossed through the air, and then he heard the baby giggle.

When everyone laughed and looked up, Liu Baiyi was no longer visible.

Mora country, the city of Kushnagar.

Today, the city is a little clean, just because they all heard that the new Buddha came to the world and went on a pilgrimage. This is the place where Shakyamuni performed great nirvana.

But I saw that among the shara woods, there was a man walking slowly, although he was dressed in tattered clothes, but he could not hide his extraordinary demeanor, stepping barefoot in the dead leaves, silently.

Between the trails, the original pilgrimage of the Buddhists is very rare today, only an old monk swept the floor, just in front of his road.

"Is it clean?"

Liu Baiyi's eyes showed surprise when he saw the old monk, he watched for a long time, waited for a long time, and then asked an inexplicable word.

"If you can't sweep it away, life and death are endless, and this fallen leaf is also inexhaustible. ”

The old monk didn't speak, but a voice came from his body, and the words he said were even different from Liu Baiyi's, but he could understand it, as if there was a spiritual exchange.

"Hello Sage from the East. ”

He didn't look up, he kept sweeping the floor, very focused, like this withered leaf, he wouldn't stop, more like he had been like this all his life.

"Your name?"

Liu Baiyi was a little curious, what he was curious about was the identity of this person, and his cultivation was terrifying, almost on par with himself before crossing the river, and even slightly stronger than him in a sense.

"Many years ago, they called me Ananda. ”

Finally, the old monk raised his eyes and looked at Liu Baiyi, which was very cloudy, almost reaching some kind of extreme.

As soon as Liu Baiyi heard this name, his eyes suddenly opened and then condensed slightly, he saw a different thing, he saw a knife, an indescribable knife, murderous but condensed.

The reason why he stopped was to feel the strangeness of this old monk, and there was a faint edge, and after a closer look, he slowly saw the clue, this kind of knife, to some extent, is already the same as his sword, both of them are only the last step, but Liu Baiyi is one step faster.

However, this is not the purpose of Liu Baiyi's trip, because he felt some kind of vast horror in this garden.

The Buddha is not dead? An unusually frightening inference was born.

He had already guessed about the change of the Bodhi tree before, and now that he stepped into this realm, he couldn't wait to come here to confirm it.

He had had had speculated a lot before, that is, where had the few people who had reached the heavens gone?

There are many rumors in the world that they are dead, but even if everyone in the world believes in him, he will not believe it, he has looked for the traces of the descendants of Confucius and Mencius, but unfortunately he has never been able to find it, he has thought about whether he has reached a certain realm here can really ascend to the upper realm.

That's why he used this as bait, and sure enough, someone really believed it, which shows that there was really such a thing in the past.

It seems that there are really many secrets in this world.

Liu Baiyi's eyes moved slightly, and a breath of qi instantly dispersed, only to see the withered leaves around him turning from withered to green, and his vitality was restored, but the square inch around the old monk was always full of dead leaves.

He stopped and stepped out, but the old monk was still in front of him, and even the distance didn't seem to change, which was very weird.

"You, you want to stop me?"

Liu Baiyi frowned, his footsteps were different from before, the sky and the earth were cold out of thin air, with silence, from the center of his left foot to the entire Salo tree garden, and suddenly boundless dead leaves turned into dust.

Ananda's sweeping movement finally stopped, and he felt the silence of the qi.

"Looks like it's you. ”

He muttered to himself.

"I feel a similar aura in you, and he predicted that my breakthrough will be in the Hereafter. ”

Ananda looked at Liu Baiyi directly, the broom in his hand was already silent, as if he had been slashed by tens of millions of knives in an instant.

Not far away, behind the old monk, there was a Buddha statue, the Nirvana lying statue, which was the place where the Buddha had achieved Nirvana, and the vast breath that Liu Baiyi felt was also there.

There's something in there.

However, at this time, there is no need for Liu Baiyi to guess, only to see Ananda go to which Buddha lying in front of the statue, first full of piety to knock down, after three knocks, only to see that the Buddha statue is already full of cracks, which is actually bleeding, very weird.

At the same time, an earth-shattering murderous aura has overflowed from it, and in the blood water, a thing is revealed, it is a knife, a blood-red knife, and now it is slowly appearing, dripping with blood, and the blood, I don't know whether it flows from the Buddha statue or from the blade.

Liu Baiyi chuckled.

"Turns out, you want me to give you a ride. ”

Murderous intent rises suddenly.