"It's time to be honest with each other after all this long, what does Mr. Yu think?"

"I'm old, old."

With a trembling ripple, Yu Changsheng's smile was a little bitter:

"Mr. Xue wants to know what he wants, just ask..."

He seemed to accept his fate.

Seeing his appearance, Xue Dilong frowned slightly and said:

"Mr. Xue wants to know, is Longquan Realm really far better than this world?"

"good."

Yu Changsheng nodded bitterly:

"When the tide goes, it is dry from the outside to the inside, but when the tide comes, it is also from the outside to the inside...

The Mountain and Sea Realm, which is this realm, is the world closest to the legendary "Sky and Sea Realm". Naturally, it is slower than Longquan..."

Xue Dilong didn't comment and continued to listen.

"However, it's just a temporary advantage. The spiritual qi is like water but not water. The tides between the universe roll into the sky and sea. The closer they get to the edge, the water will be, in the end, in comparison, only the shallowest..."

Yu Changsheng answered lightly.

"But I don't know when the Longquan Realm will change in heaven, and it is early or late in the world outside the heaven?"

Xue Dilong asked.

"Everything world, the heavens in the world, even if I am lucky enough to travel through the two worlds, how can I know anything about other worlds?"

Yu Changsheng shook his head, nodded again, and replied:

"When the old man came out of Longquan, the sky had changed for 97,000 years..."

"Ninety thousand, seven thousand years?"

Xue Dilong's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

Three thousand years have changed, from the severance of immortals and Buddhas to the ten capitals now emerging one after another, but in fact it is only three thousand years.

Hundreds of thousands of years...

"Isn't that a reappearance of ancient times?"

"If so, how could anyone be willing to escape from the world?"

After hearing this, Yu Changsheng felt regretful in his heart. It took him a while to calm down and sigh:

"If the spiritual qi is like water, then the heaven and earth are like sea... and the sea has edges and limits..."

"The limit of the world?"

Xue Dilong thought something.

"It is difficult to raise a real dragon in shallow water. The sky changes in the Longquan realm are nearly 100,000 years. Although it has not reached its limit, the change has been extremely slow. However, the life span of a person is limited and cannot survive.

If you don’t leave, you won’t be able to make progress.”

As he said that, Yu Changsheng paused:

"For a person with a dull qualification like me, the broader the world, the easier it is to be promoted.

It's a pity..."

"So, you assert that there will be 'big fish' coming here in the future?"

After gently stroking his long beard, Xue Dilong felt slightly calm in his heart and asked again:

"Take Longquan as an example, what are the signs when the sky changes, and where does it come from?"

"The tide rises and falls, and there are traces to follow. Most of the tide theory of Sanxiaosanren is not bad. Why should Lord Xue ask me?"

Taking out a book of the Tide Theory from the sleeve robe, Yu Changsheng was also moved:

"If such a strange person had not been born at the wrong time, his achievements would probably be much more than this..."

Xue Dilong was naturally dissatisfied with this answer. He lowered his eyes, whispered, and gently tapped the chessboard:

"Old Yu, people always have to leave some decent things for themselves, do you think so..."

silence.

In the cold wind and on the high platform, there was a moment of silence. After a long time, Yu Changsheng sighed and said:

"Mountains, mountains and seas, naturally, besides mountains, the sea..."

"Mountains, sea..."

...

...

when!

when!

when!

Before dawn came, bells rang in the eternal mountains with heavy night.

As the bells spread, the lights lit up in the temples all over the mountains and fields, and the rich incense burning spirit spread all over the fields.

"Another place, purgatory in Buddha's clothes..."

In front of the small temple in the deserted mountains and snow, Su Ming clasped his hands together, which was really hard to describe the sadness in his heart.

From Heishan Mountain to Lanke Mountain, from Ming Dynasty to Dali, from that place, to this place, everything you see, hear, experience, are impacting his heart.

Especially, this so-called Eternal Mountain Buddha Kingdom.

This is a "pure" Buddha land that he could not see elsewhere, and it also made him shudder, purgatory.

He once thought that if there was a country in the world where everyone recited scriptures and worshipped the Buddha, it would definitely be a quiet Buddha country without killing or impetuousness.

However, when all this really appeared in front of him, it made his heart feel cold.

"The name of a false Buddha, the devil's affairs, the body is the Buddha, and the faith of the foolish people..."

Looking at the Buddha's country that was recovering in the wind and snow, Su Ming sighed and was silent.

Unexpectedly, Eternal Mountain had no welcome to him, the Buddhist son, but it was also banned. It seemed that as long as he did not leave this mountain, there would be no taboos.

There was no such thing as the old man, because he understood that he was unable to shake this Buddha's country and could not change all this.

In his sigh, he smashed the wooden fish, flipped the monk's robe and headed towards the mountains.

It is different from the bitter cold of Tianlang. It is located outside the pass, and the climate is mild, and extremely cold and hot weather is rarely seen.

The land is fertile, with more water and less mountains, and you can support yourself without any need to cultivate it.

Eternal Mountain is an exception.

This mountain range in Dali is located on the plateau, with extremely low temperatures and is covered by wind and snow all year round.

And the higher you go, the colder it becomes, and it seems that even warriors will find it difficult to withstand this severe cold.

The snowy peaks are like forests, endless.

Climbing a mountain, there are thousands of mountains and ridges, Su Ming recites the Buddha's name lightly, and walks into the snow forest under the gaze of many monks in the secret.

This snow forest is the legendary place of Bodhisattvas on Eternal Mountain.

Of course, legends are just legends, hundreds or thousands of miles away, countless people want to find them, but they eventually return in vain.

One mountain, another mountain, one day, another day.

Su Ming walked dullly in the snow forest, just like an ascetic monk for thousands of years, enduring the pain of his body and feeling the peace of his mind.

I don’t know how long it took, nor how far I walked. In the end, there were no one around him who was following him, but he was still leaving.

Until one day, before the Great Sun came out east, Su Ming stopped while the cold wind whistled.

He looked up and saw a brilliant golden light coming from the east, scattering on the snow forest, and being reflected by countless ice crystals.

In a trance, in the golden ocean, he saw the Buddha's light, a golden lotus platform, a shadow of the Buddha that seemed to be there and not...

"Finished?"

No joy or excitement, Su Ming clasped his hands together and muttered to himself:

"I don't know which Bodhisattva's temple is..."

As he was talking to himself, he was about to walk towards the brilliant golden light when he suddenly heard a "crack" sound, like the sound of ice crystals shattering.

boom!

It was like a mountain falling from the sky, with huge sound waves, causing snow waves to tide, and avalanches everywhere among the mountains.

"This is?"

Su Ming's pupils shrank, and before the snow waves rolled, after the sound of the broken ice crystals, a temple came from the sea of ​​golden light like tides.
Chapter completed!