A thousand years at a glance.

The eyes were gentle and peaceful, and as deep as the sea of ​​abyss, occupying An Qisheng's entire perspective.

At this moment, An Qisheng felt that this gaze occupied his entire world!

Can he actually discover my existence?

I don’t know what kind of state I am now, but he can actually discover it?

How is this possible?

According to his speculation, his ability was only able to contact the spiritual marks left by all living beings throughout history and to understand their status at that time.

How could it be discovered?

Could it be that my own calculations are wrong, and my spirit can really cross the realm and last for thousands of years?

Did you really come a thousand years ago?

An Qisheng's heart was beating wildly, and countless thoughts came one after another.

For a moment, my heart was confused.

It’s not that he wasn’t firm enough, but that this scene was so shocked.

Fortunately, I saw a saint like Wang Yangming. If I were a great devil, wouldn’t I be in danger?

"Maybe he didn't find me? No, no, I could feel that he was just looking at me..."

An Qisheng calmed down and barely stopped his messy thoughts.

He wanted to speak, but he couldn't speak in this state. He wanted to show up, but he couldn't show up in this state.

I can only watch blankly.

I really met over a thousand years, but it seemed to be refuted, but it really happened.

In the window paper where the lights were swaying, the figures moved.

Squeak ~

The window opened and the breeze blew into the house, swaying like bean lights.

At this time, An Qisheng finally saw the true face of this first-class person in the ages and the last saint of Daxuan.

He was wearing simple clothes, his body was a little thin under his brown clothes, a wooden hairpin was tied with long white hair, and his face was ordinary, but only those eyes were in the night and in An Qisheng's perspective.

It is like the sun and the moon, like the vast ocean, like the boundless universe.

Unfathomable.

While seeing him, An Qisheng's heart suddenly calmed down, like the warm sun shining on his body in winter, comfortable and peaceful, and relaxed.

The deeds of this Yangming saint emerged again.

It has been recorded in unofficial history that Mr. Yangming's spirit has long reached the level of ancient sages, and can even predict the fate of the country and peek into the future.

If this is true...

"The seventh realm, this must be the seventh realm!"

An Qisheng's heart was filled with enlightenment.

"It turns out to be a little friend."

The breeze blew across the ends of his hair, and Wang Yangming nodded slightly, his eyes kept on An Qisheng, as if he really saw this "guest" from later generations.

His eyes were clear, without any curiosity, only a faint joy.

“He doesn’t seem to be surprised by my arrival…”

An Qisheng's thoughts changed.

He wanted to speak, but he was just a illusory and unknowable thing at this time, and he could not master such high-level pronunciation skills.

But unexpectedly, Wang Yangming, who was in front of the table in the room, seemed to hear An Qisheng's thoughts and replied:

"My friend's heart is quite far away from me, but it is not surprising that I can come to see me."

"There is no reason outside the heart, nothing outside the heart, everything outside the world is in my heart. When you come, there will be no you in my heart. Once you come, you will be free in my heart."

Wang Yangming looked calm:

"I can't see, hear, or detect it. Have you never been here? Didn't it exist?"

But you don’t have to panic too much. I know you come, but it doesn’t mean I can hurt you.

"Can Mr. Yangming hear my heart?"

An Qi's state of mind that he recovered from his life was a little beating again.

What Wang Yangming said seemed aimless, but actually pointed out the many thoughts and questions he had turned to before.

"It is not something that is difficult to understand when one thought comes to mind. Communication between people still requires language, words, and communication between hearts, but it does not require these."

Wang Yangming's voice sounded.

But An Qisheng found that while his voice sounded, he had never spoken at all, and that was not a sound!

This seems to be somewhat similar to the legendary Buddhist supernatural powers and hearts.

"Supernatural powers? What is the magical power? Walking, sitting and lying down, everything that seems to be accustomed to, if few people can do it, is it also a magical power?"

Wang Yangming stood up at some point and paced slowly in the room.

When he stood up, An Qisheng saw that the saint was already weak and he was staggering while walking.

If you only watch this scene, you will be an ordinary old man.

But in An Qisheng's feeling, the old man's body emits a pure light that cannot be seen directly.

The light of the soul?

A word suddenly popped up in An Qisheng's heart.

"It is not easy for you and me to meet each other, but I also have a fate. I know a lot from your heart. If you ask again, I may be able to answer."

The old man walked slowly and hard, as if every step took a lot of effort.

So much so that he was a little breathless as he spoke.

Such a state is extremely incredible to appear in an existence who is very likely to enter the future.

Inadvertently, An Qisheng thought of what Xue Zheng once said again.

Can heaven and earth carry the soul of saints, but cannot the secular resources support the elderly's life in the world?

Doesn’t that mean that the higher the realm, the shorter the existence of the world?

Isn’t it a way to pursue the future from ancient times to the present?

"I......."

An Qisheng's heart was shocked.

From the Taoist Juechen, Xue Zheng, and Mu Longcheng, the great masters he saw, needless to say, good and evil, all of them are extraordinary figures who have reached their limits.

If they know the way forward they are struggling to pursue, they will be dead.

So what should I do?

"I heard the truth in the morning and died in the evening."

As soon as An Qisheng thought, the old man stopped, his gentle eyes fell into the courtyard, with a hint of sigh:

"You don't have to speak. I have known all your questions, and I can solve all your doubts."

"The road ahead may not be as beautiful as you think, and perhaps this road should not be left behind.

But I continue the past saint, but I also want to pass on the new saint..."

The old man opened the door and walked into the courtyard. The night wind blew across the branches.

The sound of the ‘Wow’ came to An Qisheng’s heart with the old man’s voice:

"Old trees are towering in the sky, and their roots must be deeper. If the roots reach the center of the earth, even if the sky is infinite, the branches and leaves cannot reach higher..."

"You have to remember..."

Under the old tree, the old man stood with his hands behind his back, but his thin body was extremely tall in An Qisheng's heart, almost with Tianqi:

"Go, go!"

While the old man was brushing his sleeves, An Qisheng felt that from the perspective of the world, the ancient city collapsed, the house, the old trees, the lights, the old man...

One by one, they disappeared.

Swish ~

In the small hotel next to the train station, An Qisheng suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from his dream.

"call......"

An Qisheng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

After calming down, I picked up the yellowed ancient scroll spread out in front of me. The ancient scroll was still the same, but the spiritual imprint on it had dissipated.

"Mr. Yangming, you haven't said anything yet..."

An Qisheng smiled bitterly.

You said that you could solve my confusion, but you said...

The spiritual imprint captured from his perspective has disappeared.

This means that it is impossible for him to visit Mr. Yangming repeatedly in his dream.

"Mr. Yangming said that he would solve my doubts. It is absolutely impossible for him to lie to me like a person..."

An Qi felt something in his heart, and unconsciously rubbed the ancient scrolls in his palm:

"So......."

He lowered his head and looked at the yellowed ancient text on the scroll, and a strange thought suddenly arose in his mind:
Chapter completed!