Unexpectedly, the two of them were so affectionate and righteous.
And he has great feelings.
It's still worth appreciating.
"If you insist on following me, I won't force you. Now, although we have important clues, we still can't decipher the meaning. Do you know what can be done?"
Angkor thought for a while and said: "As far as I know, there is a wise man in our sect who understands the origins of our sect and everything. Maybe he can help."
"Wise man? How to find him?" Jiang Nan asked.
"We don't know about this at the moment. Let's ask my uncle. Maybe he has a way."
Not long after, several people met with their uncle.
Angkor briefly explained the matter.
Uncle Master was surprised.
"I'm afraid this wise man is no longer alive. Although he knows many things about our sect, it is a pity that in recent years, life for us craftsmen has been difficult. Many of us have given up in order to make a living."
"A wise man is even more useless. He can't even support himself. There's nothing I can do about it. I really don't know how to find him now."
Angkor was very anxious and said: "Uncle Master, this matter is not trivial. I think back then, a few old artists worked together to create gods and Buddhas. Don't you have any idea at all? You can even think of one of the contacts."
The uncle pondered for a moment and said: "Well, when you said this, I thought about it. It really happened. Back then, the top successors from various sects were selected from a million after numerous selections and assessments.
, only then joined the manufacturing process of gods and Buddhas.”
"That's all a legend. Not many people know the situation at that time. However, I have heard from the older generation that there is a very special person among them. He specializes in making materials. No one still remembers him.
His real name is, but he has a very resounding nickname, Jade King."
"The King of Jade? Uncle Master, let's put it this way, this person's evaluation is very high. Is he particularly proficient in stone materials?" Angkor asked.
"That is not an ordinary mastery. Think about it. For cultural and artistic masterpieces of great value such as gods and Buddhas, you must first choose good materials. They must not only be hard, but also priceless. Therefore, the selection of materials is very high.
The requirements are not something ordinary craftsmen can obtain."
After everyone heard this, they all became interested.
Angkor quickly asked, "Uncle Master, how did this Jade King do it?"
"I don't know about this. He is very mysterious. As for where he is now, it is unknown. Some people say that he is no longer alive. Some people say that he lived a hundred years. There are even more outrageous legends that say that he is no longer alive.
It’s because you have gained immortality that you can live forever.”
"During this period, some people even said that this Jade King was seen wandering around the mountains and forests, coming and going without a trace, and that he had already attained enlightenment and became an immortal."
Of course, Jiang Nan didn't believe his uncle's words.
However, it seems that there are still clues in it.
Only by finding the people who participated in the creation of gods and Buddhas can this secret be unlocked.
First, you need to know why gods and Buddhas are made.
Also, who organized it.
Who else is involved?
Then, the answer to the mystery should be revealed soon.
Jiang Nan felt that the answer was very close to the truth.
Be patient and don't be impatient.
"Do you know which mountain the Jade King haunts?"
The uncle thought hard and thought about it, and vaguely thought of something.
Angkor clapped his hands and said with some excitement: "You told me earlier, I am relatively familiar with that place. Most people don't know, but I know how to get there."
"What happened? Have you been there?"
"Yes, speaking of it, it has been several years since I was entrusted by someone to help find stones, so I went there. There are some ores with particularly good quality there."
When Angkor said this, he immediately said to Jiang Nan: "Sir, there is no further delay. Otherwise, we will set off immediately to visit Silver Mist Mountain?"
"Okay, you can lead the way."
Jiang Nan nodded.
Everyone set off again.
"The Silver Mist Mountain on the map is actually right around the capital. It's not that far away. It's right here."
In the car, Angkor took out a map and showed it to Jiang Nan.
"I went there once back then and I still have fresh memories. The scenery there was very unique, especially the fog there. It was like a fairyland on earth. I still think it is very unforgettable."
At this moment, the junior sister covered her mouth and smiled, and said: "Senior brother, in my opinion, it's not the scenery there that you can't forget, but someone there."
Angkor was a little embarrassed, scratched his head and laughed dryly.
"Don't talk nonsense. It's so embarrassing for people to listen to you. Everything that didn't happen is in the past."
"However, the people there are indeed beautiful, and the scenery is even more beautiful, making people forget to leave."
It was a bumpy ride and everyone was tired.
When we almost reached the place, almost everyone fell asleep.
Angkor, on the other hand, was still very excited, and his mood was high along the way.
First, it’s a trip back to the old place.
Secondly, you can follow Jiangnan and do some things, which is very worthwhile and expected.
"We're here, we're here, look, it's not far ahead."
Angkor shouted happily.
Everyone woke up one after another and looked out of the car windows.
Sure enough, the mountains and forests in front of us were filled with mist, reaching into the sky.
It seemed as if it fell from the sky.
It's a pair of flower scrolls splashed down by the hands of gods, hazy, half-real or half-illusory.
Jiang Nan admired it and thought it was indeed unique.
Unknowingly, we arrived at the foot of the mountain.
When we were about to enter the mountain, we were suddenly blocked by a group of people.
"Why, are there still robbers or bandits?" Angkor rubbed his eyes, very angry.
Those people were brandishing tools such as hoes and axes and roaring noisily.
"Everyone, go back, go back, the mountain is closed here, no one can enter or leave."
Some cars in front had to turn around one after another.
However, the road here is relatively narrow, and the road is gradually blocked.
Many drivers came down and complained and were aggrieved.
One of them, a big fat man, said unconvinced: "Why are you closing the road? We have to go through here. Aren't we usually fine? Who are you?"
"Are you asking for a ball?" Those people immediately gathered around.
The big guy said impatiently: "So what, what do you think? Do you dare to give it a try?"
The group of people showed no mercy and immediately pushed him to the ground and beat him severely.
Immediately afterwards, he smashed the big man's car to pieces, threw the big man aside, and said viciously: "We have all seen it. If anyone is not convinced, this is the end. Does anyone dare to come here?"