Deep in the vast snow-capped mountains, the old Living Buddha walked through thick snow and came to a simple and desolate cave.
On the left and right sides of the cave, the thick snow suddenly moved, cracks spread, and fluffy snowflakes fell. The two old men covered in linen with snow stains slowly stood up and nodded slightly towards the old living Buddha, their expressions and tone were calm.
: "You're here."
The old living Buddha, who was cold to the core, nodded slightly and responded: "I want to see him."
The old man on the left shook his head: "The madness is not over yet, and we are still sinking. Now is not the time."
"Time waits for us, we have no choice."
The old men in sackcloth looked at each other without asking too many questions. One sat back on the stone cushion, closed his eyes and crossed his legs, returning to silence. The other pushed open the thick stone door, and a long creaking sound echoed in the snow and extended in the dim cave: "
please!"
The old living Buddha looked at the cave in front of him, a complex flash of light flashed deep in his eyes, and finally he walked forward and disappeared into the dim cave.
Ten minutes later, in the deepest part of the cave, among the messy stalactites, there was a bed of withered grass. Sitting on it was a sturdy man covered with chains. He was only wearing tattered linen. You could see his amazingly strong and perfect muscles.
There was a strong aura in the dim light, and the long and messy white hair gave him a different kind of visual impact.
White monster! God Aoming!
The former spokesperson of Buddhism is now a violent human emperor fighting alone in the world.
After the bloody battle with the Wei family that day, he was tied up by the major Buddhas and brought back to the snow mountain, where he has been imprisoned ever since. At the initial moment, Shen Aoming struggled angrily, and the depths of the cave were filled with violent roars, a violent aura, and...
The crazy figure slowly... As time went on, the agitated emotions eased slightly, and finally... fell silent...
Crash, the chains wrapped around Shen Aoming's waist and limbs swayed slightly, and the subtle collision sound echoed in the empty cave for a long time. Shen Aoming's drooped head slowly lifted up, giving people the feeling that a sleeping beast was beginning to wake up.
.
The aging figure of the old living Buddha was reflected in Shen Aoming's sight. His calm eyes swayed slightly, and bits of blood began to condense in them. The muscles on his strong body showed obvious signs of 'squirming', and the violence that had been dormant for several months gradually awakened.
After staring at each other for a long time, Shen Aoming said in a deep voice: "Get out!"
"It has been fifteen years, and you are still living in the shadow of those days. Hatred has blinded your eyes and disturbed your mind. Are you willing to sink all the time?" The old living Buddha is still indifferent, but... looking at his former disciple
After reaching this point, his tone seemed to have changed slightly.
"If I open my eyes and see your hands stained with the blood of your tribe, and the vicious soul under your proud skin, I would rather close my eyes forever. Say it again, get out of here!" Shen Aoming said with bright eyes.
The coldness was terrifying, the emotions started to get excited, the memory of hatred returned again, and the words he said were even more excessive, without any emotion at all.
The old living Buddha looked at Shen Aoming quietly and did not give any explanation. Fifteen years ago, he had no explanation. In the past fifteen years, he had no explanation. Today, fifteen years later, he still has no explanation.
unnecessary!!
"Say it again, I... hate you!! Get out of here!" Shen Aoming's muscles tightened, and veins appeared on his forehead, as if he couldn't suppress the violent soul that was about to burst out of his body.
After a long silence, the old living Buddha spoke indifferently: "Once, 'he' had high hopes for you; once, 'he' did everything he could to help you become emperor; once, 'he' asked you to make a blood oath to protect China; once, 'he' asked you to make a blood oath to protect China; once, 'he' tried his best to help you become emperor.
, you swore to the sky on the top of the snow mountain that if 'he' leaves, you will inherit 'his' will. What now? God is proud, answer me!"
"Enough!!" Blood suddenly burst out from Shen Aoming's eyes, and he stood up with a roar. The chains connecting his limbs to the surrounding stalactites tightened, and stone fragments fell down in the cave.
Facing the torrent of angry flames, the old living Buddha did not waver at all, and said calmly: "If one day, 'he' returns to Buddhism, how should you face it now?"
"Come back? Haha, come back?? Hahaha!!!" Shen Aoming suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, his eyes widened, his expression ferocious, as if he had been violently stimulated, his body trembling became more and more obvious, an unprecedented cruelty and
Resentment swept the entire cave.
"Yes, come back."
"Get out of here!!" Shen Aoming lowered his head fiercely and roared angrily.
The old living Buddha looked deeply at Aoming, turned around and left: "'He'... is still alive."
"Huh?" Shen Aoming's aura that was about to explode suddenly froze, and he stared at the back of the old living Buddha who was gradually retreating. After a moment of silence, he said in a cold voice: "Old man, what did you just say?"
"Japan, Sanuki Mountains, 'he'... is waiting for you there. Let's put an end to your grudges, right and wrong." The figure of the old living Buddha disappeared from Shen Aoming's sight.
Alive? Japan? Sanuki Mountains?
Shen Aoming was stunned for a long time, and suddenly...
A roar suddenly exploded, like a sudden release after being suppressed for a long time. The strong body struggled wildly, and the sound of crashing and crashing was like a strong wind and rain. The parts where the stalactites and chains were involved began to shake obviously due to the violent collision, and a large amount of debris was scattered.
Stone chips. The force was so wild that... the cave began to shake slightly, and the calm layers of snow on the snow-capped mountains began to slide and roll, showing signs of forming an avalanche.
"Huh?!" The two old men in linen clothes in front of the cave opened their eyes at the same time, and a cold light flashed in their eyes.
"Let him go." The old living Buddha walked out and stopped the old man who was about to take action.
"Let him go?"
"To untie the bell, you must tie the bell." The old living Buddha left these words behind and left the wasteland through the snow.
Bang!! Boom!! Suddenly there was a heavy muffled sound from deep in the cave. The snow-capped mountains here were shaking obviously, and the snow everywhere also showed signs of intensifying 'flow', just like the scene before a volcanic eruption.
The two old men in sackcloth looked solemnly at the entrance of the cave in front of them, and clenched their hands involuntarily, as if they were preparing to subdue them. They knew how terrifying Shen Aoming was. If he was allowed to mess around, he might really tear down the cave.
It may even trigger a strong avalanche, thus threatening the Buddhist sect.
but……
After hesitating for a long time, the two finally exhaled softly and chose to give up. Although they didn't understand why the old living Buddha came here, what his purpose was, or what he said, since he had spoken, they had no reason to refuse.
Boom!! There was another muffled sound, and the mountain trembled! Waves of violent and crazy roars came from the depths of the cave.
A few minutes later, there were three consecutive boom-boom-boom blasts, and the mountain trembled suddenly and obviously, and the "snow flow" on the mountain began to flow in strands, as if it really had the momentum of an avalanche.
A moment later, heavy and dense footsteps echoed deep in the cave, as if in response to the shaking of the mountain. Soon, accompanied by a violent roar, Shen Aoming, who was covered in chains, was like a wild beast that had escaped from the cage, going crazy.
I rushed out of the cave. The long chain was trailing behind me, but the huge stalactite connecting it was nowhere to be seen. The connecting part... was a stretched iron chain.
He actually broke the chain?! Couldn't the violent roar just now be the sound of collapsing stalactites?!
"Ahhh!!" The moment Shen Aoming rushed out of the cave, his violent figure suddenly ran away, and the chains around him swept out like a hurricane, violently hitting the old men in sackcloth on both sides.
Feeling the terrifying momentum and seeing the scene when Shen Aoming broke free, the two old men frowned slightly and ducked away in an instant.
Boom!!* The iron chain whipped hard on the stone mat. In an instant, gravel flew, snowflakes flew, and the thick stone mat was completely shattered. The terrifying power of the whipping was evident.
Shen Aoming did not pay too much attention to the two old men. After venting his words, he rushed down the mountain dragging the long chains. Due to his excessive emotion, the five* chains were very heavy and the mountain was steep and slippery. Shen Aoming would fall down from time to time.
Rolling over, or hitting the raised gravel, it seemed a bit embarrassing, but... the indomitable momentum of the impact, and the violent trembling, seemed to declare the urgency in his heart.
For many years, he has been fighting alone in the world. Apart from life and death fights, almost nothing can cause his emotions to fluctuate. But... now... Shen Aoming stared at the east, his scarlet blood eyes swaying in the depths.
Obvious tremor.
Halfway up the mountain, two old men in sackcloth stood with their hands folded, looking quietly at Shen Aoming's retreating back: "If the tiger returns to the mountain, it will cause endless disasters. It will be difficult to catch it again."
The other old man frowned slightly: "Shen Aoming is not in a normal mood. I have never seen him like this. Could it be that something big happened?"
After a moment of silence, the old man from before smiled calmly: "Our responsibility is to protect the snow-capped mountains. Other important matters are irrelevant. If the Living Buddha needs our two old bones, he will naturally speak up."
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