I was quite excited by my own thoughts. The old monk Wu Nian gave birth to a tiger and leopard. Even after the weapons were developed, the power would still be very shocking. But after being excited for a long time, I looked at the man who was thinking deeply.
Old monk Wu Nian suddenly felt that he had been blindly happy for a long time, because he wanted him to go back, so he had to ask for his permission first.
"Wu Nian." I organized my words, and then started to tell him. I emphasized the general plan of the matter and its importance. I thought that no matter what, I would fool him back first.
Old monk Wu Nian listened quietly to me for a long time without making any comments. After I finished speaking, his eyes suddenly became clear. Then, he shook his head at me. It was obvious that old monk Wu Nian refused.
accepted my suggestion.
"Why?" I feel very strange, because I know that the old monk Wu Nian is a very principled person, especially when it comes to the concept of immortality. He adheres to his master's admonitions back then. I think he will do his best.
I wanted to safeguard the interests and orthodoxy of the Immortality View, but unexpectedly he refused to go back with me without much consideration.
"Every wind rises and clouds disperse for a reason. In that case, let it go."
"You said it yourself, you won't survive the next life!" I began to worry. From my own analysis and old monk Wu Nian's premonition, I could tell that he might really die in this life. I was anxious to help him.
I’m not too busy, because I don’t know where the photo I saw in the old master’s hand was taken, so I don’t know where the danger that old monk Wu Nian will face will occur: “Go back, you can look for it yourself
Find the reason and see where the problem lies..."
I didn't say what I said directly. I wanted to tell him that if he used the right method and tried his best, he would most likely escape his bad luck, become immortal, and continue to live in this world.
I can't think of anything more precious than life. Old monk Wu Nian wanders in the years. The older he gets, the more he should know how precious life is.
"Those are all determined by heaven and cannot be changed, and I don't want to change them." Old monk Wu Nian continued to shake his head. His eyes were as clear as a newly born child, with no desires, no thoughts, no sadness, no joy, and like
He is a saint who has understood all the mysteries of the world. He is gentle and calm.
"That's related to your life!" I grabbed his sleeve all of a sudden. No matter from any aspect, I didn't want him to die.
"I'm tired and want to take a nap." Old monk Wu Nian looked at me with a smile and said, "I just hope no one will disturb me after I go to sleep."
I slowly let go of my hand, and suddenly I felt that I completely understood his thoughts and feelings. He might be really tired. Since he accepted the master's last wish, he has been working hard and never slackened off, but just
Just as I thought, Wu Nian is also a human being, and there are times when he is too exhausted to bear it.
To him, life and death actually have no difference or meaning.
This was his decision. After I understood him, I felt that he should do this.
"There is still a long way to go, we have to go, we have to go..." Old monk Wu Nian turned around and walked forward. I was silent for a moment and followed him. Our conversation did not stop. He was open-minded and cheerful, knowing that
I will die in this life, but I don't have any fear or negativity, and I don't give up on what I am going to do.
We walked very slowly on the next road, stopping every once in a while. The old monk Wu Nian told me that the fate of meeting could not continue. He was very sorry that the farewell after arriving at Dayanpo would be a farewell forever.
There will never be another day when we meet. He wants to teach me something.
He taught me Kung Fu. Although I am young, it is already too late for me to practice martial arts, and it is impossible to have very solid basic skills. But the old monk Wu Nian told me that there is no such thing as perfection in this world. Practicing Buddhism and seeking perfection is the only way to truly
Perfect things will not exist, so just try your best.
People who practice martial arts need ten years of hard work to gather the essence of their skills. I don't have enough time, so I just do my best as the old monk Wu Nian said. We go all the way, teach all the way, and learn all the way. I practice slowly and make progress.
It's not fast, but I believe that when I return to real society, I can easily knock down a few big guys.
It was already a long way from here to Dayanpo, and because we wasted time, it took us more than half a year. In November of this year, we finally arrived at Dayanpo.
This is my first time to Dayanpo, but because of the map and other people’s stories, I feel that it is not unfamiliar. As for the old monk Wu Nian, he is more familiar with this place. Under the rice fields in Dayanpo, there are originally some longevity temples.
The final burial place chosen by people, they are more familiar with Dayanpo than anyone else.
I already knew the purpose of Old Monk Wu Nian’s trip. He was looking for successors and also to find a suitable place for nirvana for himself. I thought I understood the terrain here, but Old Monk Wu Nian took me on another path.
, there is more than one entrance to the cave in Dayanpo. Back then, Mr. Chen and his team dug straight under the rice fields and found another entrance after exploring for a while. The entrance that the old monk Wu Nian took me to was more secretive and probably not
Does anyone know.
Just like what Mr. Chen once said, the space under Dayanpo is quite vast and complicated. But old monk Wu Nian didn’t go too far. After entering, he took a brief look and walked over there from our current location.
Far away, underneath the rice fields, is where the huge and weird "house" is located, where dozens of longevity watchers who have traveled here throughout the ages are buried.
"Immortality, immortality..." Old monk Wu Nian stood in the darkness in front of him for a long time. He seemed to be feeling a little emotional. The only ones who really have a chance of immortality are the giants in the concept of immortality, but those people back then could only
In order to live longer, I did a lot of useless work in vain, and finally turned into a withered body.
"Wu Nian." I didn't want to interrupt him, but I had to say something: "In the future, don't think of this place as a place of nirvana. Someone will dig here."
"Okay." Old monk Wu Nian did not doubt my words. I think he must have followed my advice as an "experienced person."
Old monk Wu Nian didn't want to stay long, but I needed to get familiar with the specific conditions of Dayanpo, so he walked with me underground. I carefully wrote down all the details.
Returning to the surface from the underground, I was a little sad because the old monk Wu Nian was leaving and I couldn't keep him. He had things he had to do and I had things I had to do. More importantly, we were not actually the same person.
It is already a miracle that people from all over the world can meet and get to know each other, and there should be no more extravagant expectations.
"Wu Nian, take care."
The old monk Wu Nian smiled and nodded. He did not express his emotions as much as others did when leaving. Everything he wanted to say was contained in that faint smile.
At that moment, the shadow of this old monk was deeply imprinted in my memory.
"Be a good person."
These were the last words he left. After that, he turned around and walked away without looking back. The strong mountain wind made his gray beard scatter like snow, and he was the only figure in the wilderness, walking farther and farther away.
As I watched him leave, I felt for his loneliness.
Maybe for many, many years, he walked silently like this, with no starting point and no end, until the day when he couldn't walk at all. This was his life. I don't know, what happened to the man who just walked away from the world back then?
Can the young monk who is ordained as a monk in Fatai Temple predict his own destiny?
Maybe, not.
The old monk Wu Nian left, leaving me behind in Dayanpo. This was a very embarrassing and passive period of time. If I had stayed here waiting for Elder Chen and his team, I would probably have to endure it for a few more months, but now I have gone to the Hexagonal Mark.
There, it was not worthwhile to return to the original world and search for the time node again. After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to endure the suffering and found a place to stay near Dayanpo.
I followed some of the skills taught to me by the old monk Wu Nian and practiced them every day. From being hunted down in an accident while carrying Wu Shengli's body to my encounter with One Ear, I knew that there would inevitably be many dangers and twists and turns in my future experiences.
, the old magic stick probably has some skills, but it is better to ask for help from others than to ask for yourself. My own fist is the most reliable, so I worked very hard. During this period, I often exchanged some food and daily necessities with the nearby mountain people. This may be the most miserable thing I have ever experienced in my life.
The days are boring and boring, but as the days pass, I feel that the time for the truth to emerge is getting closer and closer.
I stayed here for a winter, and my body was very strong. In the next year, it was also the season for planting rice. Those mountain people who depended on the fields for food were very hardworking. They were cultivating and planting rice in the fields near Dayanpo. I watched them busy
I shook my head secretly, these people were just working in vain. If they plant rice now, the heavy rain when the rice is about to be harvested will make their hard work come to nothing.
I continued to wait, waiting until summer after sowing. Before the heavy rain came, I moved to a mountainous area backed by water. Sure enough, a few days later, the known heavy rain came. If I hadn’t experienced it personally, maybe northerners would
I couldn't imagine how heavy the rain was. It was like a hole in the sky was torn open, and the rain poured down violently, accompanied by lightning and thunder, which lasted for several days. Hiding in the cave, I saw
Water was rolling in from the upper reaches of Dayanpo. The rice was about to ripen, and the mountain people were worried about the food. At first, some people brought raincoats and tools to try to harvest it in advance, but they were forced back by the rain before they could get to the rice fields.
What happened after that was as expected. The water level in Liangzihe Reservoir rose sharply due to heavy rains, and then hit Dayanpo. After the rain stopped, the rice fields were washed away, and there was no harvest at all. The mountain people cleaned up the rice fields, and then they discovered
Something strange happened under the rice fields, causing everyone to watch.
Regarding all this, I knew very well that I didn't want to join in the fun. The villagers were messing around for a few days, and no one could figure out the reason. Finally, the old man in the village was helped over. This old man aroused my interest.
, there were so many people present at that time, but he was the only one who could tell that the "road" under the rice fields was actually the roof of the house.