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Chapter 970 Wheel of Time

The bald monk walked in the drizzle.

It's not spring now.

But a shepherd boy came towards him on a cow.

Looking at the shepherd boy who looked at his tender and curiously, the bald monk pushed the bamboo hat dripping on his head with his fingers, and asked casually, "Where is the restaurant?"

"Are you a monk and drink?" The shepherd boy looked at the bald monk who was no older than him in surprise, but then he saw the two pedestrians behind him and laughed immediately, "Are you asking for them?"

The bald monk was in a heavy mood at this time and was too lazy to talk too much, so he just nodded.

The shepherd boy pointed at a village on the left side behind him, saying, "It's called Xinghua Village, and there are many restaurants."

The bald monk casually pointed out a piece of thing and landed it on the back of the cow in front of the shepherd boy, and then headed towards the village without saying anything.

The shepherd boy on the cow's back exclaimed and almost fell directly from the cow's back.

The thing that landed on the back of the cow in front of him was shaking gold, heavy, not a gold nugget the size of an egg?

The shepherd boy looked at the bald monk and the two drunkard-like men walking behind him in disbelief. He wanted to call the bald monk, but a faint sound came from his ears, "You are yours in your destiny."

Since you meet me, it is your life, so you should keep it.”

The bald monk entered the village where the fragrance of wine continued to radiate in the air.

There are indeed many apricot trees and wine cellars in this village.

The steaming and wet air was like fresh wine, exuding a dizzying aroma of wine.

If the people entering this village were Lu Shenliang and Wang Li, it might cause complaints from both of them.

Because in this village called Xinghua Village, the wine flags and archways hanging outside are actually "Wangjia Shaofang", "Hengchang Shaofang", "Chengyi Shaofang", "Ronghe Shaofang", etc.

wait.

This is naturally the bad taste of a map designer.

The bald monk did not know all about the old times, but at this time the village was completely different from the other naturally evolved villages along the way, which still made him feel the traces of artificial carving everywhere.

This should be a scene that existed since the beginning of the design of the cultivation world. The original laws of vitality in the cultivation world allowed this place to be completely preserved and lasted for tens of thousands of years.

Facing this village full of artificial carving traces and laws, the bald monk fell into a complete silence again.

He could not find any traces related to himself.

In his memory, he seemed to have had memories in his childhood and should have been active in this village, which means he should have been born in the surrounding villages.

However, when he came to this place where he remembered, he walked through the villages along the way, but could not find any trace of his existence.

Especially at this time, when he entered this village that clearly had the characteristics of the initial construction traces and attributes of the cultivation world, he even felt a strange and incompatible aura.

This kind of aura is very strange.

The strangeness is not only because he can confirm that he has never had any contact with this place with his current cultivation level, that is, his birthplace is definitely not near this village, and he must have never approached or entered this village.

The strangeness is that he feels that his memories have become unfamiliar.

He not only began to doubt that there was something wrong with his memory, or that his memory was not his real memory, but even doubted whether he belonged to this world because he was incompatible with the original aura of this cultivation world.

...

The bald monk could not find traces of her existence in this world everywhere. On the contrary, the sunken sky that returned to Jiuxiang Bridge was full of traces of her existence.

She and Shen Qingdan had just returned to Jiuxiang Bridge. Any permanent monk who saw her at Jiuxiang Bridge immediately greeted her enthusiastically.

The permanent monks in Jiuxiang Bridge did not realize that she had left for a long time. When she appeared at Jiuxiang Bridge, all the permanent monks here just felt that she had just walked out of the shop gate.

When she returned to her shop, a guy inside the shop seemed to think she had just walked out for a while.

Everything I see is extremely familiar with, but the only thing that is a little strange is herself.

But she looked at the iron wind chimes she made under the eaves and the flower pots made of some stone skins, but her brows gradually frowned.

"how?"

Mu Qingdan quickly felt her strangeness.

"My character does not seem to contain this kind of character or creativity." Chen Kongyan frowned deeply, looked at the little things he made, and said.

Mu Qingdan immediately frowned deeply.

He knew the problem was serious.

Before the World Destruction Battle, players have multiple identities to enter the cultivation world. Most of them are ordinary players who fight monsters and upgrade in this cultivation world, becoming a powerful force who calls the wind and rain, but many players choose to do this. It becomes the same role as various NPCs, live a different life or hide the world.

But if you choose to seal the memory in the main world after entering this cultivation world, if you purely accept the character of this NPC, then the character and character of this NPC are shown by this player. If this NPC is The setting is that you won’t like to do these little things, so unless this player’s independent consciousness awakens in the body of this NPC, he will never do such things.

But it is obvious that these small things in this shop have not been made for a long time, which means that before Chen Kong Yan woke up, he would make these small things from time to time.

This is completely contrary to common sense.

Chen Kongwei looked at the little things silently for a long time, and suddenly she seemed to think of something crucial and walked towards the second floor of the backyard of the small shop.

On the second floor of the backyard, there is a quiet room where she usually rests and practices.

There is a bamboo bookshelves at the end of the east end of this quiet room against the wall. The bookshelf contains some ordinary classics, some books and other books.

Chen Kongyan pulled out a scroll from it, but it spread out with a silk painting.

Mu Qingdan looked at it with a frown slightly. This was a very ordinary painting, but the content of the painting was very strange. It was a monk who was pushing down a mandala made of colorful sand.

Chen Konghuo looked at this painting solemnly for a long time.

She became more and more sure that the painting seemed to have a big problem, and it seemed to have a special revelation for her.

"Your knowledge in the world of cultivation is far better than me. I wonder if you can give me some tips." She slowly raised her head, looked at Mu Qingdan staring at the painting, and said, "The contents of this painting What exactly is it?”

"What is the content of this painting?" Mu Qingdan was slightly stunned. He shook his head slowly in the next moment and said, "The monk on this painting is a monk from the Buddhist sect. Look at the style of the downward mandala, It should be the Vajra Mandala of the Buddha Sect. Logically, this should be the arrangement of the Vajra Initiation Dharma Assembly. This Vajra Initiation Dharma Assembly in the Buddha Sect can be used by the powerful powers of the Buddha Sect to use unique Dharma. The power of the formation brings some mysterious insights to all the monks present through unique spiritual power. This is like helping some monks who have insufficient understanding to be enlightened collectively. Of course, how much they can understand depends on the attendance. The different qualifications of the monks. But I have never seen any matters after this Dharma Assembly in the record, and I don’t know what the monk means to push down this mandala.”

"Kajra Initiation Dharma Assembly?" Chen Kongwei didn't feel that he had heard such words, but what was strange was that when she repeated such a sentence, she seemed to have some unique enlightenment in her body, and her mind was A clear space suddenly appeared in the middle, as if there was a space of thinking that did not originally belong to her.

She took a deep breath in an instant and said with a strange look: "Wheel of Time."

"Wheel of Time?" Mu Qingdan looked at her, "What does it mean?"

"A documentary from a long time ago recorded that after the power of the Buddhist sect had spent countless efforts to build the exquisite mandala, he pushed it down with his own hands and turned it into a bunch of loose sand." Her state of mind fluctuated a little, and she said as calmly as possible: "This process is the Zen state of the Buddha's power in pursuit of spiritual sublimation. Only the Buddha's power in it can understand its meaning."

Mu Qingdan was even more puzzled.

Chen Kongwei continued, "That was indeed a Kalachakra Initiation Dharma Assembly. The content of that Dharma Assembly was to transmit peace and compassion. In particular, the power of casting was to make the monks attending the meeting have a certain degree of cause and effect. understand."

"Cause and effect?" Mu Qingdan felt that this was the point.

Chen Kongyan looked at him, nodded slowly, and said, "The Buddha Sect believes that all dharmas are generated or destroyed according to the principle of cause and effect. Causes can be born, and the fruit is born. Moreover, there must be a cause and there must be a result, and there will be a result. There must be a cause. The result is the result of the cause, and the cause and effect are revealed. In the old days, even when the technological level reached that level, there were still many unexplainable phenomena. Many top scientists even suspected that many of the Buddhist sayings were representative A higher-tech explanation.”

"Is this a special relationship with you staying in this Jiuxiang Bridge?" Mu Qingdan looked at her, "Is it related to cause and effect?"
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