Tian Yuan

"This is not the first time you have brought up this matter." Granny Mai looked indifferent and didn't care too much: "I still say the same thing, I will never leave this life."

"Master, in the past, I wanted you to go out for a walk to change your mood. Now I beg you to come out of the mountain to ensure that one thing goes smoothly and there are no accidents. To be precise, it is to protect a person."

Yan Ximeng begged.

"say clearly."

Granny Mai didn't agree for a while, and said coldly.

"It's about Qingzong..."

Immediately afterwards, Yan Ximeng told about Qingzong in detail.

Half an hour later, Granny Mai lowered her eyebrows and said, "I promised your master that I would try my best to protect the school. I don't want to interfere with other matters."

In other words, I don't want to go out.

"Master, the troubled times have come. If the Daoyi Academy does not want to be washed away by the tide of the great world, it must go against the current. The future of Qingzong is the future of the Daoyi Academy."

Yan Ximeng's words are precise.

If it wasn't for her own injury, she would be easily beaten by gangs when she went to Dizhou, so there was no need for Yan Ximeng to beg Granny Mai.

"Chen Qingyuan, is this child very different?"

Mai Mama once had a relationship with Chen Qingyuan in the cemetery, and occasionally heard some rumors about him, but she didn't take it very seriously.

"In my opinion, he is the brightest star in the current world, and the troubled times will end because of him, ushering in an unprecedented prosperity."

Yan Ximeng expressed his deepest opinion.

"Since ancient times, there have been so many evildoers, and too many have died young. How can you be sure that he will rise?"

Talent is high, but it has to grow up to be valuable.

"He is inextricably linked to the ancient taboo."

There are some words that cannot be spoken bluntly, as they will easily lead to divine punishment.Yan Ximeng thought for a long time and said meaningfully.

Hearing this, Granny Mai's eyelids twitched slightly, her eyes flickered like abysses, and the emotional fluctuations on her face were very obvious.

Ancient taboo, this matter is not small.

Even though Granny Mai has not been in the world for many years, she has heard about it and paid more attention to it.

In particular, the screen fragments of the battle of the ancients that appeared in the ancient world of Dizhou caused shocks in the heavens. There are still many old things that are searching for the relics, trying to understand the ancient history.

"Master, you should understand my temperament. If it is not an emergency, I will definitely not ask you to come forward."

Yan Ximeng begged again.

"time and location."

After pondering for a long time, for the sake of Yan Ximeng's begging, and for the sake of continuing the inheritance of Daoyi Academy, Granny Mai finally agreed.

As an old man, she doesn't care how tense the situation is, let alone how many enemies may appear.

If you are invincible, end this life.

Anyway, I won't live long.

In a few decades, Grandma Mai will be [-] years old.

The deadline is approaching, and this life will come to an end.

Unless you take the most precious life-prolonging medicine in the world, you won't be able to survive.

Granny Mai lost her desire to survive a long time ago. If she hadn't been unwilling to break the agreement with the old headmaster and stick to the Daoyi Academy, she wouldn't have survived until now.

"Thank you, Mistress."

Yan Ximeng was overjoyed, bowed and bowed again.

Immediately, he told Granny Mai the specific coordinates of the old soil, and calculated the appropriate time.

Granny Mai is the existence of the peak of Shenqiao's five steps, which can be ranked among the top in the world.

If she hadn't lost her desire to seek the Tao, her current cultivation would definitely be extremely high.By no means weaker than the dean, even stronger.

With his Dao heart exhausted, he lives in the cemetery like a walking corpse, and he can still maintain his cultivation level, which is already extraordinary.

"Go!"

With a light wave of her hand, Ma Yi's mother-in-law gave the order to evict the guests.

Tired, want to be alone for a while.

Yan Ximeng nodded, turned around and walked.

Soon, the cemetery was silent.

Occasionally, a breeze blows, which keeps tugging on Grandma Mai's thoughts, reminding her of her youthful days.

Turning his head and looking at a corner not far away, it was the tombstone of the old dean.

Granny Mai seems to have seen the scene of meeting the old headmaster for the first time, her wrinkles huddled together, and she smiled happily.

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Dongtu, Buddhism.

After rushing for more than a month, Chen Qingyuan and Changsun Fengye arrived in Dongtu without any surprises or dangers.

Go straight to the core area of ​​Buddhism and come to visit.

"Two benefactors, please come in."

The monks guarding the mountain gate immediately greeted them.

Not long after, the senior officials of the Buddhist sect learned of Chen Qingyuan's arrival and treated each other with respect.

"I have something to ask the abbot."

Chen Qingyuan didn't want to waste time, so he spoke bluntly.

"Wait a moment, please allow the poor monk to report."

The eminent monk asked someone to make tea, and he went to tell the old monk about it.

Soon, the eminent monk brought the news, with a kind face on his face: "The abbot knows, Master Chen can come and see."

"Thank you, Master."

Chen Qingyuan said politely, and went away under the leadership of a certain monk.

As for the eldest grandson Fengye, stay in the guest hall, drink tea and wait quietly.

As soon as the picture changed, it was inside a simple meditation room.

The old monk sat on the futon with his back to the door, knocked on the wooden fish, and chanted sutras and Buddha.

The door opened, and Chen Qingyuan walked in.

"Grandmaster."

After walking a few steps, Chen Qingyuan bowed and cupped his fists.

"Chen benefactor, please sit down."

The old monk stopped chanting, got up slowly, and pointed to a table and chair, amiable.

After being seated, the old monk made tea himself.

The fragrance of tea came out and permeated every corner of the meditation room.

"This time, there is a very important matter."

Chen Qingyuan looked serious.

"No hurry, just drink a cup of tea and calm down."

The old monk looked indifferent.

"Fine!"

You are always so calm, so I will take my time too.

Therefore, Chen Qingyuan began to drink tea, not in a hurry.

After drinking several cups of tea in a row, the old monk asked, "What is the donor's business?"

"Master, please set up an enchantment so as not to leak the news."

Chen Qingyuan suggested.

"Okay." The old monk raised his hand, the doors and windows were closed tightly, and the restrictions were heavy.

"A few years ago, I got some opportunities related to Buddhism."

Chen Qingyuan didn't speak bluntly about the Buddha's inheritance, and hung on slowly.

"Oh? A chance related to Buddhism?" The old monk became a little interested: "Can the benefactor elaborate?"

"No hurry, talk slowly."

You always have to keep calm and don't be impatient.

After speaking, Chen Qingyuan deliberately paused for a moment, and drank another cup of tea.

Not to mention, the Buddhist enlightenment tea is really good, it can calm the heart and remove impetuousness.The taste is also good, with a touch of bitterness, mixed with a strong tea fragrance, and the aftertaste is endless.

"I don't know if Buddhism has ever produced a figure at the peak of the extreme way?"

Chen Qingyuan put down his teacup and asked.

The peak of the extreme path is the Great Buddha who has crossed the divine bridge and reached the other side.

"It should have happened, otherwise, where did Mahayana Buddhism and Buddhist mantras come from?"

The old monk firmly believed in this.

"Is there any record of this in the history of Buddhism?"

Chen Qingyuan asked again.

"History is not complete, only a few words, no specific records."

In response, the old monk shook his head slightly.

Chen Xiao benefactor asked these things, what is the meaning?

The old monk frowned slightly, his eyes suspicious.