90,000 Years of Longevity

Chapter 359: Alive

In the temple, the monk looked dumb.

When he raised his head to look at Ye Bei, for a while, he was speechless.

He thought that since he had practiced for so many samsara, since he had meditated for so many years, regardless of cultivation level or knowledge, there had been many advancements.

But now, he faintly understood that the gap between himself and Ye Bei still could not reach the point of leaping.

"Everyone in the world calls me the Living Buddha, but they don't know that in the knowledge of the Living Buddha, there is also you, Donor! When it comes to Buddha, this poor monk is probably weaker than Donor" After a while, the monk shook his head and sighed.

"You've been in the reincarnation for so long, can you tell me anything?" After Ye Bei saw that this monk was convinced, he directly asked him this.

"Longevity? Or fate?"

Then the monk stretched out his hand and picked up the wooden fish placed in front of him.

Ta, ta, ta

When asked this back to Ye Bei, he began to beat the wooden fish again.

The rattling sound was especially crisp as it reverberated in this dilapidated temple.

Wang An was in a complicated mood. All kinds of chaotic thoughts came into being.

His mentality was not very mature yet because he was a man of this era.

So although he stood on the peak all year round and living in seclusion in the mountains all the year-round, there were still some feelings for this era.

But when he heard the ticking sound from the wooden fish, his complicated thoughts were swept in an instant with each beat, and his whole person seemed to have come to enlightenment. He woke up from that anxious state and felt that he was about to let go.

"This monk is not simple." Wang An squinted his eyes and focused his attention on the dilapidated Buddha statue in the temple, trying his best to protect himself from the sound.

As for Ye Bei, he was still calm, the monk's voice had no effect on him.

"Both." Ye Bei spoke softly.

The monk sighed, "Donor, you know things more than this poor monk. Moreover, over the years, you have been using a certain method to keep the clues you found. Why should you ask this poor monk about this complicated question?"

"I have been searching for the mystery of longevity. As for fate I have also encountered it in this life, but I am not sure. Although there are those memories, the final answer is still a bit short. It is as if there is a barrier in the endless year that has been obstructing my search for the truth, and I can only find the answer via outsiders." Ye Bei said gently.

The monk slowly closed his eyes but the movement in his hands had never stopped.

"In these samsaras, this poor monk does know something, but I don't know whether it is helpful to Donor, so I dare not make a judgment." The monk closed his eyes and said this slowly.

"Just say."

"Okay." The monk nodded, "Donor, have you ever been to the outer sky?"

"I have been there several times." Ye Bei nodded.

The monk continued, "During reincarnation, this poor monk once encountered a strange stone when I was traveling through the world. The stone was purple and there was also faint energy in it. This poor monk was curious, so I approached and touched it with my hands then a lot of strange pictures appeared in my mind."

After talking about this, the monk stopped.

"The world is full of surprises." Wang An who stood behind Ye Bei thought of this secretly.

"What relationship does it have with me?" Ye Bei asked lightly.

Strange stone?

To be honest, in the past, he encountered countless strange stones that fell from the sky.

There were even several times that those stones were falling just above Ye Bei's head.

Many stones contained peculiar energy.

So according to what this monk said, in fact, Ye Bei already had a judgment in his heart.

That purple stone, if Ye Bei guessed it right, was amethyst. It was a very special material. But just like that hard disk in this era, it could store data. But if people wanted to read that stone, they did not rely on any so-called power source, they needed to have a strong mental power.

As time went, nowadays, human beings only cared about the development of science and technology, so the mental power of a single person was extremely weak.

All over the world, people who could really read amethyst stones could only be counted with one hand. This was why those stones had not been exposed.

There were even a lot of stones that were thrown away in the yard of ordinary people without even looking at them on weekdays.

"There are immortals, immortal medicines, and immortal palaces in the strange stone." The monk spoke again, "In addition, I have also seen the real Great Thunder Note Temple and the Buddha in the sky."

"Are they still alive?"

After Ye Bei listened, there was still not much disturbance.

At the beginning of the bright mythical era, there were abrupt disappearances some immortals died, but Ye Bei had long ago faintly felt that more immortals had actually left this world overnight instead.

He just did not know where they went or rather, he felt like it was not time to find it out yet

"According to the picture in the stone, they are indeed alive. This is also the reason why I'm still here the Great Thunder Note Temple is the goal of this poor monk in my life, and the ultimate goal of cultivation! But somehow, even after so long, this poor monk still cannot find any breakthrough This time's coming is also one of the intentions of this poor monk."

Ye Bei stood there quietly.

The answer he got this time was actually of little use to him.

Even if the gods and Buddhas were still alive, what about it? In Ye Bei's eyes, they were still just juniors just ants!

As long as Ye Bei was willing, they could be destroyed by him with a single thought.

"Buddha is in one's heart, God is in one's heart, Great Thunder Note Temple is also in one's heart, no matter where one goes, the Great Thunder Note Temple is still in one's heart."

Ye Bei looked at the monk and threw out such a sentence very casually.

The monk was taken aback.

"This poor monk has been taught!" It took a long time before he spoke as he put his hands together and looked respectful.

"Little An, let's go."

Ye Bei no longer had any interest here. He looked at the old temple and said slightly.

This time, Wang An recovered from the shock but he was still a bit stunned, "Are we going just like this?"

His gaze also fell on the monk sitting in the temple.

But the monk closed his eyes again and continued to beat the wooden fish gently, making the ticking resounding in the temple.

This time, Wang An's mood was different.

When he heard these sounds, many unusual things appeared in his sight.

Golden light instantly flooded the temple out of nowhere.

The big Buddha leaning against the wall was shining brightly.

In this old temple, phantoms appeared.

These phantoms were like the legendary Buddha, holding a Buddhist bead with the sound of chanting some kind of sutra in the Sanskrit language.