You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 343 Past
Seeing that the life force had turned into smoke and dust and formed a small pile on the ground, Caiyi became curious, squatted down and began to study it carefully.

Just now, some people saw that the evil cultivator was wearing a lot of treasures in golden and colorful clothes, but after he died, all of them disappeared into thin air. It was really strange to see.

Squatting on the ground and looking at it for a while, Caiyi thought of the method that had been shown to her before, and felt that she could not touch this thing, otherwise, she might be suddenly grabbed by the wrist by the resurrected Ashes and have her body stolen.

So she just took out a small bean, and it suddenly appeared as a little bean, and then let the little bean turn over the pile of ashes.

After listening to Caiyi's request, Xiaodouding pointed at the pile of dust and then at his nose.

Caiyi nodded solemnly.

The little kid's mouth puffed up, and he walked to the ash pile angrily. He put his little hands into the ash pile and dug around, and finally grabbed a handful of ash.

The angry little kid clenched his fists and started chasing Caiyi all over the floor.

Let the donkey wave his hand:

"Can you go and protect the Taoist priest? He hasn't moved since he touched that book!"

Caiyi then stuck out her tongue, picked up the still protesting little kid and walked to Zuo Chen.

Zuo Chen is now touching the book in the Dharma corpse's arms with his index finger. He is standing there with his eyes slightly closed, as if he is in some unique space.

Caiyi turned around twice and was about to release the little kids to help keep an eye on the surroundings.

She took a casual step forward, but the next moment, Caiyi suddenly felt a strong sense of dizziness in her head.

His head felt heavy, his heels were unstable, and his body seemed to have lost support all of a sudden, and he fell to the ground with a thump.

Bubbles of snot came out of his nose and his snoring was deafening.

Donkey: “???”

After hearing the noise, Li Yunxiu started walking towards the corpse: "Master? What happened?"

"do not come!"

Donkey Master roared, scaring Li Yunxiu.

The prince who commanded a state did not dare to move even a step. He could only stand there awkwardly and uncomfortably, fearing that he would ruin something by moving too much.

With a slightly nervous look on his face, Donkey Grandpa took out a bamboo pole and slowly reached towards Zuo Chen.

About three feet away from Zuo Chen, where Caiyi fell, the bamboo pole began to slowly bend, as if it was inserted into a clean pool of water.

When the stick was pulled out, there was nothing special on it.

Donkey's face was a little tense:

"The Taoist's retreat this time is quite weird."

He thought about it for a few seconds, and finally took out the communication sachet from his arms and dialed Yan Wangsheng's number.

His Taoism skills are not very high, and he can't see many things clearly, so he still needs to call more people over.

……

"Fellow Daoist, why do you have such an expression?"

After taking a sip of tea, the Bodhisattva looked at Zuo Chen with some confusion.

He seemed to be curious why Zuo Chen, who was drinking tea with him, suddenly became silent.

Zuo Chen was silent for a few seconds and shook his head slightly:
"It's nothing, I just thought of something."

"Daoyou always thinks of wonderful things, but unfortunately my vision is still limited and I can't see clearly what you are thinking."

Zuo Chen glanced at the Bodhisattva:
"I've never felt that you, Master, are so willing to tease people before."

"Really? I think I tease you quite a bit."

Zuo Chen smiled without saying anything, picked up the tea and took a sip.

The Xianlingbao Tea may not taste very good, but it is rich in spiritual energy and is a good thing.

Zuo Chen had discovered before that abundant spiritual energy does not necessarily make something delicious, but it is indeed good for the body.

Putting down the teacup, a faint light flashed in Zuo Chen's eyes. All the details from all directions turned into flowing light and reflected in his eyes.

In his eyes, the long river of time flows around his body.

After a brief observation, Zuo Chen found that he was in a unique state.

This place is in the past time of the long river of time, but it is not within the long river in the true sense.

It is neither an illusion nor reality, but rather like a false history preserved in a book, yet it is connected with the real river of time.

It is similar to the recorder in Kyoto, but its effect is even more powerful.

During this long period of time, Zuo Chen also replaced himself in this book.

Unfortunately, he did not succeed in inheriting the memory of this false self, and did not understand the current situation.

He didn't even know that he once had such a good relationship with the Bodhisattva.

After thinking about it, Zuo Chen's expression became a little strange.

This feeling...

It’s a bit like a holographic experience version of a diary.

Realizing this, Zuo Chen's expression immediately became embarrassed.

In a sense, wasn't this considered peeping into the Bodhisattva's diary? "Daoyou? I see that your expression is twisted, and the way you look at me is a little strange, but you remember something that you did to offend me."

The Master asked Zuo Chen with a smile, and Zuo Chen's expression became even more embarrassed at this moment.

He quickly suppressed his strange expression:
"I have a clear conscience. How can I have done anything to offend the Bodhisattva? I just remembered the first time we met."

"It was the first time we met." The Bodhisattva also recalled: "At that time, I went to Qingqiu Mountain to discuss Taoism with the fox fairies. I met Taoist friends on the way. Thinking about it carefully, it has been many years.

"Fate, it's indescribable."

Zuo Chen also corresponded to the time in his mind.

It seems that when I was peeping into Jiu Nian's thoughts, my perspective was the memory of my body in the past, not Jiu Nian's memories.

But, if that’s the case, why doesn’t Lin Xi recognize me?
It turns out that I have never been on the back of the fairy camel even once?
It always feels a little strange.

Just as he was about to say something to the Bodhisattva, Zuo Chen suddenly heard a cry from mid-air.

It sounded like a woman screaming, and the sound was getting louder and louder.

Zuo Chen subconsciously looked up and found that there was a black spot in the sky that was getting bigger and bigger.

And this black spot looked very, very familiar to him.

She was a lively little girl, wearing the clothes of a wanderer and holding a little kid in her arms.

"Colorful clothes?"

"Whoosh!"

Seeing Caiyi's tears and snot flying down, Zuo Chen felt his temple tremble slightly. He waved his hand towards the sky, and Caiyi flew directly into the air, and then was let down by Zuo Chen.

Zuo Chen looked at Caiyi and his head began to buzz.

"Why did you get in?"

"I don't know."

Caiyi was tearful and scratching her head: "Just now I wanted to protect you, Taoist priest, but when I leaned to the side, I passed out. When I woke up, I was in mid-air, and I was falling down. I was scared to death."

The Bodhisattva blinked his eyes and said jokingly, "Daoist friend, is this your Taoist partner? You already have a child."

"...Fellow Daoist, Caiyi is my disciple, and fellow Daoist should be able to see that this little girl has the ability to transform into an external body."

"I just think it's more fun to fight with fellow Taoists this way."

After putting Caiyi aside, Zuo Chen sighed.

Caiyi obediently squatted beside the child with her little bean.

Zuo Chen sat back in his seat, feeling somewhat confused.

The Master stared at Zuo Chen's face and suddenly laughed:
"Fellow Daoist, you look confused right now, but what are you thinking about? Why don't you tell me about it? I may not be as good as you in fighting, but I am better than others in terms of conversation."

Zuo Chen had just calmed down his complicated emotions caused by Caiyi's appearance and fell into a moment of silence.

Not knowing what the impact would be if he told the Bodhisattva the truth, he said,

"I have been studying the magic of time recently and have gained a lot of insights. I fell asleep during the night a few days ago and it was as if I saw the other side of the long river of time, just like a flower in a mirror and a moon in water.

“Across the river, I saw a lot. I saw the black waves swallowing up the sky and the earth, and I also saw the Bodhisattva sacrifice his life for the world.

"In the distant future, I have lost my past, forgotten myself, and failed to stop the sea of ​​suffering. I can only walk on this long road again, looking for the direction to the sacred mountain, and trying to find a way to defeat the evil villain who destroyed the mortal world.

"But the future me is spinning in circles, unable to find the way to the past or the direction to the future. I know nothing about crossing the sea of ​​suffering, and I will eventually be at a disadvantage. I can only look for a way out.

“So my question is this:
"Who am I? Where do I come from? Where am I going?"

The Bodhisattva heard this, and his smile remained on his face:
"Fellow Daoist, this has given me a difficult question. Even if you summon all the cultivators in the entire cultivation world, I'm afraid there won't be many who can answer one or two of these three questions.

“This is the root of great wisdom and the cornerstone of the road to heaven, but I also know that what you are asking is not true philosophical thinking, but something more practical.”

After saying this, the Bodhisattva reached into his bosom and took out a book.

There was no writing on the upper side, but there was a lotus embroidered on it.

"Three days ago, you found me and asked me to keep this book for you. You said that after three days, this book would be useful. At that time, I was wondering what you were thinking. Should I use a wooden hammer to knock on your head to make you think more clearly? But now it seems that you have seen more than three days. You have already stepped through the broken mountains and rivers and reached the end of the long river of time."

The Master placed his hand on the book:

"This story is probably very long. Would you like to listen to it?"

“I came here to find this story.”

"Okay then." The Bodhisattva turned to the first page of the book. As he moved, the scenery around the two of them suddenly changed drastically.

The endless lake was dyed with unique colors by the ink marks, dark gray, bright red, and brilliant purple.

All of a sudden, there was a burst of light, as if Ma Liang, the master of the magic brush, had finally ground the ink.

I began to paint and embellish those long years.

Zuo Chen felt something in his heart and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the sky was blue with bright white clouds. At this moment, he was lying on a flat grassland.

The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep.

(End of this chapter)