Chapter 659: Buddha's Journey

Keep you safe in the coffin shop.

Thirty years passed in the blink of an eye.

The yard was full of sawdust.

Chu Ning stood quietly in the middle of the yard, looking at the sawdust. Time energy was floating on every piece of sawdust.

It is the power of time stripped from every dead person.

Time represents life and death.

Life is a gift, death is a deprivation.

Most of the powerful Dongxu masters who practice the way of time follow the way of deprivation.

The leader of the Nirvana Sect believes that it is a replacement of life and death, which is a completely different path.

But even someone as talented as the leader of the Nirvana Sect does not dare to take the path given by time, because this path is too difficult.

On the night when Wei Hong was angered to death, Chu Ning used the power of time to try to resurrect Wei Hong and turn back time.

He did it.

The time went back to before the people from Bingmasi came to tell Wei Hong the false news, but then he found that he could not change the course of events.

When time went back, he became a bystander and once again watched the people from the Military Affairs Department enter Wei Hong's house and watched Wei Hong lose his life in anger.

“Why, what’s the problem?”

Chu Ning frowned. In the beginning, he chose to open a pawn shop to conduct transactions in the Way of Time and extract the traces of time from those who made the transactions. This was a fair transaction, a transaction recognized by the Way of Heaven.

Every piece of wood carving embodies the traces of time on the trader.

But soon Chu Ning discovered that he could deprive others of the Time Dao Marks, but he could not give these Time Dao Marks to others.

Is this the wrong road?

Since time trading was not an option, Chu Ning chose to open a coffin shop to experience the passage of time.

The texture on every coffin represents the life of the deceased. A tortuous texture represents the deceased's troubled and tortuous life. A smooth texture represents the smoothness of the deceased's life.

From the moment a person is born, he is like a coffin board that has not been carved or polished. The wood chips that fall off are the time that has passed through his life.

At last the coffin takes shape, life comes to an end, and the traces of time on the body scatter like sawdust.

But in the end, I still couldn't take that step.

After Wei Hong died, he did not continue to stay in the coffin shop and could not go out. Like an ordinary coffin shopkeeper, he began to interact and socialize with his neighbors.

He witnessed the joy of newborns, the peaceful death of the elderly, the struggles and frustrations of young people, and the little things in the lives of countless ordinary people. These seemingly trivial daily lives are like mirrors, reflecting the different stages and forms of life, which made him think more deeply about time and life and death.

But in the end, it was still a little bit short.

What is the difference? Time can deprive a person of his lifespan and bring a life to an end, but it can also give birth to a new life.

Why can't life and death be transformed? "Is my understanding wrong? Time can't do this at all?"

Chu Ning was somewhat doubtful whether he had taken the wrong path. Time can be taken away but cannot be given.

"It's time to get out of here."

After thirty years, Chu Ning knew that there was no point in staying here any longer.

Maybe he took the wrong path, or maybe this path is the right one, but it is extremely difficult to walk on, which is why no one in the history of monks chose to take this path.

The law of time is the most difficult law to comprehend among all laws.

The path of the law of time that he took was an extremely special one, so it was normal that he could not complete it in a short period of time.

There is no shortage of geniuses in this world. The world of cultivation has existed for so many years, and I think there must be many powerful Dongxu masters who have had the same thoughts as me, but the predecessors did not succeed, so this road is destined to be difficult.

Chu Ning was not discouraged. The more difficult the road was, the greater the rewards would be if he could succeed in completing it.

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Thinking of Tangshan.

Chu Ning returned to Danshan Sect and went to Tangshan.

Thirty years have passed, and Tangshan is still bare, with no vegetation except for the red plum tree.

"Senior, can I see you?"

Chu Ning stood in front of Hongmei. He was full of respect for this senior Hongmei. If it had not been for this senior Hongmei's final move, he might not have been able to defeat the Demon Queen.

The branches of the red plum tree swayed, and no figure appeared, but a voice came into Chu Ning's ears.

"I can't give you any advice on the path you want to take, but you can go to the Buddha's realm."

Buddha realm?

Chu Ning was not surprised that Senior Hongmei knew the path he was going to take. With Senior Hongmei's strength, he must have heard the conversation between him and Senior Yun. Even if he didn't hear it, he would probably be able to come to such a conclusion just by observing himself.

Chu Ning had some guesses about the identity of Senior Hongmei, but he would not point it out unless the other party revealed it.

No matter what purpose this person has in staying in Nian Tangshan, even if he wants to use me as a pawn in some kind of plan, I have to cooperate with him.

Mentioning the Buddha realm?

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Chu Ning's thoughts were a little dazed, and he thought of the little monk he met in the Hundred Cities area that year.

Nine realms.

Apart from the destroyed virtual world, the most mysterious one is the Buddha world.

Buddhist monks rarely travel in the outside world.

Practitioners from other realms rarely go to the Buddha realm.

“How do I get to the Buddha realm?”

As Chu Ning said this, the branches of the red plum tree swayed again, and one of the branches suddenly pierced into the void.

This stab.

A crack appeared in the void, and the red plum branch was firmly inserted into the crack, not affected by the space crack at all.

The corner of Chu Ning's mouth twitched. He was a little unsure whether this stab by Senior Hongmei had pierced through the space barrier of the Buddha Realm, or had created a space channel leading to the Buddha Realm.

The two appear to have the same result, but their meanings are completely different.

If it is the former, it is just breaking the barrier of one realm, which can be done by any powerful Dongxu master. But if it is the latter, it means that Senior Hongmei can travel back and forth between the nine realms in a single thought.

"Thank you, senior."

Putting his thoughts aside, Chu Ning did not hesitate and took a step forward, stepping into the space crack pierced by the branch. Soon his figure disappeared.

As Chu Ning's figure disappeared, the red plum branches were retracted from the void, the space cracks disappeared, and the sky above Nian Tangshan returned to peace.

Thinking of another peak in Tangshan, Qi Shiyun, who was in retreat, opened her eyes slightly, with a hint of doubt in her eyes, but then she closed them again and whispered, "Is this an illusion?"

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Buddha realm.

Daling Mountain.

Daling Temple.

Ding! Ding! Ding ding ding! Thousands of Buddhist disciples were suddenly surprised to find that the temple bell rang eighteen times.

An unprecedented situation.

Back then, when the Buddhist disciples returned, it was only nine rings.

Eighteen shots! There has never been such a thing since the temple was built.

"Amitabha, a distinguished guest has arrived. The temple is open to welcome him."

As the voice fell, lotus flowers began to grow on the Daling Mountain, like a red carpet that stretched to the bottom of the mountain. The colorful lotus road was the highest welcoming gift of Buddhism.

(End of this chapter)