Chapter 413 Buddha
The number one person in the world on Mount Zhongnan.
Li Chengming's heart was shaken. Is this really the person?
In fact, when his master Dao Ba mentioned the name of that person, which few people didn't know, Li Chengming had already guessed the person's identity.
After all, in the mythological era, the only people that everyone knows are those who stand at the pinnacle of the mythological era.
Such as the ancient sun god Ra in the West, the big monster on the other side of the ocean, the Nordic and Greek gods who had just fought with the ancient sun god Ra in the West, the real dragon that escaped from Dayu's Locking Dragon Well in Shuntian Prefecture, and the number one man in the world.
These are the people who truly stand at the pinnacle of this era. Of course, we may also have to include the Heavenly Emperor from eight hundred years ago. However, it is said that the Heavenly Emperor has recently been exiled to the wilderness by the number one man in the world.
Then the only person who could appear in Ming Dynasty now is the number one person in the world.
Li Chengming couldn't help but recall the person's appearance, but at this moment he found that he could not remember what the person looked like no matter what.
Li Chengming couldn't help but frowned.
According to legend, when one's cultivation reaches a certain level, one will completely disappear from the long river of time and space. They do not exist in the past, nor in the future, but only truly exist at the moment when things happen now.
It is such a being that the world cannot possibly remember the appearance of it.
Li Chengming originally thought that this was just a legend, but now it seems that it really exists, and the number one person in the world on Mount Zhongnan has reached this level.
"Jumping out of the long river of time, what kind of realm is this?"
Li Chengming sat in front of the vermilion coffin, muttering to himself.
"You can't remember what he looks like?" The burly Dao Ba looked at Li Chengming in front of him and said slowly.
Dao Ba is Li Chengming's master. The first batch of people who achieved Nirvana were taught by those people who followed the black-robed prime minister back then.
Li Chengming was also among them, but his progress was the slowest. At that time, those people had basically reached the third step, but Li Chengming was still at the peak of the second step.
Li Chengming shook his head and said:
"I can't remember. I know what happened in the past, but whenever I recall his appearance, it always becomes blurry."
"It's like he never existed during that time."
Dao Ba paused for a moment before slowly saying:
"When your uncle and uncle and I were still practicing Taoism with the Prime Minister in Black, I once heard him say that jumping out of the river of time is something that only a Heavenly Venerable can do."
Dao Ba's eyes were filled with memories. At that time, he was just a small Taoist priest, but now eight hundred years have passed.
The world has changed dramatically, time has turned to ashes, and that's all there is to it.
Time always flies.
Dao Ba thought of this and said with a look of vicissitudes in his eyes: "But at that time we didn't know what Tianzun was. Now, that person might be even more powerful than Tianzun. It's your fate that you can meet him. I can feel that your aura has condensed a lot."
Li Chengming had heard of the word Tianzun.
Tianzun, an existence on par with the Human Emperor, is the highest peak pursued by countless cultivators.
According to legend, the existence that intimidates all races in the wilderness and stands at the top of all races in the heavens is Tianzun.
Is that person actually a Heavenly Lord?
At this moment, Li Chengming finally understood why the strange existence in the vermilion coffin would crawl back into the coffin in front of that person.
It turns out that these strange creatures can also be afraid.
"That one taught me something about curses on the train."
Speaking of this, Li Chengming couldn't help but recall the strange scene in his mind. That was the scene where the man in black made this strange corpse show the origin of the curse.
That strange existence was in front of that person, and it was impossible to tell that the corpse was such a strange existence.
If Li Chengming had not been beaten against the wall by the two corpses before, he would have thought that the corpses were just skeletons for exhibition.
After taking a deep breath, Li Chengming raised his head and looked at his master and said:
"Why did that person come down the mountain?"
Dao Ba smiled and said, "How should I know this?"
"Perhaps he has stayed in the mountain for too long and wants to go down for a walk. I cannot guess what a being of that level is thinking. I advise you not to think too much about it."
"Every thought will be known."
Li Chengming closed his mouth after hearing that.
All thoughts will be known. What kind of state is this?
Even though Li Chengming had read many mysterious files, he still could not imagine such a realm.
………
At about one o'clock in the afternoon, the train slowly started to move.
It was not until it left Chang'an Station that the train station gradually became lively, and the commander at the train station also breathed a sigh of relief.
Wen Zhengming was still sitting by the window, but the train was much quieter. However, many people were looking at Wen Zhengming.
Everyone knew that it was this person who resolved the strange incident last night.
Lin Xu was one of them. Even though he had recovered to normal now, he was still in the fifteenth carriage. He did not dare to return to the fifth carriage.
This is true even if the matter is resolved.
Wen Zhengming could feel everyone's gazes. He looked at the scenery outside for a while and said:
"I originally wanted to take the bus to Binhai, but now I am not only uncomfortable in this bus, but you are also uncomfortable."
The little girl tilted her head and looked at Wen Zhengming, somewhat confused.
Wen Zhengming looked down at her and said, "Little one, do you want to learn magic?"
“Yes!”
The little girl said with a smile, as if she had forgotten what happened last night.
Wen Zhengming smiled and said, "Then I'll give you something. If you study hard, you might become a great magician."
"OK!"
The little girl's big eyes blinked.
Wen Zhengming stretched out his hand and touched the girl's forehead. The girl fell asleep the next moment. Wen Zhengming handed her to her mother Li Shu and gave her the final instructions:
"I have already given her the things. I hope she can cultivate to a higher level."
Wen Zhengming stood up, glanced at the scenery outside the window that was still passing by, and said:
"I should leave too. That Buddha is quite interesting. I want to go and take a look."
After saying this, before the little girl's mother Li Shu could ask who the Buddha was, Wen Zhengming had already disappeared on the train.
The train was still speeding across the vast land. Wen Zhengming stood by the road, quietly watching the train passing by him, and smiled gently.
Between the high sky and the vast earth, he walked alone towards the east.
He had already seen where the Buddha was.
This vast world is just under the nose of him, the mastermind behind the scenes.
If Wen Zhengming really wants to find someone, then no one can escape his sight.
………
In Jiangyin, in an old house with uneven tiles, a drizzle fell, and the rain slowly flowed down the gaps between the tiles and dripped onto the ground.
In the courtyard, a bald man in a Tang suit and sunglasses held two steel balls in his hands that kept spinning like a rotating yin-yang fish.
His figure was tall and straight, as straight as a pine tree.
Amid the sound of falling rain, the two steel balls in the bald man's hands suddenly stopped. He glanced at the man next to him and said:
"Last night, news came out that Nirvana appeared at Chang'an Railway Station. At the same time, my goods arrived in Chang'an last night."
The bald man spoke slowly, his voice was very attractive, but full of oppression.
After saying this, the bald man walked up to the man next to him, leaned over and said:
"Now Brother Huangshi has lost contact."
"Do you know what this means?"
"That thing is lost."
The bald man raised his body, looked at the man, and said in a cold voice:
"I have reminded you countless times that my goods must not be lost no matter what. If they are lost, the consequences will be severe, but you don't seem to take it to heart."
The bald man glanced at the man and said:
"Wang Qiwen, I remember the goods were supposed to be delivered this time, why was it delivered by the Huang brothers in the end?"
The man called Wang Qiwen lowered his head and didn't even dare to look at the bald man in the Tang suit. He whispered: "I... I had something urgent to do, so I switched with... with them."
"Something urgent?"
The two steel balls in the hands of the bald man in Tang suit began to spin again.
"What a sudden emergency! Is there anything more important than my goods?"
"Even your life is worthless to me."
Before he could finish his words, the bald man in Tang suit kicked out.
"boom!"
Wang Qiwen flew more than ten feet and hit the stone slab of the ancient house, causing it to crack into pieces and blood to flow.
But Wang Qiwen didn't dare to resist at all.
"Buddha... am I wrong?"
"Wrong?"
At this time, the bald man in Tang suit put down his kick and sneered:
"Just one wrong sentence?"
"It seems that I have been too kind to you."
"Do you know what will happen if I lose my goods?"
In the entire ancient house, dozens of people knelt on the ground. They were all similar in physique to the Huangshi brothers and were extremely burly.
However, at this moment, the whole room was eerily quiet.
Wang Qiwen endured the severe injuries on his body, knelt on the ground, and replied:
"Destroy the whole family, and torture them to death!"
"It seems you haven't forgotten everything yet."
The steel ball in the Buddha's hand kept spinning, and he said coldly:
"Well, I'll give you one chance, you go ahead and do it. Those two may be dead, but rules are rules, and no one can break them. Otherwise, how can I bring in new people? Don't you agree?"
"Yes, Master Buddha is right."
Wang Qiwen lowered his head very low, as if he was afraid that the Buddha would change his mind.
Having worked under Master Buddha for such a long time, he naturally knew how cruel Master Buddha's methods were.
That is the real situation of being unable to live or die.
He didn't want to try.
He is timid and afraid of death and pain.
In the old house, for a moment, the only sounds were the sound of dripping rain and the sound of the steel ball spinning.
"It's a pity for that corpse. It's a real treasure. If it were sold on the Jiangyin black market, it would be extremely expensive. It really makes me sad just thinking about it."
The Buddha looked at the dripping rain and sighed:
"Okay, let's go. I have to entertain a guest later. The old servant will stay here."
………
An hour later, the drizzle had stopped, but the air was still filled with a moist scent.
The bald man in Tang suit was still standing under the eaves, seemingly waiting for something.
At this time, in the ancient house, those burly men had disappeared. Apart from the Buddha, there was only an old man with a hunchback wiping the table.
But soon a third person appeared in the old house. He was a man in a gray shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. The exposed skin was covered with tattoos, giving off an evil vibe.
With a cigarette in his right hand, the man raised his hand, took a deep puff of the cigarette, and then blew out smoke rings.
"Master Buddha, why did you come to me this time?"
The steel ball in the Buddha's hand paused for a moment, then began to rotate in the opposite direction.
"I want to find out where a coffin went."
The man who came in raised his head when he heard this and said in a cold voice: "The coffin that was looted from Chang'an City?"
"Yes."
The Buddha nodded.
"Is that your stuff?"
The evil man who came in sneered:
"You should know that it was Nirvana who took it away. Do you want me to check on Nirvana?"
The Buddha did not answer his question. Instead, he walked into the courtyard, looked directly at the man and said, "Nirvana, do you mind?"
The tattooed man suddenly laughed.
"That depends on the price you offer."
"Guaranteed to satisfy you at a satisfactory price."
As the Buddha's voice rang out, the hunchbacked old man took out a roll of bamboo slips from his sleeve and placed it on the table.
The tattooed man looked up at the bamboo slips and asked, "What is this?"
The steel ball in the Buddha's hand suddenly stopped.
"This is the second half of your evil Taoist's "Evil Scripture", the method of controlling the devil with the heart of Tao."
The evil Taoist priest who was full of hearing the voice took a deep look at the bamboo slips and said slowly: "It seems that the Buddha is sincere enough. This deal can be done."
"After the thing was taken down, it was taken over by Li Chengming, the leader of the Nirvana Squad, and escorted to Shuntian Prefecture. Its current location has not been determined."
"Do you want the route, or the hiding place?"
The Buddha said firmly:
"route!"
The evil man said without hesitation: "I'll give you the route tonight, and this thing..."
"I'll give it to you after I confirm the news."
"good!"
The evil man turned around and left the next moment.
Once again, only the Buddha and the old servant were left in the courtyard.
The old servant then slowly asked, "Is it worth it?"
The Buddha turned his back to the old servant and said:
“That thing is worth the price.”
“But Nirvana is not to be trifled with.”
The old servant advised.
Upon hearing this, the Buddha sneered and said, "If I don't provoke them, won't they come to me?"
"After the big pit incident in the Northeast, they had been targeting me for a long time."
"After this incident, they will only keep a closer eye on me."
"well!"
The old servant sighed deeply, but did not try to persuade the Buddha again.
At this time, sporadic drizzle fell again, and the drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River was as soft as butter.
(End of this chapter)
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