Chapter 4249 98 Years

Qingyin Valley has a special meaning for Zitangsu.

Few people know that before the 33-day Black Death Star disaster, the Buddhist sect was just an inconspicuous little sect.

At that time, Zitangsu was just a child.

He followed the ancestor Buddha, slept and slept in the wind, and lived in no fixed place.

One day, he came to a deserted valley.

There, there was nothing but a mountain wall.

He fell asleep under the mountain wall.

Just under this mountain wall, he suddenly realized Buddha in his dream, and the Buddha root skyrocketed, possessing a rare nine-inch Buddha root.

It was also here that he became a Buddha.

After the nine-inch Buddha root, the later difficulty of cracking the Black Death Star came into being.

It is also to commemorate this mountain wall. In the establishment of Shiwaitian, Zitangsu designated this mountain wall as his residence.

In the years when he was a Buddhist son, he had been practicing Buddhism on the cliffs of Qingyin Valley.

This mountain wall in the eyes of the believers has another name in the heart of Zitangsu, the Boundless Buddha Bi.

Whenever he was upset, he would stand in front of this Buddha wall and realize his enlightenment.

Only Zitangsu knew that this Buddhist wall was of extraordinary significance.

Different people, especially those with different Buddha roots, stand in front of this Buddha wall and see very different things.

For those whose roots are less than six inches, the mountain wall in front of them is just an ordinary mountain wall for preaching scriptures.

Those with a Buddha root of more than six inches have different moods, and what they see through this Buddha wall will also be different.

Some people have seen scriptures, some people have seen Dharma doors, some people have seen Buddha images, and some people have seen life and death.

But what he wants to see today is the future.

It's a pity that he watched it all night, but there was still nothing.

Could it be that she really has no chance of rebirth.

The wailing of the silent tower gradually weakened.

The seven-story pagoda has melted three or four layers.

"master……"

Zitangsu was completely indifferent to the small pagoda's begging for mercy.

It's about to dawn.

Zitangsu looked at the immeasurable Buddha wall again, and it was still bright and clean.

Zi Tang's eyes darkened, and Zi Tang Su was about to turn around.

At this moment, a soft light descended from the sky.

That is the rising sun.

The location of Qingyin Valley is the place where the first ray of morning light of Buddhism falls.

That ray of morning light, impartial, fell on the Buddha wall.

The Buddha Wall has quietly changed.

A look of surprise flashed across Zitangsu's eyebrows.

This is……

He stared at the immeasurable Buddha wall.

On the mountain wall, several large characters gradually appeared.

Those big characters gradually became clear, until finally, they became a sentence.

"The sun and the moon compete for glory, and the xinyue coexists."

The sun and the moon compete for glory, and the xinyue coexists... the moon is the lingyue, so Xin?

"It's the little girl called Xin Lin. Master, it's the little girl called Xin Lin."

The Quiet Tower, which has a strong desire to survive, cried out after seeing the words on the Buddha wall.

The purple fire disappeared in an instant.

Only then did the little tower of silence discover that his seven-story tower is still in good condition, and there are no traces of melting.

Ouch, is the master teasing the little tower?

The tower of silence has a lingering expression on his face.

The little master's mother used "Mirror Flower Shuiyue" with one hand, and the master also used Jinghua Shuiyue on herself, which almost scared the little tower to death.

The small pagoda secretly looked at its master, but saw that the master had been staring at the eight characters on the Buddha wall.

Obviously only eight words, but in Zitangsu's view, these eight words are more difficult to comprehend than any Buddhist scriptures Zitangsu has read.

The sun and the moon compete for glory, and the sympathy and the moon coexist.

In front of the Buddha Wall, he just wanted to see the future and her destiny.

Why do these eight characters appear?

"Xinyue coexists..."

The sun and the moon compete for glory, and Xin Lin and Ling Yue coexist.

Does this mean that these two will exist together?

Now Xin Lin is still there, but Ling Yue is no longer there.

In other words, as long as Xin Lin does not die, Ling Yue will not die either.

With that said, Zitangsu's eyes deepened and he caught something.

"Thank you."

A big stone in my heart fell to the ground.

Facing the mountain wall, Zitangsu thanked him in a deep voice.

At this time, the rising sun in the east has already jumped over the horizon, and the entire Qingyin Valley has been illuminated.

The figure of Zitangsu has also disappeared.

"Master, master?"

The tower of silence panicked.

It finally returned to the master's side, how did the master disappear in the blink of an eye?

"Go find her."

There is only a short sentence left for the tower of silence.

The little tower staggered at the foot, and almost didn't cry.

Master, can you speak more clearly?

Who are you talking to?

Looking for a little master?

The little master is dead, and the body cannot be found.

Or go to Xiao Xinlin?

Uuuu, that's hard to find, okay? That kid, with a dark suit, is very difficult to get close to.

But the master's order has been given, how dare the little tower be neglected, despite being extremely reluctant, the little tower can only swoosh and disappear under the sun.

The sun and the moon compete for glory, and the sympathy and the moon coexist.

I don't know when it started, Ye Lingyue's life and death is no longer a matter of Xin Lin alone.

Time flies, and in a flash, more than ninety years have passed.

In the past 90 years, Xin Lin has been searching for the refining method of life and death talismans in the ninety-nine places.

Only when the Life and Death Talisman and Blood Mother Gu exist at the same time, Ling Yue has the chance to be resurrected.

For more than 90 years, Xin Lin would return to Yangquan Temple every other year.

In addition to taking a look at Ling Yue's body, which has been displayed there, she comes to collect blood once a year.

Due to frequent blood collection, more than 90 years have passed, but Xin Lin's appearance has remained the same, only her eyes have changed.

For more than 90 years, she has traveled in the Three Realms, looking for clues to the talisman of life and death.

Just because the life and death talisman first appeared in the Three Realms.

However, there has been no clue.

She is still that small and thin yellow-haired girl.

For these, she never complained at all.

By the ninety-eighth year, only two years had passed since a hundred years.

Xin Lin went to Yangquan Temple again.

"Little girl, are you still not giving up?"

The Yangquan Hall Master lazily looked at Xiao Xinlin.

What a freak, ninety-eight years have passed, even if it is a rock, I am afraid it has already turned into powder in the wind and the sun.

The girl in front of her is still the same as before.

Every year, she would come to Yangquan Temple.

Just to take a look at Ye Lingyue's body.

When she came, she didn't say anything, just sat beside Ye Lingyue's body for an hour silently, as if she was communicating with Ye Lingyue silently.

Nothing in the Yangquan Temple has changed, including Ye Lingyue's body.

But outside the Yangquan Temple and Hongmengtian, everything is no longer needed.

Those broken, left behind in the Ninety-Nine Three Realms Continent, have long been riddled with holes.

It has been ninety-eight years since the birth of New Heaven, and Ye Lingyue has been "dead" for ninety-eight years.