The auctions were coming to an end, and Tang Lin bought a lot of precious materials. Even if the refining failed, he was still able to assemble a set of flags and flag plates, which allowed him to set up formations.
The final treasure of the auction, the Ten Thousand Years Carved Shanghua, was finally purchased by Senior Brother Qian next to Tang Lin after fierce competition.
This little flower was actually sold for a high price of more than 90 million spirit stones. With Tang Lin's background, everyone was secretly surprised. You must know that most strong people in the Shackle Realm who have lost everything may not be able to collect 30 million spirit stones.
However, when he saw Senior Brother Qian calling out the price with a heartbroken look on his face, Tang Lin also guessed that it was probably the majority of this Senior Brother's property. After all, he was a disciple of Buddha. He had been practicing for endless years and his savings were still very strong.
Tang Lin did not bid, not to mention that he did not have a strong enough flame in his hand to smelt this ten thousand-year-old carved flower. Even if he did, the semi-immortal weapon used to refine it would not attract him. After all, he It has two immortal weapons, the Xuan Mu Gate is used for offense, and the Wuqing Immortal Mansion is used for defense, which is enough.
After the auction, Tang Lin and Senior Brother Qian separated, each went to buy some auxiliary materials, and then returned to the mountain gate together.
Tang Lin handed the materials to Senior Brother Qian and asked him to help refine several flags and flag plates. If he wanted to arrange the formation, the flags and flag plates alone were not enough. He also needed the formation method, so Tang Lin was not worried. , this senior brother will notice something strange.
After doing this, Tang Lin lived in Buddhism, waiting for news of the opening of the gate to the Immortal Realm, while studying the secrets in the Mahavairocana Sutra.
Time passes.
Ten years passed in a blur.
For Tang Lin, who is immersed in cultivation, ten years have been like a day. In the past ten years, he has read the Mahavairocana Sutra, the highest secret book of Buddhism. The various magical powers recorded in it are so extensive and profound that the small magical powers alone are There are tens of thousands of kinds, such as Heavenly Eyes, Heavenly Ears, Six Fingers and so on.
On this day, Buddha suddenly summoned Tang Lin through sound transmission.
When Tang Lin came to the inner hall of the Randen Ancient Buddha, he saw a spacious courtyard blooming with colorful rays of light. It was filled with a strong fairy spirit, like white mist clouds, floating in the courtyard.
When Tang Lin came in, he didn't know why, but he was suddenly filled with tension, as if something had sprouted.
Before he could salute the Buddha, he smelled a familiar faint fragrance. It floated from the water next to the pool. At the same time, a smoky golden glow bloomed there. There was a vague human figure faintly hidden in the depth of the glow. From a sitting position, slowly stand up and stretch your arms.
That familiar figure...
Tang Lin's mind suddenly went blank, and everything in front of him disappeared. Only the graceful figure shrouded in the golden glow slowly stood up from a nine-leaf lotus platform and stretched out his arms happily.
The person who is engraved deep in my memory...
A surge of heat surged up in Tang Lin's throat. It was as if he was blocked. He could not say a thousand words for a while. After a long time, he shouted out one word in a daze: "Sister——"
The graceful figure on the lotus platform sensed the sound and turned to look at Tang Lin. As the golden glow gradually dissipated, a clear and beautiful face was revealed in the mist, and her clear eyes were filled with curiosity. It fell on Tang Lin.
"Who are you?" She said with a bit of curiosity and innocence, tilting her head.
In an instant, Tang Lin's heart seemed to sink deeply and he fell into the bottom of an abyss.
The familiar person seemed to be engraved in my heart. He stood in front of him and asked curiously: "Who are you?"
Who are you……
Tang Lin's throat seemed to be dry and his heart had been hollowed out. Only this sentence was left in his ears: Who are you?
The voice of Tianyin Buddha came from the side: "Now she has been resurrected. According to what was said at the beginning, after the resurrection, she will restore the memory before reincarnation. It was an experience. If you want to try to awaken this memory of her, then
Her cultivation may be in vain."
Tang Lin bit his lip slightly and lowered his head. All he could see was the small patch of land in front of his feet.
After a long time, he said: "I know." When he said these words, his voice was hoarse and hoarse, as if his throat had been cut open by a saw.
Buddha Tianyin sighed softly and said: "If conditions arise and conditions perish, everything is empty, so you don't have to be too persistent."
Tang Lin nodded silently.
The beautiful woman on the lotus platform landed beside the Buddha, bowed Yingying, and said plainly: "I have met the master."
The Buddha smiled slightly and said kindly: "From now on, you will be in charge of the Randen Ancient Buddhist Hall, and I will appoint you as the hall master!"
The Qingli woman was startled, and then said in surprise: "Thank you, Master."
Buddha glanced at Tang Lin next to him, sighed softly, and said to Qingli woman: "Xiao Ling, this is my lay disciple. He doesn't have a Buddha name, so you can just call him Tang Lin."
The beautiful woman looked at Tang Lin curiously and said, "Tang Lin?" Her beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if she was thinking.
Seeing this scene, Tang Lin's heart moved and he couldn't help but look at her expectantly.
After a while, the Qingli woman nodded and smiled and said, "That's a nice name. This is the first time we meet. My name is Cai Ling."
A trace of disappointment flashed in Tang Lin's eyes, he forced a smile, and said: "Please give me your advice in the future, I'll take my leave first." After that, he left the back hall directly.
After waiting for a hundred years, Tang Lin felt happy to finally see his second sister resurrected, but seeing his second sister standing in front of him like this, with those familiar features, vaguely reminded him of when he was a child, together with his elder brother Tang Long, the three of them secretly went to a neighbor's house to steal something.
Finished thing.
But, she no longer remembers...
Tang Lin felt a little inexplicably sad, but in general, it was a good thing that the second sister was resurrected, and he should gradually get used to the other party's strange eyes in the future.
He did not return to his place of residence, but absent-mindedly walked to a peak and looked at the sea of clouds in the distance. His thoughts were ups and downs, and a white figure suddenly flashed in his mind, beautiful and elegant.
"Ninth Princess..."
Tang Lin looked into the distance silently. A hundred years had passed, and the shadow of the deep memory seemed to have faded a lot.
He couldn't help but think that he had made a promise a hundred years ago to forget this woman unless the sun and moon were reversed and the person was resurrected from the dead!
The resurrection of the second sister Tang Xiaofeng gave Tang Lin a lot of impact and insights. He silently looked into the distance, where the clouds and mist covered the sky.
"The past is like smoke..."
After a long time, Tang Lin murmured, and the confused look in his eyes disappeared, revealing unprecedented clarity.
He grasped it with his palm, and his energy condensed into a sword.
One lift, one stroke, one diagonal stab, one spin.
His body seemed to merge with the breeze, and his sword skills danced freely. The movements and trajectory of each sword could be seen. But if you look at it from a distance, you will find that each sword brings a series of afterimages, like a dream.