But there was a shepherd boy riding a cow coming towards us.
Looking at the shepherd boy who looked at him with a childish and curious face, the bald monk pushed the dripping bamboo hat on his head with his fingers and asked casually, "Where is the restaurant?"
"You are a monk and you also drink?" The shepherd boy looked at the bald monk who was a few years older than him in surprise, but then he saw the two pedestrians behind him clearly and he immediately laughed, "Are you asking for them?"
The bald monk was in a heavy mood at this time and was too lazy to say anything, so he just nodded.
The shepherd boy pointed towards a village on the left behind him from a distance and said, "It's called Xinghua Village, and there are many restaurants there."
The bald monk casually pointed out something and dropped it on the back of the cow in front of the shepherd boy, and then walked towards the village without saying anything.
The shepherd boy on the back of the cow screamed in surprise and almost fell off the back of the cow.
The thing that fell on the back of the cow in front of him was golden and heavy. Was it not a gold nugget the size of an egg?
The shepherd boy looked at the bald monk and the two drunkard-looking men walking behind him in disbelief. He wanted to call out to the bald monk, but there was a faint voice in his ears, "I am destined to be yours."
Yours, since you meet me, is your life, so you should keep it well."
The bald monk entered the village where the aroma of wine was constantly exuding in the air.
There are indeed many almond trees and wine cellars in this village.
The steaming and humid air is like fresh wine, exuding a dizzying aroma.
If the people who entered this village were Lu Shenliang and Wang Li, they might make them complain again.
Because in this village called Xinghua Village, the wine flags and archways hanging outside actually say "Wangjia Shaofang", "Hengchang Shaofang", "Chengyi Shaofang", "Ronghe Shaofang", etc.
wait.
This is naturally the bad taste of a certain map designer.
The bald monk did not know all about the old times, but the completely different and timeless flavor of this village from other naturally evolved villages along the way still made him feel the traces of man-made carvings everywhere.
This should be the scene that existed when the world of cultivation was first designed. The original law of vitality in the world of cultivation allowed this place to be completely preserved and lasted for tens of thousands of years.
Facing this village full of traces of man-made carvings and protection by laws, the bald monk fell into complete silence again.
He couldn't find any traces related to himself.
In his memory, it seemed that he should have been active in this village since he had memories of his childhood, which meant that he should have been born in a village nearby.
However, when he came to the place where his memory first began, he walked through the villages along the way, but could not find any trace of his existence.
Especially at this time, when he entered this village that clearly bore the traces and vitality attributes of the original construction of the world of cultivation, he even felt a strange and out-of-place atmosphere.
This smell is very unfamiliar.
The strangeness is not only that based on his current cultivation level, he can be sure that he has never had any contact with this place, which means that his birthplace is definitely not near this village, and he has definitely not been close to or entered this village.
What's strange is that he feels that his own memories have also become strange.
Not only did he begin to suspect that there was something wrong with his memory, or that his memory was not his real memory, he even doubted whether he belonged to this world because he was incompatible with the original aura of this world of cultivation.
…
This bald monk could not find any trace of his existence in this world. On the contrary, when Shen Kongtan returned to Jiuxiang Bridge, all his eyes could see traces of her existence.
She and Shen Qingdan had just returned to Jiuxiang Bridge, and any resident monk who saw her in Jiuxiang Bridge immediately greeted her enthusiastically.
The resident monks in Jiuxiang Bridge did not realize that she had been gone for a long time. When she appeared in Jiuxiang Bridge, all the resident monks in Jiuxiang Bridge just thought that she had just walked out of the door of the shop.
When she returned to her shop, one of the waiters in the shop seemed to think that she had just walked out for a while.
Everything she looked at was extremely familiar, and the only thing that seemed a little strange was herself.
But when she looked at the iron wind chimes she made and hung under the eaves, and the flower pots she made out of some stone skins, her brows gradually wrinkled.
"how?"
Mu Qingdan quickly felt something strange about her.
"My character doesn't seem to contain this kind of personality and creativity." Shen Konglan frowned deeply, looking at the little things he made, and said.
Mu Qingdan immediately frowned deeply.
He knew the problem was serious.
Before the World Destruction War, players had a variety of identity choices when entering the world of cultivation. Most of them were ordinary players who fought monsters and upgraded in this world of cultivation, becoming powerful men who could move the wind and rain. However, there were also many players who chose to join the world of cultivation. In it, you become the same character as various NPCs, living different lives or hiding in the world.
But if after entering this world of cultivation, you choose to seal the memory in the main world, if you purely accept the character of this npc, then what this player will show is the character and character of this npc. If this npc The setting is that he doesn't like doing these little things, so unless the player's autonomous consciousness awakens in this NPC, he will never do such a thing.
But obviously, these little things in this shop haven't been made for a long time, which means that Shen Kongyan has been making these little things from time to time before he awakened.
This is completely against common sense.
Shen Kongwang looked at those little things in silence for a long time. Suddenly, as if she thought of something important, she walked towards the second floor of the backyard of the small shop.
There is a quiet room on the second floor of the backyard where she usually rests and practices.
There is a bamboo bookshelf on the east wall of this quiet room. There are some ordinary books on the bookshelf, as well as some account books and the like.
Shen Konghu took out a scroll from it, and unfolded it to reveal a silk painting.
Mu Qingdan frowned slightly and looked at it. This was a very ordinary painting, but the content of the painting was very strange. It showed a monk knocking down a mandala made of colored sand.
Shen Kongwang looked at the painting solemnly for a long time.
She became more and more certain that there seemed to be something very wrong with this painting, and it seemed to have a special revelatory power for her.
"Your knowledge in the world of cultivation is far better than mine. I wonder if you can give me some hints." She slowly raised her head, looked at Mu Qingdan who was staring at the painting, and said, "The content of this painting is What exactly is it?”
"What is the content of the painting itself?" Mu Qingdan was slightly startled, but he unconsciously shook his head slowly in the next moment and said: "The monk in this painting is a monk from the Buddhist sect. Looking at the style of the overthrown mandala, It should be the Kalachakra mandala of the Buddha. Logically speaking, this should be the array arrangement for the Kalachakra initiation ceremony. This kind of initiation ceremony of the Buddha can be performed by the power of the Buddha with the help of unique methods. With the power of the formation, some esoteric insights are given to all the monks present through unique spiritual power. This is like helping some monks who are not strong enough to comprehend collectively to achieve enlightenment. Of course, how much they can comprehend depends on the participants. The monks have different qualifications. It’s just that I haven’t seen what happened after this Dharma assembly in the records, and I don’t know what the monk meant by knocking down the mandala.”
"Kalachakra Initiation Ceremony?" Shen Kongli didn't think she had ever heard such a word, but the strange thing was that when she repeated such a sentence, there seemed to be some unique enlightenment in her body. A clear space suddenly appeared in her mind, as if a thinking space that did not originally belong to her appeared.
She took a deep breath and said with a strange expression: "Wheel of Time."
"Wheel of Time?" Mu Qingdan looked at her, "What do you mean?"
"A documentary from long ago in the old days records that after the great Buddha spent countless efforts and painstaking efforts to build an exquisite mandala, he personally knocked it down and turned it into a pile of loose sand." Shen Konghuan. Her state of mind fluctuated a bit, and she said as calmly as possible: "This process is the Zen state in which the great Buddhist masters pursue spiritual sublimation. Its significance can only be understood by the great masters of the Buddhist sect who are in it."
Mu Qingdan was even more puzzled.
Shen Konghuan continued: "It was indeed a Kalachakra initiation ceremony. The content of that ceremony was to convey peace and compassion. In particular, the power of the spell was to make the participating monks have a certain understanding of cause and effect. understand."
"Cause and effect?" Mu Qingdan intuitively felt that this was the point.
Shen Konglan looked at him, nodded slowly, and said: "Buddhism believes that all laws are created or destroyed according to the principle of cause and effect. Causes can arise, and effects are produced. Moreover, if there is a cause, there must be an effect, and if there is an effect, There must be a cause. Causes produce effects, and cause and effect are inevitable. In the old days, even with the level of science and technology, there were still many unexplainable phenomena. Many top scientists even suspected that many of the Buddhist sayings were representatives of A more high-tech explanation.”
"Does this have anything special to do with your stay at Jiuxiang Bridge?" Mu Qingdan looked at her, "Is it related to cause and effect?"
"I may have found the answer." Shen Kongyan smiled bitterly and said: "Beyond scientific knowledge means powerful. If cause and effect can be used as a weapon, it is the most terrifying weapon that is invisible and intangible. This kind of weapon is called the law of cause and effect weapon. If this kind of weapon is really successful, even if the specific principle is not known, as long as it exists, it will cover the power of time and space that all scientists in the old era cannot fully analyze, and will cover the future. The mysterious truth that happens but already has inevitability.”