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Chapter 40 Master Dao Yuan

The distance of ten feet passed in the blink of an eye. Kang Long felt that the energy in his Dantian had reached its limit, and his body fell involuntarily.

Although Kang Long was not frightened and smiled bitterly, he could only watch as he fell into the valley, then stepped on the tree crown below, soared all the way from the valley bottom to the cliff, and then managed to reach the All Saints Cave.

Just when he was helplessly making this plan, something strange happened suddenly. Kang Long felt a force coming from his feet. Although this force was small, it could help him slow down when he fell.

Slowly, he used the Xuan Gong energy to fly away again. Just like he was on the river before, relying on the surface of the river. The support of the river surface was limited, but it was enough for him to use.

Kang Long looked at his feet in surprise. With the help of this support, his body had already soared away. The support was actually formed by the clouds rising from the valley!

Kang Long was surprised to find that shortly after he flew out, the clouds and mist in the valley formed a roof-like shape, leading straight from the cliff at the end of the mountain road where he just jumped out, to the Halloween Return on the opposite side.

Cave of Silence.

Such a miraculous change is indeed surprising.

Hui Ji and Huiming both smiled and nodded, folded their hands on their chests, and began to chant the scriptures loudly.

Kanglong finally understood what Huiji had just said. It turned out that the ropeway between existence and non-existence was actually this passage formed by clouds and mist.

The clouds were ever-changing, indeed something between existence and non-existence. Kang Long once again crossed the distance of ten feet, but this time he was prepared. When his feet stepped onto the clouds, his movements became gentle and gentle.

Sure enough, a force of support emerged from the clouds and mist again, and formed under his feet. Kang Long used this strength to jump up again. He kept leaping all the way, and before it was time for a cup of tea, he had reached the other side. With a long laugh, his body

He rose up from the sky and landed steadily in front of the Cave of Silence of All Saints.

"Kang Long, I'm here to pay homage to Master Dogen!" Kang Long stood in front of the cave where all saints died, cupped his hands, and said into the cave in a very peaceful voice.

After a while, there was silence in the cave. Kang Long spoke again in a calm voice. Still no sound came. An ominous premonition arose in Kang Long's heart. Could it be that I was late? Could it be that Master Daoyuan has already arrived?

Pass away?

Now he was depressed. He had come all the way, but he didn't expect such an ending. Kanglong was very upset. He stood at the entrance of the cave, thinking that it was neither possible to enter nor not to enter. He really didn't know how to make a decision.

Suddenly, a warm wind blew out of the silent cave entrance, blowing on Kang Long's body, which lifted Kang Long's spirit. Kang Long's heart moved, and he walked towards the cave where all saints return to silence.

From the outside, the entrance of this cave is not big, and it seems to be naturally formed. But when you walk inside, it is not the case. In front of you is a very large natural stone chamber, and the ground is at least thirty feet from the top of the cave stone chamber.

Left and right. After entering the cave entrance, Kang Long was stunned.

The huge stone wall in front of us was carved into hundreds of huge steps. After the steps of more than 20 feet, countless holes were dug. In each hole, there was a clay sculpture-like Arhat or Arhat sitting cross-legged.

Human bones wrapped in gray cloth.

Kanglong roughly counted them, and there must be at least a thousand. No wonder this place is called the Cave of All Saints' Reincarnation. Presumably the Arhats sitting in the cave must have been eminent Buddhist monks during their lifetimes. As for why some of them are clay sculptures

Some ordinary Arhat statues are just dead bones wrapped in gray cloth. This is related to each person's Buddhist practice. For Buddhist eminent monks, the most important thing is not mystical skills, but the merits of the Buddha's heart. After sitting down,

Whether they turn into dry bones or become immortal Arhats is naturally related to their merits during their lifetime.

Kang Long was deeply shocked by the solemn scene in front of him. An unprecedented enlightenment suddenly arose in his heart. In the Buddhist hall in front of the cave, facing the remains of thousands of deceased monks, he sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes.

With both eyes, he prostrated himself devoutly.

Kang Long suddenly felt that his thoughts were being washed away by water. He found that his thoughts were getting clearer and clearer. Many things that he had not seen clearly or could not understand before were actually revealed in this moment.

, produce enlightenment and understand everything one by one.

Just like what Buddhism calls an epiphany, Kang Long really felt that he seemed to have an epiphany suddenly. Many things flashed through his mind one by one. Suddenly, he seemed to have grasped something, and he had a clear idea of ​​what he wanted to do in the future.

The path we take becomes increasingly clear.

When he opened his eyes again, Kang Long's eyes became much clearer than before, and his whole body's temperament seemed to have undergone some indescribable changes.

At this moment, Kang Long suddenly felt that there was an old and peaceful voice talking in his ear, but he couldn't hear what he was saying clearly. When he turned around to look for it, he saw nothing. Kang Long suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment in his heart and endured it.

He couldn't help but walk step by step toward the cave with the lowest steps.

The lowest level of the cave was also opened on the twenty-foot-high steps. When Kang Long walked up step by step, the voice in his ears suddenly disappeared.

After reaching the twenty-foot-high steps, Kanglong walked to the first entrance of the cave. Sure enough, he saw an old monk with white eyebrows and white beard sitting cross-legged inside. The old monk had a yellowish complexion, was as skinny as a stick, and his legs seemed to be

He had suffered some kind of trauma, and when he sat cross-legged, his body felt like it was about to collapse at any moment, but the expression on his face was very round and at ease, and he didn't seem to be affected at all.

The old monk's face was lifelike, and the wrinkles on his skin seemed to be moving slightly with the warm breeze.

"Master Daoyuan, here I come!" Kang Long sat cross-legged in front of the old monk respectfully, clasped his hands together, and saluted with great piety.

The air in the cave is unusually dry and cool, but outside the cave, it is extremely cold. The wind that occasionally blows through the entrance of the cave is as cold as a bone-scratching knife.

The old monk's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a strange feeling of being seen through from the inside out arose in Kang Long's heart.

The old monk's eyes were all white and without eyeballs, but Kang Long still had a horrifying feeling that all his secrets had been revealed.

The old monk stretched out his bony palm and slowly touched the top of Kang Long's head. Kang Long asked doubtfully: "Master? What are you trying to do?"

The old monk didn't speak. Kanglong suddenly discovered a strange phenomenon. From the moment he entered this cave to the present, although the old monk seemed like a living person, Kanglong never felt the old monk breathing. Even if it was.

Not even taking a breath, Kang Long suddenly felt very ridiculous and weird.

That bony hand, while he was stunned, touched his forehead.

Strangely, what came from this bony hand was a very warm and dry feeling, which made Kang Long's slightly panicked heart gradually calm down.

Kang Long was about to relax and asked again. Although he did not feel Master Daoyuan breathing, he still felt that Master Daoyuan was still alive. He had many questions that he wanted to ask Master Daoyuan, so he planned to ask.

Before he could ask a question, he suddenly felt as if the top of his head had been struck by lightning. Many images flashed up in an instant, and a long nosebleed flowed from his nose unknowingly.


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