Chapter 659: Journey to the Buddha Realm

Keep you safe in the coffin shop.

Thirty years passed in a blink of an eye.

The yard was full of sawdust.

Chu Ning stood quietly in the middle of the yard, looking at the sawdust. On each piece of sawdust, there was time energy floating.

It was the power of time stripped from every dead person.

Time represents life and death.

Life is a gift, and death is deprivation.

Most of the powerful people who practice the way of time take the way of deprivation.

The leader of the Nirvana Sect is a replacement of life and death, a completely different path.

But even a talented leader like the leader of the Nirvana Sect did not dare to take the path of time gift, because this path was too difficult.

On the night when Wei Hong was angry to death, Chu Ning used the power of time to revive Wei Hong and wanted to turn back time.

He did it.

Time was turned back, back to before the people from the military department came to tell Wei Hong the false news, but then he found that he could not change the direction.

When time went back, he became a bystander, watching the soldiers from the military department enter Wei Hong's house again, and watching Wei Hong lose his life in a fit of rage.

"Why, what's the problem?"

Chu Ning frowned. At the beginning, he chose to open a pawnshop to trade in the way of time and extract the time traces from those who traded. This was a fair transaction, a transaction recognized by the way of heaven.

Every piece of wood carving condensed the time traces on the trader.

But soon Chu Ning discovered that he could deprive others of the time traces, but he could not give them to others.

Is the road wrong?

The road of time trading was not feasible, so Chu Ning chose to open a coffin shop to feel the way of time passing.

The texture on each coffin represents the life of the deceased before his death. The tortuous texture represents the tortuous life of the deceased before his death, and the smooth texture represents the smoothness of the deceased's life.

From the moment a person is born, he is like a coffin board that has not been carved or polished. The sawdust that falls off is the time that has passed in his life.

In the end, the coffin is formed, and the life comes to an end. The traces of time on the body are scattered like sawdust.

But in the end, he still failed to take that step.

After Wei Hong died, he did not continue to stay in the coffin shop and could not go out. Like an ordinary coffin shopkeeper, he began to contact and socialize with neighbors.

He witnessed the joy of newborns, the peaceful death of the elderly, the struggles and frustrations of young people, and the bits and pieces of the lives of countless ordinary people. These seemingly trivial daily lives are like mirrors, reflecting the different stages and forms of life, which made him think more deeply about time and life and death.

But in the end, there is still a difference.

What is the difference?

Time can deprive a person of his life and bring a life to an end, but it will also give birth to a new life.

Why can't life and death be transformed?

"Did I comprehend it wrongly? Time can't do this at all?"

Chu Ning was somewhat suspicious whether he had taken the wrong path. Time can be taken away but not given.

"It's time to leave here."

After thirty years, Chu Ning knew that it was meaningless to stay here any longer.

Maybe he took the wrong path. Maybe this path is correct, but it is extremely difficult to walk. This is why no one in the history of cultivators has chosen to walk this path.

The way of time is the most difficult law to comprehend among many laws.

And the path of the law of time he took is an extremely special one. It is normal that he couldn't walk through it in a short time.

There is no shortage of geniuses in this world. The cultivation world has existed for so many years. I think there are many powerful cave masters who have had the same thoughts as himself, but the predecessors didn't walk through it, which destined this road to be difficult.

Chu Ning was not frustrated. The more difficult it is to walk, it means that if you can walk through this road, the harvest will be huge.

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Nian Tangshan.

Chu Ning returned to Danshan Sect Nian Tangshan.

Thirty years later, Nian Tangshan is still bare. Except for the red plum, there is no vegetation.

"Senior, can I meet you?"

Chu Ning stood in front of Hongmei. He was full of respect for this senior Hongmei. If it hadn't been for this senior Hongmei's final move, he might not have been able to defeat the Demon Queen.

The branches of the Hongmei tree swayed, and no figure appeared, but a voice came into Chu Ning's ears.

"I can't give you any advice on the path you want to take, but you can go to the Buddha Realm."

Buddha Realm?

Chu Ning was not surprised that this senior Hongmei knew the path he was going to take. With the strength of this senior Hongmei, he must have heard the conversation between him and Senior Yun. Even if he didn't hear it, he was afraid that he could make such a judgment by observing himself.

Chu Ning also had some guesses about the identity of this senior Hongmei, but he would not point it out if the other party didn't say it himself.

No matter what purpose this person had in staying in Nian Tangshan, even if he wanted to use himself as a pawn for some kind of layout, he had to cooperate with him.

Mentioning the Buddha Realm?

Chu Ning was a little confused, thinking of the little monk he had met in the Hundred Cities area.

Nine Realms.

Apart from the destroyed Void Realm, the most mysterious one is the Buddha Realm.

Buddhist cultivators rarely travel in the outer realms.

Cultivators from other realms rarely go to the Buddha Realm.

"How do I get to the Buddha Realm?"

As Chu Ning said this, the branches of the Red Plum Tree swayed again, and a section of the branches suddenly pierced into the void.

This piercing.

A crack appeared in the void, and the red plum branches were firmly inserted into the crack, not affected by the spatial crack at all.

The corner of Chu Ning's mouth twitched, and he was a little unsure whether the thorn of the senior Hongmei pierced the spatial barrier of the Buddha Realm, or whether it pierced a spatial passage leading to the Buddha Realm.

Both seem to have the same result, but have completely different meanings.

If it's the former, just breaking the barrier of one realm can be done by a strong Dongxu person, but if it's the latter, it means that the Hongmei senior can travel back and forth between the nine realms in a single thought.

"Thank you, senior."

Putting away her thoughts, Chu Ning did not hesitate. She stepped into the crack in space pierced by the branches, and soon the figure disappeared.

As Chu Ning's figure disappeared, the red plum branches were retracted from the void, the cracks in the space disappeared, and the sky in Niantang Mountain returned to tranquility.

Thinking of another peak in Tangshan Mountain, Qi Shiyun, who was in retreat, opened her eyes slightly. There was a trace of doubt in her beautiful eyes, but then she closed them again and whispered:

"Is it an illusion?"

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Buddha realm.

Dalingshan.

Daling Temple.

Dang!

Dang!

Dang Dang Dang!

Thousands of Buddhist disciples were suddenly shocked to find that the temple bell rang eighteen times.

An unprecedented situation.

At that time, when the Buddha returned, it was only nine rings.

Eighteen rings!

This has never happened since the temple was built.

"Amitabha, there are distinguished guests arriving. I open the temple to welcome them."

As the voice fell, Daling Mountain was covered with lotus flowers, like a red carpet laid to the bottom of the mountain, a road of colorful lotus flowers. This is the highest welcome gift of Buddhism.