90,000 Years of Longevity

"Ancestor, I have brought things!"

Master Yi Deng, holding the box, said respectfully immediately after seeing in the living room.

Then, seeing some monks standing in the middle of the hall facing Ye Bei, he immediately knew what was going on.

"You all sit down! Ancestor's ability is not what you can imagine..." Yi Deng shouted at the monks, his voice a little cold.

He left on purpose just now.

Originally, he wanted to give these monks an opportunity to discuss Dharma with Ye Bei.

However, judging from the current situation, it did not seem very good.

These monks didn't understand. However, Yi Deng understood very well.

The seemingly young boy in front of him was a person whom even his master and Abbot Taishang highly respected.

"Yes, Master Abbot."

"Yes!"

The majesty of Master Yi Deng was still very powerful among these monks.

Then, those young monks who were finding trouble put their hands together, lowered their heads, and after sweeping over Ye Bei slightly from the corner of their eyes, they walked slowly back towards their respective seats.

"Ancestor, do you need to let them go away?" Seeing everyone quiet, and backed away, Master Yi Deng, holding the box in both hands, said while walking forward.

"No need!" Ye Bei shook his head slightly. Those deep eyes then lightly placed on the wooden box.

The wooden box looked quaint.

But it was so exquisite. 

There were many textures painted on it. There were eagles flying with wings, dragons with spirit beads in their mouths, and some characters from ancient times, faintly containing a mysterious and ancient atmosphere.

"Ancestor, this box has been passed down to each Abbot. Because of curiosity, I have tried many ways to open this box over the years, but in the end, it failed! At this point, Yi Deng is indeed too delusional, so please don't blame this junior."

At this moment, the monks sitting in the living room were also staring at the wooden box.

After hearing the words of Yi Deng, they couldn't help but began to discuss.

"Amitabha Buddha, I have seen this wooden box before! It has always been the treasure of our temple. It can only be preserved by the Abbot himself. No one can touch it without his permission." An older monk said with a trembling voice.

"I have seen this box three times!" Someone also said.

After Yi Deng heard the words of these monks, his face was full of shame, and he dared not even look at Ye Bei.

At the same time, he still did not stop the monks from talking. 

"I also remember that when I saw this box for the first time, Master Abbot wanted to open it and asked us to help. At that time, I found many tools. Everyone tried carefully for several days, but in the end, we still got failed. There is nothing we can do with this box. It is completely a sealed wooden box, but if you shake it hard, you can hear something hitting inside!"

"Amitabha!" Master Yi Deng said softly, "After that time, I believe that there is a true Buddha in this world. The magic of this wooden box cannot be accomplished by human means."

As Master Yi Deng's voice just fell, in the room, another monk stood up.

"When I saw the box for the second time, I remember very clearly that Master Abbot invited the most famous master of unlocking in modern times and tried various methods. Finally, that master came to the conclusion that unless we use violence, if not, there is no other way except that, so that time, nothing could be done after."

As these monks said again and again, Master Yi Deng's complexion became even redder, "This box came from the hands of Abbot Taishang and fell into the hands of my master. During those years, I saw Master staring at the box in a daze, so I always felt I want to see what is hidden in this."

Ye Bei said nothing.

A third monk stepped forward.

"When I saw this box for the third time, all the people in the temple were shocked. On that day, the temple encountered some difficulties. Everyone thought that there might be an answer in the box. So that time, we directly adopted the most violent way, that was to burn it with fire, freeze with ice, even cut with a knife, and finally used a chainsaw and a hammer! But in the end, all the methods we have implemented were all in vain. The wooden box was still intact and undamaged. It's comparable to the hardest metal in the world, it's not right... it's even more terrifying than that metal. This box definitely has the power of gods and Buddhas." The monk who stood up said this with a trace of fear and wonder in his eyes

"Amitabha!"

Master Yi Deng whispered softly in his mouth.

"Ancestor, Master said at the beginning that this box can only be opened by you! For this box, Yi Deng has seen many strange things happen. Once, because of chanting Buddha, I did not go to bed at 3 o'clock in the morning and was awake. When I was standing, I happened to see the wooden box on the bedside faintly emitting a silvery-white light!" Master Yi Deng murmured, "The light was soft and mysterious, but just after three seconds, I fell asleep right away. That day, I saw the Buddha in my dream and talked freely with him."

When saying these words, Yi Deng looked very serious.

But the other monks in the room widened their eyes instantly.

"There is such a thing?"

"Unbelievable... is it possible to meet the Buddha in a dream too?"

"Thinking about it from another angle, it's not surprising. The wooden box itself is an extraordinary thing."

The monks talked quietly.

The sound of Yi Deng continued, "That was the first time. After that time, for three consecutive days, I used to watch until 3 o'clock in the morning, and I could see it every time. But on the fourth day, that strange phenomenon disappeared, and in the dream of the previous day, the Buddha told me to ​​not allow anyone to play with the wooden box again, he just told me to wait with peace of mind."

After talking about this, there was a pause.

Then after seeing Ye Bei was indifferent and there was no wave on his face, he pondered for a second and then said again, "From the fourth day, I decided to seal it in cloth, and then waited until you came. "

In the living room, after some monks who had witnessed it heard this, they nodded one after another, indicating that it was true.

"En." But Ye Bei, who was sitting in front of the table, opened his mouth slightly and let out a soft hum.

Master Yi Deng was relieved after listening.

Although Ye Bei answered in one word, Yi Deng was clear. 

This represented forgiveness.

Ye Bei didn't blame him for the absurd behavior of messing with the wooden box during the previous time.

Yi Deng then placed the wooden box carefully in front of the table.

When the two touched, they made a faint sound.

"Ancestor! Dare to ask, what is it?"

After putting it down, Yi Deng took a step back, folded his hands together, and asked softly.

Ye Bei looked at the wooden box and said softly, "Relic!"

The moment the sound fell, Ye Bei stretched out his hand as an extremely magical scene appeared. The wooden box which was originally placed in front of the table floated directly out of thin air and flew towards Ye Bei's palm.