90,000 Years of Longevity

"Ancestor!" Yi Deng looked dull, opened his mouth, and muttered in a low voice.

The sight in front of him made his eyes widened.

He saw Ye Bei take the first step. When his foot fell, the surrounding scene changed at a speed visible to the naked eye with the sole of Ye Bei's foot as the center.

The weeds disappeared. Replaced by a clean, tidy ground.

Those benches which were arranged in order suddenly became brand new.

"Unbelievable, everything is revived? Is this the mythical 'one thought, flowers bloom' in Buddhism?" Yi Deng said foolishly. Crimson color also began to fill up in those eyes.

Then, he saw Ye Bei take the second step.

The scene in the yard had changed again!

Two huge bronze tripods appeared on both sides of the barren and empty courtyard.

Sandalwood was burning. White smoke was also constantly floating towards the sky.

The air was gradually filled with a light fragrance.

Yi Deng's body trembled more and more severely. Those eyes stared straight at Ye Bei's back.

Wearing a white robe.

Standing with his hands behind his back.

Black hair flying. 

Untouched by the world, and by the mortals.

"Ancestor, you... could it be that you are Master Wood Spirit?"

In the end, a shocking secret seemed to appear in his mind. He opened his mouth and exclaimed, his voice trembling slightly.

Ye Bei did not answer.

He took the third step...

After this step went down.

Master Yi Deng who followed clearly saw a layer of silver-white ripples, like a stone thrown on a calm lake, showing the shape of water waves, spreading magically under Ye Bei's feet.

"Subhuti, what do you think? Would the grains of sand in all those Ganges Rivers be many? Does the Tathagata have the flesh eyes?"

"So it is, World-Honored One. The Tathagata has the flesh eyes."

"Subhuti, what do you think? Does the Tathagata have the heavenly eye?"

"So it is, World-Honored One. The Tathagata has the heavenly eye."

Immediately after that, the entire ruined temple began to change rapidly, almost in the blink of an eye, everything here became brand new and full of vitality, and at the same time, Buddhist scriptures were recited. The age of prosperity was prosperous, and the incense was flourishing.

"Vision..." Yi Deng looked dull and said, "No, this is not a vision, this is the real Dharma. Like a god, like a Buddha, this is dominant power!"

When he said this, Yi Deng's eyes gradually filled with fanaticism.

The scene that he had seen here today would definitely affect him for a lifetime.

Even at this moment, Master Yi Deng's heart had undergone tremendous changes. Perhaps, he thought that he was powerful before since he could bear the title of Master, had great wisdom, and was able to solve the doubts of secular people.

But now, when he saw Ye Bei ahead, he only felt that he was extremely small. 

"This is the real Lingshan Temple." When Yi Deng's inner activity was intense, Ye Bei spoke lightly.

Ugh…

Yi Deng was startled.

This sentence seemed to have a kind of magic power, which made him calm down immediately.

Yes…

He was clearly in the living room of Soaring Cloud Temple just now. But the moment he walked out of the door, the environment had completely changed.

And the current situation was actually the same as previously…

"Ancestor, it's Yi Deng who is too abrupt! This Lingshan Temple, it is Yi Deng's first time coming in. In the past, I only brought people to the door and waited there, so naturally, there are many things that I don't understand."

Yi Deng put his hands together and said softly.

When talking, he withdrew his attention and focused all his eyes on the end of the courtyard.

At the end was an old house.

There were people moving inside the house.

"Let's go!" Ye Bei also glanced at that place, then spoke calmly.

Squeak!

As soon as his voice fell, the door of the house opened with a creak.

The moment the door was opened, a strong smell of meat floated from it.

When Ye Bei saw this, his eyes were indifferent. He was already prepared for the situation before him.

But Yi Deng behind…. His state of mind that finally calmed down completely collapsed at this moment instead.

Even his body retreated several steps. Then he rubbed his eyes vigorously.

"Are they really monks? Why do they eat meat here?" This shock was somewhat on another level.

In front of him, there was a lobby.

A rectangular wooden table was placed in the lobby.

At the table, three people were sitting.

Two of them were wearing shabby gray robes, and they were probably in their forties or fifty.

The other person was wearing a brand new golden robe... with short hair and a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck. He looked less than twenty and had a playful face.

In addition, he held a roasted chicken leg in one hand, while his other hand was holding a pork trotter.

His hands were oily. The corners of his mouth were even more full of meat.

This appearance was completely different from the image of a monk.

If it wasn't because it was Lingshan Temple...

If it weren't for Ye Bei who was standing ahead.

After Yi Deng saw this situation, he would definitely swear and be heartbroken, but now, he could only try to stay calm and try hard to accept the current situation.

"Huh! You are here again...?"

In the hall, the young man was eating happily. Then, after seeing the door opened, he tilted his head and saw Ye Bei, his eyes lit up, and then he threw the meat in his hands on the table, his voice seemed to contain a lot of surprises.

"Who is he?"

"Today, there is obviously no guide, and there is no notice too, why did you both come here? Also, how did both of you open the gate of the temple... this is obviously in another small dimension."

At the table, the other two middle-aged monks frowned, looking at Ye Bei and Yi Deng unkindly.

"Wood Spirit!" Ye Bei ignored the two. Then he said calmly and softly.

Behind, Yi Deng was shocked.

"This little wine and meat monk is really Master Wood Spirit – Mu Ling?" A bunch of question marks appeared in Yi Deng's mind.

These decades, after learning about the existence of Master Wood Spirit, Yi Deng often wondered what kind of existence it was!

In his imagination, he only imagined whether it was an old man with white hair fluttering and dying? Or an immortal who did not touch the world, only sitting idly on cloud and wild crane? Or a foolish old man with great wisdom?

Yi Deng thought about a lot of images but never thought about the scene in front of him. According to the rumors, Master Wood Spirit's Dharma was profound. Countless people sought relationships and dream of seeing Master Wood Spirit. But who would have thought that the real Master Wood Spirit seemed to be only in his twenties, and even had short hair at that?

"Sir, why are you here this time?"

Wood Spirit who stood up, without so many rules, wiped a hand on his mouth with his sleeves, and then stood on the threshold of the room with his hands on his hips, but when he spoke, he was still respectful towards Ye Bei.

"In about twenty-eight days, there will be big things happening in Leshan County." Ye Bei leisurely spoke.

When this sentence fell, the scene was extremely silent for an instant.

The air had become a bit cold.

Only after a long time did Wood Spirit answered, "Do you intend to take the shot?"