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Qian Xiaosheng stopped, and the two of them looked at each other with a distance of three meters.

Brothers, reunion after a long absence.

The two of them just watched.

Suddenly, they burst out laughing.

"It's not just long time no see, haha!" Qian Xiaosheng waved his hand, and immediately, in this boundless wilderness, a wooden pavilion appeared, in which were placed two large altars of wine.

The two came to the jar tacitly. They didn't use bowls or cups, but directly used the wine jar, touched each other, and drank heavily.

"Yan Wang, these years, do you know how much my brothers miss you, and where have you been?" Qian Xiaosheng asked drunkenly.

"I haven't gone anywhere, I've been retreating for more than 30 years." Li Xiao was also a little drunk, "How have you been these years?"

"Fortunately, the underworld and the Qian clan joined forces, and with the official support of Huaxia, the Qian family has become more and more prosperous these years, and I have taken twenty or thirty wives. Although the wives are not as beautiful as yours, they still live a good life. .”

Qian Xiaosheng and Li Xiao put their shoulders together, talking quietly about his development over the years.

After finishing speaking, he asked Li Xiao, "Brother Xiao, do you still remember our wish back then?"

"You mean, become a saint and become an ancestor?" Li Xiao asked with a smile.

"Yes." Qian Xiaosheng nodded, "I still remember that time, when you and I just met, when we were young, we vowed to become saints and ancestors in the future, to become people like Li Er and Sakyamuni."

"That's right." Li Xiao nodded, "I was bragging back then, but I don't know how difficult the road ahead is."

"Yeah, forty or fifty years, you and I are also fifty or sixty years old. If the world changed before, we should be grandpa." , he has become a lot more mature.

"Over the years, we have struggled for the bragging rights of the past, struggled and grown up in this vast world, and it is really not easy." Qian Xiaosheng shook his head and sighed, "Unfortunately, it is not easy to become a saint, and the saint today is not a few hundred years old. How many thousand years old?"

"Over the past few decades, I don't know how many people have been stuck in Da Neng and can no longer save it. Even those who are extremely talented are still stagnant."

"The Primordial Race was born out of nowhere, and ancient saints appeared in this world, but there is no trace of the saints of the human race so far. It is even more difficult for the younger generation to become gods."

"My human race, the future is worrying."

Qian Xiaosheng's words were very messy. He was drunk, and his eyes were full of drunkenness: "Brother Xiao, tell me, it is difficult or not difficult to cultivate the way."

"Difficult, harder than going to the blue sky."

After taking another sip of wine, Li Xiao said: "It's not only difficult, I spent more than thirty years, but I still haven't been able to become a saint."

"Brother Xiao, you are still awesome. At least, you are now a semi-saint, and with your combat power, killing a saint is not a problem. I am not as good as you."

After reuniting after a long absence, the two chatted a lot. In the middle of the night, they fell asleep on the ground. When they woke up the next day, it was already daylight.

"Brother Xiao!" Qian Xiaosheng, who had come to his senses, seemed to think of something, and said to Li Xiao, "Go, I'll take you to a good place."

"Good place?"

"Yes, it's definitely a good place for you."

Qian Xiaosheng took Li Xiao through the Buddhist kingdom and came directly to the very center of the Buddhist kingdom.

Here, there is a mountain that towers into the sky.

It is called Lingshan, also known as Sumeru Mountain.

According to legend, the Buddha once preached on the top of Mount Sumeru, and countless Buddhist saints gathered again. In its heyday, Mount Sumeru shocked the world.

After the heaven and earth changed, Mount Sumeru reappeared in the world.

It is really too majestic, from the ground to the sky, it seems to break through the sky, on Mount Sumeru, not a single blade of grass grows, and the power of faith, like a vast sea, surrounds it, like a giant Buddha.

In front of it, even Mount Everest, which was known as the number one at that time, looked extremely weak. like dust.

The main peak of Mount Sumeru is in sight. It spreads for 800 miles and is tens of thousands of feet high.

Coming here, the boundless and vast breath seems to make people let go of all obsessions in their hearts and take refuge in my Buddha from then on.

At the foot of Mount Sumeru, there are believers worshiping and waiting here all the time, and they are extremely devout.

At the foot of Mount Sumeru, there were crowds of people, and on Mount Wish, there were fewer and fewer people.

Li Xiao came here, looking up at Mount Sumeru, he couldn't help sighing in his heart, the majesty of this mountain opened his eyes: "Is this the legendary Lingshan?"

"That's right, this is Mount Sumeru." Qian Xiaosheng said, "However, do you know why there are so many people at the foot of the mountain, and the fewer people go up the higher?"

Li Xiao glanced at it, then said: "Most of the people at the foot of the mountain are ordinary people, or people who have just practiced Taoism. On this mountain, there is a power of faith accumulated by thousands of Buddhists over the years."

"This power makes it difficult for some people to move forward."

"That's right, the Buddha said that all living beings are equal, but he wants ordinary people to stay at the foot of the mountain, which is also forcibly classifying people into different classes." Qian Xiaosheng said, "The monks on Mount Sumeru rely on this belief. Once you enter Buddhism, you can practice much faster than ordinary people."

"It's just that in these years, there is only one person who can climb to the top of the mountain."

"who?"

"Shakyamuni's evil thoughts." Qian Xiaosheng said, "Thirty years ago, Shakyamuni's evil thoughts came to the West Desert, slaughtered many monks, and then climbed Mount Sumeru dressed in blood."

"He killed a monk? Why?" Li Xiao was puzzled. Although Sakyamuni's evil thought was just an evil thought, it was also a representative of his true nature. After spending a period of time with him, Li Xiao guessed that he would not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

"I don't know about that. It's the secret of Buddhism. Even I only know a little bit, but it's not important. The important thing is Mount Sumeru."

"So much power of faith gathers on Mount Sumeru, and the more you go to the top of the mountain, the more power of faith, don't you think they seem to be guarding something?" Qian Xiaosheng asked.

"Could it be..." Li Xiao turned his head, "Is there any treasure on the top of this mountain?"

"That's right, that's what I guessed. Otherwise, Buddhism, which emphasizes the equality of all beings, would divide people into different classes on Mount Sumeru. I think there must be some treasure up there."

"Maybe, this time the Taikoo tribe came to the West Desert just for the things on the mountain. We can take the first step and go up to have a look." Qian Xiaosheng said.

"Can you go up?" Li Xiao asked.

"I can't, but you can!" Qian Xiaosheng said in a low voice, "Did you forget that you have the original power of Buddhism in your body, which is something left by the Buddha, something that countless Buddhist monks want to have. Great opportunity."

"Maybe, with it, you can really go up Mount Sumeru." Qian Xiaosheng said.