"Um?"
Yu Xiaolong was very surprised. There was clearly an open door in front of him, but when he touched it with his hand, there was an invisible wall.
Now he was depressed. It was so difficult to enter the temple. The restaurant owner also said that many people came to see the abbot. How did ordinary people get in?
At this moment, a monk was standing in the yard with a broom, looking at him expressionlessly.
"Hello!"
Yu Xiaolong waved his hands and shouted: "I'm looking for Abbot Wuxin!"
"The donor is coming in, Amitabha." The monk nodded.
"But... I can't get in!" Yu Xiaolong was depressed. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the invisible wall disappeared.
"Eh? What's going on?" Yu Xiaolong walked in while talking to himself.
He clasped his hands together and asked, "Is Abbot Wuxin here?"
The monk stretched out his hand and said, "Please go to the room later."
Yu Xiaolong walked into the room and sat on the chair.
It is very simple here, with no other items except a table and four chairs.
In this way, Yu Xiaolong waited for nearly an hour, but no one came in.
He couldn't bear it anymore, so he walked out of the room and went to the yard.
The monk who was sweeping the floor had disappeared, and Yu Xiaolong was the only one in the empty yard.
He walked around the yard and went to every room without seeing a single person.
Yu Xiaolong followed the path to the back of the house. A small pond appeared there, and the monk who was sweeping the floor was sitting in meditation.
"Excuse me...where is Monk Wuxin?" Yu Xiaolong asked.
"The poor monk is Amitabha." The sweeping monk said calmly with his eyes closed.
"Ah? You... the eminent monk is Abbot Wuxin? Why... why are you sweeping the floor?" Yu Xiaolong asked in surprise.
"Why can't the poor monk clean up?" Abbot Wuxin asked.
"Isn't there always a dedicated person to do this? This is the first time I've seen the abbot work by himself." Yu Xiaolong scratched his head.
"There is only one poor monk here, and there are no other monks." Abbot Wuxin said.
"Ah? A person... fainted." Yu Xiaolong did not expect this.
"Why did the donor come?" Abbot Wuxin asked.
"Well, I've been looking for someone, but I haven't heard from him for many years. I almost came into contact with him a few times, but fate dictated... ugh." Yu Xiaolong was filled with regret.
"How important is that person to you?" Abbot Wuxin asked.
"I can find him at any cost!" Yu Xiaolong said firmly.
"Are you even willing to exchange your own life?" Abbot Wuxin asked again.
"If necessary, I am willing to trade my life for his safety!" Yu Xiaolong nodded seriously.
"Does the donor have anything belonging to this person?" Abbot Wuxin asked. Yu Xiaolong thought for a moment, took off the jade pendant from his neck and handed it over, saying, "He gave this to me many years ago, and I have always worn it."
Abbot Wuxin took it, held it in his hand, and counted slowly with his left hand.
At this time, Yu Xiaolong discovered that the other party had been meditating on the water.
No matter whether he spoke or moved, there was not even a ripple on the water.
Suddenly, Abbot Wuxin opened his eyes and asked slowly: "Are you Yu Xiaolong."
The other party's eyes immediately widened and he said in disbelief: "Master is indeed a god. Do you know my name?"
Abbot Wuxin shook his head and said, "The person you are looking for had a relationship with me a year ago."
"What?!"
Yu Xiaolong was shocked, looked at the other party with his mouth wide open, and asked eagerly: "Master, please tell me!!"
Abbot Wu Xin closed his eyes again, clasped his hands and said, "More than a year ago, I got acquainted with the donor Wang Jiutian for some reason. Before he left, he told me that you would come here sooner or later. Two months ago, the donor Wang Jiutian came here to look for me. Poor monk, he said you would be here soon, and let me tell you that he is doing something unimaginable, something that can save the world."
Yu Xiaolong frowned, listened quietly, and asked, "Where is he now?"
Abbot Wuxin shook his head and said: "If everything goes well, I will meet you soon."
"How long is it?" Yu Xiaolong asked eagerly.
"The day is so short, the night is so long, the yang and yin of day and night last for thousands of years, Amitabha." Abbot Wuxin said slowly.
Yu Xiaolong was depressed again. Do these monks always talk nonsense?
"What else did he say?" Yu Xiaolong asked.
"You can't participate in his affairs now. You are too weak. Donor Wang Jiutian is a rare and destined person for a poor monk. He is a man with the ambition of heaven and earth, Amitabha." Abbot Wuxin said lightly.
"How can I find him?" Yu Xiaolong was impatient.
"The donor can't find him now, and he won't let you find him. When the opportunity comes, you will meet naturally." Abbot Wuxin shook his head.
Yu Xiaolong sat down on the ground, covering his face with his hands at a loss.
This time, I was so close to Wang Jiutian, but I still couldn't see him.
"Little donor, please remember to stick to your original intention and don't let down the good intentions of donor Wang Jiutian. Go two hundred miles west to the depths of the Gobi Desert." Abbot Wuxin said lightly.
Yu Xiaolong jumped up with excitement, and said repeatedly: "Thank you, Master! Goodbye, Amitabha!"
After saying that, he ran out quickly.
After a moment, a figure flashed out from the side and said, "Can he be found successfully? Can he achieve his goal?"
Abbot Wu Xin clasped his hands together and said: "Although the little benefactor has an extraordinary life experience, his power has not yet been stimulated in his body. If he reaches the peak, he will be a shining star in the world of cultivation."
The figure asked: "What premonition does the master have?"
"Amitabha"
Abbot Wuxin opened his eyes and said calmly: "Soon, there will be a bloody storm. And the little donor may be the center of the storm. Good and evil are hard to predict. If you take the wrong path, then the world will be in jeopardy." There will be a big change.”
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This place already belongs to the border area, with no living area and no traces of human activities.
Looking around, we can see the endless, uninhabited Gobi Desert. Occasionally small animals can be seen, never other life.
Yu Xiaolong ran towards the west at a very fast speed. At this time, he was very excited and felt that he was getting closer and closer to Wang Jiutian.
However, Abbot Wuxin's words made him feel strange. He said that they would meet in a short time, but now was not the time, and he was not capable enough to participate in Wang Jiutian's affairs.
What on earth is he doing?
What is it that keeps him doing this for so many years?
And he also deliberately avoided Yu Xiaolong, as if he had disappeared?
No matter how secret it is, doesn't even Yu Xiaolong believe it?
Since he is so secretive, why do we always get information about him inadvertently every few years?
In this boundless desert, Yu Xiaolong didn't meet anyone along the way, as if the whole world was like this.
After a long time, a boundary monument appeared in front of us. It turned out that we had reached the border line.
He was thinking about things all the way, and the distance had already exceeded two hundred miles.
Yu Xiaolong changed his route and continued searching toward the southeast.
In this way, Yu Xiaolong searched for three consecutive days in the Gobi, but found nothing of note.
On the fourth day, Yu Xiaolong was searching in the deepest part of the Gobi when he suddenly noticed a figure not far ahead.
Looking closer, it turned out to be an old man, lying on the ground with bloodstains on his face, squirming forward.
When Yu Xiaolong took a look, he turned out to be a practitioner with low moral standards.
He quickly ran over, helped the other person up, and asked, "Old man, what's wrong with you?"
The old man wiped his eyes with difficulty, looked at Yu Xiaolong, and said tremblingly: "Monsters...there are monsters!"
"Monster? What monster?" Yu Xiaolong asked doubtfully.
"Help...help me...help!" The old man grabbed Yu Xiaolong's collar and shouted with a trembling voice.
Yu Xiaolong took out the elixir and fed it to him. The other person gradually returned to normal breathing and his mood gradually stabilized.
"Old man, what happened? What kind of monster?" Yu Xiaolong asked again.
Suddenly, the old man pointed his hand behind him, his eyes widening like bells, as if he had seen something terrible.
At this time, a huge shadow shrouded behind Xiaolong, and a powerful force came quietly.
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