The snowman whined twice, expressing something Chu Xiang couldn't understand. After thinking about it for a moment, Chu Xiang returned to the ground without continuing to explore.
This crack is bottomless, and the caves inside are complicated. It is difficult to find a way down. If it weren't for the snowman to lead the way, Chu Xiang wouldn't be able to go down that deep. It will be even more difficult to go deeper. Let's explore slowly at our leisure.
Chu Xiang speculated that there might be a huge cavity under the Himalayas, otherwise the snowman would not go down, but in the end he stopped because of fear and did not continue to go deep into the cracks.
When it comes to exploring underground space, no matter how high your cultivation level is, if you can't penetrate the strata, you still won't be able to know what's going on underneath. On the contrary, it's easier for scientific instruments to detect the situation. As long as there are a few cultivators of the virtual realm, carrying instruments to detect all the way down, they can easily detect the situation below, which is easier than Chu Xiang.
Chu Xiang crossed the border and headed south. In half a day, Chu Xiang had arrived at Qingman Temple.
Qingman Temple is no different from when Chu Xiang came last. He landed on the elephant tower, revealed his own aura, sensed Chu Xiang's aura, and stepped up to the elephant tower.
"The holy monk is here, but I didn't come far to welcome you. Please forgive me for my sin." Puting his hands together in ceremony.
Apparently Pu Ding thought that Chu Xiang came this time to complete what he had not finished last time.
Of course Chu Xiang is not here to continue his journey to the west. Now he has no need or necessity.
"Don't mention the name of the holy monk. I'm here today to ask you something. Where does Padmasambhava's prophecy come from? Why did you say that you should go north to avoid disaster?" Chu Xiangdao said.
"Don't the donor already have the answer in his heart?" Pu Ding said.
"Is the answer in my heart your purpose?" Chu Xiang said.
"My Buddha is compassionate and saves all sentient beings. Everything has its own destiny." Puding said with his hands together.
Qingman Temple did not move north to avoid disaster, nor did it send anyone to participate in the war in the north. This has shown Puding's answer.
"In this case, I don't need to ask Lotus Flower anymore. The time for this place to be pure is short, so you should cherish it." Chu Xiang said.
Since it is a conspiracy, there is no need to hold back, otherwise the catastrophe will come and the consequences will be endless.
"Donor, wait a minute." Seeing that Chu Xiang was about to leave, Pu Ding called out quickly.
Chu Xiang stopped and turned to look at Puding.
"The donor has misunderstood. It's not that we don't do it, but that we can't. The donor will know why when he goes west." Pu Ding said with his hands together.
Crossing the sea to the west is India, and the direction is roughly towards Tirupati Bajra Temple. Where is the answer? Where is Padmasambhava? Why didn't Pu Ding say it? Was it because he couldn't say it or didn't want to say it?
You can still feel the limitations of the three-year agreement here, and it obviously still belongs to the realm of Kyushu. What is their crisis? Is it a big flood? Or is it a disaster from outside the world? If it is a disaster from outside the world, it will make no difference whether they can enter China or not. Why their prophecy is to go north for survival.
The answer lies in the west, so let's go to the west. But at this time, Chu Xiang needs a translator. Without a translator, Chu Xiang's eyesight will be darkened if he goes west.
Just when Chu Xiang was heading to Tiger Cave Temple, in a temple in India, a group of people were walking west. Six guards were guarding three monks. The three monks were wearing red cassocks, which showed that they were of high status.
Thousands of miles away in a country in Africa, a black, thin, withered wizard with all his teeth missing shook a rattle made of human skulls and walked to a certain place on the cold ground with his bare feet. The most surprising thing is that The strange thing is that the wizard has a third eye on his forehead.
In a magnificent and huge palace somewhere on the Mediterranean peninsula, a tall knight in full armor walked quickly into the palace. The knight's long golden hair seemed to be shining brightly, and the golden armor was shining.
"Your Majesty, the knights have gathered and are waiting for your instructions." The knight in the blond armor clenched his fist to his chest and said to the old man on the throne.
The Pope pushed aside the wrinkles hanging on his eyelids, opened his eyes, looked at the blond armored knight and said, "Then let's set off."
"Yes." The blond knight said respectfully, turned around and left the palace.
Twelve knights with the same blond hair and golden armor lined up outside the palace. The blond knight who walked out of the palace waved: "Let's go."
Twelve knights turned around in order and walked out of the square amidst the clanging sound of armor. Outside the square, thirteen tall horses with pure white fur were tied at the foot of the steps. Thirteen knights untied their reins and jumped on their horses. Thirteen white horses walked neatly. The footsteps headed east.
In a cold, deep and dark castle somewhere in Europe, a voice suddenly sounded: "They are setting off."
"How could you let go of such an opportunity?" A deep voice sounded.
"Are twelve Templar Knights worth fighting for?" Another voice sounded, slightly disdainful.
"Qiao Geli, take a team of people to follow them and see what they want to do and whether they are really going to deal with the threat from the east." A deep and powerful voice sounded.
"Yes, King."
A moment later, fifteen white men in suits and ties walked out of the castle, got into five black Porsche Cayennes, and drove out of the castle and headed straight to the airport.
Thirteen Templars crossed the Mediterranean by boat and landed in Egypt. A dark fighter plane roared down from high altitude and landed at the Kuwait Airport. Military fans will know at a glance that this is the most advanced bomber in the United States. It landed at the Kuwait Airport at this time for unknown reasons.
After the bomber landed, the surrounding area was quickly cordoned off and no one was allowed to approach. Two military trucks parked under the cabin and unloaded a dozen large boxes from the bomber.
When Chu Xiang arrived at the Tiger Cave Temple, in the vast desert of the Middle East, a desolate figure walked slowly westward, with a long sword without an edge hanging on his waist, and a pair of Jiefang shoes with exposed toes stepping on the cold sand, seemingly unmoved. The world feels cold, and although the appearance is desolate, it makes people feel calm and unhurried, and there is a feeling that they will not stop until the end of the world.
The Tiger Cave Temple towers on the cliff. It is not far from the national border, but there are no troops stationed there. The terrain of this national border is too dangerous. Even if experts can climb over it, ordinary people cannot, so it has no strategic value.
Xue Wenli came very quickly. When he saw Chu Xiang standing under the shade of a tree, Xue Wenli hurried over.
Chu Xiang went straight into the gate and went deep into the Tiger Cave Temple. No one stopped the two of them.
There are many monks meditating on the cliff deep in Huxue Temple. They dig a small hole, eat in the open air, and practice hard in seclusion.
What Chu Xiang is looking for is not these monks who practice hard. Although they practice hard for a long time, they only cultivate their hearts, not the way of heaven. If they don't practice the way, they don't know the mysteries of heaven and earth, and they don't know the dangers of life and death.
Following the induction, Chu Xiang came to a slightly shabby stone house with a person in it.
Xue Wenli stepped forward and was about to speak when the wooden door of the stone house opened and a monk in gray cloth walked out of the stone house.
"Why are you here?" Xue Wenli was about to say hello, but Chu Xiang had already spoken.
Why are you here?
This is the most common question and also the most extraordinary question. For ordinary people, this question is almost meaningless.
Human beings are born with permanence, and their actions have their own stops. Everyone has his purpose and meaning wherever he is. The place where ordinary people are has little meaning, but the place where extraordinary people are is of great significance. The greater the power you have, the more power you have. The greater the meaning.
Chu Xiang is here because he is looking for the answer, the answer to the prophecy. Why is the monk here? Is he escaping disaster, escaping from the world and practicing hard, or is he bringing hope?
Xue Wenli put his hands together as a gift and said in Indian Mandarin: "Hello, master, I would like to ask you, why are you here?"
The monk looked at Chu Xiang and said something. Chu Xiang didn't understand their language and didn't know what he meant.
The monk spoke the Mongolian language. Xue Wenli said to Chu Xiang in surprise: "Master said you shouldn't be here."
One question, one answer, the answer came first and the question came last. The monk gave the answer before Chu Xiang knew the question.
After translating the monk's words, Xue Wenli repeated the meaning in Mongolian language.
The monk lowered his head and said something.
"I'm scared. I don't know where to go, so I can only hide here." Xue Wenli translated.
Faced with the answer in his heart, this monk has touched the way of heaven and knows the danger, so he is so afraid.
If you have not cultivated enough and don't know the danger, you will naturally not be afraid. If you have cultivated beyond this level, you will know the danger and you will have a way to deal with it. This monk's cultivation is neither above nor below, just in the middle. Knowing but not being able is the most fearful stage.
"Where should I be?" Chu Xiang said.
Xue Wenli translated, the monk raised his hand and pointed to the west.
It was to the west again, not in the direction of the Tirupati Bajra Temple, but to the farther west. Why it was the west, Chu Xiang couldn't figure it out.
"Who told you it was the west?" Chu Xiang asked.
The monk’s answer is my Buddha.
Chu Xiang chose to meet Xue Wenli at Huxue Temple. Firstly, it was convenient, and secondly, he wanted to see this legendary ancient temple. However, he did not expect that there was such a monk here whose cultivation level could touch the opportunity of heaven and earth, that is, the combination of the edge of the road, and pointed him westward.
Chu Xiang did not ask any more questions and asked Xue Wenli to go straight through the mountains and ridges to the Tirupati Bajra Temple. Pu Ding's words are not trustworthy, and this monk's words are trustworthy, but his feeling alone may not be accurate. Chu Xiang needs to find another person to confirm it.
After crossing the Ganges River, Chu Xiang sensed the changes in the energy of heaven and earth, and understood that the restrictions had disappeared. This place no longer belonged to the realm of Kyushu. Chu Xiang took Xue Wenli directly into the sky, and in half a day, he had arrived near Tirupati.
Chu Xiang pressed his head, and Xue Wenli asked a passerby where the Tirupati Bhagira Temple was, and the two went straight to the Tirupati Bhagira Temple.
"There seems to be no one here." Xue Wenli said.
"Isn't it normal to have no one?" Chu Xiang said.
After the drastic changes in India, corpses littered the fields and the city was overrun with hunger. Coupled with radiation infection and epidemics, less than one-tenth of the population of more than one billion remained. For nearly a year after the upheaval, half of the Ganges River was filled with corpses, almost blocking the Ganges River. The stench could be smelled dozens of miles away.
