The nine-headed golden lion hurried on with all its strength, and soon saw three shambling ascetics.
His expression also became strange.
The three ascetics in front of them were in ragged clothes and looked quite embarrassed. Their feet were wearing tattered straw sandals. Their flesh and blood were a little blurred and stuck together with the straw sandals.
If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to walk.
However, these three ascetics looked determined, and even though they were faltering, they still took one step at a time.
Su Mu was a little confused, where are they going?
Why did you choose this path?
What’s the point of being an ascetic?
"If you dare to walk in the mountains without cultivation, and take such a path, isn't this looking for death?"
Su Mu murmured softly.
If you encounter a ferocious beast and have no means of saving yourself, won't you become their flesh and blood ration?
Stepping out from the golden nine-headed lion, he came to the vicinity of the ascetic monk.
"Donor, what you see is fate. I wish you a happy life."
When the three ascetics saw Su Mu in front of them, they all performed Buddhist rituals. They were faintly happy to meet their fellow tribesmen in such deep mountains and forests, with smiles on their faces.
They seemed to be smiling all the time.
But... isn't he an ascetic?
"You have no cultivation, so you dare to come to this remote mountain wasteland, and you are not afraid of being eaten by ferocious beasts?"
Su Mu frowned.
I don’t know what to say. Are they stupid?
"Afraid, not afraid either."
The leading young man said with a smile, his face very pale.
Like he lost too much blood.
"How to say?"
Su Mu frowned, confused.
"Haha... This is the tempering sent down by my Buddha. If we can walk out of the mountains alive and reach the Chusheng Plateau, he will send down miracles and relieve all the suffering in the world."
"For this reason, we have nothing to fear."
The young ascetic spoke.
Everyone is afraid of death, but some things are more important than death.
"You can't possibly do it."
Su Mu said seriously.
"It's just impossible, so we have to do it."
said the young man.
“What’s the point of doing something that’s impossible?”
Su Mu was puzzled.
Isn't this just asking for death? To him, it made no sense at all.
"That's what it's about."
The young man's expression remained unchanged, and his firmness of faith was touching.
Impossible things must be done by someone. What if someone does it?
Even if they are not them, being able to pave the way on this road is the meaning in their hearts.
"Donor, the total amount of suffering in the world is certain. The meaning of our existence is for all sentient beings. The more we share the suffering, the less sentient beings will suffer."
An old ascetic spoke.
Su Mu was shocked and found it difficult to speak for a long time.
"You... take care of yourself."
Not knowing what to say, he fell silent.
"If we can really walk to the Chusheng Plateau, Buddha will come to the world, and there will be no suffering in the world."
"Donor, let's just say goodbye."
The young ascetic spoke again.
Su Mu didn't know why they believed in the existence of Buddha. Even during the years when the Immortal Realm existed, there was still suffering.
This cannot be eradicated.
Seeing the three ascetics walking away, Su Mu's heart was still filled with shock.
Is the meaning of their existence just to share more sufferings for all sentient beings?
It seems very noble, but also very silly...
However, I have to admit that they are pure and have faith.
Su Mu seemed to understand something, but he also felt that something was missing.
Compared to them, he is a lot more selfish, but also a lot more normal. He will help some people within his ability, but will not dedicate everything to help some people.
Very few people can do this.
Watching them go away, Su Mu returned to the back of the nine golden lions. He would not do anything for them, nor would he go out of his way to protect them and escort them to the Newborn Plateau.
He also believed that if these three ascetics knew that he had done this, they would be in agony and their lifelong beliefs would be shattered.
This is the path they chose, and they will defend it with their lives.
"Let's go."
Su Mu said lightly.
He was going to digest what happened today.
Faintly, it also brought some changes to his state of mind.
The golden nine-headed lion nodded slightly, and took a step forward dozens of meters away. In an instant, it was beyond the path taken by the three ascetics. This was because it had slowed down. If it were moving forward at full speed, it would be hundreds of meters away in one step. It's a small thing.
Su Mu didn't look back, he just took out the ancient book and read it silently.
The Chusheng Plateau is very far away. If we walk, the three ascetics will never be able to reach it in their lifetime.
This is only one of the impossible factors.
Heavy snow is falling, and everywhere you look is white, covered in silver, and thousands of miles frozen.
After seeing the three ascetics, Su Mu and others saw no one else, and just kept moving forward.
However, it is also a pleasure to be accompanied by beautiful scenery and thousands of rugged mountains.
Half a year passed quietly.
Occasionally strange things happened along the way, and he met some talented disciples, but Su Mu didn't pay attention at all. In the past six months, he had never said a word. His whole person seemed to have gone through a lot of vicissitudes. He was either reading ancient books or staring at The sky is in a daze.
He has made no progress in his cultivation, and his understanding of Taoism has not improved any more. His whole person has changed, like an old antique.
Old White Tiger and others all felt that Su Mu was a little decadent, and sometimes they wanted to give him some advice, but they didn't know where to start.
Born on the plateau.
This place has a very strong sense of life. As far as the eye can see, the grass grows long and the orioles fly, and the fallen flowers bloom in various colors. It is a paradise scene.
Since Su Mu stopped talking, the Golden Nine-Headed Lion has been traveling much faster. The journey that originally took nearly a year has now arrived in less than half a year.
"Finally we're here."
The golden nine-headed lion breathed a sigh of relief. This journey was somewhat torture. He was a talkative person. As soon as Su Mu ignored him, he became bored and had nothing else to do except hurry up.
Occasionally I stop to rest, but I still focus on the path of cultivation.
His strength has improved slightly, but what makes him most happy is the improvement in his state of mind. He has been able to endure his temper for such a period of time, so why has he not improved?
However... this is not the biggest improvement. Compared with the increase in mood and strength, there is one thing that is more important.
That is the understanding of the Tao.
Walking in the wild mountains and forests relying solely on physical strength, he absorbed a lot of things unconsciously, but he didn't know it.
This is a kind of accumulation, and you can only react after your realm has been raised to a certain level.
"Is this the Newborn Plateau?"
Su Mu put down the ancient book and looked into the distance. After more than half a year, he finally spoke.
His voice was a little hoarse, which was because he hadn't spoken for a long time.
