In fact, Xu Zimo had some imagination before coming.
He should be an immortal with a fluttering beard.
Or maybe they are extremely old and dying.
But when he actually saw the longevity old man, his face was full of surprise.
The old man in front of you, or in other words, he doesn't look like an old man to you.
He has a baby face, like a boy of thirteen or fourteen, the kind that no one would doubt when walking on the road.
He is about 1.8 meters tall.
At this moment, there were several big men wearing linen and light clothes, holding machetes, and they were pulling the collar of the longevity old man with one hand.
The machete in his hand was almost close to the longevity old man's face, and he was afraid that if he used more force, it would pierce the left side of his face.
However, the longevity old man is not afraid of these bandit-like threats.
Instead, he smiled and said: "If you can kill me, I'm afraid I will still thank you."
"Is this old boy crazy?"
Several robbers looked at each other.
These people are bandits who previously ruled the Dalian Mountains as kings and hegemons.
I also heard the rumors about the longevity old man, and wanted to come here to pursue immortality.
Now when they come to this longevity village, everyone has found nothing.
The few robbers were angry and had just acted and acted like they did now.
"You are provoking me, old boy, don't force me," the robber said with an angry look and a soft drink.
"I'm serious," said the longevity old man named Jiang Huai.
Maybe others couldn't understand it, but Xu Zimo saw some real thoughts of death in his eyes.
………
"Guys, since I was born, I seem to have been cast under some kind of curse that I won't die!"
“Everyone says it’s better not to die, and to live forever is what countless people are looking for.”
"But do you know how lonely I am?"
"As a mortal, I can't practice, I have no goals, I just live on my last breath."
"At first, I was proud of myself and even felt fresh."
"But gradually, a thousand years passed, ten thousand years, one hundred thousand years, and even then I forgot the time."
"People are dying around me, and losing loved ones is almost paralyzing to me."
"Later I wanted to die, but I couldn't die, as if God wouldn't let me die."
"Kill me and set me free!"
After hearing the old man's words, several robbers looked at each other.
In the end, the robber didn't dare to take action anymore.
On the contrary, there was a robber next to him who was obviously angry and stood up and pulled out the long knife from his waist.
He shouted softly: "Old boy, you are pretending to be a ghost. I have killed many people in my life, and I am still afraid of you."
The robber didn't say anything and just walked out with his knife.
Just listen to the sound of "boom".
At this moment, suddenly a thunderbolt sounded from the sky.
A shocking explosion sounded.
"Boom boom boom, boom boom boom."
A purple thunderbolt fell from the sky and went straight towards the robber.
Just listen to the sound of "boom".
The robber didn't even have time to react, and was chopped into a blackened piece.
You can still vaguely smell the pungent aroma of meat.
Seeing this strange scene, the remaining robbers were also frightened to the point of peeing.
"There is a ghost, there is a ghost!"
"It's a punishment from heaven, a punishment from heaven!"
Several robbers didn't even dare to wait, and ran directly outside.
Fortunately, there was no more lightning to strike them.
It seems that everything is in order.
Anyone who wants to kill the old man will be struck to death by thunder.
As for the rest, the Thunder won't care.
Xu Zimo was not surprised that Jiang Huai, as a mortal, could live for so long without being killed.
There must be something life-saving.
But in Xu Zimo's opinion, this thunder should have nothing to do with Jiang Huai.
After all, in Xu Zimo's perception, the old man Jiang Huai was indeed an ordinary person.
It is impossible to have the ability to summon thunder.
Just a mortal who lives a long time.
The thunder in the sky seemed to be suddenly dropped by heaven, and there was no spiritual energy driving it around.
It proves that no one is secretly helping.
This is interesting.
Heaven and earth will not allow one person to die, which is something that has never been seen before.
Seeing those bandits fleeing, the old man Jiang Huai was not surprised.
After all, what kind of person has he not seen in all these years?
Fierce and vicious,
Poor poor thing,
powerful,
Even a beggar, the legendary great sage, he has seen them all.
With his eyes, he could understand everything just by looking at someone.
It has nothing to do with strength and cultivation, these are experiences.
Real experience.
It is the testimony that he has lived for hundreds of thousands of years.
………
Suddenly, a figure walked up to the old man.
The figure has the sun behind him, and his reflection falls in front of the old man.
The old man raised his head slowly.
"Hello," Xu Zimo took the initiative.
The old man nodded slightly and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Unfamiliar face?"
"Do you want to find a way to immortality, or do you want to study my bloodline?"
The people who came to see him were just doing these things, and the old man was used to it.
These words were almost his opening remarks.
If someone wanted to study bloodline, he would be willing to give it.
As for the way to immortality, he doesn't know.
His existence is like an alien in the world.
………
"I don't want any," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
He took a chair next to him and sat down slowly.
Looking at the old man, he said: "I just want to hear something about ancient secrets."
"Listen to the story?" Old Man Jiang Huai asked in surprise.
"This is a strange request. I came here to listen to the story. It seems that I am the first person to ask for this."
"What do you want to know? Let's see if I can remember it."
"About the Buddhist Kingdom," Xu Zimo asked.
If the old man had no clues yet, Xu Zimo was ready to give up.
For the transformation of the soul, we can only find other methods.
After all, the Buddhist Kingdom has existed for too long.
In the era when the devil comes, the Buddhist kingdom should be glorious at that time.
Later, after the devil came, ancient and medieval times followed one after another.
At that time, old man Jiang Huai should not have been born yet.
Xu Zimo wanted to know when the Buddhist kingdom was destroyed.
After the demon came to an end, it was destroyed by the Holy Court.
Or rather, with the course of history, the Buddhist kingdom slowly declined and eventually perished.
Seeing Xu Zimo's eyes, the old man was stunned.
His eyes were deep, as if he was caught in some kind of memory.
Xu Zimo didn't bother either.
Instead, he waited quietly.
After a long time, the old man broke free from the whirlpool of memories and spoke slowly.
"Once upon a time, I was also a devout Buddhist."
"You know, when a person is helpless, they pray to God and God for help."
"Buddha Country, I probably understand what you are talking about."
"It's just that since the Jade Mountain Buddha, I have never seen the Lord Buddha again."
"Jade Mountain Buddha?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Can you elaborate?"
"The controller of the Buddhist kingdom has a Buddha master in every generation."
(End of chapter)
