v2 Chapter 1271： The truth of the old monk (1/2)
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”Why again?”
”Why?” Gu Qingfeng said with a smile: ”People are alive, every word and deed, even a thought will produce different causes and effects, how to cut it all, how to cut it off?”
”Amitabha, the ancient dweller's understanding of cause and effect is much higher than the old man imagined.”
”Understanding is nothing to say, at best it is just some emotion.”
Yes.
Sorry.
He never deliberately sought any cause and effect, but these things that he has experienced since the world woke up here have made Gu Qingfeng understand a lot.
”Well, let's talk here today and wait for the next time.”
When Gu Qingfeng was about to leave, the old monk's voice came again.
”Kuju, please stay.”
Gu Qingfeng frowned and asked, ”How?”
”Wudaoshan is about to appear in this world. Guju should have heard of it, right?”
Gu Qingfeng nodded and said, ”Yes, I heard that this is the case.”
”I don't know what the ancient dwellers planned?”
”Intent? Nothing.” Gu Qingfeng shook his head. ”What can I do?”
”To the best of my old concubine, the ancient dwellers will face a death robbery when Wudaoshan is here.”
”Death? Can't escape?”
”Since it's a death robbery, how can you avoid it? You can't avoid it if you can't avoid it.”
”That said, I have to carry it, or not?”
Although the old monk didn't say it explicitly, Gu Qingfeng can guess how the so-called death robbery is more or less. He said, ”What's life and death?”
”I don't know.”
”I don't know, I'm right. If everything can be deduced, isn't life too boring?”
”If the old lady guesses well, Gu Jushi should feel something about the death robbery.”
The old monk is right, Gu Qingfeng can indeed feel a sense of crisis, and this sense of crisis is unprecedented. At least, Gu Qingfeng has practiced for five hundred years and experienced countless lives and deaths. He has never felt this way. It feels like the rift of heaven and earth is like the end of the world.
”Then what do you want to say?”
”The ancient dweller must not misunderstand, the old man has no other meaning, but simply wants to know how the ancient dweller is prepared to deal with the immortal Wudao Mountain, which is also your death.”
”That sounds a bit rare.” Gu Qingfeng squinted at the misty temple on the misty mountain, and said, ”We have known each other for so long. You have never cared about my life or death. Take care, don't say, I'm really not used to it, it's awkward. ”
”The old man did not care about the life and death of the ancient dwellers before, because that old man knew that the ancient dwellers and the Kyrgyz people had their own heavens, and everything could be changed.”