Chapter 5743 The Ultimate in Taoism
In the blink of an eye.
Mu Yun couldn't remember exactly how many years had passed.
It seems like just a few decades, it seems like hundreds of years, it seems like thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years...
He has somewhat forgotten the existence of time.
The changes in the four seasons throughout the year, I watched again and again.
The ancient temple is still so dilapidated and deserted, and has not changed at all.
And in this environment where time has passed for an unknown amount of time, Mu Yun's Taoist mansions increased one by one from 9,500 to 9,999 without any accident.
limit!
Mu Yun, who reached his limit, discovered...
He couldn't take another step.
The Taoist government can no longer open up.
But he couldn't find the way to become an emperor.
The road ahead is desolate, and even in this environment, Mu Yun has reached the limit of what he thinks he can do.
He polished and tempered all of his nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine Taoist mansions over and over again.
He tried to see if these nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine Taoist mansions could transform into an unusual situation.
But any attempt will fail.
He even continued to condense his own Dao patterns, and he played with millions of Dao patterns, and he practiced many of the Dao formations he had controlled in the past.
day to day.
Year after year.
Mu Yun completely forgot how much time had passed.
But the amazing thing is...
Whenever Mu Yun was on the verge of collapse because he could not find a way out, he would always calm down inexplicably and start practicing.
This feeling is extremely weird and weird.
In this way, Mu Yun felt as if he had spent his long life.
Sudden.
this day.
A creak.
The rotten temple door, which was almost ready to fall down at any time, was pushed open at this moment.
A figure appeared outside the temple gate.
When Mu Yun saw the figure, he did not see his face and figure at first glance, but saw... it was a person.
This made Mu Yun almost want to shout and roar.
After a while, Mu Yun finally saw the person standing in front of the temple clearly.
He seemed to be over 1.8 meters tall, with a well-proportioned figure. He was wearing a cassock. The cassock looked like it had been worn for many years. It was not shabby and looked very old-fashioned, but when worn on this person, it gave people a spring breeze and gentleness. Feel.
His face looks like he is in his twenties, with angular cheeks and eyes, all showing a heroic spirit.
The bare head shines brightly.
is a monk.
A very young monk.
Mu Yun stood there, reacting blankly for a long time, and then said with a bit of astonishment: "Shikong!!!"
The young monk clasped his hands together, looked at Mu Yun, smiled and said, "Sorry, it took some time."
Delayed for some time?
Mu Yun was stunned.
Where is the delay? How many years has he been waiting here?
The young monk clasped his hands together, walked step by step to the courtyard, sat at the stone table, looked at Mu Yun, and said with a smile: "Donor Mu, please sit down."
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the surface of the mottled stone table became spotless, and then a tea set appeared. The hot tea was fragrant and refreshing, and Mu Yun felt that the restlessness in his heart had weakened a lot.
In fact, for an unknown number of years, Mu Yun waited, sometimes anxiously, sometimes calmly, but he was not in a hurry.
But when he saw this young monk, he immediately became anxious.
Mu Yun looked at the young monk and couldn't help but said: "Are you...really Master Shikong?"
The young monk clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, and then said: "Just ask me to release it."
"One of the Ten Great Wutians, the abbot of Xuankong Temple, Master Shikong?"
The young monk smiled and said: "It's just a false name. There is nothing special about the so-called top ten Wutians."
Well, not special. He is second only to the eighteen god-emperors. How is this not special?
"Did you call me in front of the Buddha statue earlier?" Mu Yun asked again.
"yes."
"Why are you calling me?"
"You have a close relationship with an old friend of mine. I see the shadow of my old friend in you, so I want to meet you." Master Shi Kong said with a faint smile.
Mu Yun immediately said: "Tianyuan God Emperor Lin Tianyuan?"
"Um……"
Mu Yun said again: "I would like to ask, is Lin Tianyuan dead? Are you dead?"
"Before seeing you, I didn't know if he was dead, but after seeing you, I knew he was dead!"
Shi Kong's tone was calm, which was very unbecoming of a young man in his twenties, and he said calmly: "And I have already passed away."
Mu Yun asked again: "How did Lin Tianyuan die? How did you die?"
Shikong looked at Muyun, smiled and said: "Donor Muyun, it is meaningless to investigate the past events. The dead will be scattered with the wind..."
"How about that?"
Mu Yun said directly: "How Lin Tianyuan died and how you died are all very important. Did the God Emperor kill the God Emperor or Wutian Zhe? Or was it for some other reason?"
"You are so powerful, you should have seen that I have two fates, one is my own, and the other is the fate imposed on me by others."
"Since I was born, I have been involved in the game between the gods and emperors. From a little weakling to now...a little weakling, I have always been someone else's pawn."
"Do you understand this feeling?"
Master Shikong smiled and said, "I understand, because I am just a chess piece."
"You have to know that in this world, the chess player may also be the chess piece on someone else's chessboard."
When Mu Yun heard this, his expression was startled.
Master Shikong continued: "Throughout the ages, there are very few Taoist mansions that have been able to open up to nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine. As far as we know, the eighteen divine emperors can do it."
"But they all did it at great cost. Mu Yun, aren't you curious why your Condensation Taoist Palace seems to be so smooth sailing?"
Was it all smooth sailing?
I don’t think so!
Shi Kong smiled and said, "There are people helping you walk your way."
"In other words, someone is walking with you!"
Mu Yun frowned.
"Master Shikong, you are a monk and a monk, and I am a layman. I have love and hate, so let's communicate. You can just be direct when you speak... okay?"
Is anyone going with you?
Who?
Ghost!
Shi Kong smiled slightly and said: "You are very similar to Mu Xiaotian... However, he is deeper than you. Even I can't see through what kind of person he is."
"Do you know Mu Xiaotian?"
Mu Yun blurted out.
After asking, he scolded himself for being stupid.
Master Shikong is also one of the Wutian people. How could he not know Mu Xiaotian, who is also a Wutian person.
Shikong slowly said: "In my life, I have reached the top of the Buddhist path through the Buddhist path of the ancients, and merged with the supreme Buddha of heaven and earth!"
"Back then, if I had not died, I might have entered the realm of the God Emperor."
"And in my life, there are only two people that I cannot see through!"
After Shi Kong finished his words, he looked at Mu Yun.
Facing Shi Kong's gaze, Mu Yun blinked.
Don't look at me!
Who do you think you are?