The Voiceless Valley has a special meaning for Zitangsu.
Almost no one knows that before the 33rd day of the Black Death Star, the Buddha Sect was nothing more than a humble door.
At that time, Zitangsu was just a child.
He followed the first ancestor Buddha, and lived in a noble place.
One day, he reached a barren valley.
There is nothing but a mountain wall.
He fell asleep under the mountain wall.
Just under this mountain wall, he suddenly realized the Buddha in his dream, and the Buddha root skyrocketed, possessing the rare nine-inch Buddha root.
Also doing this, he became a Buddha.
With the nine-inch Buddha roots, it was only afterwards that the Dark Death Star was solved.
Also to commemorate this mountain wall, Zitangsu pointed out this mountain wall as his residence in the founding of the world.
In his years as a Buddha, he had been practicing Buddha on the cliffs of Qingyin Valley.
In the eyes of the believers, the mountain wall has another name in the heart of Zitang Su, innumerable Buddha.
Every time, when he is irritable, he will stand in front of this wall of Buddha to realize.
Only Zitangsu knows that this Buddha wall is of extraordinary significance.
Different people, especially those with different Buddha roots, standing in front of this wall of Buddha, see very different things.
For those under six inches of Buddha's root, the mountain wall in front of them is just an ordinary lecture wall.
Those who are more than six inches in Buddha root have different moods, and what they see through this Buddha wall will be different.
Some people saw the scriptures, some people saw the Fa, some people saw the Buddha, and some people saw the life and death.
What he wants to see today is the future.
It's a pity that he watched all night, and still nothing.
Could it be said that she really has no chance of being born again.
The wailing noise of the Tower of Death gradually weakened.
The seven-story pagoda has melted three or four floors.
"master……"
The small tower's begging for mercy, Zitangsu was completely indifferent.
It's dawning.
Zitangsu looked at the immense Buddha wall again, and it was still clean.
Zi Zi darkened, Zi Tang Su was about to turn around.
At this time, a soft light came from the sky.
That was the rising sun of Dongsheng.
The location of Qingyin Valley is where the first rays of morning light of the Buddhist sect fell.
That ray of morning light, unbiased, fell on the wall of the Buddha.
The Buddha wall has quietly changed.
There was a flash of surprise in Zitang Sumeiyu.
this is……
He stared at the infinite Buddha wall.
A few large characters gradually appeared on the mountain wall.
Those big characters gradually became clear, until finally, they became a sentence.
"Sun and moon contend for glory, and Xin and Yue coexist."
Sun and moon fight for glory, Xin and Yue coexist ... The month is Lingyue, then Xin?
"It's that little girl named Xin Lin. Master, that little girl named Xin Lin."
The Tower of Extinction with a strong desire to survive, after looking at the words on the wall of the Buddha, wailed.
Zihuo disappeared at once.
The Little Tower of Extinction only discovered that his seven-story tower was still in good condition, where there were traces of melting.
Aoao, the master is teasing the small tower?
There is a horrified expression on the face of the silence tower.
The little master's mother used a hand to mirror the flower, and the master also used a hand to the flower, almost scaring the small tower.
The small tower secretly looked at his master, but he saw the master staring at the eight characters on the wall of the Buddha.
It is clearly only eight characters, but in Zitangsu's view, these eight characters are more difficult to understand than any Buddhist scriptures that Zitangsu has seen.
Sun and moon contend for glory, and Xin and Yue coexist.
In front of the Buddha wall, he just wanted to see the future and see her destiny.
Why did these eight words appear.
"Xinyue coexists ..."
Sun and Moon contend for glory, and Xin Lin and Ling Yue coexist.
This means that the two will exist together?
Xin Lin is still here, but Ling Yue is no longer there.
In other words, as long as Xin Lin does not die, Ling Yue will not die.
In this way, Zitang's eyes deepened and caught something.
"Thank you."
A big rock in my heart crashed to the ground.
Zi Tangsu faced the mountain wall, Shen Sheng thanked.
At this time, the rising sun of Dongsheng had skipped the horizon, and the entire Qingyin Valley had been illuminated.
The figure of Zitangsu has also disappeared.
"Master, Master?"
The Tower of Silence panicked.
It finally came back to the master, how could the master disappear in a blink of an eye?
"Go to her."
There is only a short sentence left for the Tower of Death.
There was a stagger at the foot of the little tower, almost crying.
Master, can you speak more clearly.
Who are you talking about?
Looking for a young master?
The little master is dead, and the flesh cannot be found.
Or go to Xiao Xinlin?
Woo, is it hard to find a good one? The little devil, who was measured in a dark way, was not easy to get close to.
But the master's order had been given, where did the small tower dare to neglect, despite the reluctance, the small tower could only swish and disappeared in the sun.
Sun and moon contend for glory, and Xin and Yue coexist.
I don't know when to start, Ye Lingyue's life and death is no longer a matter of Xin Lin alone.
Time flickered and flashed, more than ninety years passed.
During these ninety years, Xin Lin has been constantly searching for the method of refining the signs of life and death throughout the ninety-nine places.
Only when the life and death symbol and the blood mother gu exist at the same time, Ling Yue has the opportunity to be resurrected.
For more than 90 years, Xin Lin will return to Yangquan Temple every other year.
In addition to taking a look at the body of Ling Yue who has been displayed there, she comes to collect blood once a year.
Due to the frequent blood collection, more than ninety years have passed, but Xin Lin's appearance has remained the same. The only change is her eyes.
Over the past 90 years, she has traveled in the Three Realms, looking for clues to the signs of life and death.
Just because the sign of life and death first appeared in the Three Realms.
However, there has been no clue.
She is still that small and thin yellow-haired girl.
For these, she never complained at all.
In the 98th year, it is only two years away from a hundred years.
Xin Lin went to the Yangquan Temple again.
"Little girl, are you still upset?"
Yangquan Hall Lord was lazy, looking at Xiao Xinlin.
It's really a freak. Ninety-eight years later, even if it's a rock, I'm afraid it's already turned into powder in the wind and sun.
The female doll in front of her is still the same as it was then.
Every year, she will come to Yangquan Temple.
Just to take a look at Ye Lingyue's flesh.
When she came, she didn't say anything. She just sat beside Ye Lingyue's flesh and sat silently for an hour.
Everything in the Yangquan Temple has not changed, including Ye Lingyue's flesh.
But outside the Yangquan Temple and Hongmengtian, everything is gone.
Those broken, three-world continents left in the ninety-nine places are already scarred.
It has been 98 years since the creation of the new heaven, and Ye Lingyue has also been "dead" for 98 years.