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Once a person was trapped in desire, no one would be able to pull him up.

I nodded. "Since you want to invite him, I'll help you become a Venerable Elephant Nose."

Song Nian asked: "What kind of deity is this, does it look very powerful?"

I told her that it was, of course, and told her a story.

It was said that there were eight hundred small countries in the Western Sanskrit, and among them was a small country called the Bai Luo Country. When the King who returned to the Bai Luo was nearly seventy years old, he did not have a son, but instead prayed to the Sakamuni to burn incense and burn incense.

When I saw him, I promised him to beg. It was the night of the day when the Imperial Mother dreamt of a white elephant walking on the road, a lotus flower blooming beneath her feet with every step she took.

In Brahma, the White Elephant was the symbol of wisdom and compassion. It would be better if the Mother saw the white elephant in her dreams and was prepared to kneel down and worship it. Unexpectedly, the White Elephant walked to the front of the Mother and knelt on all fours.

By the time he woke up the next day, his mother was already pregnant, and within a few months, the prince was on his knees. However, his memory was astonishing, and he had photographic memory. Within a few months of his birth, he could speak. Everyone in the world thought that he was a child prodigy.

After the prince had reached adulthood, the old king had passed away. The prince should have ascended to the throne, but some Western true Buddha had come to invite the prince back.

As the prince did not want to leave a good king behind, he would follow the Western Buddha back to the Monk.

The Western Buddha disapprovingly took out a double-colored mirror. One was the Buddhist light, one was Fa Hua. He asked the Prince if there was me in the mirror, and I was in the mirror, whether the person in the mirror was me, or the person in the mirror was me, or the person in the mirror was me, or the person in the mirror was the person in the mirror.

The Prince laughed and said, "When people are outside of the mirror, the mirror is just a projection. Of course, the person holding the mirror is holding the mirror.

The Western Buddha, however, laughed. Not necessarily, let the Prince take a look at the mirror in his hand.

The man inside the mirror was also holding onto a mirror. His clothes were exactly the same as his, except that the face was a face with an elephant nose and ivory skin.

When the prince touched his face with his hand, he found that he had grown an elephant's nose and ivory on his face.

The Prince was quite frightened and quickly threw away the mirror in his hands. He looked for the other mirror and saw that they still had his original face, but that face of the mirror was actually an elephant face.

The prince puzzledly asked the Buddha why, the Buddha told him:

"All the scenes are illusions, and seeing them might not be true, and seeing them might not be false. The bubbles are all real, and the illusions are definitely real."

All life in this world was short to a single person. However, in the next hundred years, even those who had experienced it would become non-existent. What was the use of a king?

After listening to all of this, the Prince suddenly came to realize that he was willing to return to the buddhist faith. In a split-second, fragrant flowers could be seen everywhere in the sky and the music started to move, this prince had returned to the buddhist faith.

As he was the reincarnation of a white elephant which symbolized wisdom, after becoming a Supreme Realm cultivator, the statues that people created for him were all statues of the Supreme Realm cultivators wearing monastic robes, sitting cross-legged on the ground like statues.

The reason why I told this story to Song Nian was to warn her that there are a lot of things in the world that are just illusions, there's no need to struggle too much.

However, Song Nian was evidently not very interested in this part of the story, and only nodded his head after hearing it: "Looks like this Venerable Elephant Nose has some background.

I broke down completely. It didn't matter how much I said it. I could only help her make this supernatural sculpture, but luckily this supernatural sculpture is not too complicated, I told Song Nian to wait at the entrance, and once it was ready, I told her to take it back immediately.

I closed the roller shutter door, and after completing the Ancestral Awakening Ceremony, it didn't take me long to finish carving the statue. After lighting it up, I used the paint I bought from Feng Si to finish painting the statue.

Since Song Nian is still a student, living in the dorms should be inconvenient for his to worship a large sculpture. I even made it into the size of a palm so that she can keep it by my side.

"Always remember to take care of your work well. Wishing you success in your studies." I gave the supernatural sculpture wrapped in red cloth to Song Nian.

Song Nian was happy, he was like a little kid as he jumped up and said to me, "Thank you, uncle."

I almost fainted. Do I look that old, such little girls like me, shouldn't they call me brother Eldest Brother?

After Song Nian returned, I laid on the folding bed and had a dream. Inside the dream, I was driving fast on the road.

At this moment, an old man suddenly appeared on the road. I quickly braked and stopped in front of the old man.

This old man wore a set of white Clothes clothes, very much like those worn at funerals. In his hand was a stick that was twisted with white paper like a feather duster.

I saw that the man was holding a walking stick. Why was he standing in front of my car?

Faintly, I could hear the old man shouting my name and the word 'birthdate' in his mouth. As he shouted, he kowtowed towards me.

We have a custom here. The elders are respected. If the older ones kowtow from the younger ones, the younger ones will be knocked down.

I got out of the car and tried to help the old man up, but the moment I got out of the car, I saw a black crow flying towards me from the sky.

The leader of the crows was entirely white. When he saw me swoop down, he actually stood on top of my head.

The rest of the crows opened their mouths and prepared to bite me.

When I, a little over 1.8 meters, saw these crows, I was so startled that I started to drive them away, but I did everything I could to not get rid of any of them.

Those crows pecked at my body with all their might. Not long after, my body turned into mush. I cried out in pain.

It was only when the last white crow was about to peck at my skull that I woke up from my dream.

That dream scared me, and I got cold sweat all over my T-shirt.

The crows and the old man kneeling on the ground in the dream, I can still see them when I close my eyes.

Everything that had just happened seemed as though it had really happened.