"Benefactor, may I convert to Buddha?" Sakyamuni smiles and doesn't answer the question. He looks at Ye Chen kindly.

Ye Chen frowned. The way of Sakyamuni reverence caught him by surprise. He worshipped Buddha and was afraid of Buddha.

Buddha's Dharma is broad and profound, which can help all living beings. However, it also has infinite magic power. If Buddha stares at it, he doesn't know whether it is good or bad.

It is obvious that he has been followed by Sakyamuni and wants to invite him to Buddhism and become a devout believer of Buddhism.

"Is this a deal?" Ye Chenyang can see Sakyamuni on the top of the mountain through the clouds.

"Of course not." Sakyamuni venerable Buddha's voice is ethereal, "don't be in a hurry to answer. It's not too late to come back."

With that, a wisp of Buddha light fell from his fingertips and fell into ye chenmei's heart.

It was a divine consciousness, a huge map, not only with directions, but also with her exact location.

Ye Chen is emotional, bow hand a gift, then hurriedly turn around, a step into the day, straight to the West.

Behind him, Sakyamuni looked at him quietly. His quiet Buddha's eyes twinkled with profound light. He was amazed and puzzled.

In the ethereal sky, ye Chen is as quick as a divine awn, and her peak body method is fully displayed. I can't wait to see her.

The sky is bright, but the West desert land, but silent under the snow, snowflakes flying, dyed white heaven and earth.

Snow covered, the solemn and peaceful desert, add a touch of tranquility, as quiet as Buddhism.

However, this quiet soon was broken, and there were people fighting, facing the snow all over the sky, the peak duel.

Looking at the two sides of the war, one is the Buddha, the other is majestic, which can be said to be arrogant.

It was xizun and Kui Niu. They finally got into a fight and made a lot of noise, which caused monks to watch.

"These two people can't fight each other. Why did they do it?" The four sides were astonished, and some of them were confused.

"Why fight? If you don't like it, you can't start fighting. The crown prince of Kui Niu family has a hot temper. "

"It's hard to break xizun's golden body of Ten Thousand Buddhas. If you want to fight with him, you will be tortured."

"If you want to do xizun, you must at least have the level of holy body."

In the discussion, the war was hot, Kui Niu opened and closed, attacked and conquered the absolute being, and the combat power was even higher than the peak.

Compared with him, Naxi Zun is calm and indulgent, his eyes are bright, Buddhism is boundless, and his fighting power is very strong.

Behind him, there is a giant Buddha, which is his Buddhist vision, protecting his body and God. King Kong is not bad. Kui Niu attacks and kills all the way, but fails to break the defense.

The news spread across the desert like wings.

Ye Chen heard from himself, but only shook his head and laughed. He was not surprised that Kui Niu had fallen into the wind.

But he didn't turn back to help. Although he didn't know what kind of grudges Kui Niu and xizun had, xizun would never hurt Kui Niu's life, and everything was just a little fuss.

While speaking, he entered an ancient city transmission array.

After that, he spent his whole life in this way, never stopping according to the position given by Sakyamuni.

He was still sad. He didn't know how far away he was. If Sakyamuni had not given him the exact location, God knows when he will find it. The desert is too big.

Three days later, he set foot on a vast land.

It is far away from the prosperous area, even a little desolate, with thin spiritual power, barren trees, and snow, cold and uninhabited.

He entered an old town and looked up into the distance. It was a mountain peak covered with snow.

It's Nianci mountain. There is a nunnery on it. The city without tears. The woman is in the nunnery.

"No wonder I haven't found it for a long time, but I'm still in such a remote place." Ye Chen can't help murmuring.

"Fang brew wine, little friend would like to buy some warm body." Ye Chen's trance is interrupted by the old voice on the side of the street. He is an old man selling wine.

The weather is not good, the snow is flying, far away from the bustling old town, there are not a few people in the street, even if there are, they are just carrying hands to rush through.

The old man selling wine was one of them. He was alone on the street. Although he was a monk, he seemed to be very cold, wearing a thick cotton padded jacket.

His cultivation is not high, even low some pitiful, only true Yang state, as for age, is not small.

"Do you believe in Buddhism or not?" Ye Chen laughs and takes the source stone as he takes care of the old man's business.

"I have no relationship with Buddha." Old man kind smile, handed over two pots of muddy wine, "little friend came from afar, dusty, is to go to the nunnery?"

"Just passing by." Ye Chen chuckles and takes two pots of wine, one in hand, walking through the quiet town.

The vast earth left a series of footprints.

Snowflake petal is like a dream, just like his mood at the moment, quite unreal, he is about to see her.

At the foot of Nianci mountain, he slowly stops and looks up quietly.

This is a small mountain, the peak is not high, nothing strange, but there is a kind of quiet away from the muddy world.

Looking up from the bottom of the mountain, you can still see the temple on the top of the mountain. It is a nunnery, quiet and quiet.He took a hard breath, gently raised the soles of his feet, not against the sky, but step by step up the stone steps.

He didn't know whether to be excited or nervous. He had hopes in his heart, for fear that the woman was not Chu Xuan or Chu Ling.

He also did not dare to use the evolution of the Zhou Dynasty to speculate.

In other words, he did not dare to reveal the answer easily. The years were too vicissitudes, and he always wanted to leave some thoughts.

Snow is still floating, gently hit his shoulder, turned into fog, into his clothes, but not cold.

He boarded the stone steps, foresight a tile house temple, in front of the temple, there is a little nun holding a broom to sweep the snow, heart is not quiet, mumbling endlessly.

"Eh?" Xu is aware of someone, the little nun can't help looking sideways, she is still a girl, Ling Che big eyes fluttering, "who are you?"

"Just a passer-by." Ye Chen smiles and opens a jar of turbid wine. He looks up and takes a sip. However, he feels that the liquor is extraordinary. The entrance is strong, but his stomach is like a wisp of water.

Subconsciously, he turned his head slightly and looked down at the old town at the foot of the mountain. The old man who was selling wine was still there. He took a nap with his hands and waited for wine.

Wine is turbid wine, but it is extraordinary. Although the old man is sloppy, it will not be simple, which makes him feel surprised.

"Back to nature?" Ye Chen once again murmured.

"Then what are you doing here?" The little nun raised her face and her eyes were crystal clear.

Ye Chen came back to God, arched his hand and said, "I want to see the city fairies without tears, but also hope that the path Gu pass."

"Er." Xiaodaogu welcomed her and ran in with her broom. Then a voice came back, "master, someone wants to see the fairy."

Soon, the little nun jumped out, followed by a man, an old nun.

"Master, that's him." Little nun.

The old nun salutes and scans Ye Chen up and down. She is embarrassed to break Ye Chen because of her spiritual deficiency.

"I've met the Taoist nun." Ye Chen is very polite.

"Inside, please." The old nun held out her hand.

Thank you very much Ye Chen stepped into Nianci temple.

Nianci nunnery is not big, very quiet, except for the little nun and the old nun, there is only one person.

The third person, of course, is the city fairy without tears.

Ye Chen useless guidance, very accurate to find her position, not impatient, step by step.

Deep in the green bamboo, is a small bamboo house, he just stopped, quietly standing, heart fluttering, the holy body promotion, tight, not lax.

"Is it... Is it you?" Thousands of words, he always use this sentence as the opening remarks, dry voice, hoarse voice, with a touch of ancient vicissitudes.

In a word, a breeze, snow petals also swaying.

But smell a creak, bamboo house slowly opened, a peerless woman out, a white dress dust, just like this snow, without the slightest dirt.

She was covered with plain gauze and could not see her true face. Her eyes were clear and clean, but she was extremely indifferent. Three thousand green silk moved without wind, and the threads were stained with Shenxia.

Ye Chen only glanced at it, and his tight body was like a ball of deflated gas. He staggered for a moment, as if he had no bone support, and almost collapsed on the spot.

She was not them, and he didn't even have to look at her face, just by her eyes.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

He was a little tired with a smile. His tall and straight old holy body bent down. His face turned pale and his fingers were stiff and he lost his consciousness.

"The holy body of antiquity." No tears fairy a language light murmur, the expression is still indifferent, not cannibalism between fireworks.

Ye Chen hastily collected his thoughts and took out the painting scroll of Chu Xuan (Chu Ling), "the fairy has seen her."

"And you? Have you ever met him? " The fairy as like as two peas, and a picture scroll hung in the air. It depicts a man, exactly like Ye Chensheng, and more accurately, ye Chen.

Ye Chen didn't speak. He took off his black robe and took off the ghost mask, revealing the true face of the vicissitudes of time.

"Most of the people the goddess dreams of are you." No tears Fairy Light words, "the world of mortals, there are really people like you, really cause and effect."

"You haven't answered my question yet." Ye Chen did not squint, quietly looking at the no tears fairy in front of him, "this painting shows people, but you have no tears in the city."

"She is the goddess of the city without tears." No tears fairy, ice flesh and jade bone, gently standing, such as a statue.

As soon as this word came out, ye Chen's lost state of mind suddenly rose, and he bowed his hands in a hurry, and his tone was beseeching, "I want to see your fairy."

"Who is she?" No tears Fairy Light way.

"My wife." When ye Chen reveals these three words, there are tears in his eyes, which can't stop.

"Too forgetful, no tears... Is heartless."

"I want to see her, affectionate or merciless."

"The city without tears has gone. As a city without tears, I can't get in touch." No tears fairy said."When will the city of tears come again?" Ye Chen's body is tense again, hoping to see the no tears fairy. He has missed twice and doesn't want to miss the third time.

"I don't know." The tearless fairy is indifferent and her words are light.

"You don't know." Ye Chen suddenly roared, more than 200 years of repressed emotion, in this instant burst out, momentum suddenly appeared, gas swallow eight waste.

His look, even some ferocious, tears filled eyes, full of blood, tears and blood in the blend.