No one in the world can accurately predict things that have not yet happened in the future.

The master-level powers who have reached the peak of human beings are no exception. They are respected as human immortals or earth immortals. But their essence is still humans, not real immortals and gods.

Buddha's words are very irresponsible, and even include bragging. This is not the truth of what Tangning and the others want to know.

"Master Buddha, don't tease us. We are really curious about what the whole thing is going on." Tang Ning smiled bitterly. How he passed through the barrier at the beginning was only a few vague and unformed trivial memories. How he escaped now is still a pile of broken and scattered memories.

These two processes are undoubtedly very important. If you can remember them clearly and completely, or recall them with the help of others, it will definitely be of great help to those of you in their practice and their understanding of practice.

I woke up here, and I didn’t have to think about it, and I knew that it was the Living Buddha who rescued them and brought them over. So the process of how to come out from the bottom of the lake is crucial for Tang Ning. Even if the Living Buddha has not witnessed everything, he can infer a lot of things from some branches. The Living Buddha should tell the truth, and he shouldn’t fool them!

Unexpectedly, the cute innocent little face of the sixth-generation living Buddha Zang Guba shook his head and said, "I didn't tease you, nor did I make a joke."

"It is impossible for a person to predict the future. Even a master who is proficient in mathematical calculations cannot do such a thing." Tang Ning's expression was serious and his eyes were staring at the living Buddha.

"Boy Tang, you are right. It is indeed impossible for a person to truly predict the future. All the magicians' calculations are based on the environment, numerology, and fortune to obtain the rise, fall, and fortune that the person involved may have in the future. But...... In this way, Buddha's words are different, maybe you can accept it, so you don't think Buddha is fooling you."

The living Buddha pondered a little, his eyes were still clear, but he was no longer childish, but was replaced by a kind of vicissitudes and accumulation of time, full of memories and remembrance of the passing time. Only certain facts that have been experienced and then turned into extremely profound memories will make people show this deep and heavy look and speak slowly: "I know everything in the ancient tomb, and... the Ruyi array is basically written by the Buddha..."

This sentence was shocking! Tang Ning and the other four heads were buzzing and confused!

In unison, "Impossible!"

The living Buddha pointed his nose backwards, "Who am I?"

"Zang Guba."

"Snow Ling."

"A few little fools, I'm asking you the title and title of Buddha."

"Living Buddha!"

"Prefix, prefix! I, a living Buddha, have a prefix! What is the prefix?"

"Sixth generations...Living Buddha, wait, Buddha, you won't really have hundreds of memories of six generations, right?"

"Of course it's true! So, the cursed life of Lord Buddha has turned into this life and it has caused his physical fitness to be extremely slow. Or it just stopped growing sixty years ago. Now he looks like a child, but Lord Buddha is almost seventy years old! Who can I ask for advice? When one day, Lord Buddha, I am tired of living in the world, so I will definitely find a place to reincarnate and strive to be a seven-generation living Buddha..."

The living Buddha's reflex arc is too long and has a strong randomness. He will talk about wherever he catches, and the further he goes. If he doesn't hold it, he will probably follow him back to the Tibetan area.

"That... Buddha!" ​​Zhou Yu was very proud and attracted the attention of the living Buddha. "Your words are wrong, not understandable. Even if you really traveled through six generations and had hundreds of years of memory, it would not reach the Song Dynasty. That dynasty was more than eight hundred years old. Even if you lived in the six generations, you lived for one hundred years in each life, and only six hundred years, it would be equivalent to six hundred years. How do you explain the 200-year gap?"

The Living Buddha did not explain, but directly threw out the names of two people and named their identities. The souls of four people were shaken away from their bodies again!

"Zhao Ling, Huiming."

"To be more accurate, the 19th daughter of Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty, Princess Zhao Ling, the goddess of Wushan, Huiming."

The four of them opened their mouths and couldn't close them, their eyes almost bulged out of their sockets, their expressions were extremely shocked, as if they had forgotten their heartbeat and breathing, and their eyes were blankly at Zang Guba, the sixth-generation living Buddha who looked like a child.

These two names are more powerful than any evidence. Moreover, they also named their identities. Zhao Ling is the 19th daughter of Song Huizong Zhao Ji, and Tang Ning and others don’t know that. Zhao Ling’s self-telling story was not written, and Huiming’s message was not mentioned. If it weren’t for touching on this matter personally, they would never have known it so thoroughly.

"Who was you at that time?"

Compared to how they were rescued, they were asking questions before, which led to such a shocking truth after so many words! But now they all seem to have forgotten, or it is no longer important. Because the words of the Living Buddha are not fake, he knows everything. He has also personally participated in the layout of the so-called Phoenix Nirvana Plan. Of course, it is reasonable to be able to save people like him.

What they are more concerned about now is the real identity of the living Buddha in that era. That mood is like a crazy fan wanting to explore the privacy of their idols.

"The Ruyi Formation was set up by you personally... Then you are from Wushan Sect and are the same as Huiming!" Tang Ning suddenly remembered Huiming's message and mentioned that the Ruyi Formation was originally the mountain protection formation of Wushan Sect.

"Master Buddha, you weren't the suitor of the Wushan goddess at that time, right?"

Jiang Tao's seemingly unreasonable words actually nodded. The pink little face actually felt a little shy.

"Yes, Huiming was one of the three elders of Wushan Sect at that time and was also the most famous beauty in the world. Her beauty, her temperament, her charm, and any words in the world are hard to describe. There are many people who like her. They are both inside and outside the sect. I am a man and a woman. I do like her. I want to pursue her, but it's a pity..."

"What a pity?"

The fire of gossip burned wildly, burning the teenagers' pupils.

"It's a pity that she didn't give me a chance in the end. Everything in the world, the word "love" hurts the most. It hurts not for a moment, but for a lifetime. The deeper the emotional investment, the more severe the injury in the end." His tone was heavy, and he felt touched. It seemed to be warning people later.

It’s awkward to hear a guy who looks like a child talking about his relationship.

It is even more awkward to listen to monks who look like children talking about their relationships.

And the ending can almost be guessed. Because the love injury is hard to heal, I see through the world and choose to become a monk to avoid the world and heal the wounds. Unexpectedly, from then on, there is an old monster in the world who has been through many lifetimes and has experienced the cycle of reincarnation.

"Things in the world are destined. If you block a door, you will definitely open a window. If you really embraced the beauty at that time, then you, the Buddha, will not be in this world today."

"If I can choose, I would rather have a wonderful life at that time be enough for a lifetime, rather than reincarnation in this life, with memories that I have never forgotten for many lifetimes. It seems that luck is actually a curse life."

Buddha said this very sincerely. It is difficult to understand if he is not from his perspective.

"Okay, I've said so much. I've said everything I shouldn't say. You little bastards who should know shouldn't know will know. I'll ask Gada to take you away later. I'm going to clear the scene. Master Buddha."

Stand up from the sand, patted your butt, and jumped to the ground with bare feet.

"Master Buddha, wait and clear the scene? What kind of scene should I clear?"

The living Buddha stood on the ground, his body was less than one meter four, his silk was thick, his face was clean, and he looked cute. But his arrogant eyes and his temperament looked down on everything made him look extremely tall, and this hole seemed to be unable to accommodate him.

"The things are over. Those outsiders don't go home and stay here and don't leave. I can do it if I don't clear the scene?"

It's over? It's over like that?

It seems so simple that it is hard to believe!

There are so many foreign forces and so many powerful organizations. There are so many experts from the world in the world who are at home and abroad to participate in the grand ceremony. It is over and they say it is over? They seem to have done nothing. Tao Qingyi, Liu Yi and others seem to have become decorations. If you do anything practical, you have to carry your butt home.

Tang Ning, Zhou Yu, Jiang Tao, the three of them looked at each other, and they couldn't even say what they felt. The ancient tomb incident was over like this? It seemed a little unhappy!

"Why, a few little bastards, you have the benefits. Do you want to do it again? Okay, come on, let Lord Buddha design for you, and have another dangerous situation." Lord Buddha said, and acted as he sat back on the sand again.

"Okay, thank you Lord Buddha. You are busy." The three of them quickly laughed. If you do it again, it's not enough to have fun!

"Just leave here, see you again if you are destined to be together."

The sound fell and there was no trace in the blink of an eye. Tang Ning felt something in his arms. He looked down and saw that the milky white hard guy stuck in his chest was the strange beast bone suspected to have the complete Biluo God Spell on it.

Tang Ning and the other four were basically naked, but they were wrapped in a few layers of red cloth, like monk robes unique to Tibetan Buddhism, with a scientific name and a plate. They looked like a lama.

The lama named Gada was one of four iron rod lamas. He had already prepared several large cardboard boxes, stuffed with cotton wool straw and other things, and was very careful. He packed all the treasures and sealed them up. He lifted them onto the car outside. This car is not unfamiliar with the car with military license plates. The car behind the car is very spacious and modified. It is not only easy to load these things, but also safe. They are now hiding national treasures. They have to be careful.

At this time, it was dark outside and the snow was falling a lot. I don’t know what time it is now, nor where it is. When I came down from the mountain, I walked for a long time.
Chapter completed!