In this world, besides him, Ye Bei, is there anyone else who will live forever?

There is actually a answer.

However, those people's immortality is different from Ye Bei.

They just lived a little longer, not truly immortal and forever.

For example, the recent Khufu relied on the Naihe Bridge Stone and lived for five thousand years.

For example, which of the gods and Buddhas who claim to be immortal, does not count as ten thousand? Unfortunately, they have disappeared from the previous era and no trace has been found.

Earlier.

Beyond another world beyond the prehistoric world.

In that era, there was no earth yet.

In the universe, resources are extremely rich, with endless spiritual energy everywhere. Some planets also have creatures, humans, and some fruits full of spiritual energy. As long as you eat them, you can be said to be immortal.

Ye Bei remembers one thing about Changsheng clearly.

When he entered and exited the secret realm, he picked a long holy fruit and ate it, and spit out a painted black core.

It happened that core was swallowed by a crow.

Later, the crow lived for tens of thousands of years...

Time flows, because of the core, it has not died, but its body has dried up, its bones have rotted, and even many memories have been forgotten or deviated. In the end, it turned into a crow and lived for millions of years. Later, it used some means to turn into a human form, hoping to find true immortality.

After he transformed into a human form, he seized the fortune of heaven and earth, searched for countless planets, and defeated countless geniuses.

But in the end, he died and could not resist the impact of time!

That time was too long...

Until now, Ye Bei has forgotten its name that turned into a human form.

It has lived for so long, but in the long river of time, it is still nothing. How sad?

...

There is a street light on the street in front of the bookstore.

The lights are not very bright...

But the light radiates out, and the surroundings can still see clearly.

In front of Ye Bei.

Standing was a monk.

To be precise, this is a female monk.

She was wearing a gray cloth shirt that looked very worn, but was actually spotless.

When she stood, her hands folded, her eyes piously and deep.

She was wearing a string of beads around her neck. If a Buddhist came, she would be amazed, because each string of beads was ancient and vicissitudes, and each one was made of real relics.

She was barefoot.

Every toe is like white jade, crystal clear.

She has walked many roads, but she will not suffer any damage to her body because of those roads.

She stood there and felt a sense of transcendence in the mortal world. Of course, it was still far behind Ye Bei.

"Count it once, 5888." Ye Bei spoke with a faint voice. He was not an exception because he had seen it before. In his eyes, there was no big difference between the female monk in front of him and the layman.

Even Mr. Hua in the courtyard is the same.

However, they lived a longer life, and had a deeper wisdom than ordinary people, and could have a little communication with Ye Bei and speak well.

The female monk said softly: "That won't forget it for the time being! Donor, are you still waiting for that old friend?"

"Not waiting." Ye Bei shook his head.

The female monk thought: "Is it looking for?"

"Not it, it's just meeting." Ye Bei's voice was very casual.

No one around.

The shops around are closed...

The school gate is also closed.

Occasionally, a few cars galloped past the road, leaving behind a afterimage.

After hearing Ye Bei's words, the female monk started thinking. After a long time, she said, "Sir, the woman you met when you were in the ancient town should be very similar to the old friend you were looking for. She can make wood carvings, and she must have certain clues on her body. And there, she has also encountered events in the cycle of reincarnation. However, you did not go into it, but left at will."

"This world may be big for ordinary people, but it is too small for me! If you are destined to be, you will always meet in a period of time, just like you!" Ye Bei still had no fluctuations.

The female monk said again: "Sir, there are also clues to the disappearance of gods and Buddhas. Why did you come to Yandu to be a fortune teller?"

This monk said a lot.

However, Ye Bei did not feel impatient.

He has more time.

He does whatever he wants, and the pace of life, whether fast or slow, has no effect.

"I have been hiding for too long, just experience this life again. Fortune tellers are just the beginning. If I have the chance, I will probably slowly experience every profession in this era!" Ye Bei said softly: "As for those gods and Buddhas, what does it have to do with me?"

Ye Bei's voice was very light.

However, when talking about the last sentence, there was an indescribable domineering spirit in the dullness.

yes!

What does those gods and Buddhas have to do with Ye Bei when they disappear?

I don’t know how many times he witnessed have already...

"That's right, I met a mother and daughter in Dali last time. You should have seen it? That girl seems to be good." The female monk changed the topic, but hesitated when he said this.

Ye Bei sat on the wooden chair, raised his hand, and the white cloth placed on the ground was automatically rolled up, and then put it away. He opened his mouth: "Although the gods and Buddhas disappeared, some people are still in the cycle of reincarnation. This kind of thing is very common."

"So that's it." The female monk nodded.

She still clasped her hands together.

She looked at Ye Bei, and said the following words, but stopped.

"If you want to know who was in your previous life, I will tell you!" Ye Bei saw the female monk's doubts and spoke lightly.

The female monk said nothing.

Outside the bookstore, I was very silent.

It's already late...

It is hard to see pedestrians on the roadside anymore.

On the street, it is hard to see a car that is galloping past for several minutes.

"Forget it! I still don't know." The female monk shook her head: "I feel that in a month, there will be a strange phenomenon in the Leshan Buddha in Lingyun Temple. Can you go?"

"Go!" Ye Bei nodded.

The female monk stopped talking, but bowed gently to Ye Bei, then turned around and walked towards the end of the street.

The gray back looked very lonely.

In front of the bookstore.

Ye Bei stood up and the wooden chair he had just sat on disappeared.

He turned around and walked into the bookstore.

squeak……

The wooden door creaked and closed automatically.

The candlelight lights up.

Ye Bei walked towards the table, sat down again, and a book flew up from the bookshelf.

Ye Bei did not read the name of the book, but opened the title page directly...

"I once held the cycle of reincarnation, but I fell into it myself... Some gods and Buddhas disappeared, but some gods and Buddhas lost their original memories. This is no different from disappearing." Ye Bei murmured softly: "We already met Houtu ninety thousand years ago!"

The sound fell.

The bookstore was very quiet and no one responded.

The female monk didn't know where she had already gone...

...

On the other hand, Lin Zihao, the Lin family in Yandu, was holding a piece of material, and the muscles on his face were trembling continuously.
Chapter completed!