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At that time, the world still had four continents, and according to modern history, the dynasty was still the Tang Dynasty.

The Battle of the Gods, Tripitaka's journey to the West.

The two events took place only a short thousand years apart.

This is just a blink of an eye in the lifespan of countless immortals and Buddhas.

But why has there been such a big change in just a thousand years?

Only two of the four continents remained, and their names were also changed.

The heaven and the underworld are both empty, and the Three Pure Ones are not there.

"Life span? It can't be calculated. The heaven and earth, time and space are different. The heaven and earth at that time are also different from the heaven and earth now. The so-called life span algorithm is just a calculation method in modern society." The old monk shook his head.

"I know you have a lot of questions you want to ask me, but I can't explain them clearly."

"After I achieved the Vajra of Universal Illumination, I returned to Dongsheng Shenzhou and was waiting to be led to the Buddha's kingdom. Coincidentally, a great change occurred in the world. Dongsheng Shenzhou and Beijuluzhou were shattered, and all living things in the Ganges were annihilated. I was at peace in the midst of it." The old monk smiled bitterly and said, "When I woke up, I found that the Buddha's guidance had disappeared. There was no Buddha here anymore, so how could I go to the Buddha's kingdom? So what was the point of bringing the Vajra of Universal Illumination here?"

The old monk glanced at Fang Zuo and said, "Master, I'm afraid you've already noticed it."

"That's right." Fang Zuo nodded. "I know that the gods and Buddhas in the sky have disappeared. I don't know where they went."

"They're gone, the Dharma Ending Age is about to begin a new era. You and I are both left with no way forward," the old monk said bitterly. "We were so pious, they left anyway. Why didn't they take us with them? Why didn't they leave a small path for us to follow?"

"So the master built the Guanyin statue, using incense and popularity to prolong life..." Fang Zuo understood, and then asked, "But why is there so much karma and resentment here? How did the master do it?"

Fang Zuo was a little curious. It was fine to deceive the world by using the statue of Guanyin, but how could the large-scale killings be concealed from the government?

"Of course it was me who did it." The old monk's face was dry and cracked, and he covered his chin with a sinister look as he spoke. "I simply borrowed the power of the Mikami family, used a few industrial accidents as a cover, and caused a few public casualties. But it was ultimately a last resort. I made a choice at the moment and ended up getting caught in my own trap. The karmic resentment I provoked has trapped me so much that I dare not move."

Fang Zuo naturally understood what he meant.

He used human souls to extend his lifespan, but was entangled by the resentful power of cause and effect. In an era when spiritual power was so weak, he did not dare to consume the original Buddhist teachings to purify the resentful power of cause and effect.

Once you do this, not only will the lifespan be increased in vain, but you will also have to pay a lot of money out of your pocket.

An unsolvable closed loop.

"So the master thought of using the Longevity Contract." Fang Zuo said, "But now that the Buddha Kingdom is gone, the Longevity Contract's effect is very limited."

"It's better than nothing. It can only drag on for a few more days. People are like this. The longer they live, the more they fear death. Even if they achieve the state of Vajra-illuminating, they still fear death." The old monk sighed. "Only Jambudvīpa still has some Buddha power. Who made this island nation unable to even send incense?"

The old monk raised his head and smiled, "I was wondering why the Immortal came here. It turns out he came for the immortality contract. I guess those temples must have paid a huge price to invite him."

"That's right." Fang Zuo nodded. "I wonder if I can get the immortality deeds of these thirteen ancient temples back from the mage?"

The old monk laughed heartily and said, "Although you are a Taoist, and I am as thin as a withered grass, I am no match for you. But you should know that the immortality contract requires my voluntary release. Otherwise, even if you beat me to death, it will still be in vain."

"That's true." Fang Zuo sighed. "It seems I came all this way for nothing. The woman upstairs even said she would help me persuade you, but I guess she's just overthinking it."

"Not really." The old monk shook his head. "The longevity contracts of these thirteen ancient temples are like chicken ribs to me now. I can also unlock them, as long as the real person promises me three things."

"One." Fang Zuo shook his head and said, "You should know the way we Daoists operate. We're not afraid of trouble, but we're afraid of trouble. If it's too much trouble to connect with your karma, I'd rather not take the reward from those old guys."

"Two," the old monk said, "I promise it won't be too much trouble for you, Master. You might as well listen to them."

"Tell me about it." Fang Zuo touched his chin.

The old monk came over in spirit.

"No." Fang Zuo patted his butt, stood up neatly, turned around and prepared to leave.

"We can still discuss it, we can still discuss it." The old monk said hurriedly: "How about we do the first thing after we can achieve the Great Dao of Immortality? The second thing is not a big deal for the Taoist sect, right?"

"It's just to leave a descendant for the San Shang family. I've seen many Taoists practice dual yin and yang, and it's just to give her a little vitality during the dual practice. Besides, the woman above is so charming, she's a top-notch cauldron. Isn't this okay?"

"Since you can see the Yin-Yang patterns on my Dao rhyme, you naturally know my heart's Dao. Now I don't have any descendants, so I can't make an exception for this." Fang Zuo turned around and shook his head.

"Then I'll change it." The old monk said, "Master, just promise to practice dual cultivation with her. Is that okay? If you don't agree to this, Master is being too hypocritical. In a common saying, are you a man?"

"Whether I'm a man or not is none of your business." Fang Zuo said unhappily, "You seem to know quite a bit about our Dao sect. Are you betting on the slightest chance when the dragon and the tiger meet, and when yin and yang complement each other?"

"I'm curious why you're so protective of the Mikami family. They're just a mortal family, so why bother with them?"

"After all, I've been friends with the Mikami family for so many years..." The old monk's face showed an indescribable melancholy: "I owed the first generation head of the Mikami family a promise, that naive little guy..."

He muttered a Buddhist name softly, then slapped himself in regret.

"Okay, I agree." Fang Zuo nodded.

"You are straightforward, a real man!" The old monk nodded, raised his withered hand and gave a thumbs up.

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up." Fang Zuo said unhappily.

The old monk's skull-like face showed a look of reluctance.

He took a deep breath.

Another long sigh.

"What you seek so hard is but a mirage."

The two withered hands make the Avalokitesvara seal.

Close your eyes slowly.

"All phenomena are impermanent, arising and ceasing. When arising and ceasing have ceased, there is nirvana, which is bliss."

As this Buddhist scripture was recited, the old monk's whole body made a sound of bones breaking.

An invisible force dissipated into thin air.

"Donor, that's enough." said the old monk.

A golden light flashed in his mouth, and all his gold teeth shattered.

"The old monk is quite willing to give it up." Fang Zuo bowed in a Taoist manner.

"What can I do if I'm reluctant?" The old monk sneered with his dry lips. As the Eternal Life Contract dissipated, he seemed to be much more relaxed: "Do you think this is my first day dealing with you Taoists? You Taoists look like you're about to leave, but I know that once you turn around, you'll strike down with a palm. Will you be willing to leave like this without giving it a try?

Fang Zuo touched his chin and said, "There's no need to describe our Dao sect as bandits..."

"That's enough..." the old monk interrupted, "Instead of doing this, I'd rather switch with you."

"If you really have great potential, maybe I can still leave a seed outside."

"If that time ever comes, I will definitely ask the Buddha face to face why he abandoned me after appearing in my dream to enlighten me."

After saying this, the old monk's sunken eyes actually turned red.

self-mumbling.

It’s just that this bloody color of the skull looks a bit scary.

"Why, why? Why...why..."

The chattering sound echoed over and over again.

Fang Zuo walked out of the villa.

Mikami Yuya asked nervously, "What's going on? Did the old man agree? Do you want me to persuade him? He's always been very kind to me."

Fang Zuo nodded: "Okay, but I agreed to one condition."

"What conditions?" Mikami Yuya breathed a sigh of relief.

I am finally free.

"Fuck you!" the man said.

Chapter 272: Yuya Mikami was betrayed

Inside the largest banquet hall of the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo.

The largest entertainment media reception in recent years was held.

The initiator is director Takeshi Kitano.

In Japan, some people may not know who the current Prime Minister is, but there is absolutely no one who does not know who Takeshi Kitano is.

Although he often speaks without restraint and says things that make people laugh and cry, making others feel embarrassed.

But, he is the last world-class film master in Japan.

Takeshi Kitano is the right person for the job.

Nowadays.

Media reporters from all over Japan and foreign media reporters stationed in Japan came.

Get together.

It was for the press conference for Takeshi Kitano's latest movie.

In his last Warring States film, Shuri, he directed and edited the Warring States image that has always been the focus of Taiga dramas into something absurd and nonsensical.

But the description of the lower class people, the analysis of the middle class warriors, and the manipulation of the high-level bigwigs are all filled with greed, anger, ignorance, cruelty and viciousness.

Although it has received mixed reviews, some like it and some criticize it, it cannot be denied that it is still at the master level.

In today's era when Japanese films are gradually declining, Takeshi Kitano is Japan's hope.

Takeshi Kitano sat in the middle of the press conference, with flash cameras flashing non-stop.

He was the only one sitting there, with the seat next to the heroine empty.

All media know that the heroine of this movie is Yui Oda, the hottest and most mysterious idol star now.

It's too early to call him a superstar, after all, he doesn't have any representative works.

But she never participates in any entertainment activities, and just posts updates about her daily life on time.

Even so, it has attracted a large number of fans.

Every time she releases a video, it becomes a trending topic in Japan.

“Thank you all for coming here.”

"As you all know, my mother passed away not long ago."

Kitano Takeshi said with a smile, starting with an incident like this at home.

"I once thought that the best way to say goodbye to the deceased is to smile, a happy smile, so when I anticipated this day, I even designed the lines I would say to the undertaker."

“Please, grill my mother medium-rare because she always liked it medium-rare.”

The whole audience was silent, and although it was ridiculous, they felt it was very Kitano Takeshi.

"But I didn't say it in the end." Kitano Takeshi still smiled, a little sadly: "Especially when my sister took out the passbook that my mother left me."

"After I became an adult, my mother strongly urged me to give her some money every month. I complained about it at one point, but then I realized that every penny she gave her was saved for me."

"This old woman didn't even realize that the money she kept in the bank had depreciated in value after all these years, and there wasn't much left. She still hoped that this passbook would help me when I was in trouble."

"At the moment of her death, she was probably still worried that I, a 70-year-old old man who did absurd things, would end up alone, penniless, and dying in pain."

"Even though I'm a big director and considered an asshole by many people, in her eyes, I'm still a seven-year-old who wets the bed. No matter how old I get, even now that I can't pee smoothly..."

There was something shining in Kitano Takeshi's eyes. He took a breath in self-mockery, paused, and continued:

"A jerk reporter once asked me: He said, Takeshi Kitano, your films are always full of violence and blood. Don't you think this will encourage violence in the world?"

"I replied that there are so many beautiful, touching and tear-jerking movies in this world, but the world hasn't become more peaceful at all, has it?"

"Now, please, is that asshole reporter still here?"

"Oh, there you are, you bastard, damn, why do you look older than me, can you pee well?"

"Now I want to tell you again, you old bastard, my movie may make the world a little more peaceful..."

"You probably want to know what this movie is about..."

"It's a smile."

“Yes, this movie is all about smiles.”

“There’s not so much preaching and meaning in life.”

"Fuck the meaning of life!!"

"It's fine to have nothing in life. Just being born, living, and dying is amazing."

"Isn't it?"

"Just a smile is enough."