Chapter 972 The Terrible Voice

The old monk looked at Mengge and said, "Whether it is the Buddha sect or any other sect, as long as someone believes it, it means that its existence has its own reason. Whether it is a real lie or a fake scammer, if someone believes it, it means that the fraud is a reasonable thing. He asked you to come because he wanted you to listen to his reason. You may think that this is a new lie before you listen, but after you hear it, you will find that this is not a lie but a real reason."

What he said sounded unreasonable, but Meng Ge listened very carefully and seriously.

"After listening, you find that you believe it. At this time, there is no need to worry about it anymore. Is it because you believe the truth or you have been deceived again?"

The old monk stood up and walked slowly towards Dalun Temple.

"You may not understand everything he does at this moment, because your thinking and his thinking are not on the same side. You think he is evil, but he himself thinks he is a real and true great good."

"don't know"

Meng Ge shook his head.

"It doesn't matter. Now you don't understand it anymore. Follow me, and then you will see a scene where you will never forget it until you die. When you are old, you may regret seeing this. Few people can see the ending, and you are very lucky."

Brother Meng followed the old monk and suddenly thought of something: "You said just now that he still can't live without you, so he won't kill you?"

"He has no one who cannot be separated from. Even people like Dalun Mingwang and Sang Lun can give up, let alone an old guy like me who may die at any time in his twilight years. I said he would not kill me because he could use me, not because he could not live without me. What he could use and cannot live without are two completely different concepts. If I could be the latter, that would be great."

"Can you talk?"

Meng Ge asked.

He suddenly realized that the Buddhist sect he thought he knew was so strange.

Once, he thought he knew the Buddha sect more than the people of the Buddha sect. It was precisely because he was determined to eradicate the Buddha sect and bring the dominance of the Golden Family to the peak that he went back to understand. When you regard a person or a force as an enemy but have no understanding of it, then you failed from the beginning.

In Mengge's impression, the people of the Buddhist sect are all borers. These people wear the best clothes, live in the best places, eat the best food, occupy large tracts of land, but do not pay even a copper coin tax to the royal court. They enjoy the worship of the herdsmen and collect the heavy filial piety of the herdsmen. The wealth of monks even exceeds that of the Mongol court! These people also have this unparalleled privilege. If monks kill people, they don't have to pay their lives, and sometimes they don't even need to compensate.

The princes and ministers were proud to make friends with a high monk, and even offered their wives and daughters!

Such sects are borers.

For the development of the Mongol Yuan, the Buddhist sect has no benefit at all.

But today, Mengge suddenly discovered that the Buddha sect he knew was a false Buddha sect, or the appearance of the Buddha sect. Now, he is step by step approaching the truth of the Buddha sect and the truth that few people in this world can see.

"Can you say, why can't you say?"

The old monk smiled and said, "I don't want this secret to be brought into the soil by me."

"How many great freedom have you seen?"

The old monk asked.

Brother Meng thought about it carefully, and then replied uncertainly: "Five, it seems to be five. I have seen one before, and four a while ago."

“Six.”

The old monk looked back at him: "I am also very free."

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The old monk's words scared Meng Ge so much that he stood there and could not move forward any further. His face turned pale in an instant, as white as the snow-covered snowy mountain that had not melted for tens of thousands of years. He said I was also very free, and just these few words made Meng Ge's heart stop beating.

"Scared?"

The old monk couldn't help laughing, as if he felt that it was normal to react to Mengge.

"I am the Great Freedom. All you have seen are the Great Freedom. But I am not the first Great Freedom, nor the last Great Freedom."

Mengge swallowed hard, feeling that his thoughts were stiff at this moment and could not continue. This time he entered Dalun Temple, it seemed that something was deliberately placed in front of him for him to see, which completely subverted his former cognition. He had only hatred and hatred for the Buddha Sect, but at this moment he was full of surprise and curiosity.

"How much freedom is there?"

He asked.

"I don't know this either."

The old monk shook his head indifferently: "I am not the first one, so I don't know how many there are in front. I am not the last one, so I don't know how many there are in the back. It can be said that the existence of Great Freedom is not shorter than that of Great Lun Mingwang. However, in these years we call it Great Freedom. Because Great Freedom is the disciple of Great Lun Mingwang, the disciple naturally cannot live longer than the master. Let me think about it... When I was young, I was not called Great Freedom, but the Great Wei Tianzun."

"Great Powerful Heavenly Lord!"

Mengge's mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times, and murmured: "I've heard about it a long time ago. Before the four great heavenly masters of Great Freedom, Lingbao, Wisdom, and Shiyuan, there were four great heavenly masters under the throne of the Great Wheel Ming. The head of the Heavenly Master is the Great Power Heavenly Master."

"Oh... I forgot if you don't say it. The Buddha Sect has always claimed that the Great Wheel Ming King is reincarnated, not alive. That's right, there were four great heavenly priests under the previous Great Wheel Ming throne, and there were four great heavenly priests under each Great Wheel Ming throne. I just forgot when the name was changed from the Great Wisdom Heavenly priests to the Great Zizai Heavenly priests. The so-called four great heavenly priests in the Buddha Sect, from beginning to end, only the first one is the real heavenly priest. The other three, and the other three of each group of four great heavenly priests actually exist without any meaning."

"But the Wisdom Heavenly Lord may not be him. The other few people are just ornaments, and they will be the same as everyone else."

The old monk said as he walked: "Whether it is the great power of the four great heavenly masters of the previous group or the great free heavenly masters of the current great freedom, he is actually a person from beginning to end. Just like the Great Wheel Mingwang claims to be constantly reincarnated, but in fact he is also a person from beginning to end. The difference is that the Great Wheel Mingwang and I live in different ways. He relies on changing bodies, but I am not, I rely on... Forget it, you don't understand, and few people in this world can understand it."

"Aren't those great freedoms you?"

Meng Ge asked.

The old monk answered for granted: "It's me, why not me? I told you that my way of existence is different from that of the Great Wheel Mingwang. But it is a very hard thing to explain to you. The most important thing is that no matter how hard you work, you may not be able to understand it. Whether it is the Great Power Heavenly Lord in different periods in the past or the Great Freedom in different periods, it is all me... By the way, it will be easier for you to understand it like this... They are all me, and they are the things that I have left with my clone."

After saying this, the old monk was stunned for a moment, then sighed: "Maybe... I am also a clone of someone else... Alas, I still can't think about this kind of thing. The more I think about it, the more I feel uncomfortable. Great freedom is actually uncomfortable, not at all."

He took Mengge through the Dalun Mingwang Hall, which was the road that Sang Lun walked a while ago. On that day, Sang Lun walked slowly and slowly through the Dalun Mingwang Hall, and then made a choice behind the Dalun Mingwang Hall. There was only one road behind the Dalun Mingwang Hall, a road leading to the inside of the mountain. That day, Sang Lun did not walk into the inside of the mountain, but went up.

The old monk stood at the secret passage and looked back at Mengge: "In your memory, have people always told you that the first unified country on the prairie was the Mongol Empire? Has anyone always told you that the people of this empire's Kuoke Taimeng family were the first king on the prairie? In fact, this is all wrong. For the vast history, the Mongol Empire is like a young child, particularly immature."

"Let's go"

He pointed to the black secret saying: "Walk with me, and you will never forget what you are about to see."

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dark

Endless darkness

Although I knew I was walking on a road leading to the inside of the Daxue Mountains, I just gave people the feeling that I was walking on an endless wilderness, an endless dark wilderness. If I hadn't raised my hand to touch the surrounding stone walls, Mengge knew that he would have an illusion that he could not find the direction.

The direction is fixed, but it makes people feel that there is no direction.

The old monk did not lit the torch, so his eyes lost their effect after walking down less than fifty stone steps. Mengge held his breath because he had to listen to the old monk's breathing hard. He would feel more at ease when he heard other people's breathing. Fortunately, the old monk was so old that his breathing was particularly heavy.

The sound was like the north wind passing by the ground on the northwest grassland.

Only those who have experienced the absolute darkness personally will understand that what makes people feel at ease is definitely not the sound of footsteps, but the sound of breathing. Because the sound of footsteps does not mean that a living person is by his side, the sound of breathing means that a living person is not far away. Brother Meng listened to his breathing and footsteps, and dared not let himself take one step faster and one step slower.

"If you're afraid, just talk."

The old monk's voice floated from the front not far away. At this time, Meng Ge realized that he had been so far away by the old monk. He thought he was following the old monk tightly, but when he heard the sound, he realized that it was all an illusion. Darkness always makes all his senses useless.

"Where is this leading to? How deep is it?"

"I don't know how deep it is, but I know that there are 9,999 levels in this stone staircase. Maybe it's deep in the mountains, maybe it's already below the ground. But don't worry, what I want to take you to is not hell. The Great Wheel Mingwang was once imprisoned by me... Another person I was imprisoned here, so the reason why Da Zizai knew more than Da Lun Mingwang. Do you know why I know more than Da Lun Mingwang?"

"Because, I am his slave."

The old monk smiled and said, "You can say that, because he gave my life. I don't know the great freedom in the past, but I must have given my life."

“Why is it so deep?”

Meng Ge asked again.

"Safe"

The old monk thought for a while and replied: "It's like an ostrich in the desert. When it comes to danger, he will drill his head into the sand. Just like a mouse at home, he will drill into the corner when it comes to danger. The reason why it was built here was probably because it was hidden deep enough and dark enough that others would not find it."

This explanation seems to be good.

"It's halfway through."

The old monk said to Mengge: "Now there is a door on your left hand, and the Great Lun Ming King was locked here."

Meng Ge subconsciously looked to the left, but couldn't see anything. At this time, he had already begun to suspect that he was blind and completely turned into a blind man.

The deeper I walked, the more buzzing sound became clearer. It was a sound that Mengge had never heard before, and it was neither an animal nor a plant.

"What sound?"

"The voice of power"

The old monk replied: "A kind of power you don't understand is also a kind of power you can't understand. It is a roar of unwillingness when the power is locked up. It is struggling and wants to come out of the place where it is locked up. But it just can't come out because it doesn't allow it to come out."

He and it, Mengge understands it.

"This sound is terrible..."

Maybe all I am afraid of is the sound, maybe the sound is really scary. Meng Ge couldn't help but tremble for a few times, feeling cold all over his body.

"What's scary is not the sound."
Chapter completed!