Nightfall

A Green Pear

As cultivators approached Tile Mountain, they saw that the Buddha statue on the top of the mountain was getting bigger and higher as if its head had touched the actual sky. The cultivators were shocked by this scene.

The chess master from South Jin Kingdom did not care about the Buddha statue at all. He followed the black horse carriage like the most honest of students, with eyes full of adoration and worship.

Looking at his subordinate’s behavior, His Highness, the Crown Prince of South Jin Kingdom was in a very bad mood. He became even more upset, as the mountain breeze would occasionally lift up the curtains of his carriage, revealing the beautiful face of Mo Shanshan.

The monk in the Buddhist chariot was undoubtedly the noblest person in the field so he remained quiet all the time. No one dared to approach him except the sadhus from Yuelun Kingdom. There must be a great event for people from the Unknown Place to show up in the world but no one knew why he came here.

The terrain at the top of Tile Mountain was open and gentle, as if the whole mountain was cut from the middle and became a huge stone plateau. However, the Buddha statue in the middle of the stone plateau was so tall and so large that, in comparison, the stone plateau looked small, just like a tile that Buddha stepped on.

The statue behind Lanke Temple is said to be the largest Buddha statue in the world. However, only when one comes to the statue in person can they truly understand the inexpressible feeling of shock.

Ning Que raised his head and looked at the wisps of autumn clouds drifting slowly from the chest of the statue, recalling that a few years ago when he brought Sangsang back to Chang’an, he saw the picturesque view of the wall of Chang’an reaching all the way to the clouds. Then he realized that the Buddha statue seemed higher than the wall of Chang’an and felt as though he was smaller than before.

The hermitage of Master Qishan was not at the top of the mountain. The black horse carriage bypassed the Buddha statue and went down the mountain path. After a while, a cave with a broken door became visible underneath the giant statue’s left heel.

By the time the autumn sun was already setting, shadows of the statue on Wa Mountain had covered almost the entire foothills at the back of this mountain. The cave was right at the foot of the Buddha statue and was even more obscure in the shadow. The vines between the cliffs seemed to have become thick black lines.

There was a cave behind the vines on the cliff and in front of the cave was a stone platform. Beside the mountain path was a door built casually with firewood, grass and branches. It was the broken door seen previously. It could be seen from the rusty latch that this door was rarely opened.

But the door had been opened today.

The black horse carriage stopped in front of the door and Ning Que helped Sangsang out of the carriage. It was the hottest time of day. Although there was a shadow over the mountain, it was not cold so he did not put a coat over her.

It was the first time that many cultivators in the field saw Sangsang clearly.

People looked at the weary little girl with an ordinary face and yellowish hair and felt surprised, wondering if such a humble girl could really be the legendary Lady of Light?

Monk Guan Hai walked towards the cave with Ning Que and Sangsang.

An old monk stood outside the cave, waiting for a long time.

Those who lived in Tile Mountain were all predecessors of Lanke Temple so they were naturally old.

But this old monk was somewhat different.