90,000 Years of Longevity

Chapter 250: On the Road

Soaring Cloud Temple, in the inner courtyard.

Tang Jingming stood with a serious face.

In front of him were the direct descendants of the Tang Family...

"The matters here have basically been handled. From now on, this will be the focus of our Tang Family. No one is allowed to make trouble because of the Tang Family, do you understand?" Tang Jingming said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" All the descendants answered neatly in unison.

"In addition, every once in a while, I will let one of you come here to guard and live here for a period of one month. During this period, it can be considered for your self-cultivation. Of course, if anything strange happens while you are living, I must be notified as soon as possible." Tang Jingming squinted his eyes. When he said this, his voice was somewhat chilly.

Around, the direct descendants were very puzzled after listening.

"Yes!" However, they didn't dare to disobey the patriarch's order, and they all answered timely again.

"Very good. There is one last one. Today, I will find someone to install cameras in this temple, and the images inside will be transmitted to the Tang Family in real time. I will invite a group of people to inspect here every day."

Tang Jingming spoke again.

He did this for a very simple purpose...

Soaring Cloud Temple was just a springboard, Lingshan Temple was the real useful one.

He took over the temple and did so many things, not because of Master Yi Deng, but because he wanted to find the entrance of Lingshan Temple.

But regarding Tang Jingming's thoughts, the Tang Family's direct descendants at the scene didn't even know.

"Don't worry, Patriarch, we will arrange all the details here!"

"Yes, Patriarch."

Though the direct descendants couldn't figure it out, they still agreed and also felt positive about this.

"This time's matter ends here. Now, there are a lot of people outside, but I am not suitable to come forward. I will leave later and all of you should leave too. Let the bodyguards take over the things here."

Tang Jingming waved his hand.

After saying this...

He turned around and walked towards the side door of the temple.

...

Qingyi Town, an earthen house stood alone in a wasteland.

At this moment, the doors of the earthen house were all open, and an ancient zither was presented very clearly.

The sun was high as it let the whole town become hot.

The old people sitting in front of the door waved the fan in their hands harder, but even so, sweat gradually overflowed on their foreheads. So they could only get up and return into the house.

As time flowed, in the town, all the elderly and children had entered the house.

The whole town was empty; no one could be seen.

But in front of the earthen house at the end of the town, the door was open.

It was just that the two big trees planted in front of the door basically block out the sun.

Not only was it not hot here, but there was a cool feeling in the air too.

And Ye Bei, dressed in a white robe, was sitting behind the ancient zither.

His white fingers were placed on it, but he didn't play or speak, and his gaze kept quietly looking at the unchanging scenery outside.

It was just that the scenery in front of Ye Bei's eyes was too quiet.

Except for occasional wind blowing...

Occasionally leaves fell...

Occasionally, some birds passed by, and nothing else changed.

However, even with this kind of scenery, Ye Bei was still fascinated.

Time, years!

It had no meaning.

At this moment, Ye Bei seemed to have become a rock, standing still in the long river of time.

Maybe an hour

Or maybe two hours...

Or maybe a day passed

After the color of the sky changed several times, there was a casual light in Ye Bei's indifferent eyes sitting on the chair. He opened his mouth and muttered, "There is a long way to go."

This sentence was very abrupt.

But this one contained too much emotion and thinking.

In this world, Ye Bei was the only person who could truly understand.

And after he finished saying this, on Leshan's side, Tang Jingming was already on his way down the mountain... and the giant Buddha statue was getting more and more inclined, and a depressed breath continued to spread in the air.

...

Leshan, on the Buddha's road.

"Hurry up!" Tang Jingming quickened his pace, and at the same time urged the Tang Family members nearby.

"Yes, sir."

After a day and night of tossing, most of the direct descendants had tired expressions on their faces. But facing Tang Jingming's voice, they still answered quickly and tried to speed up.

Among them, the one closest to Tang Jingming, when he sped up, his eyes were full of curiosity.

"Patriarch, is there something going on in such a hurry to descend the mountain?" The guy asked in a low voice.

Tang Jingming glared at him, "You don't need to know what you shouldn't know."

"I understand, Patriarch." There was a panic in the eyes of this descendant, and he quickly slowed down, not daring to stay beside Tang Jingming any longer.

But when Tang Jingming said these words, many things appeared in his mind.

Firstly, there were too many people today, and Soaring Cloud Temple had received a groundbreaking attention. So Tang Jingming would have no chance to go through Soaring Cloud Temple and then to Lingshan Temple. But after a while, he must find a good day and opportunity.

Secondly, the background of the young man who blocked the car on the Buddha's road yesterday was definitely not simple, and before going down the mountain, he had already called to confirm that the place for the young man was in Qingyi Town.

Now that Tang Jingming descended so quickly, he didn't really want to rush back to deal with some things in the Tang Family, but wanted to see Ye Bei once and ask a few questions.

The speed of going down the mountain was still very fast.

In a blink of an eye...

They walked to the stone path.

Only at this moment did the Tang Family's direct descendants who opened the way in the front slow down.

Because they didn't know when...

The tea stall, which had always been free and placed on the side of the road, was now directly in the middle of the stone road, and the passing tourists had no opinion on this, and they walked to the sides of the stone road and detoured.

And beside the tea stall, the old man, holding a large porcelain bowl in his hand, was sitting at the table, pouring it into his mouth.

There was a lot of tea in the bowl, and the old man made a gurgling sound while drinking it.

"Hey, old guy, setting up a stall and standing in the middle of the road like this, what do you want to do? Get out of the way quickly..." Among them, one of the Tang's descendant stepped forward and stood in front of the old man, cursing.

Behind, Tang Jingming frowned slightly. He knew this old man, he set up a stall in this place every day, but he never blocked the road before, but now he appeared in the middle, making it clear that he was looking for something, so he didn't say anything to stop him.

Of course, the most important thing was that in Tang Jingming's view, this old man had no background, even if he was provoked, it didn't matter.

After the Tang's descendant's voice fell, the old man sitting at the table drank all the tea, put the porcelain bowl on the table, and a crisp sound came out.

"You guys can't go yet!" His hoarse voice came