Max-Level Learning Ability: Facing The Cliff And Repenting For 80 Years Chapter 437: The Lady in the Sea of Flowers (2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Then, after three generations, they beca completely localized. Except for their origins, everything about the Buddhist sects was different.

At the foot of Mount Suru, many locals made three prostrations and nine kowtows to reach this place, their faces relaxed with relieved smiles, shedding their burdens and pressures. They circled the mountains, waters, and Buddhist pagodas, finally arriving at the foot of Mount Suru to receive baptism and achieve spiritual completion.

Li Qingshan watched for a while before stepping onto Mount Suru.

As soon as he set foot on Mount Suru, Li Qingshan felt a heartbeat.

It was not his heartbeat.

It was the heartbeat of Mount Suru.

Li Qingshan looked at Mount Suru in astonishnt, “It’s alive!”

This entire mountain was alive.

Different from the Big Clock and the nine heavens, these were all realization magic treasures.

Mount Suru was a mountain that, through countless ages, nourished by Amitabha and countless followers, gradually developed its own heartbeat.

It was awakening.

After thoroughly investigating, Li Qingshan decided not to disturb Mount Suru. This was a rare miracle of countless ages, and there was no enmity between him and the mountain, so he saw no need to disrupt it.

“There’s no sign of any won on Mount Suru either,” Li Qingshan said, frowning, as his Emperor’s primordial spirit enveloped the entire mountain.

“Wait, there’s an Emperor!” Suddenly, Li Qingshan realized the presence of an Emperor on Mount Suru who had also noticed him.

On Mount Suru, there was a simple and unassuming Emperor residing on an unnad peak. The peak stood like a Buddha on one side of Mount Suru, not very conspicuous, but an Emperor lived there—a person who could see through Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan raised his eyes and t the gaze of this Emperor.

It was an old monk, his beard white, dressed in a crescent-white monk robe, holding a broom and sweeping fallen leaves.

“Welco, Immortal Emperor Li, to Mount Suru,” the old monk said with a smile.

“Senior, you know ?” Li Qingshan stepped forward, creating ripples in space, and arrived at the peak to see the old monk.

“The Immortal Plane’s prominent Emperor, this old monk still knows of you,” the old monk said, smiling freely at Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan looked at the old monk and then at the surroundings. The blooming phoenix trees blocked much sunlight, providing shade. The old monk was sweeping the steps leading deeper into the mountain.

“How should I address you, senior?” Li Qingshan asked.

“Monk Fayin,” the old monk said softly.

“Senior Fayin, you feel different from other Emperors in the Immortal Plane,” Li Qingshan observed the old monk and spoke directly.

Monk Fayin put away his broom and walked up the steps, asking, “How am I different? We are all of the Emperor realm.”

“No, you feel like an Emperor from a million years ago, not like today’s Emperors,” Li Qingshan said seriously.

Having experienced the era from a million years ago, Li Qingshan instantly recognized that Monk Fayin fit perfectly with that ti but seed out of place in the current era.

Monk Fayin looked at Li Qingshan with surprise, not expecting him to notice. Walking up the steps, he said, “I broke through to the Emperor Realm a million years ago. Perhaps because I always long for that era, I can’t fit into the current one.”

“Senior, may I ask you to enlighten ?” Li Qingshan followed Monk Fayin, humbly asking for guidance.

“You are now the lord of the Celestial Court, powerful in the Immortal Plane. What puzzles you?” Monk Fayin asked.

“Senior, I ca to the Western Lands to find a woman. She is here in the Western Lands,” Li Qingshan explained.

“If you’re looking for a woman, you should ask soone else. Although I am an Emperor, I am isolated from the news. If not for the disturbance you caused when you broke through, I wouldn’t even know about it. I haven’t appeared in public for a long ti,” Monk Fayin said.

“I used the rules to search for her. The rules told she was in the Western Lands, but the Western Lands are vast. Finding one woman here is like searching for a needle in a haystack. Please, senior, assist ,” Li Qingshan pleaded.

The strength of the old monk was sothing Li Qingshan couldn’t fathom. Realizing this, Li Qingshan decided to lower his stance, hoping it might yield different results.

This was Li Qingshan’s first ti communicating with another Emperor since becoming one himself.

“Who’s the woman you’re looking for? I can help you find the woman you are looking for,” Monk Fayin agreed, seeing Li Qingshan’s respectful approach.

“Her na is Hua Yun. She ca to the Western Lands less than twenty years ago and is very beautiful,” Li Qingshan explained.

“Hua Yun…” Monk Fayin’s expression changed upon hearing the na, muttering to himself with a peculiar look at Li Qingshan.

“What’s the matter?” Li Qingshan asked curiously. Could there be more to Hua Yun?

“I do know soone by that na, but I’m not sure if she’s the one you’re looking for,” Monk Fayin said.

“Please tell , and I will determine that myself,” Li Qingshan said eagerly, finally seeing a glimr of hope.

“In the Western Lands, before the Buddhist sects were established, Amitabha attained enlightennt and founded the Buddhist sects. At the sa ti, there was an Immortal nad Hua Yun who also attained the Dao. Amitabha referred to her as his elder sister. Although she did not join the Buddhist sects, she was honored as the Flower Bodhisattva, overseeing all flowers. Her na was Hua Yun,” Monk Fayin said softly.

Li Qingshan slowly furrowed his brow, looking at the monk in disbelief, and asked, “Are you saying that when Amitabha attained enlightennt, this Flower Immortal already existed?”

The era of Amitabha was indeed ancient, possibly around eight million years ago. What relationship did the Flower Immortal from that ti have with the current Hua Yun?

Monk Fayin nodded and said, “I only know of one Hua Yun, recorded in the earliest Buddhist scriptures. Whether she is related to the Hua Yun you speak of, I don’t know. But after several million years, they likely aren’t connected.”

“Has no woman been coming to Mount Suru during this ti?” Li Qingshan asked.

“I’ll ask for you. There have indeed been won coming to Mount Suru during this period, but I don’t know if any of them are the Hua Yun you’re looking for.” The monk imdiately inquired with the leader of Mount Suru and received a clear answer.

“There has been no woman nad Hua Yun coming to Mount Suru in the past ten to twenty years,” Monk Fayin told Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan pondered, frowning slightly. This seed like searching for a needle in a haystack again.

“Senior, please tell the life story of that Flower Immortal,” Li Qingshan asked.

“Alright, but don’t get your hopes up. It has been so many years. Back then, Flower Immortal didn’t join Buddhism, but Amitabha still allocated the Million Flower Sea for her to reside in the Western Lands. He instructed the future generations of Buddhism that this Million Flower Sea should not be destroyed. So even now, the Million Flower Sea still exists, preserved as a Buddhist ancestral instruction. It’s well-maintained and not open to the public, only to be viewed from afar,” Monk Fayin said.

“Where is this Million Flower Sea?” Li Qingshan asked imdiately.

“Close at hand, yet far away.” Monk Fayin pointed, touching Li Qingshan’s forehead, directly causing his primordial spirit to leave his body and fall into a vast void, landing in an imnse world.

This world was full of blooming flowers, of different seasons, varieties, and fragrances. So were withering while others were flourishing, creating a vibrant and stunning scene that made Li Qingshan’s eyes light up.

But the next mont, he felt a pang of unease.

With just a single touch, Monk Fayin had separated his Emperor primordial spirit from his body and sent it into the Flower Immortal’s Million Flower Sea.

No wonder he said it was close at hand, yet far away.

Li Qingshan saw, among the flowers, a graceful young woman in a white dress, with flowing black hair, standing with her back to him. Her posture was elegant, exuding an intellectual beauty.

For so reason, the first thought that ca to Li Qingshan’s mind was two words:

Hua Yun!

The lady standing among the flowers, surrounded by the sea of flowers, was Hua Yun whom he had been looking for.

Li Qingshan took a deep breath and suppressed the excitent in his heart as he slowly approached.