From then on, Li Yuanhao's wish to paint Buddha in Dunhuang became more certain. Every morning, when the sun shines on the earth, he comes to the Buddha and keeps copying and painting. He finishes his work every evening. In that life, he has no women. There are not many luxury materials.

All he has is brushes, paints and paper.

These are his best companions, and he keeps drawing and drawing.

His Buddhist paintings are already very good.

Later he began to dig Buddhist niches and paint Buddha statues on the wall.

His Buddha's paintings were getting better and better. Later, he began to create statues, and his level of statues became higher and higher. The Buddha he painted was extremely vivid. People said that seeing his paintings was like seeing Buddha. The Buddha statue he created was also like that the Buddha could enter the hearts of the visitors.

His fame is getting bigger and bigger, and people entering and leaving Dunhuang like to ask him to dig caves and shape Buddha statues.

This reincarnated Li Yuanhao also received more and more admiration, but he was still the breeze and bright moon alone.

He forgot the admiration of the daughters of the merchants to him, and forgot the intercourse of the widows who lost their husbands to him. He was just alone, quietly painting Buddha statues there every day.

He accepted a lot of silver for him to dig the Buddha statue caves that the merchant gave him, and he spent all of the silver on asking people to dig more holes, until the Mogao Grottoes were all Buddha caves.

Every day he would paint Buddha statues in Mogao Grottoes.

Sometimes he even thought that he would spend his life in the desert. She would no longer be in front of her. Will she still be happy? But it will take her a long time to return to the world.

The reincarnated Li Yuanhao was confused. He stood in the wind under the Mogao Grottoes, staring at the white clouds in the sky in a daze.

But can the Baiyun in the sky know his thoughts?

Only the wind is blowing, only the sandy mountains are singing when the wind passes by.

I don't know if it's singing about his loneliness.

From then on, he painted there year by year, month by month.

He helped others dig caves and made Buddha statues with others, and he painted those murals by himself.

In winter, he was busy in the cave, and in summer, the sun was like fire, and he continued in the cave with beads of sweat.

It has been from youth to middle age to old age.

When he was gray-haired, Jian Yumei saw him at dusk one day, and he finished drawing the last stroke, and he was silently dazed.

Suddenly, Jian Yumei saw that the last stroke was that Zi'er by the water.

The reincarnated Li Yuanhao was in a daze there, and he murmured, "Zi'er, where are you? Are you doing well? Are you in that golden tomb or wandering around the ends of the earth? In this life, we cannot meet each other, hopefully Many years later, we can meet again,"

When Jian Yumei thought of this, she felt a little sad. He knew that it was the last time the reincarnated Li Yuanhao appeared there in that life.

Because he failed to appear there the next day, it should be that his life had ended. He spent his whole life painting his practice in Mogao Grottoes.

Then he walked towards his reincarnation.

Li Yuanhao's reincarnation.

Jian Yumei was in a daze there, and then she heard Lin Li calling him.

"Junior brother, we're leaving," Jian Yumei turned around, and Lin Li was looking at him gently.

"Okay, let's go, we're leaving, brother and second brother, we're leaving," said Jian Yumei.

They all led their horses together. Seeing everything here, Jian Yumei sighed.

"Stop sighing, it's all the past," Lin Li said.

Jian Yumei looked at her and felt that this senior sister was not like Zi'er, and she seemed to be much stronger.

"Yes, there are endless things to do in this life, but they won't be like before," said Jian Yumei.

"I believe it," Lin Li nodded.

Jian Yumei thought, I didn't tell you the whole story, I just told you part of it, and you seemed to know all my thoughts.

It seems that this senior sister is really not simple.

After they got on the horse, they rushed towards the ancient cemetery of Helan Mountain.

When they walked for a long time, they encountered a problem.

Their direction is completely lost.

It was already afternoon.

"Junior brother, it's so strange. Didn't we follow the direction given to us by Professor Mu? We have been checking the direction according to the compass. We should be able to see that mountain at this moment, but now there is no sign that we have already Not far from that mountain,” Lin Li said.

"Take me," Jian Yumei took the compass.

"Oh, this compass has failed. Look, senior sister, the direction we see is wrong now," said Jian Yumei.

Lin Li took it and saw that it seemed that the compass was not pointing in one direction at any time.

"Strange, why is this happening? Then I gave you some guidance all the way, but now it seems like a mistake," Lin Li said.

Everyone was a little depressed.

"Professor Mu told us some roughly iconic things along the way, but we didn't see them, right?" Chi Heng said.

"Is it gone," Dan Yunbi said.

"Yes, could it be that Professor Mu saw it at that time and made a mark, but later it was moved away by mysterious power," Lin Li said.

"It's very likely," Jian Yumei fell into deep thought.

"What should we do now," Lin Li asked.

"I think about it," Jian Yumei thought about it again there.

He took out the general map given by Professor Mu again. On the map, the maze mountain painted was spread across there. There were mountains beside it, and it should be the mountains he saw, but where was the maze mountain?

Professor Mu roughly drew the location of the Maze Mountain according to the location of Wang Ling, but what should he rely on to compare this direction?

Jian Yumei saw that the sun was setting on her head, and he knew that looking at the sun could not get the exact direction.

"It's really not good to wait for the evening. Let's wait for the stars to come out. We will compare our route according to the direction of the stars. What do you think about it?" Jian Yumei said.

"Okay, probably that's the only thing. Let's take a break now. Let's prepare the evening food, and then look at the stars to determine the direction at night," Lin Li said.

At this moment, they saw one person, to be precise, two people.

Just as Jian Yumei and the others were about to stop and measure the direction again in the evening, they saw two people, and the two people came so strangely.

What's even more strange is that the person who came was a man and a woman, and they were all riding horses, but Jian Yumei saw that the person who came to the art school where he painted was Liu, and the other was his student, female student.

I saw them coming all the way, but when they walked here, they were confused.

"Xueqin, do you think this direction is correct?" Teacher Liu asked.

Jian Yumei thought about it, and he knew that Teacher Liu seemed to have a different origin.

There is also this female student, and her origin is not simple.
Chapter completed!