Propelled by the shock wave of the big bang, Li Qingshan passed through the narrow rift valley in the Tiewei Mountain. His eyes suddenly opened up, but he saw only one color-white.
It is not snow white, not pale, nor gray or white, but purely literally-white.
All the colors are faded, neither thick nor thin; all the light is evenly divided, neither dazzling nor dim.
Looking back, I saw neither Tiewei Mountain nor Yama. It seemed to have entered another world, a world completely different from the first seventeen hells.
The white sky, the white earth, the sky and the earth are mixed. Other than that, there is nothing.
Whether it's the knife mountain oil pot or the glacier fire sea, you can't see it, it's not like being in hell.
Li Qingshan couldn't help but let out a sigh: "It's fucking white!"
This sentence just reverberated in my heart, and was diluted and swallowed by the boundless "white" at the moment of exiting, without a sound.
"Weird place!"
Li Qingshan felt himself again, and discovered another strange thing.
In the "Devil Disintegration" completely out of control, and in the last big explosion, although he got out of Judge Lu’s body in advance, the power of the explosion was too violent. His soul should have also been seriously injured. I did feel the pain.
But after entering this white space, all the injuries disappeared, as if they were also diluted by the endless white, and there was no feeling at all.
boom! He punched his right cheek fiercely, but he still couldn't feel the slightest pain.
Like a voice in the mouth, the power of this punch disappeared the moment it was sent.
The cultivation base is not damaged at all, the mana can also be used, but it is completely unable to hurt himself. Although he didn't dare to make a deadly attempt, it is estimated that even "Devil's Disintegration" is useless.
In other words, it is impossible for him to commit suicide here.
"That's it!"
Li Qingshan felt his chin and pondered. He was about to get used to it. This hell road was originally very strange, and the closer it got to the depths of hell. The inner law becomes more apparent, and everything becomes more miraculous.
However, although the law is manifested. It does not mean that it is easy to understand. Apples are so ripe that they are easier to understand than the law of universal gravitation.
It is precisely because the appearance of reality has faded, it has become unpredictable and absurd.
With his current cultivation base, he can't fully penetrate the mystery.
"I don't know where the "Old Fifth" is in this white and vast place?"
He set up a pergola, looked around, turned into a magic light, and rushed into the white sky. However, looking far away. Only eternal whiteness.
He is like a small black spot on a huge white paper.
According to his estimation, at this height, there is sufficient light without any obscuration, and the background is so "white" that at least three thousand miles of scenery can be seen. With the speed of his flight, he could search a radius of a million miles in a few days.
But he suddenly thought of the Naihe bridge that seemed short and long. Is this judgment really reliable
Because without any reference, he couldn't even be sure how far he could see. Whether it was a hundred miles or a hundred meters, maybe the line of sight was also swallowed by the white dilution, and it was impossible to reach too far. It crashed like a headless fly, but thought it searched a large area.
He can cast spells at will, but it will disappear the moment he shoots. Cannot be used to judge the viewing distance.
But is this really eliminated? It was because he was beyond this distance, he couldn't see anything, and couldn't hear any sound.
And he soon discovered that no matter how he casts spells, there is no loss of mana, even if he has never absorbed spiritual power, and this world has no spiritual power to absorb.
Although there was no enemy. Nor is it rejected by this world. But in this boundless white world, he felt an unprecedented mysterious atmosphere.
Ling has already stepped into the way of the gods. Can not help but shudder.
After just staying in the sky for a while, he has gradually been confused. In which direction the earth is in all directions, the top, bottom, left, and right are all white, exactly the same.
He has been flying around for many years, and he has a feeling of emptiness in his heart. He is lost and out of bounds.
But fortunately, there is still a division of heaven and earth here, and after accepting the escape method, he fell back to the earth.
He deliberately fell directly onto the white ground from a high altitude, and still didn't suffer any injuries or even felt any impact.
It feels that the white earth is neither soft nor hard, and it can't be described in words at all.
And it was extremely smooth, without the slightest texture. He lay on the ground and rubbed it carefully for a while, not even a bulge or depression of a grain of sand, but at the same time it was not smooth at all.
All things and all feelings that are used to, are all taken away, leaving an absolute blank.
He even missed the icy cold of the glacier, the blazing heat of the sea of fire, and the fury and joy in his heart.
He tried to make some marks on the white ground as a reference, but it was a powerful trick to cut off the flow of the mountain, but he couldn't carve even the slightest trace on the ground.
Everything becomes impossible to focus on, and it is impossible to desperately.
"What the hell is this place?"
…
At the same time, in the Nether Palace, the dojo of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
There is an old saying: "Seeing is invisible, hearing is silent, it is called nether. Nether is one, so it is also a person who is a metaphor for the Tao instead of a Tao."
The plaques on the left and right read: "An endurance is like the earth, and quietness is as dense as a secret hiding."
The King of Equality gave a bow and asked, "Why didn't the Bodhisattva stop that person?"
He didn't think that it was really "President Lu" who got into trouble and accidentally broke into the eighteenth hell.
Glancing at the big white dog under the seat like a lion, although the road of hell is boundlessly vast, it is impossible to grasp the movement of "that person" with this "truth listening beast".
Back then, the spiritual stone monkey made a big mess in the underground palace, and was also blocked by the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, how could it not stop a little ghost.
The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva slowly opened his eyes, his pale blue face seemed to be smiling but unpredictable, and his expression was indifferent and unpredictable: "Neither birth nor death, nor defilement nor purification, neither increase nor decrease."
King Equality was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood: "With a ghost in his own way. I dare to enter the colorless world. That is really self-inflicted, but I worry too much."
If there are ordinary monks here. Will be dumbfounded.
Buddhism named all three thousand worlds "****" and wrapped the "world of desire" in it. The uppermost layer is the "Colorless Realm", which is the so-called "Three Realms".
"****" and "world of desire" are not names for geographic regions.
As the name suggests, the "world of desire" is a collection of all kinds of desires, owned by all creatures, especially humans.
"****" is the collection of all hues and all substances. The "colorless realm" is naturally the highest realm of transcendence.
Therefore, most monks believe that the "colorless world" does not actually exist, but is just a description of the spiritual realm. Even if you enter the Western world of bliss, you must go through unremitting practice. Only have the opportunity to reach this state.
But who would have thought that the colorless world not only exists, but is also the true name of the eighteen layers of hell.
A big stone fell in King Equality's heart, and he retired with satisfaction.
The evil spirits who enter the "colorless world" will experience the real "infinite hell", even if they fly out one hundred and eight thousand miles, they will only spin around in place. Even if I stayed there for 100 million years, I would never want to see that six-eared macaque.
You can't live, you can't die. There is no time for travel, no time for time. It is called "infinite hell."
As for the fall of the four great judges, he didn't care at all. Among the six reincarnations, there are many corpses and immortals, and you can live forever if you become a judge. Who doesn't want to. And the ghosts and immortals of Hungry Ghost Dao are more like wild dogs.
The only thing that can threaten these true immortals is "Heaven and Earth Killing Tribulation".
After King Equality left, Di listened to the probe and asked: "Bodhisattva, will'that person' really be trapped in the immaterial world forever?"
The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said only two words: "Wukong."
Di He trembled, and seemed to think of a terrible memory: "Oh, you are good at everything, you just like to play riddles! Of course I know that as long as you cultivate the'four meditations and eight concentration', you can defeat the true meaning of'emptiness is form'. Come and go freely in the colorless world. But he is just a ghost, and he is still far away from'refining the gods'! How could Wukong be possible?"
The so-called four meditations and eight concentration. It is "meditation" and it is the most important way of practice in Buddhism.
Four to eight simultaneously. It happens that **** is opposite to the achromatic realm, where **** is Zen, and in the achromatic realm it is concentration. It can be divided into the "four meditations" and the "four emptiness of concentration".
Four meditations consist in "enlightenment of form", and four emptiness consist in "wukong".
"Heart Sutra" says: "Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, form is emptiness, and emptiness is form." It describes the fourfold realm, and it goes deep into the highest realm.
Li Qingshan was on the big ice mountain. He clearly understood that "coming from the heart" can break through all kinds of hues and reach the realm of "Lose is emptiness". color".
Many eminent monks with great wisdom and perseverance can reach this state as long as they continue to practice.
And even after seven times of tribulations to achieve the Arhat status, it may not be able to go further, Ming Wu "empty is color."
The difficulty of "Wukong" is evident.
The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva laughed and said nothing.
…
"My name is Li Qingshan, I have noticed that I am actually a character in a comic..."
On the boundless white ground, Li Qingshan hugged his legs and muttered to himself, like a broken machine.
Suddenly he became angry: "But, what about the background painting? What about the dialog box?! This horrible place is not even as good as a comic!!"
And his anger came and went quickly, and his anger disappeared as soon as it ignited, and he didn't know where it went.
He also tried to fly around, searching for the "old five", but he knew that it was no different from staying in place. The concept of distance is meaningful only when there is a reference.
This process lasted for almost three years without stopping at all. He wouldn't feel tired anyway, just getting more and more tired.
And time is also meaningless, maybe from entering Tiewei Mountain to now, it was only a moment later.
He missed those hell tortures very much. Those tortures in a short period of time were unbearable, but when time stretched out infinitely, it became the most terrifying torture.
He even had self-doubt: "Can I get out of here?" (To be continued.)