Looking at the flying bird that was going further and further in the sky, Wang Lin retracted his gaze and looked at the dead volcano. After a long time, after a long time, he turned around, took an old pace, and walked slowly.
On this day, it was June of the nineteenth year that he left the country of Zhao. It was also the fifty-seventh year that he was drunk with two glasses of wine next to the Guandao Inn.
This year, Wang Lin was less than eighty.
In addition to Huo Fen abroad, there are still some countries on this continent, but Wang Lin did not go. Huo Fen Nation was the last place he traveled.
Here, outside the sect where Li Muwan is located, there is a dilapidated house in a mountain. It was originally built by a mountain guard for some time, but now it is no longer populated.
Wang Lin lived here.
From this position, he could see the distant place, the mountain gate where Li Muwan was located, and he could feel the existence of Li Muwan.
"What is cause and effect, don’t think about it, don’t think about it, watch the sunrise and sunset, watch the rain and snow, watch the seasons, don’t care whether all this is true or not, don’t care about the confusion between life and death, just To spend the rest of my life silently..."
At the beginning of a day, at a sunset, whether it is the first sun rising or the setting sun setting, there is always an old figure sitting on the blue boulder, silently looking at the distant mountain on the mountain beside that day.
"Every cause and effect in the world, you say it is a cause, it is a cause, you say it is an effect, it is an effect... Why do you have to be persistent, why bother to find the truth..." Wang Lin looked peaceful, during that year, His figure is like eternity, sitting there all the time, looking at the mountain ahead.
He did not eat food, and there was no food, he forgot about hunger, forgot everything.
Wang Lin looked at the sky and the earth, his smile revealed a meaning that the world couldn't figure out. During this year and year, he saw many monks flying out of that distant sect. Among these monks, Li Muwan was among them.
"In this world, this starry sky, all these are condensed one by one, this is the origin..." Wang Lin smiled, day after day, year after year like dream.
Time passed, and in a blink of an eye, it was seven years. During these seven years, Wang Linming had a lot of understanding. On the bluestone, he had a sense of the world.
In the past seven years, Li Muwan's sect has naturally discovered Wang Lin. Slowly, the elders of his sect have arrived. After seeing Wang Lin's current state and talking to himself at that time, they were all moved.
Gradually, on this mountain, beside the bluestone, there was no longer only Wang Lin alone, but around him, sitting cross-legged, old men and monks.
But for the monks who came here, no one left.
They quietly surrounded Wang Lin, as if hearing the Tao.
Year after year, more cultivators seemed to be pervaded in their hearts by a kind of call, from this burning country, from all directions, from here and there, from here and there, all the cultivating sects came here.
Among these monks, there are those who have not yet built the foundation, some have reached the infant transformation, and one more has stepped out of the sky, and his cultivation has already reached the peak. It's just that no matter what cultivation level, on this mountain, in the eyes of Wang Lin sitting on the bluestone, it doesn't exist.
No matter what the cultivation base, there is only one place to stay in this mountain, no more, no less, no fight or grab, just sitting there silently, listening to Wang Lin, maybe once a year, he will speak.
When Wang Lin didn't speak, they seemed to have entered concentration, as if there was an invisible force here, with their thoughts, pursuing a sense of heaven and earth.
"Cause and destiny are condensed together and eventually become an effect. This is cause and effect. In these decades of searching and understanding, I have understood that between cause and effect, there is actually something, this thing, It is fate.
If there is no fate, there is no cause and effect. With that indescribable smile on Wang Lin's face, he spoke again this year.
On this mountain, more and more monks were sitting cross-legged. In the end, there was no place even under the mountain. The mountain surrounding Wang Lin, within a radius of tens of miles, was full of cross-legged monks.
In this continent, almost all the monks, looking for the strange feelings one by one in the past few years, came here, slowly, within a radius of hundreds of miles, at a glance, there were countless monks, they were sitting there, facing the king Lin, like worship.
Gradually, more cultivators came across the sea from another continent, or came as teleportation formations, among them were Niantian and Yuntian of the Soul Refining Sect, and a large number of disciples of the Soul Refining Sect.
There is also the repair of the snowy area. Under the leadership of the indifferent woman, one after another came here looking for the feeling, silently cross-legged in a position, listening to the message.
In the arms of the indifferent woman, she was already holding a baby girl who seemed to never grow up.
The Four Nations Alliance, Zhou Wutai, and those familiar faces in Wang Lin's dream came one by one.
Skylark, still sloppy, sat on the ground in the distance.
Wait, wait, even Teng Huayuan, Huang Long, and Xu Fei, Zhou Rui, and even Wang Zhuo. They did not know when they appeared in the distance, looking at Wang Lin on the blue stone on the top of the mountain. , Sitting cross-legged.
In the end, even the Vermilion Bird came through the air, stayed silent for a long time above Wang Lin, walked to a clearing, and sat down.
"I and Liu Mei, we can meet together, can cause cause and effect, it is because of this condition..."
"The ability of me and the Soul Refining Sect to be connected is also the origin of origin."
"No matter the red butterfly, everything in the world, this cause and effect is like this. Even in the dream world now, the same is true, fate, fate, fate..."
"This condition is an external force. Because of its change, there is a cause. After the two are combined, there will be an effect. Just like a man and a woman, there will be children after being together. The man and woman are the cause, and they are under the condition. Come together, the child born is a fruit." Wang Lin smiled and sighed softly.
At this moment, from his eyes, a person walked out of the mountain sect. This person was still the same as before, with a white shirt on his body and a blue silk shawl. His expression was gentle. It was Li Muwan.
"Come on." Wang Lin's appearance was even older, but in his body, there was a breath of heaven and earth, as if he had become heaven and earth in the past few years of insight.
Stretching out his right hand, calling towards Li Muwan, Wang Lin's eyes were soft, and even his voice contained a feeling of longing.
Li Muwan looked confused, but there was a feeling she couldn't tell from her heart, which made her feel that Wang Lin was very familiar and familiar. This familiarity seemed to be carved in the soul, carved in the bones, and can be inserted. Within reincarnation.
Even if it was a reincarnation of thousands of times, even if she drank thousands of mouthfuls of Mengpo soup, she would never forget it, but there was a trace like a seal in her mind that prevented her from remembering all this, As if to cut her off from him.
Before she knew it, she walked to Wang Lin's side, was held by Wang Lin's hand, and sat next to him, with him, sitting on the blue stone in the eyes of countless monks in this area for hundreds of miles.
"It's just that the dependent cause and effect will eventually disappear in the world. This is sexual emptiness. The reason why it is called disappearance is because there is first, and there is no existence, and there is no disappearance. If there is no disappearance, it is sexual emptiness... I also understand Yes, it ended a certain cause and effect.
But the knot and the unfinished, if there is or not, it is not the end, but the emptiness... ”
While Wang Lin smiled, his left hand touched Li Muwan's eyebrows.
Under this finger, it seemed that there was no power, but at the moment it fell, the seal in Li Muwan's thoughts that prevented her suddenly collapsed, causing Li Muwan to tremble and become the first in the world of this organization. A person of memory who has awakened.
"Wang Lin..." Li Muwan's eyes filled with water vapor, and two lines of tears flowed down. She stared at Wang Lin's old face in a daze. She raised her hand and stroked it gently, tearing even more.
It's just that there was a sense of happiness and warmth in those tears, and he didn't care about Wang Lin's oldness at all, and hugged him tightly.
"I don't exist, all of these don't exist, so there is the word "disappearance"... in it, there is truth and falsity, life and death...
Cause and effect, true and false, life and death, in fact, are all dependent emptiness... And the next sentence, if I say it, this dream will end..." Wang Lin looked at Li Muwan and said softly.
There is no sleep in this dream. More than 60 years have passed since Zhao Guo was drunk and fell into the inn when he was a teenager.
Outside this bluestone, under this mountain peak, within a radius of hundreds of miles, or even thousands of miles, there are more and more monks. Until the end, everyone who crosses Wang Lin in a dream, even if there is only one side, is all. After they appeared, they sat there quietly, silently looking at the bluestone on the top of the mountain, and looking at the two people on the rock.
Time seemed eternal. I don't know how long it has passed. Wang Lin held Li Muwan, and they sat there, watching the sunrise and sunset together, and counting their years together.
"Cause and effect, continuous cutting, it is empty... Causality is causality. Dependent origin is condensed and scattered empty." Wang Lin's voice echoed in the sky and turned into countless catkins. These catkins did not know where they came from. Know where to go.
They floated in the sky, slowly dancing, densely dense, falling downwards, and landed on the body of every monk, as if they had found a record of their lives.
The two glued catkins slowly drifted down in front of Wang Lin and Li Muwan, and they looked like they were glued together, holding hands, and they would never separate.
"That day, when you watched me close my eyes, your sad look was imprinted in my heart when I closed my eyes...
In this dream, I want to accompany you, watching you leave, watching you wake up... I'm still in the dream, waiting for you..." Li Muwan looked at Wang Lin, her eyes showing tenderness like water, touching Wang Linman Wrinkled face, softly, murmured.