Wang Lin's gaze slowly withdrew from the sky like stepping on the sky, and for the last glance, he looked at the gate of the immemorial god realm composed of nine pillars in the vertical and rolling sea between the ancient clan and the immortal clan. superior.
It’s just that even with his cultivation base standing on the second bridge to the sky, looking at the Primordial God Realm, he still can’t see clearly. It seems that the existence of this Primordial God Realm is far greater than that of Wang Lin today. Ability.
Staring at the vast sea that rolled like a storm, Wang Lin closed his eyes for a long time. When his eyes closed, his gaze disappeared on the Xiangang Continent.
When he opened his eyes again, he was still standing in this unknown strange space, on the huge second sky-walking bridge, but when he looked down, Wang Lin saw that although he was still standing on this bridge, he was not. The head of the bridge, but the end of the bridge.
Like everything before, it happened at the moment he took the steps and walked across this bridge. If the dream is not true, it will be indistinguishable.
Looking at this bridge to the sky, looking at the third, fourth... to the ninth bridge, and behind the ninth bridge, the fuzzy and illusory scenery, can’t see clearly, it’s very far away, just look at it So, even the heart feels far away, as if these bridges represent unreachable peaks, and people can't help but stop thinking under the mountain.
As soon as this idea arose, it was infinitely amplified until it filled Wang Lin's whole body, as if there was a voice in his heart muttering softly, asking him to turn his head back, leave here, don't go anymore, don't walk towards the rest Seven bridges.
Standing at the end of this second bridge, Wang Lin only needs to lift one step to walk off this bridge and step on the second bridge completely, but he still seems unable to lift this last step.
Time passed slowly. It seemed that a long, long time passed. Wang Lin was still standing there, looking ahead, his expression was calm, but he sighed slightly, raised his right foot a step and fell, walked out of the second bridge, and walked over here. Step on the second bridge! !
"Are you asking yourself... If Dao's heart is not strong, if there is no intention to go against the sky, if there is no obsession with the protection of life, perhaps, in this step, you should shrink back." Wang Lin muttered, moving towards that far I stepped on the third bridge and walked step by step.
The third bridge is very far away and very close. It’s just that after Wang Lin walked for three days, he still didn’t get under the bridge. He walked for three more days and it was still the same. For three more days, looking into the distance, the third The bridge is still very far away and very close.
Until the ninth day, Wang Lin stopped. He stood there, silent for a moment, and suddenly raised his head, with a strange light in his eyes, and slowly closed his eyes.
He doesn’t need to look at it with the naked eye or sense it with the divine sense. Instead, he closes his own divine sense with closed eyes. He doesn’t look at the location of the third bridge or the direction of the third bridge, but lifts it out of thin air. Footsteps, walk freely.
One step, one step, the moment he walked out to the ninth step, he suddenly heard the soft chirping of birds around him, and the soft light through his eyelids seemed to be reflected in his pupils.
Between his nose, he smelled the scent of mud after the rain, as well as the familiar feeling and breath, which was the smell of sawdust and the spicyness of tobacco.
His footsteps halted.
"Tie Zhu, how is your reading?"
"Tie Zhu, you have to study hard. Next year will be the county exam. Whether you have any success in the future, it all depends on this time. Don't be like me. You will stay in the village for the rest of your life, alas."
"Okay, you talk every day, ask me to say that our family Tie Zhu will definitely be admitted."
That was his father and mother's voice. This voice, after thousands of years of absence, reverberated at this moment, so real, it seemed to take Wang Lin back to the quiet mountain village thousands of years ago.
Wang Lin stood there quietly, listening to the voice of his parents, tears shed unknowingly from the corners of his eyes. There was a voice in his heart, and that voice kept murmuring, making him open his eyes, but he took a look at his parents. .
But at the same time, Wang Lin also had a clear understanding in his heart. If he opened his eyes at this moment, he would stop in this third bridge.
The first bridge integrates the rules of heaven and earth within the divine consciousness, the second bridge, feels the eye of the sky, but you need to ask yourself whether the Taoist heart is strong... Wang Lin didn’t understand the purpose of asking yourself, why did the end of the second bridge appear Such hesitation, but now he understands.
This third bridge may be the demon of the heart. If Dao has a strong heart and walks along the way, letting his life flash like a picture without moving his mood at all, then he will be able to cross this third bridge.
But once he opened his eyes, he needed to directly face the demons and his life. In this way, the assurance of crossing the third bridge would be reduced infinitely.
The voice of the parents in the ear was still there, and there were more tears in the corner of Wang Lin's eyes, but he did not hesitate at the moment, opened his eyes, and the moment he opened his eyes, he saw the familiar house. , Familiar yard, food is placed on a familiar table.
He saw a side, slammed on the ground a few times with a cigarette gun, his wrinkled father, saw the gentleness of family affection under his stern gaze.
He saw his mother and walked out of the house with the freshly heated food. There were some white hair in his hair, not many, hidden by the black hair, but Wang Lin still saw it.
Perhaps his mother is not beautiful to outsiders, but in Wang Lin's heart, his mother is the most beautiful and a place for eternal refuge in his heart.
Looking at his parents and familiar scenes, Wang Lin showed a smile on his face despite tears. He looked at everything in front of him. After he opened his eyes, it slowly dissipated until it turned into nothingness. He knew it was fake, but he wanted to take a look.
When this scene was broken, Wang Lin still stood under the second bridge, far away from the third bridge...
His parents are not monks, but mortals, unable to resurrect, reincarnation, is the best belonging to a mortal. But even if it is a reincarnation, the memory that belongs to Wang Lin is eternal, and he will not erase it, because it is more important than his life.
"Perhaps, if Ruwan'er appeared, after I knew it was fake, I didn't know if I would keep opening my eyes...
But the appearance of parents, I knew it was a fake, and I would still open my eyes. "Wang Lin murmured.
"Who will make the decision, facing the past memories, facing the illusion, and being like a heart demon, you must close your eyes, ignore it, and maintain a firm Dao heart and not be affected by the heart demon. .
Who will dictate that one must be firm in Dao Xin before passing this third bridge...
Who will be sure, this is the only way to cross this bridge..." Wang Lin blinked.
"Family, love, and friendship are the most precious existence of Wang Lin in my life. Why should I close my eyes and keep my eyes open? I have to keep my eyes open, but see everything, to open Dao Xin and contain everything!" Wang Lin took a deep breath. Walk forward again.
After nine steps, he saw his parents again, and nine steps again, he saw Mu Bingmei, Li Qianmei, and Li Muwan. It was another nine steps. He saw Wang Ping, saw the poor child, holding his hand, clinging, but seriously said to himself that he cultivated to accompany his father for the rest of his life, and he didn’t want this world to be left alone. Father's lonely back, if he really wants to be lonely, then he hopes that there will be his presence beside his father's back.
Wang Lin saw Situ Nan, Qingshui, Yuntian, Old Suzaku, and many people who were kind to him. He looked at them, looked at the faces, and walked all the way without closing his eyes. .
Big Tou, Red Butterfly, Qing Shuang, Zhou Yi, Qing Lin... and many other people, Wang Lin seemed to recall his life from the appearance of these people.
Along the way, Wang Lin didn’t control his emotions. He cried, laughed, hurt, sorrow... Step by step, he himself didn’t know how long he walked, or when he walked on the third bridge, and finally what he saw before him. After everything, all in smoke, he stood at the end of the third bridge, standing there, he sighed slightly, looked behind him, and after a long time, turned around and stepped out and walked off the third bridge.
The distant place is where the fourth bridge is. Take a look. In that far place, the illusion behind the ninth bridge is faintly clear, but Wang Lin still can’t see through it, he can only see it slightly. , Like the figure in the illusion, there are two people.
With a whirl of memories, and with the memories that had just cried, laughed, and sorrow, Wang Lin walked forward, and a few days later, before his eyes was the fourth bridge that had stepped into the sky.
This bridge is even bigger than before, and it looks like a giant. It exists in this strange space, and a coercion faintly spreads out, covering the surroundings.
Wang Lin looked at the bridge, and after a moment of silence, he lifted his steps, but at the moment his steps fell, his right foot penetrated the bridge directly, and one step failed.
At the same time, the fourth bridge that stepped into the sky suddenly shook in front of Wang Lin, turning into a little bit of crystal light, and disappearing at the same time, Qi Qi rolled towards Wang Lin, whirled into a whirlpool outside his body, and formed a wave. The tremendous force of withdrawal swallowed Wang Lin's figure and disappeared here.
At the moment when Wang Lin was swallowed, Wang Lin, who was sitting cross-legged in the secret room of the Jidu Palace, in the ancient land of Xiangang mainland, Luohu County among the twelve prefectures in the Shigu region, opened his eyes sharply.
There was confusion in his eyes, and there was no dispersal for a long time. On his body, the real body of Slaughter had completely merged, and it was not separated from each other, and there was no more overlapping ghost.
Behind him, a light ball with a virtual source floats, and in front of him, the soul of the immortal emperor is wrapped and refined by the fire of his soul, and the secret room is quiet.
Only Wang Lin's slightly rapid breathing sounded, slowly turning around.
"Take the road to the sky, the road to the sky, the immortal soul, the worship of all living beings...Take the nine bridges, I only walked over the third bridge, stopped at the fourth bridge..." Wang Lin took a deep breath, looked up at the top, and his eyes were confused. Gradually dissipated and was replaced by firmness.