The sea of suffering is boundless, all beings have their own chances, dreaming back at midnight, and occasionally thinking about it, who has never had a moment of sadness from it
For a moment when the eyes were facing each other, the eyes flashed with different colors, the tears dried up, and the compassion was unspeakable, as if the world was hidden. Li Muye looked back on this life unconsciously at this moment, only to feel that life is full of sadness and desolation.
"Life is seven hardships: birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment, love parting, unwillingness." A hoarse voice said deep in his ear: "idiot, idiot, the boundless sea of bitterness is the shore." A dry one. Slowly put his hand out and pressed it on the top of Li Muye's head. Said: "Let me transcend the sea of suffering and sink for you, and stay away from the earthly cycle of cause and effect."
Li Muye bowed his head, and the other party's mental power instilled in, and his blood suddenly boiled and exploded like boiling oil and water.
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"It's not in vain, no thoughts, no regrets." The hoarse voice continued: "All kinds of sorrows are based on numerology, the world is impermanent, and everything is impermanent." Thinking, thinking that since it is a delusion, all suffering comes from destiny. The world is impermanent, why bother? Put it aside, let go of everything, and then you will have the path of bliss. The one who is perfect without hindrance, escapes the sea of suffering, is not in reincarnation."
The power of mind was added, and the blood was completely suppressed.
Li Muye's sorrow and happiness are mixed, it is difficult to be alone, and he is bent on surpassing, letting his qi and blood be attracted to Baihui above his head by the power of thought.
That power of thought affects the wind and clouds, causing the air in the room to swirl and flow. Li Muye was unaware of the changes in his surroundings, his mind was completely attracted by the power of this demon and strange thoughts, and even willing to merge with it, driven by it, collectively concentrated the blood in his body to Baihui Niwan.
The more concentrated energy and blood, the more intense the dizziness, and the more vague personal self-resistance will. Emotions are completely controlled, and the pessimistic mood is extremely dim. I only feel that I am the loneliest person in the world. No one has ever sincerely treated myself for a moment. Life is just a lonely journey, from birth to death, always lonely.
As the opponent’s thought power became stronger, Li Muye not only felt dizzy and weakened his self-will, but also found that his own thought power was mixed into the opponent’s spiritual will, and he could clearly perceive that his qi and blood were highly concentrated and gradually changed. Condensed and transparent, more white and less red. Even the liquid nano-metals that have been fused into the blood seem to be squeezed into a state of finer metal molecules.
Li Muye fell into deep depression and despair, watching the shriveled relic monk like a bystander, concentrating his energy and blood into the power of the gods. This must have been in the realm of Shinto before his life, so he needs Shinto-level power to pour into his physical relic. His will and consciousness are immortal, and he seems to have the magical powers of an immortal Buddha. This power of thought is not that strong, but it is better than pure and concise. Turning his own grief into a cold heart into Li Muye's spiritual consciousness.
Everything that happened to him, Brother Ono, is clear in his heart, but at this moment there is only a sadness left in his heart, because he can't feel any love in this world for him, he can't feel the slightest resistance at all. idea. The other party's spiritual power absorbed enough force through Li Muye's spiritual consciousness and became more unscrupulous, and began to erode and merge Li Muye's own spiritual consciousness.
Esoteric Buddhism has always had the secret method for the inheritance of reincarnated soul children, and the research on spiritual consciousness surpasses any portal on the rivers and lakes. This corpse-like guy has obviously made even more amazing achievements in this regard. Easily found the flaw in Li Muye's spiritual world, and suppressed Li Muye's self-will with a single thought of sadness. By this moment, he was already able to grasp it with ease.
He has been waiting here for many years, just waiting for Li Muye, a young master who is infinitely close to the level of Shinto in physical skills and spiritual cultivation. Now he finally waited for this opportunity to regenerate life. He put his own thought power into Li Muye's spiritual consciousness by means of empowerment completely unreserved, and strived to complete the last act of absorbing the force as soon as possible.
At this moment, suddenly, Li Muye, who was immersed in grief, seemed to hear a sigh, which was the voice of his mother Chen Erjie.
In a certain period of gloomy years, on an ordinary night in the capital, the second sister Chen carefully sorted out every toy and clothing in the room that had never been used by the owner. This kind of scene has always been hidden in the deepest part of Li Muye's heart. It was the deepest extravagant hope of Brother Xiaoye during a certain period of time in his growth experience. Because I am afraid that I will become weak after I say it. It is precisely because this desire is too deep that he will care so much about his mother who only spends a short time with him.
No, I can't die yet, and I shouldn't be desperate. There is at least one thing in this world worthy of me to figure out, and there is another person worthy of me to do anything for her! An eager thought suddenly appeared in Li Muye's mind, and it quickly turned into an endless desire and obsession.
When this idea of living arose, everything suddenly fell silent. The blood that had been sublimated and transformed into the power of the gods suddenly stood still before the man in front of him completed the final absorption action. It wasn't until Li Muye's stopped heartbeat regained his power that the blood began to circulate in his body again.
He wanted to regain his power of thought, but Li Muye had regained his ability to act, and took the initiative to retreat, separating the top of his head from the palm of the opponent.
"My name is Xinzhao." The mummy relic suddenly opened his eyes, the divine light was gone, only a piece of gray and withered, and said: "I am defeated, I hope you will remember this name in the future."
"Are you not the heart sound?" Just now, Li Muye thought he was the heart sound, and the lama costume on his body was just a disguise to confuse him. But I didn't expect that this mummy who conspired against him as soon as they met was not the heart sound of a great enemy. I couldn't help but curiously asked: "What is your relationship with heart sound? Why are you here to conspirate me?"
People are about to die and their words are good. This heart shines to this point. The lamp is exhausted, the power of thought is exhausted, and only a little mental consciousness is left in the whole body like a corpse. It is like a candle in the wind, and it will be silent at any time. Destroy, there is no hope at all. At this moment, he looked at the young man he had made unintentionally, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly. After waiting for the opportunity for fifty years, it turned out to be a wedding dress for others.
At this moment, he had lost all thoughts and spoke freely.
Xin Zhao said: "Heart sound is my junior, and we are all descendants of the Yoga of Immortal Heart Imprinting. He practices the technique of reincarnation, and I learn the method of mindfulness transforming the gods."
Li Muye asked: "It's not you who manipulated the Mo Yu below to hypnotize me?"
Xin Zhao said, "That is a hypnotic illusion that the heart sound uses the technique of renunciation. He can't last in that state, let alone your opponent."
Li Muye said: "About 20 years ago, there was a woman who climbed the seventh floor of this tower. Do you remember?" "That is a very good character, how could I forget it." Xinzhao said: "Xinyin wanted to use her power, but she was bewitched and played with it. After enlightening her, she was soon overtaken by her. The seventh floor of this tower was not even me and Xinyin, but the woman did it. , Really amazing."
His tone was full of admiration, and Li Muye sounded leisurely and fascinated. He missed his mother’s demeanor back then. He fiddled with these two great masters in his hands, and even asked for the seventh floor of the ancient pagoda that they had never asked for. Yushenxiu is simply unparalleled in the world. How could a woman like her leave the world with such a simple shortsight? Brother Xiaoye was unwilling to see the body of the second sister Chen for a moment.
Xinzhao has limited knowledge of his mother, so if you want to know more about it, you still have to see the Lama Xinyin.
"Where is the heart sound?" Li Muye asked again.
Xinzhao said: "On the fifth floor, he has not yet comprehended the power of divine consciousness, so he can't even go up to the sixth floor." Be steady, not dare to take that step, so it is destined to make a big breakthrough in a lifetime."
Li Muye said: "You can live in this state for so long, he should take care of you?"
God gritted his teeth and said: "Where did he take care of me, he just used foreign biochemical sorcery to continue my life, and the most fundamental purpose was to obtain the power of the divine mind that I subliminarily cultivated. Just to make you perfect."
Li Muye said, "Although my subconscious mind is a pessimistic skeptic, I have not completely lost faith in human nature as you think. I have someone I love, and there are people who love me in this world, so I have to Live."
God said: "The winner, the prince, the loser, the thief, this life is the final chapter!" After speaking, he closed his eyes, and there was no more life. This time it became a relic body completely.
Li Muye respectfully saluted me, saying: "Master, although you intentionally harmed me, you unintentionally brought my spiritual power to a new level. If you do something in the future, you should be my half mentor. Please accept me sincerely. "After that, he bowed his head at Xinzhao's corpse.
With a grunt, Xinzhao's corpse suddenly fell to the left, revealing a hole to sit down.
There were three things inside, among them a steel cylinder gas tank was connected to a fart stopper. Li Muye could see what it was doing at a glance. No wonder he could last so long in this ghost state. It turned out to be Schroeder. The high-tech is at work. There is also a string of hand beads and a handle.
Li Muye picked up the bracelet and looked at it again. Eighteen stones of unknown material were polished to look like eighteen ghosts and brains. The workmanship was not delicate, they were worn into strings, and they were heavy in his hand. Since it can appear under a great master like Xinzhao and become one of the relics, there must be something special about this thing. Li Muye didn't want to study it in detail at this time, but just casually put it on his wrist. Continue to ponder the handle again. Probing the hand over, gently pull.
After hearing the rumbling sound, after the mountain was shaking, a door was cracked on the wall. Li Muye walked in and found that it was a spiral staircase, which was supposed to be the way to the fifth floor. Those who have the intention, bowed their heads to the old monk, otherwise they still don't know how long it will be delayed for this simple mechanism. With a vigilant mood, slowly stepped to the fifth floor. Looking around, I can't help being taken aback! (End of this chapter)