When the sun sets on the west mountain, the sun sets in the west.
The sunset glows above the clouds, and dusk has fallen.
Above the clouds, in the void, in the clouds.
It was as if a gangster that could tear everything apart roared crazily in the sky.
Above the clouds is the might of God, the mighty might of God, and the might of God that the common people fear.
All of a sudden, a flame appeared out of nowhere, and then it burned inexplicably. It was a purple-colored flame, and it was also a lonely and deadly purple-colored flame.
The Ziyou-colored flame is burning slowly, no matter how crazy the wind is, it can't shake it at all, and the Ziyou flame will not be affected even if the power of the sky is unpredictable.
The Violet Fire was burning just like that.
As the sun goes away, as dusk falls, as night begins, as darkness strikes...
The purple-colored flames became more and more vigorous, the burning wind crackled, the burning void loomed, and the burning sky trembled slightly.
Faintly, there seemed to be a shadowy figure appearing in Ziyouzhihuo.
As the Ziyou flame became more and more vigorous, the figure became clearer and clearer.
It was a man, a young man.
Dressed in quaint white clothes, with three thousand fluttering black hair.
A stern face, a lonely figure.
He sat cross-legged, slightly closed his eyes, put his hands together, his expression was calm and serene, as if he was reborn from the ashes, and as the dark fire burned more vigorously, the vitality in his body became more vigorous.
I don't know how long the Ziyou fire has been burning, but I only know that the figure is getting clearer and the vitality on his body is getting stronger and stronger.
With a bang, Ziyou's fire suddenly turned into a sea of flames, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving only the young man.
He just sat cross-legged like this, and when he opened his eyes, there were a pair of deep eyes, as deep as an abyss, unfathomable, full of hesitation and confusion, as if he was full of strangeness and unknown to everything .
Just looking at it like this, he slowly closed his eyes, and then opened them again, his eyes were less hesitant, less confused, more dark, and more silent.
Close it again, open it again, there will be less hesitation, confusion, more darkness, and silence.
I don't know how many times I opened and closed and repeated it, but every time I close and open, the hesitation and confusion will be less, and the darkness and silence will be more, until the hesitation and confusion completely disappear, those deep eyes In the eyes, there is only darkness and silence.
He didn't move, he was still sitting cross-legged, looking lonely and cold.
The dead silence on his body dissipated bit by bit, and the vitality was restored bit by bit.
Gradually, the loneliness disappeared, the coldness disappeared, and what appeared instead was a kind of laziness, a kind of casualness, a kind of free and easy, and a kind of great ease.
"Damn it!"
He stood up, stood in the sky, stretched fiercely, every inch of his bones made crackling sounds, every inch of his skin trembled violently, and every hole in his body was spinning crazily!
Wow!
The endless Tai Chi Golden Pill hidden in the acupuncture point roared wantonly like a wild tiger, and the billowing Tai Chi spiritual power exploded, shaking the heavens and the earth!
"Finally the motherfucker is back."
He raised his head to the sky and screamed, the sky and the wind crackled continuously, and the void exploded continuously!
"Hahaha! I'm fucking alive again! Hahaha!"
came back!
Live again!
indeed.
Gu Qingfeng is back and alive again.
This is not the first time he has come back from the dead, nor is it the first time he has found himself from being lost. However, every time he comes back from the dead, he will have a hearty feeling. It is a very strange and special feeling, isn't it? Surprise, it's not excitement, let alone excitement, Gu Qingfeng can't tell what the rest is, anyway, it's very cool!
"It's not easy! Damn it's not easy..."
Although it feels very cool, behind this coolness is exchanged for endless loneliness.
Because every time he dies, he doesn't know if he can come back to life, every time he gets lost, he also doesn't know if he can find himself again, and this time is no exception.
It does not matter.
The important thing is that nirvana is not about sleeping, and it is not about finding yourself from being lost after sleeping.
But a kind of loneliness, a kind of speechless, a kind of eternal loneliness.
That feeling is like a person falling into endless darkness, no time, no space, just darkness, nothing but darkness, just yourself, you don't even know your own existence, no consciousness, no thought, just that Floating in the endless darkness, you don't know where to go, what to do, or anything.
It was such a lonely feeling.
Even though Gu Qingfeng has experienced it several times, he is still a little apprehensive about that feeling from the bottom of his heart.
Fortunately, I finally lived, and finally succeeded in finding myself.
Gu Qingfeng pondered, in the future, it would be better to play tricks like the Great Nirvana less often, and it would be better to sacrifice less times for evil existences like A Bi Wu Jiang Evil Shura.
He doesn't want to toss about like this anymore, who knows if he can still be nirvana after the nirvana? I don't know if I can find myself after sacrificing the evil Shura of Abi Wujiang.
And after each nirvana, he will have a new understanding of the mystery of the two characters of nirility, and this new understanding will make him understand the Dao of Heaven and Earth better. The deeper he understands, the more afraid he will be of the Dao of Heaven and Earth.
While apprehensive, he also became more and more confused about the Dao of Heaven and Earth, and became more and more incomprehensible.
He used to think that heaven and earth were just heaven and earth, and the great way was just the great way. Now in his eyes, the heaven and the earth are still the heaven and the earth, but they are not the heaven and the earth. Immortals are not immortals, Buddhas are Buddhas and not Buddhas...
To make him feel this way, there is also Ah Bi Wu Jiang who is evil Shura.
He used to think that Avichi Evil Shura was just the evil being who ruled Purgatory, but as he learned more about Avichi Evil Shura, he felt more and more that Avichi Evil Shura was not that simple.
Just like how he viewed the Dao of Heaven and Earth, Abi is Abi and is not Abi, Wujian is Wujian and not Wujian, Shura is Shura and not Shura!
"Last night, the westerly wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world."
Gu Qingfeng looked at the night sky, at the countless stars in the sky, and also at the bright moon, and whispered: "The belt is getting wider and I will never regret it, and I will make people haggard for Yixiao."
He closed his eyes, sighed, and said, "I looked for him thousands of times in the crowd, and suddenly I looked back, but the man was in a dimly lit place."
After a long silence, he shook his head, opened his eyes, and said to himself with a smile, "Mountains are mountains, waters are waters, mountains are not mountains, waters are not waters, mountains are mountains, and waters are waters. …”
Closing his eyes again, Gu Qingfeng took a deep breath, pondered this, and said for a moment: "If you don't forget your original intention, you will always have it. I follow my heart and I am at ease."