He said, what is the sin of the world
Lin Shu thought, this might be the difference between Ling Fengxiao and Da Wu
Just as he was thinking, this man hugged him, put his chin on his shoulder, and asked, "What if I agree with the great witch? Do you still want me?"
Lin Shu thought about it.
My mother and I fell into the river, who did you save
It turned out that even if he didn't have a girlfriend and replaced it with a boyfriend, he couldn't escape this ultimate problem.
Ling Fengxiao: "Huh?"
Lin Shu said, "Yes."
"Well..." Ling Fengxiao said, "You want me to do anything?"
Lin Shu: "... um."
Ling Fengxiao kissed him.
Lin Shu accepted this kiss expressionlessly.
Ling Fengxiao asked, "Because I'm good-looking?"
Then self-denial: "You have cultivated the ruthless way, I'm afraid you can't distinguish between beauty and ugliness."
Lin Shu thought seriously: "You are still beautiful."
Ling Fengxiao: "Your Taoism is not firm."
Lin Shu retorted: "Quite firm."
Ling Fengxiao: "Then your five senses are not dull?"
Lin Shu: "It's a little dull."
He realizes that the world in his eyes is much duller than before, the colors are no longer strong, the sound is gradually misty and chaotic, and the sense of touch and pain has subsided.
Ling Fengxiao opened her eyes.
Lin Shu: "?"
Ling Fengxiao said: "Then...then..."
This person speaks very little hesitantly, and it is really abnormal right now.
Lin Shu: "Huh?"
Ling Fengxiao said, "Then you were made to cry by me two days ago, at night..."
Lin Shu: "…"
Ling Fengxiao continued: "If there is no ruthless way, wouldn't you have to cry from the beginning to the end?"
Lin Shu's eyes darkened.
I must persist in the ruthless way.
Ling Fengxiao coughed.
The topic is back on track.
"The defense formation is very tight, you have to go in from the first floor, from the inside to the top floor." Ling Fengxiao swiped his fingers on the blueprint provided by Xiao Xuan to determine the route, and then said, "If you don't disturb the great witch, you can see it. When he arrives, it is naturally very good, if we are alarmed, we will immediately enter the Qingming Cave, and there will be no casualties."
Lin Shu gave a "hmm" in agreement.
When working with Ling Fengxiao, others can completely give up their brains and let him arrange everything in detail.
Ling Fengxiao took a pen and sketched on the drawing.
Lin Shu watched him determine eight plans for going up the tower, seven plans for going down the tower, and three sets of emergency escape plans.
With everything in mind, start entering the tower.
The defense under the tower is not very tight - for those who are in the calamity period.
The two of them relied on their small and accomplished movements to successfully avoid all surveillance and floated into the window on the first floor.
The first floor is empty and tall.
The huge statue of Vairu, standing in the center of this space, leaned forward slightly.
This statue has a hundred eyes, a thousand arms, and grows all over the body, with indescribable strange lines all over the statue's body.
The largest eye is on the front of Lord Vairocana, probably from the base of the neck to the navel.
Although I have seen the drawings before, I can still feel that crazy, treacherous, indescribable and stressful suffocation when I am there.
They had talked about Lord Vairu yesterday.
The result of the discussion is that Vairocana is to the Jie people what the Way of Heaven is to the cultivators.
Vairocana has a hundred eyes and a thousand arms, which are used to detect the evil deeds of people and judge the guilty, and the Tao of Heaven, in the theory of the Tao of Immortals, also knows everything in the world, and sends down the punishment of the heavenly thunder to the most sinful people.
Then Ling Fengxiao thoughtfully gave an example, saying that the Dian Kingdom believed in the "Miao God", and the Western Xinjiang also believed in the "Saha God", and even other different races, various schools of practice, and even the most born of Buddhism. Similar to the supreme gods such as Vairocana, Tiandao, Miao, and Saha.
It seems that there is a set of untouchable iron laws between heaven and earth, and there is an omnipotent god of law.
Xiao Xuan rubbed his palms in admiration, listening to Qing's words was better than reading ten years of books.
Lin Shu did not dare to make a sound.
To tell the truth, although he is a cultivator, he is actually an atheist, and he is even often tempted on the edge of materialism and modern physics.
However, having said that, no matter whether such an existence really exists or not, looking at the surface of this statue of Vairu that is dust-free and clearly well-maintained, it can be inferred that the great sorcerer may really claim to be Vairocana, the Way of Heaven, or something like that. The gods, who are not used to the filthy world, want to purify it completely.
They went around the statue, came to the back, and went up the tower from the wooden ladder on the left.
The second floor was empty, except for some strange sculptures, which came from the same vein as God Vairocana, and were not in human form.
The third floor is empty, only some strange murals, the things on the paintings are also in the same vein as the god Vairu, some black figures dance wildly on the dark brown walls in a crazy form, after looking at them for a long time, I even think they are will move.
The fourth floor is still empty, but there are no sculptures or murals. It is empty. Only on the southernmost wall, there is a picture of a beauty. The beauty has no face, no body, or even gender. It is just an old drawing paper. , a vague red shadow, but Lin Shu felt that it should be pretty.
All these floors were terribly silent, and no one moved. When Lin Shu suspected whether there was any fraud, he saw a huge ice coffin on the fifth floor.
There is water in the ice coffin.
The water that will not freeze is only the bottom of the South China Sea, the endless water in the ruins.
In the water was a huge clam with a snow-white shell. The shell was so large that it needed dozens of people to surround it. The clam was sleeping with its shell closed, and only a light white mist escaped from the gap, giving off a sweet, confused scent.
Obviously this white fog is not cold, but a hallucinogenic mirage. So, it's not a big clam, it's a mirage, a mirage of a mirage.
In the South China Sea, ships capsize every year, and most of the people on board are fascinated by the mirage and die on the way to the mirage.
Right now, it's sleeping, but when this thing wakes up, the mirage fills the entire floor, and anyone who steps here will fall into a complete illusion.
But such a small wisp of mirage filled the air, and it would also cause some disturbance to the mind.
However, the blazing yang energy in the heart of Phoenix Villa is the natural nemesis of mirage.
Lin Shu wanted to pull Ling Fengxiao's sleeve, but suddenly he pulled it empty.
He looked back and saw only an empty room.
Lin Shu took a few deep breaths, recalling when he and Ling Fengxiao were separated.
- But he found that since entering the tower, his memory is very vague, and it seems that he has never spoken to Ling Fengxiao at all. And the hand that was clenched so tightly didn't know when to let go.
Fantasy
Lin Shu looked at the mirage in front of him.
Perhaps, this mirage is not real.
Perhaps when they first stepped into the tower, they were confused by the imperceptible mirage, and fell into a half-truth and illusion.
There was silence in the tower, Lin Shu didn't dare to play the piano to clear his mind, but silently recited the formula of the mind, trying to escape from the illusion.
Useless.
The scene in front of me was always a large empty room with a snow-white mirage.
Look again, the stairway where he came has disappeared, and the stairway that goes up is also nowhere to be found.
Only in the corner of the room, there was a dark doorway that seemed to connect a corridor.
Lin Shu had no choice but to go there.
The moment he stepped in, he was suddenly in a trance, and he was on the second floor, among countless strange and terrifying statues.
He passed through the limbs one after another, the same position, still the dark doorway, and then entered, to the third floor, the murals.
Walls, ceilings, wall pillars, all twisted shapes, he passed through, as if walking through algae. The same location, the same doorway, he entered the fourth floor, the floor with the beauty picture.
Going further, it is the fifth floor where the mirage is raised.
an infinite loop.
Lin Shu finally stopped at the fourth floor, in front of the beauty map.
Beauty figure.
beauty.
red.
Ling Fengxiao.
He looked at the smudged red on the old paper.
Regardless, the color made him feel safe.
But just as he stared at the picture, the cinnabar-like redness gradually faded away.
an empty sheet of paper.
He was a little breathless, leaning against the wall, thinking about how to crack it.
If this is his illusion in the mirage, then the things in the illusion should be related to himself.
And if... This beauty picture represents Ling Fengxiao, then what do the bizarre, twisted, layered sculptures and murals on the second and third floors represent
Although his chest was tight, his mind was very clear.
He remembered walking on the street in his previous life and encountered a surging crowd of people. Under the sun, there were chaotic shadows on the concrete floor.
he thought suddenly.
Those treacherous, twisted, dense, indescribable, maybe the world in his eyes.
At the same time as this thought flashed by, there seemed to be footsteps coming from the doorway.
Lin Shu looked there.
As if it was just an illusion, in an instant, the footsteps disappeared again.
He continued to look at the beauty picture.
The beauty figure symbolizes Ling Fengxiao.
But now, the red shadow on the picture has subsided.
What is this
He has learned a lot about the knowledge of illusion, and illusion is often related to state of mind. You must think clearly about the meaning of every plant and tree in it, in order to find the flaws in illusion.
Fading... ruthless
He touched the mottled drawing paper, slightly at a loss.
The footsteps sounded again.
Lin Shu turned his head again.
This time, he saw Xiao Shao, dressed in black, leaning against the door, slowly wiping his sword.
He wore that silver mask on his face, which Lin Shu hadn't seen for a long time.
There was a dark red blood under the mask, which seemed to fall from the bottom of his eyes.
Lin Shu didn't step forward, he knew that everything in the fantasy world was unbelievable.
In the silence, there was the sound of debris falling.
It was the painting that was shattered.
The walls are empty.
He looked away at Xiao Shao.
Xiao Shao looked at the place where the painting was originally.
After a long time, he heard Xiao Shao say, "Lin Shu."
Lin Shu: "Yeah."
Xiao Shao asked, "Do you like me?"
Lin Shu: "...I like it."
Xiao Shao said, "I don't like it."
Lin Shu: "No dislike."
"I don't like it." Xiao Shao's voice was slightly hoarse. At the same time, the bloodstain slowly slipped and fell to the ground with a tick.
"Cultivating the Tao and the mind, the immortals keep the ruthless way, just like the monks keep the precepts, they must be indifferent to their emotions and desires, and they should not be indifferent.
The room was empty, there was a slight echo.
Xiao Shao seemed to smile: "... such a high level of cultivation."
Lin Shu was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.
Xiao Shao didn't know when he came to him.
In the thick blood, he raised Lin Shu's chin, his fingers were cold.
"Whether you cultivate the ruthless Dao or not, you have never moved..." The cold scabbard pressed against Lin Shu's chest, and then gradually moved up to his neck, cheeks, and ears.
In the shuddering cold touch, he heard Xiao Shao ask in a low voice, "Really?"