The heart is Pangu’s heart, and the body is the mortal body.
The heart is Pangu’s heart, and the body is the mortal body.
The heart is a godless heart, and the body is...Pangu body!
In the pitch-black cave, Lin Xiaolu, who was no longer human, suddenly opened his eyes and fell headlong into the straw with a "Bang!" sound. He opened his mouth and gasped for breath, but he couldn't breathe any air. .
The entrance to the cave was completely sealed, and there was a formation on it, so the air could not circulate. At this moment, the cave seemed to have become a vacuum zone.
In this vacuum environment, Lin Xiaolu was not only unable to breathe and his brain was deprived of oxygen, but the water in various tissues of the body also began to gradually turn into a vapor state, and a large amount of body heat was lost due to evaporation, and the current body failure process It had extended to the heart and lungs, and blood circulation was completely interrupted. At this moment, the whole person's skin began to fester, and he fell to the ground and twitched continuously.
He huddled up in the dry straw and looked tremblingly at the dark cave ahead. His eyeballs were constantly bloodshot, and even his hair began to fall out.
For three days, he relied on his extraordinary and holy body functions and the endless new internal force in his body to persist in this vacuum environment for three full days. However, in these three days, he has not communicated what was recorded in the Pangu body. The mysterious energy that exists in the universe.
At this moment, the skin all over his body began to fester, and even his eyeballs began to ooze pus and blood. This was because the tiny "points" in his body were failing and breaking!
Under the instinct of survival, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and probed towards the sealed cave entrance not far away. After a long time... his outstretched palm was still clenched into a twitching fist.
The so-called warrior cannot be a slave to pain.
The two most painful experiences Lin Xiaolu had ever experienced were two times. The first time was when he had to endure the second beast blood exercise with willpower before he had developed his internal strength.
He endured it, and later discovered that his internal strength could withstand the burning pain caused by the beast blood training. From then on, the warriors of Emei practiced martial arts and no longer had to suffer the same suffering as he did.
The second most painful experience he had ever experienced was the eternal loneliness and despair in the River of Forgetfulness, which was the most fatal attack on the spirit and willpower.
But it was precisely because he once again endured the extreme loneliness and despair that he was able to completely control Wangchuan and get the opportunity to reach the sky like Pangu Ti.
Therefore, Lin Xiaolu can say with a clear conscience that every opportunity and chance he gets is what he deserves! They are all earned through great hardship!
At this moment, his body began to emit waves of stench while convulsing. He no longer looked as handsome as before. His whole body seemed to have turned into a blood corpse without skin. Even so, he endured the severe pain while gritting his teeth. Smile.
Is the so-called pain just... so little?
In the end, the boy who was still trying to operate the Pangu Body trembled and sat up again. While enduring the devastating lack of oxygen and severe pain all over his body, he forced himself to focus, continue to operate the Pangu Body, and continue to meditate!
All the despair and pain in the world cannot make a real man surrender!
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I used to be on Jiujiang, looking at Jiuhua Peak in the distance. The green water of the Tianhe River shows off nine hibiscus.
Jiuhua Mountain, at the foot of the mountain
"Master, why don't we go up the mountain today?"
Liu Yuniang, who was wearing green clothes, looked at the dilapidated wooden door in front of her and shouted to Wu Gu inside:
"I see that there are quite a lot of people going to Jiuhua Mountain to burn incense and worship Buddha in the past two days. It's very lively. Let's go up there and have some fun too?"
After shouting the words for a moment, the door opened, and Wu San, who was wearing a tattered cassock and had a delicate and gentle appearance, walked out of the house.
"Disciple, let's go down the mountain."
"ah?"
Liu Yuniang was stunned when she heard this, and then asked in confusion: "Aren't you going to come to Jiuhua Mountain to make a pilgrimage to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva? Why don't you go now?"
Liu Yuniang found it very strange. Over the past few days, she had followed Wugou to Mount Jiuhua, kneeling three times, kneeling five times, and bowing five times. Finally, she finally reached the foot of the mountain, but Wugou did not go up the mountain. Instead, she stayed at the foot of the mountain for twenty-eight years. God, I have never even seen the golden statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
Faced with her confusion, Wu Guan walked outside the ruined temple and explained with a smile:
"Worshiping Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva relies on a pure heart. We bowed down to the ground with five bodies all the way. My teacher also recited the "Sacrifice Sutra" at the foot of the mountain for twenty-eight days. Now that the heart has arrived, it's all good."
"Then Master, have you made a breakthrough?" Liu Yuniang asked as she followed Wugu out.
Hearing this question, Wu Gu turned his head and looked at her with a smile, and said:
"One more good thing to do."
"What kind of good deed do you do?"
"Do one good deed for a lifetime."
Liu Yuniang:......
The two of them left the dilapidated small temple, and Wugu walked to the official road in a hurry. Looking back, he saw that the winding mountain road of Jiuhua Mountain in the distance was full of pilgrims who went up the mountain to burn incense and worship Buddha. At a glance, they could see the bustling people. It's all heads.
"What day is it today? Are there so many pilgrims?" he asked.
"I heard from passers-by that it seemed to be some kind of festival." Liu Yuniang stood behind Wugu, watching the scene and said, "I heard that in addition to the temple of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, Jiuhua Mountain now enshrines many other Bodhisattvas. What does it matter?" The Bodhisattva Manjusri who has been promoted, the Tathagata Tathagata who manages wealth and wealth, these pilgrims basically come to worship these."
Hearing these words, a trace of disappointment flashed through Wugou's gentle eyes, and Liu Yuniang asked curiously: "Master, you said that pilgrims worship these Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, will their wishes come true?"
Wu Gu shook his head and turned away, while Liu Yuniang chased after him curiously and continued to ask:
"I think these pilgrims are quite sincere. Why can't it be effective?"
"Because they are not worshiping the Buddha at all." Wugou replied expressionlessly, his cheeks bulging, as if he was a little angry.
"They are not worshiping Buddha? Then what are they worshiping?"
"What they worship...is their inner desires."
After saying the slightly angry words, Liu Yuniang was stunned for a moment, then she looked at Wu Kuan's back in front of her and asked:
"Master, where are we going now?"
Wugou paused for a moment, then turned his head and said softly: "Master, I'm hungry, let's go and beg for alms."
"Are you still hungry?" Liu Yuniang was confused for a moment, then she seemed to understand something and asked: "How long will it take to heal?"
"Yi Yi." Wugu thought for a moment and said.
Liu Yuniang almost spat out a mouthful of blood after hearing this.
Isn’t it just a hundred years to be a beggar? It’s so fresh and refined!
Yaya, how could I be so stupid back then that I actually recognized you as my master? I just chanted sutras, ate fasting and did good deeds every day without practicing. It didn’t matter, but now I still have to beg for food! It still takes a hundred years to eat!
Is this what humans do? If I had known that I would have died happily at the hands of Miss Shangguan, what a sin!
Under the sun, Liu Yuniang, who looked unhappy, kicked stones and followed the ragged Wu Kuan away in anger.
