That night, the four masters and disciples of Jin Chan rested in Ningjiazhuang.
Jin Chan's three demon disciples were placed in an empty courtyard in the village.
Jin Chan himself was invited to the room by Ning Fan to hold a candle and talk at night.
As for Ning Fan's two 'beloved wives', they had gone back to their respective rooms to sleep soundly. There was a big battle during the day, and the two women had absorbed all the rain and dew. I am afraid they would not want to take any more for several days.
The candle flame flickers on and off, and Ning Fan sometimes holds the scissor candle.
He looked at Jin Chan without saying a word, and Jin Chan also smiled without saying a word. The two of them seemed to be engaged in an empty silent meditation.
"Amitabha, the owner of the village has a calm mind. He is worthy of being a person outside the calamity. Did the owner of the village understand life and death during this calamity?" Jin Chan said with a smile.
"yes."
"The poor monk has a lot of insights into life and death. The body and the Tao are already integrated. If a person takes the first step in cultivating the Tao, if he eats a bite of the poor monk's meat, he can understand life and death and live forever. The Buddha's Dharma is the dharma of fate. The poor monk and the village owner By fate, I am willing to harm my Taoism and give the village owner a piece of meat."
"No, Ning would rather hear Elder Jin Chan's views on life and death." Ning Fan shook his head.
"The village master is extraordinary." Jin Chan nodded, and then said, "The village master wants to ask, at what level of heaven is life and death?"
"What is the level of heaven..." Ning Fan frowned deeply.
"Mortals and those who take the first step in cultivating the Tao are in the first ring of heaven. If they die, their souls can enter reincarnation. If their souls die, they lose the opportunity of reincarnation and will never be true. Their life is just a step by step towards death. Process. Their death is a step-by-step process towards life. Their life and death are like a circle, constantly alternating and starting over and over again. Therefore, there is a saying in Buddhism that all emptiness and silence are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and lightning. This should be observed like this. ..Their life and death are in vain.”
"Am I now in the first ring of heaven? Life and death are just illusions..." Ning Fan thought deeply.
"The second step of cultivating the Tao. They can be ranked in the immortal class and achieve the immortal position. Their souls merge into the soul. When the body dies, the soul remains, and the soul dies. The soul also dies, and they will never be reincarnated. They have gained immortality, so if they die, It means eternal death, and eternal loss of true conduct... But if they are people who have attained the Tao, if they have not yet disappeared, they can be reborn with the help of saints whose Tao practices have exceeded the second ring of heaven, and be reborn through the Tao. The second step of cultivating the Tao, Their life and death are an endless straight line. If this straight line no longer extends one day, it will be their death...The price of eternal life is eternal death."
"The price of immortality is eternal death!" Ning Fan's mind exploded, a puzzle that had always puzzled him. Finally solved.
What is immortality... Immortality is to give up the opportunity to re-enter reincarnation and gain this life at the cost of immortality...
He suddenly understood the meaning of Zi Dou Immortal Emperor's verse.
Death is like a lamp going out and reincarnation blowing it back on. If the immortal dies, he will never return to this life. If the immortal dies, he will never return.
Mu Weiliang appears to be dead, but her soul is still there, so she is not really dead... Therefore, she still has a chance to be resurrected.
Emperor Taisu died. He died too completely, his body died, his soul died, his Tao disappeared... He could never be resurrected in this life. There is no chance of reincarnation.
He originally had a chance to be reborn, but in order to save Ning Fan, he committed suicide...
"Thunder Emperor Taisu, you saved me with your life that day... I didn't know." Ning Fan closed his eyes in despair.
"Those who practice the third step of the path are called saints, and they are in the third ring of heaven...the life and death of saints. I don't understand, but I once heard the World Honored One say, 'All appearances are false. If you see things that are not true, If you look at it, you will see the Tathagata.' From this point of view, the realm of the saint should be that life is not life, and death is not death. It is an indescribable and mysterious realm that is not knowable by me."
After Jin Chan finished speaking, he smiled and said nothing, looking at Ning Fan quietly.
He said this, if Ning Fan understands, he understands, and if he doesn't understand, he doesn't understand. Nothing in this world can be forced.
"In the fourth step of cultivating the Tao, are they under the fourth ring of Heaven's Dao? Will they die... Which ring of Heaven's Dao is this candlelight in..."
Jin Chan's eyes suddenly became solemn, and then he looked thoughtful.
He didn't know if the fourth ring of Heaven really existed.
But he vaguely felt that he seemed to have felt the existence of the fourth ring of heaven... He seemed to remember that his eldest disciple Wukong was not the same Wukong in his impression.
This feeling of violation came to mind when Ning Fan asked this question.
"I don't know if the fourth ring of heaven exists... I don't know which ring of heaven the candle flame lives and dies in..." Jin Chan sighed.
"Really?" Ning Fan looked at the candlelight blankly, and Jin Chan also looked at the candlelight.
The two of them just watched the candle burn out all night long.
The next day, Master Jin Chan and his apprentice bid farewell to Ning Fan and continued their journey westward.
Ning Fan stayed in Ningjiazhuang and did not escape this second calamity of life and death.
He remembered who he was, and he could clearly break the catastrophe, but he didn't want to.
During the day, he stood on a high mountain outside Ningjiazhuang, watching the changes in the wind and clouds, watching the sun and the moon alternate, and watching the vegetation wither and flourish.
At night, he also stood on the high mountain, watching the moon set, the crows crow, and the stars move around.
Hong'er and Xiao'er were also standing behind Ning Fan in a daze, with their eyes reflecting on life and death.
They vaguely remembered that they seemed to have no obligation to accompany Ning Fan to bed...
But in name, they are clearly Ning Fan's wives, and there seems to be nothing wrong with them being happy with Ning Fan.
They vaguely remembered that they seemed to be pursuing the way of life and death.
But they can't remember who they are...
Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years.
The three of them have always stood on the high mountain, and Ningjiazhuang has changed for many generations.
Ning Fan had seen all the life and death of mortals, all the withered glory of vegetation, but he gradually felt that he could no longer see through life and death.
However, the number of life and death patterns on his soul increased by 500 again, reaching 2220.
"Is it time to go to the next disaster..."
Ning Fan sighed and raised his finger, intending to shatter the world.
Seeing Ning Fan raise his finger, Xiao'er suddenly showed a look of reluctance, and Hong'er's bloody eyes flashed slightly, also showing reluctance.
"Is your husband leaving?"
"you are leaving?"
The two women asked almost simultaneously.
"yes."
"Before you leave, let's leave some souvenirs..." Xiao Er suddenly showed a cunning look.
"Memorial, what kind of memorial?"
Before Ning Fan could react, Xiao Er threw him to the top of the mountain.
Hong'er had already begun to take off her clothes, revealing her graceful body in the moonlight, and leaned on Ning Fan to rub her body.
A commemoration... What commemoration can be more unforgettable than a night of fun...
"If it's just an illusion during the calamity...that's all..."
Ning Fan turned over and pushed the two girls down...
...
The second calamity of life and death is still broken.
The sky and the earth reunited, and Ning Fan appeared in a strange giant city.
The aura here is thousands of times thicker than the rain world! Practice here. The speed of entry is beyond imagination.
In the sky here, there are countless terrifying streams of light flying past.
Ning Fan glanced at the people here casually. Most of them are immortals!
"Where is this..." Ning Fan asked himself.
He even saw an existence comparable to an Immortal Emperor among those who escaped!
This time, he remembered that he was Ning Fan.
But he didn't know where this place was. Why is the monk's cultivation so terrifying?
Boom!
Suddenly, a bell ringing spread across the sky, and countless immortals were immediately excited.
"The Immortal Emperor is going to give a sermon. I will go to Daluotian to listen to the sermon as soon as possible!"
There were also many monks who had not reached the second step of cultivation and sighed.
"Hey, we and other first-step monks cannot enter Daluotian. When will we have the chance to listen to the Immortal Emperor's sermon?"
Ning Fan remained silent for a while, then walked towards a monk who was standing around the fourth level of Broken Void Heaven, cupped his fists and saluted, "Dare you ask me, my friend? Where is this place..."
When the Broken Fourth cultivator saw Ning Fan's Broken Six cultivation level, he had some admiration.
But when he saw Ning Fan asking such a stupid question, he immediately said with disdain, "My fellow Taoist, it's possible that something went wrong in your cultivation and damaged the sea of consciousness. You don't even know where this place is..."
"Uh... I have indeed damaged my consciousness training, and my memory is a little confused..." Ning Fan said, feeling slightly speechless.
"That's it. When it comes to cultivation, don't be eager for quick success. Only by practicing step by step can you reach the top."
The Broken Four cultivators gave Ning Fan some advice. Then he said, "This is the Purple Dou Immortal Territory. Its predecessor is the Ziwei Immortal Territory and the Beidou Immortal Territory. They fight without cultivating. The killings are endless... The Ziwei Immortal Emperor and the Beidou Immortal Emperor are both fourth-step experts. Their strength Tongtian, but then a strong man emerged and destroyed two Immortal Emperors alone. He only used one finger. The Immortal Emperor defeated a billion worlds, put down the rebellion of the two Immortal Domains, and unified a billion worlds... He is the Immortal Emperor Zi Dou!"
Speaking of this, the Fourth Broken cultivator couldn't help showing a look of joy and fascination.
Ever since the Immortal Emperor Zi Dou took control of the Ancient Immortal Realm, killing was strictly prohibited, and no one in the billions of worlds dared to disrespect him.
In today's world of cultivation, no one dares to kill people to seize treasures, no one dares to violate moral norms and kill relatives, no one dares to bully men and dominate women...
Even the Immortal Emperor would not dare to bully the first step monk.
Because Zi Dou refused.
No one can do anything he disallows, otherwise he will die!
He used the killing of one person to gain peace for a billion worlds.
In the Purple Dou Immortal Realm, there is not much difference in status between immortals and mortals.
There is not much difference between mortals and animals.
Tigers cannot eat humans, and humans cannot eat livestock.
If everyone has the Tao in their hearts, even ordinary people will live longer.
Ning Fan's eyes were shocked.
The culture of cultivation in the Zi Douxian Realm was something Ning Fan could not imagine in troubled times.
Killing people to seize treasures, slaughtering clans and annihilating families were almost commonplace in Ning Fan's era.
No one can change the whole world, Zi Dou is the only one.
With the killing of one man, he brought peace to eternal peace...
Ning Fan felt a trace of hot blood flowing through his heart, which was something he had never felt before.
If possible, if there is even a glimmer of possibility, he can be like Zi Dou, pacify the eternity with one person's killing, and create a world of cultivation that he longs for...
This thought only came up for a moment, and then it was wiped out in his mind, showing a wry smile.
Zi Dou's orders were followed by everyone because he was powerful.
Zi Dou can kill two Immortal Emperors alone. Even if the Immortal Emperors of a billion worlds join forces, they will not be his enemy.
With just one finger, he defeated the immortal emperors of billions of worlds. His power was beyond Ning Fan's imagination...
Without this strength, who would obey his orders?
Ning Fan shook his head helplessly. His strength was low and he had exhausted all his efforts to protect himself. He could only think about pacifying Eternal Peace...
When Ning Fan sighed, the four broken monks had already left.
But a slightly reproachful voice came into Ning Fan's ears from behind.
"If you don't do things in this world, how will you know the results? People can grow old and their strength can decline. But the heart cannot die, and ideals cannot be destroyed."
This voice was so familiar that Ning Fan turned around suddenly.
But he saw a young man in purple clothes with stunning appearance standing behind Ning Fan. She frowned slightly at him.
The young man had long hair like a waterfall, handsome appearance, and a purple-gold stone flame mark above his eyebrows.
His eyes were so vicissitudes of life, as if he had lived for too long and been alone for too long...
Ning Fan saw this person. His eyes were shocked, and he immediately bowed his head and said respectfully, "Teacher..."
This young man in purple clothes is none other than the Immortal Emperor Zi Dou.
Seeing Ning Fan calling him this, Zi Dou relaxed his brows, stretched out his hand, and patted Ning Fan on the shoulder.
"When you grow up, you start to go through life and death, right?"
Say it. Zi Dou sighed slightly again, "Zi Dou Immortal Realm is not a place you should know about now. It is too early for you to touch the secrets of this place... Find another place."
Zi Dou flicked his sleeves, and the purple-gold wind smoke blew lightly, sweeping the two of them, crossing countless interfaces in an instant, and appearing in a small village with beautiful mountains and rivers.
This place is covered with cattail grass, which dries up every year.
"Teacher, shouldn't he be giving lectures in Daluotian right now?" Ning Fan asked doubtfully.
"Let them wait! In my heart, you are more important than them. Sit down. I know that you are studying life and death. With my cultivation, I can directly make you realize life and death, but the life and death you understand in this way is different from yours. The Tao may not necessarily coincide... I have been reincarnated for eternity. Only in one reincarnation did I enter the demonic barrier, so I am what I am today. In that life, I had a teacher, and he gave me a truth. The Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao. The real Tao , is indescribable. You asked in the calamity of life and death, and fell into the lower realm."
After hearing these words, Ning Fan woke up as if he was enlightened.
Mo Zhi's words were very reasonable, and Jin Chan's words were even more profound, but Ning Fan always felt that something was missing.
Now he understands.
They spoke the way of life and death, but the real way is indescribable.
If you can tell it, it is not the true way. It can only be regarded as close to the way. After all, it is just a little short of the truth.
"I know you have countless questions in your mind. It's just your question. I can't give you an answer. I can only wait for you to find the answer yourself."
Zi Dou smiled at Ning Fan, pointed to the cattail grass at his feet and said, "Do you want to learn from me how to weave a great road?"
"Weaving the Avenue!" Ning Fan's eyes were shocked.
Weaving the great road is creating the rules of heaven and earth. Can this kind of thing be learned?
"Yes, there is nothing in this world that is impossible, it just depends on whether you are willing to do it. It is ridiculous for an ordinary boy to try to change the world. But if it were me, I could truly change everything in this world. ..Have you ever had an ideal in your heart?"
"Ideal... I don't have one..." Ning Fan laughed at himself. He had tried his best to protect himself, so how could he have an ideal?
"There will be... At your age, I am just a monster who kills without restraint... One day, you will have your own views on this world of cultivation."
Zi Dou was silent for a moment, then with a flick of his sleeves, he pulled up some cattail grass from the ground, crossed his legs on the ground, and began to weave a grass ring.
Obviously they are just weaving a grass ring, but it feels to Ning Fan as if they are weaving the way of heaven.
No, that grass ring in Zi Dou's hand is a heaven!
After a long time, the grass ring was weaved. Zi Dou waved his hand, and the grass ring rose into the sky, turning into a huge black and white ring shadow on the sky!
"This is life and death!"
After saying that, the surrounding shadow gradually disappeared, Zi Dou also stood up, took a deep look at Ning Fan, turned and left.
Not a word of advice, but this scene of weaving grass rings is worth a thousand words.
As long as Ning Fan weaves grass rings like Zi Dou, one day he will be able to realize life and death for the first time!
Looking at the surrounding shadows that gradually dissipated in the sky, Ning Fan seemed to understand something, but felt that there was a barrier that prevented him from comprehending it.
He suddenly woke up from his dream, remembered something, looked at Zi Dou's leaving figure, and suddenly asked,
"Teacher...are you alive or dead now..."
Zi Dou stopped and sighed.
"You finally asked this question... No matter life, no matter death, whether it is life or death, I will do what needs to be done."
He suddenly turned around and looked at Ning Fan calmly, but there was an aura that could make a billion worlds tremble!
"I am here, and all living beings are here!"
With a flicker of his body, Zi Dou disappeared without a trace, and this third calamity of life and death gradually began to collapse.
Ning Fan's heart, which had been cold for a long time, once again flowed with a trace of his warm blood.
I am here, and all living beings are here!
What kind of arrogance is this, only one who is the overlord of a billion world can express it!
Ning Fan suddenly felt a little sad again, always feeling that Zi Dou's back was very desolate.
After passing through the third calamity of rebirth and death, the number of life and death patterns on Ning Fan's soul once again increased by 500, reaching 2720.
At this moment, he can barely take the step of life and death!
But it's still a little short of a real life-and-death experience.
The Ziyang seal on the left face is disappearing.
Ning Fan then noticed that when Zi Dou waved his hand to sacrifice Huanying, he also helped him remove the seal in his body.
The seal gradually disappeared, and the power of the purple sun emitted from Ning Fan's body, condensing into a purple orb in front of Ning Fan, shining with the brilliance of the sun.
This is the crystallization of the power of Ziyang!
If this purple yang crystal is swallowed, the third yang of the Yin Yang Monument can be supplemented, but in that case, there will be three yang and one yin, and the yin and yang will be completely unbalanced.
This Purple Yang Crystal can only be devoured after the Second Yin is completed.
Ning Fan put away the Purple Sun Crystal, and at the moment when the calamity of life and death collapsed, his mind returned to the outside world.
On the ice bed, Ning Fan opened his eyes and gently exhaled a breath of turbid air.
The triple calamity of life and death, the opportunity is indeed not small...
In this way, you can leave the stone room.
He was just thinking this, and suddenly his face turned pale.
But at this moment, he saw that his clothes were completely undressed, and the clothes of the little demon girl and the red clothes were scattered everywhere.
The bodies of the three people were intertwined, and their qualifications were extremely ambiguous.
The little demon girl was still sleeping, her arms tightly wrapped around Ning Fan's neck, and her head was nestled in Ning Fan's arms.
Hongyi pressed her proud snow peak against Ning Fan's back, her delicate body pressed against Ning Fan's back, and the soft feeling made Ning Fan almost lose his mind.
how so!
Could it be that the things in the second calamity of life and death were not fake... When he was going through the calamity, he and the two women...
Ning Fan caressed the two women's lower abdomens with his palms, and realized that the two women's Yuan Yin was still there, and Ning Fan's expression softened slightly.
It seems that the innocence of the two girls has not been ruined...
However, with them all sleeping together like this, innocence seems to have long since disappeared.
At this moment, the little demon girl opened her eyes faintly, and Hongyi also opened his eyes dimly.
Seeing the scene where they were naked and embracing each other, the little demon girl was so angry that she was shaking all over, while Hong Yi had blood-cold eyes that were scary.
"Xiao Fanfan! No matter how much I like you, you can't do this kind of thing when I'm asleep!"
"Ning Fan! Although I am your companion demon, I am not obligated to serve you on the mat. You have passed it!"
Ning Fan couldn't argue, and said with a wry smile, "Do you still remember Ning Laocai, Hong'er, and Xiao'er... I think our current situation is related to what happened at that time."
With Ning Fan's words, the little demon girl turned to stone, while Hong Yi showed an expression of disbelief.
Hong'er, Xiao'er...
"You dreamed about it too!" the two women asked at the same time.
As soon as the question was asked, both women understood.
It was not an erotic dream that each other had alone, but an erotic dream that the three of them had together.
Thinking of the countless pleasures in the dream, even Hong Yi blushed, let alone the little demon girl.
The atmosphere was extremely awkward for a while.
"Put on your clothes first." Ning Fan suggested this and climbed up from the little demon girl's lotus arms. Unintentionally, his left hand touched the little demon girl's little pigeon, and his right hand touched the smooth and flat belly of the red dress.
In just a moment, the little demon girl's face turned red. She was sinister, cunning, and disguised...she couldn't remember anything.
There was another strange feeling, flowing through her body like electricity, reminding her of scenes in her dream...
Hongyi's delicate body trembled, her silver teeth clenched, but she was speechless.
"Exactly what happened in that dream, please explain it to me." Red-clothed Silver Teeth clenched his teeth. (To be continued.)
