When I calmed down, my heart felt a little dull and depressing, like a rocky mountain, weighing on my heart.
Looking at the girl beside him with a smile in her eyes, he sighed softly. The girl was quite sensitive and noticed something strange about him at this time. Her face became more sad and she said, "Brother Yu, do you miss people when you see things?"
"No! I didn't think of anyone, I... I'm just a little tired..." Turning his back, he looked at the mountains and cities rising one after another. At that moment, he took a deep breath and exhaled. When he came out, there was a bitter smile on his face.
I can't remember it, I really can't remember it, but I always feel empty in my heart. What's the reason...
In a trance, hazy, there seemed to be a young girl standing between the sea of clouds. The girl's beauty shocked the world. He rubbed his eyes and stared at the sea of clouds.
After a moment, he finally sighed and murmured to himself, "Is it my imagination?"
But the girl at that time has long disappeared...
The sky is flooded with bright white light, and the clouds wander randomly, and will be kneaded by time into any shape, including the shape of dreams.
In memories, everything in the past becomes beautiful and moving. Memory is a dream maker. No matter how dangerous and difficult the past was, it will always give the most beautiful colors and the most innocent feelings to the dreamer.
Therefore, when you look back, the sadness at that time will slowly be diluted!
Qingwan stood beside him, looking at the young man with a confused look on his face. In her empty heart, there would be a gentle breeze, gently blowing through those slightly pale memories.
"Brother, he must have thought of her again!" She looked at Yu Zun blankly, her face becoming a little gloomy.
Brother, maybe there is someone living deep in everyone’s heart! Qingwan is no exception, but Qingwan has long forgotten, has long forgotten the appearance of the person in her heart, Qingwan seems to love someone well!
Brother, you are happy! At least your dreams are in color! But Qingwan’s dream...is...
She smiled, and that gentle smile, like the gentle wind, passed through the drunken afternoon, but she was tired from laughing, so she didn't want to laugh anymore.
How long will my brother accompany Qingwan? Will my brother leave Qingwan behind at the next intersection?
Brother! Being able to stay with her brother is Qingwan's greatest happiness! It was also the deepest emotion in Qingwan’s heart!
Brother! If you have a dream, fly! Fly bravely...
The breeze is no longer cold, and the dreams are no longer straightforward. At this time, walking through the alleys, I feel a rare sense of comfort and joy.
Walking forward with light steps, the feeling in my heart is beyond words! He looked back at Qingwan, smiled and blinked, and said, "Sister Wan'er, what are you thinking about?"
That soft smile that blooms like the sun. The attributes of sunshine are written behind time! Those reservations are waiting to bloom, and those stubbornness are dancing in the wind.
The young man has never changed, and there is always sunshine in that gentle smile...
At this time, Qingwan stared blankly at the young man. How handsome and handsome he looked at that time! There was light on his face, a clear and bright light!
His life was conceived in the sunshine, but his heart was always lonely and lonely!
"Brother! Let's get out of here!" Looking at the vast city and temple, Qingwan's eyes gradually became more tired and tired!
"Okay! Let's leave!" For some reason, a hard bulge suddenly appeared in his heart, which made him feel a little pain. At that time, when he looked at the girl, there was also a painful struggle and fatigue in his eyes!
"Brother, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time!" Qingwan smiled, her voice gradually becoming a little blurry!
The sky is like a bright mirror, reflecting the many hardships in the world on it. At this time, Yu Zun meditated and felt a kind of energy fluctuation.
At first, the energy was relatively weak, but slowly it became powerful and terrifying! And this energy is unique to the Brahma world, and Yu Zun has felt it many times.
At this moment, Qing Wanhu shouted loudly: "Brother! Leave quickly!"
boom!
There was a huge earthquake between the heaven and the earth, and the vast rocks pierced the sky. At this time, those rocks began to collapse!
The boulders rolled down with great force from the top of the mountain, and darkness soon fell, like midnight.
The sky knows no one, only the abyss and jackdaws are waiting for Bao Shan! I don’t know how heavy the loneliness in the world is, the wind and sand, the walking stones, the lonely book!
This is a tragic scene. The mountain peaks are shattered and the city is destroyed. This scene is like an illusion, and it is unbelievable!
During the day, the bright time still echoes in my heart. At that time, the magnificence and movingness between heaven and earth were like a lost dream.
At this time, thunderbolts were heard in the sky, and the dark thunder and lightning was thousands of times more powerful than ordinary thunderbolts!
The energy is splashing, the wind is howling, the splashing rocks, the withered lotus in the lotus pond, the grass and trees growing on the mountain top, and the white jade stone that forms the city! At this moment, running in the wind should be a race against time!
Everything in front of him was breathtaking. He took Qingwan's hand and shouted: "Sister Wan'er, don't let go!"
At that time, Qingwan's face gradually became flushed. In the strong wind, her pink dress was like a lotus, blooming quietly in the wind.
At that time, Yu Zun shouted softly: "Huan!"
At this moment, time and space were somewhat distorted. This scene made Qingwan a little shocked. It was only a subtle quarter of an hour. At that time, the two of them were already thousands of miles away...
The sky was shining brightly. At this moment, when I looked back, I saw that the darkness had already been swallowed up by the bright white light!
What exactly happened...
He thought of the temple and how those pale bones turned into pieces of moving life overnight.
The monks in the ancient temple are not like ordinary people. He also remembered the words of the monks in the old days: "To the donor, don't think about the great road!"
Why did it arise? Mo Nian Dao? The heavenly way they pursued has now turned into dust!
Where does the light of the avenue come from?
The long space and rugged light are really like a mountain! Layers upon layers, mountains upon mountains!
The halo of wrinkles, stitch by stitch, repeatedly intersperses in the world. And the taste of time in the old days was also explained clearly by that clear light.
When everything from the past one day turns into a clear and clean story, at that moment, I don’t know whether I should feel happy or sad...
Maybe it’s because the people from the old days are no longer here! Therefore, each story, although quite interesting when told, is pale when you think about it again!
The bright moon in the distant mountains, at this moment, looking to the northwest, the black clouds pressing over the city, that was the world in his old days. At this time, what surprised him was that he also saw those people wearing cassocks again. Monk.
They didn't destroy the ancient city together!
However, the monks standing in front of Yu Zun at this time are not the monks who climbed the mountains. These monks are probably the monks who passed away in the ancient temple but were resurrected!
The clear sky was like cleansing water. At that time, the monk stood quietly in the sky with a compassionate look on his face.
"Donor! The road to heaven is about to open!" One of them can be recognized at a glance as an enlightened monk, and his aura is extraordinary!
The road to heaven...
Looking at the sky in astonishment, Yu Zun smiled and said: "How can this road to the sky be opened easily? You are just fake monks!"
As for Qingwan, who was behind Yu Zun, her aura was rising again and again at this moment.
Qingwan at this time was something Yu Zun didn't recognize! Her unparalleled aura was like a long knife, piercing through Cang Ming.
But this momentum is still rising, as if there is no end. At that moment, Yu Zun glanced at Qingwan and said in a soft voice: "Sister! Just hide behind me, you are not needed here!"
"Brother! They are not ordinary people!" Qingwan frowned and said uneasily.
"I know! I knew it from the beginning, but so what! How can they stop me?" Between the universe and the underworld, the energy around the young man expanded to the extreme, and the storm followed, and it became more and more intense. !
The young man with a resolute face, holding a black iron scimitar in his hand, can be said to be "one man can stop ten thousand men with courage!"
On the sky, the morning glow is all over the sky, especially in the southeast, the brilliant glow is really dazzling and makes people feel quite peaceful.
Who destroyed that fairyland...
The young man at that time also said: "Although this realm is a realm of immortals, there are no immortals in it!"
At that time, the fairyland had fallen. At least in the eyes of those ascetics, it was probably a fairyland! But who destroyed that fairyland?
At this time, the monks in front of them were still covered in Buddha light. But Yu Zun's heart is no longer at peace!
"From the moment I entered the Thunder Pond, you have been following me!" There was a sarcastic smile on Yu Zun's face.
"That's ridiculous! That's ridiculous! What the donor said is extremely ridiculous!" The monk smiled softly, but he didn't look like a vicious person.
"Do you want me to produce evidence?" Yu Zun clenched the long knife in his hand, as if he was about to hit him at any time.
The monk at that time frowned and said, "Donor! Just show us the evidence!"
At this moment, Yu Zun laughed loudly, turned back to look at Qingwan, and said, "Sister Wan'er, the evidence is conclusive, can you take a look at it?"
Qingwan smiled and nodded. She stretched out her right hand and made a gentle stroke in the sky, and a temple came into being!
In the temple, the lights were bright, and a monk slowly walked out of the temple. At this time, the monk was standing behind Yu Zun and Qingwan.
The monk was twisting the beads in his hands, with a solemn expression on his face, and the words of the sutras he preached were like gentle sunshine, spreading randomly in front of his eyes.
It was also from this moment that the several monks standing in front of Yu Zun suddenly turned into majestic ghosts.
The dark rolling thunder at that time rolled crazily on the sky. But, after a moment, they became quiet. @精品书馆:.
The rolling thunder was suspended beside Yu Zun's body, swaying quietly in the wind, but among those fierce ghosts, there was still a piece of dark energy splashing crazily.
Yu Zun stretched out his fingertips, and the dark rolling thunder was floating gently on his fingertips. At this moment, the rolling thunder seemed to belong to him!
In the universe, the rolling thunder of darkness seems to be the most extreme energy in the world. However, what is deeply touching is that these rolling thunders seem to be owned by the Lord!
They are controlled by Yu Zun, and they float around Yu Zun. This blazing energy appears around Yu Zun from the moment the monks in the ancient temple appear.
On the sky, the dark thunder streaks, mixed with the vast skylight, looked like a dense spider web.
Fierce ghosts roared in the long space. Thousands of years ago, they were also perfect spirits.
At this moment, Yu Zun couldn't help but think sadly, "It turns out that the magnificent scene he saw before was just a moment of God's grace!"
The so-called fairyland has long since fallen. When the consciousness is lost, it seems as if we are really in that world. And the hazy dream, at the moment when the mind is deep, may also be an innocent yearning! But we can’t say that it’s really the real world!
Therefore, he witnessed the prosperous scene of that world, and also witnessed the scene of destruction of that world!
The monk standing next to him at this time was just a stream of light, but even so, the monk still had his own subjective consciousness.
And this is the extraordinary power of people from the past. Even tens of thousands of years later, they will still rely on the residual light of their souls to contact and talk to real people.
And his clear consciousness, like the candlelight in the temple, will still illuminate a path to the future in the darkness!
"Everything should be over..." At this time, Yu Zun was surrounded by a dark rolling thunder suspended in mid-air. The rolling thunder floated up and down, but always surrounded him.
In the cold sky, the pale light seemed to have lost the temperature that light should have. At that moment, cold thunder lines, like cracks in ceramics, gradually extended from one point to all around.
Keng!
Clang!
At that moment, the sky was also roaring, and when the rolling thunder of darkness burst out from the fingertips of Zizun, everything seemed to be over...
The deep sky, so calm, the light of compassion in the soul slowly faded...
Looking at the remaining consciousness in the soul, they are like pieces of broken ceramic, with pieces of soft light still falling from the enamel.
At that moment, Yu Zun didn't know whether he had done the right thing or the wrong thing. He looked at his palm and murmured to himself: "What exactly do I want..."
From the ancient temple, the monks walked out with Buddhist beads in their hands, and clear handwriting slowly flowed out as the corners of their lips opened and closed.
Every word is like a pearl, and those slipping handwriting are really like pieces of bright light, slowly sliding into Yu Zun's heart.
At that moment, he was startled in his heart. Those dark rolling thunders submerged into the sea. When they slowly rose from the sea, thunder patterns covered the entire sea.
At this moment, in the ghost spring that had been silent for a long time, a fierce ghost emerged from the ghost spring!
What surprised him was that this fierce ghost turned out to be the Buddha he had seen before! He looked stunned and murmured to himself, "Why are they here?"
And when he looked at the sky, there was a monk standing in the sky. He was singing Buddhist songs, and with the chants, those humble souls were saved by the monk!
No wonder, at this time, in the small world, the soul of the old monk will appear...
At this time, he clenched his fists, and he slowly realized that there were thousands of possibilities in this world!
The premise is that you have to think of how to face them!
In the small world, dark energy gradually floated over an island, and this island was dotted with dark halls!
The dark thunderbolt contains powerful energy, but at this time, this energy seems to be imprisoned around this island!
On the island, it snows all year round, and the blooming snowflakes flutter with the cold wind!
Layer after layer, it seems that they will never melt all year round. The coldness penetrates into the ground, and even the blazing magma cannot affect them.
The calm snow is swaying, and on that snowflake, there is a piece of profound ancient characters. On those ancient characters, all the beauty and mystery of the world are recorded!
But few people can understand those ancient characters! At this time, thunderbolts were all over the sky, and dark rolling thunder was wailing wantonly in the long wind!
At this moment, it has completely lost its freedom. This dark energy does not belong to Yu Zun, but it belongs to this vast little world!
As for whether the island that has been covered with snow all year round will come back to life, these dark energies seem to be one of the reasons!
In the dark world, those fierce ghosts gradually gave birth to flesh and blood. In this life, they are still monks. They are willing to do this to inherit their long-cherished wish from the previous life!
At this moment, everything in front of him became empty again. After walking out of the small world, he looked back at the pale world.
He murmured to himself: "This world seems to be the so-called time and space gap!"
The so-called time and space gap can also be explained in this way: the old world is reflected in reality, illusion and reality are mixed together, forming a chaotic time and space!
Therefore, the concept is roughly like this. Looking at everything in the past, he would rather believe this judgment, because in his heart, there is always a past that he cannot let go of. This explanation is that there is not much left of that thought. A moment of hope...
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