The swinging moon is frightening and the clouds are surging, and I want to talk about twenty sorrows in cold clothes.
Su Mo called out the Spiritual Sea Gate and walked in weakly and exhausted.
In the spiritual sea, it seems that the scenery remains unchanged for thousands of years, and there is a hazy atmosphere of nothingness.
The water level under the stone bridge is like a cold mirror, reflecting the Book of Life and Death above the void.
The gazebo, the rocking chair... nothing seems to have changed.
Only the sleeping goddess sat quietly cross-legged.
Su Mo looked at the sleeping goddess with a calm expression.
The goddess seemed to have slept for too long. It's been so long that Su Mo can only find a way to solve his own problems.
If the goddess was still around, would Su Mo encounter such problems now?
Su Mo didn't know, but he knew that the goddess seemed to have always known about his state, but was unwilling to tell him.
Is it because you are worried about Su Mo feeling sad?
The wind from the cold sky blew into the spiritual sea, covering it with a layer of chill.
Su Mo walked to the Bodhi tree, looked up at the Bodhi tree where all dharmas were empty, and did not speak for a long time.
After all, it is Huikong who is empty of everything, not Su Mo.
Although he has Buddha nature and can understand the meaning of Zen, he cannot do it like Huikong.
If Huikong himself encountered this matter, he would probably just laugh it off...
In a daze, Su Mo walked to the broken bridge again.
Beside the stone bridge, the stone tablet is still there, and the eight characters on it are so eye-catching.
The soul passes through the River of Forgetfulness, but my thoughts remain on the other shore...
That was the place where Ning Baixue had walked. It had been several years since she had walked across the stone bridge, but Su Mo still had never felt the presence of the spirit he had left in his soul in this world.
It seems that the legends in the myths of my hometown are just legends after all.
The other side of the Forgotten River is not the afterlife after all...
Or is it that the time has not yet come?
Su Mo looked at the chaos at the end of the stone bridge with a blank expression.
Suddenly, Su Mo stepped out with the intention of stepping onto the stone bridge...
"What do you want to do?" Cang Shengbi was shocked.
Su Mo didn't answer, but still stepped forward.
It's just that the stone bridge seemed like an illusion to Su Mo, and Su Mo's fall was just a miss.
After all, he still couldn't get on the stone bridge...
"Am I not a dead person? Why can't I cross the River of Forgetfulness?" Su Mo murmured, turning to look at the Book of Life and Death in the void.
The three big characters on the book of life and death were shining brightly, as if they were shaking their heads.
Su Mo took back his steps with some disappointment and looked at the stone bridge blankly.
"I just want to try, since I am a dead person, can I cross the River of Forgetfulness and save myself." It seems that he is explaining his behavior to Cang Shengbi, and he seems to be explaining his behavior to himself.
"Now is not the time." Cang Shengbi smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Su Mo lowered his head slowly, seeming a little sad.
"But when my soul is broken, I won't be able to walk across the stone bridge..."
Cang Shengbi is silent and speechless.
Yes, Su Mo's soul was shattered.
After his soul is really broken, how can he walk on the stone bridge?
Those who can walk on the stone bridge are the souls after death.
But if Su Mo dies, not even his soul will be left behind...
This strange stone bridge in Su Mo's spiritual sea seems to have the potential to solve the world's life and death, but Su Mo has become the only person who cannot walk across it even after death.
Su Mo turned around silently, walked to the bank of Wangchuan River, and sat slowly on the grass.
He seemed to be looking at everything in the spiritual sea with some sadness, trying to find his own chance of survival...
The chill that swept through the spiritual sea made Su Mo shiver from the cold.
When he returned to Linghai again, he didn't even have a complete set of clothes.
The Wangchuan River flows northward, to the hazy end of Su Mo on the other side.
It seems that I finally understand why people are said to be going west when they die...
Because going west is desolate, and the stone bridge also points to the west...
Cangsheng Bi floated in the distance, looking at Su Mo's lonely and desolate back, as if he had seen the old guy who died ten thousand years ago again.
It seems that in this world, people who have a heart for the common people... will not end well.
On the grass now, even the golden body of Huikong who had been accompanying Su Mo in the past was no longer there.
It seems that the only thing that can accompany him is the withered flower of the other shore in front of him...
Su Mo looked down and his whole body trembled violently.
Then, he froze in place...
He looked at the grass in front of him in disbelief, his eyes suddenly sparkling.
The flower that the little girl turned into before her death has turned into dust in the wind and frost.
But a flowerless Bianhua flower grew on the ground...
"Girl..."
Su Mo stared blankly at the flowerless Bianhua, seeming to think of that innocent little girl.
The breeze came slowly, swaying the flowers on the other side, as if they were caressing Su Mo intimately.
seem......
The little girl who had disappeared long ago wanted to use herself to save him again...
"What's wrong?" Cang Shengbi seemed to have noticed Su Mo's abnormality and immediately flew over to ask.
Su Mo turned his head in a daze, looked at Cangshengbi, and said awkwardly: "Bianganhua..."
Cangshengbi was stunned, "Is that the flower of love you mentioned? The flower of the other side that can save you?"
Su Mo nodded.
Cang Shengbi was overjoyed and said excitedly: "Then what are you waiting for? Use it quickly."
Su Mo remained silent and did not answer Cang Shengbi's words.
Cang Shengbi looked at Su Mo's reaction, as if he was suddenly poured cold water on her again, and seemed to understand something, "Isn't this flower from the other side full of love?"
The words of the dead little girl echoed in Su Mo's mind, lingering in his heart for a long time...
"After the girl dies, she will turn into a dry flower from the other side..."
"As long as the young master can plant that dry Bianhua flower and let it bloom for nine days and ten places, the girl will be back..."
"Don't worry, young master. After the girl dies, the Bana flower will no longer be poisonous, but it will no longer have the effect of saving people..."
Flowers on the other side, the flowers and leaves do not meet each other.
The girl is like the leaf, Su Mo is like the flower...
The flower on the other side of the world was filled with the little girl's longing for Su Mo.
Later, the flower of the other shore that bloomed all over the nine heavens and ten places was transformed by the reluctance of the unknown person who died in the Fusheng Pond.
The flower of the other shore now is planted and brought to life by the dried up flower of the other shore transformed by the little girl who disappeared.
There is no emotion in it...
If you are ruthless, you cannot save him.
After the death of that little girl, and the death of Su Mo, there was no more love for her in this world.
Despite this, Su Mo seemed to have forgotten his own pain.
Looking at the Bana flower in front of me, I seem to see the dead little girl again...
Su Mo was very happy, looking at the other side flower with a smile on his face.
He slowly raised his hand and took out the alchemy furnace that had been brought to him by the little fish in the Jiutian River. He then gently held up the flower of the other side in front of him and carefully moved it into the alchemy furnace.
There are still two years left, and it seems that this flower from the other side will accompany him...
There’s nothing wrong with that either…
