Su Mo's three questions, and three flowers bloomed with Su Mo's answers.
Questions about love are peach blossoms, questions about cause and effect are flowers from the other side, questions about fate are like snowflakes...
Su Mo still couldn't explain the three questions clearly.
But unknowingly it was solved...
The cultivation realm that had been covered in dust for many years was suddenly released, breaking through the predicament and becoming a saint!
And under the soul incense accumulated in the soul incense scroll for countless years, I passed the saint...
Everything seems different!
It seems to have entered the realm of kings and sages, it seems to have entered the realm of immortals, and it seems to have entered a realm that has never been seen before in the world.
This realm seems different from the immortals in this world, as if no one has ever been here before.
The three flowers gathered together the cultivation base at the entrance.
Transcendental!
In front of Su Mo's eyes was the fate determined in all reincarnations.
He watched the scholar in white enter the imperial city and saw the scholar's head full of white hair.
Watching the scholar enter the divine realm alone.
He just seemed to watch the scholar enter the first illusion from the perspective of heaven, and then watched the scholar enter the second illusion.
Su Mo suddenly thought, could he use this illusion to take another look at the little girl and see if he could change anything?
In a trance, Su Mo controlled the power of the laws of heaven and earth. When the scholar was in his second illusion, he forcibly poured it into him and integrated his consciousness into it...
boom!
The illusion is distorted, as if connected with the power of reincarnation.
Everything in front of him became distorted, and everything seemed different.
It not only communicates with illusions, but also with reincarnation.
He was in an illusion of his former self, twisted his reincarnation, and returned to the world...
...
Su Mo stood in a trance on the streets of the capital. He looked around blankly, seeing people coming and going around him.
He followed the path in his memory and arrived at the entrance of a gambling house.
The little girl was holding a few paintings and calligraphy, and she was constantly promoting her young master's paintings to the gamblers who were coming in and out of the casino, but no one paid any attention to her...
The little girl seemed a little frustrated. When another gambler entered the door, the little girl still smiled and approached him, "Brother, do you want to buy paintings and calligraphy?"
The gambler suddenly felt unlucky, cursed and turned away.
The little girl looked at the gambler's expression when he left, sighed sadly, and then mustered up the courage to continue selling to passers-by.
Su Mo looked at the little man who thought about it day and night, then turned around and bought a mask from a nearby stall to cover his face.
It is not surprising that people who enter gambling houses occasionally have their faces covered.
Su Mo's white hair was fluttering, and she walked step by step towards the depressed little girl at the door of the gambling house...
When the little girl raised her hand, she suddenly saw a man with white hair and a covered face walking towards her.
The little girl's eyes lit up and she came closer, "Brother, do you want to buy a painting?"
Su Mo looked at the little girl blankly. His white hair was flying, making it difficult to see his eyes clearly. He opened his mouth, but his voice was hoarse, "How to sell it?"
This was the first time the little girl met someone today who asked her how to sell it. She immediately said with great joy: "This is a painting painted by my young master. The painting is very good."
The little girl didn't know how to describe her young master, so she could only say that he was very good. However, she seemed to be very proud. She unfolded the scroll and handed it to Su Mo, "Now I am selling it with tears at a loss, only five cents of silver..."
Su Mo's eyes kept falling on the little girl's face, "Why are they sold so cheaply?"
The little girl smiled and said, "Because my young master once said that sometimes a small loss is also a kind of gain!"
It seemed that in her eyes, whatever the young master said was right!
Su Mo's eyes turned red, he took out ten coins from his pocket and handed it over, "Give me two pictures!"
The little girl happily took the money from Su Mo, and then unfolded another painting for Su Mo to see. Seeing that Su Mo had no problem, she rolled up the two paintings again and handed them into Su Mo's hands... ..
Su Mo took the painting and said awkwardly, "Your young master, why do you want to sell your paintings?"
He wanted to say a few more words to the people in front of him, and he was talking about the young master.
He likes to hear the word 'young master' spoken by the person in front of him...
The little girl thought about it carefully, with a little satisfaction on her face, "The young master didn't say it, but the girl knows... The young master felt that the girl was not in good health, so he asked the girl to move around more."
"Actually, the young master doesn't really care whether the painting can be sold."
She knows everything, like a sensible little adult.
She just acted like she didn't know anything in front of Su Mo...
Su Mo's chest was slightly clogged, and he felt a sense of suffocation.
He watched the little girl skipping back to the boat, and then muttered to the young man on the rocking chair: "Master, please drink less, we have no money..."
Su Mo looked at it from a distance, with red clouds filling the corners of his eyes.
He wanted to stand higher and look at that little girl again...
So, he rose into the sky, sat on the sky, and looked at her quietly.
He only had eyes for that little girl...her laughter, her noise...
Until Su Mo entered the body, the scholar's consciousness woke up.
The consciousness was vague and unknowable. Looking at everything in front of him, he seemed to be in unreasonable confusion. "Whose memory is this?"
Su Mo looked at the scholar's awakening consciousness and sighed deeply.
He doesn't have much time.
This feeling is very strange. In the same body, under Su Mo's reincarnation power, two consciousnesses have emerged.
But both are himself, one is him in the past, and the other is him now.
This feeling gave the scholar a sense of fragmentation in his consciousness.
It also made Su Mo feel a kind of unreasonable confusion...
Immediately afterwards, the scholar's consciousness showed resistance!
"who I am?"
boom!
Su Mo was squeezed out of his body, the power of reincarnation dissipated, and the illusion he controlled also disappeared.
The scholar returned to the divine realm, and Su Mo returned to reincarnation...
Is this an illusion or reincarnation?
Su Mo can't see clearly...
The body that kept falling in the reincarnation gradually became illusory, and the closed eyes gradually opened.
But at some point, two scrolls appeared in his hands!
Those two paintings were paintings he had painted and bought himself...
"Why is this happening?"
Su Mo's whole body was numb, and he turned to look at the endless reincarnation surrounding him.
Su Mo is like a boat, floating in the endless reincarnation...
In the pitch-black void of reincarnation, Su Mo was like a star shining in the night.
The only star in the endless deep sea...
Gradually, the darkness in front of Su Mo seemed to be getting smaller, or Su Mo's body was getting bigger.
He fell in reincarnation and slowly saw a mountain.
The mountain was bare, with a winding path leading straight to the top. There seem to be five pure platforms on the way to the top of the mountain.
There is an ancient tree on the top of the mountain, which looks very similar to the ancient tree in Su Mo Linghai.
The tree was so big that it looked like a sea of stars.
