In the raging flames, Zhuang Mustard's head was like a scorching red coal. Burning, but there was no damage, and his eyes still showed a look of understanding, and then he closed his eyes and smiled.

The moment Zhuang Ke closed his eyes, the flames were blazing and turned into a lotus table. His head is in the heart of a lotus. "Ignite the clumsy fire of my red bodhichitta and melt my white bodhicitta -- impermanence is permanence -- joy -- wisdom -- " Zhuang Ke chanted in the fire and to the sound of heavenly drums.

The red lotus-shaped flame began to fade and shrink. In the end, like a flame, it burned on the lid of Zhuang Mustard Heavenly Spirit, emitting wisps of light smoke. The light smoke, which was inhaled into the nose by Zhuang Jiao, and the disappeared torso and limbs slowly appeared, as if they had not been burned by the flames before, but were covered by the flames.

His skin was like white jade, his face was radiant, his eyes were clear, and Zhuang Jiao had regained the appearance of a young man. Zhuang Ji no longer paid attention to the two skeletons in the sky, and continued to weave without sorrow or joy. The crowd around them was still as before, fanatical and shocked. Turning a blind eye to everything that has just happened, hearing but not listening, just like Zhuang Ji and them, not in the same world.

The eternal night has been eroded to the range of Buting Mountain. Zhuang Jiao's hand was unstable for the first time, and he stopped for a moment and began to disassemble the part he had just made. I can't bear it, use scissors, and cut the void. A woman walked out of it and stood in front of Zhuang Jiao, bursting into tears.

"Why, life after life, we all have, entanglement? Who are you? Who am I? Zeng Linglong cried. If you don't know, why bother to know -- why do you need to know -- what if you know? Zhuang Jia sighed. I will forget your face, your voice, and everything that has to do with you. But when I see you again, that feeling will never change. Zeng Linglong muttered, turned and walked towards the eternal night.

Snow temples, red eyes, the sky is very big, but it still can't be contained, the desire of the past life in the dream, the confusion of this life. A rainbow light hit Zeng Linglong's hand and turned into a silk fan, "Send you a ride, a fate." The Five Elements Rainbow Light Method will be passed on to you, and you will create it yourself. ”

Zeng Linglong held the fan skeleton and bowed deeply. Got up and waved a fan, a rainbow door appeared in the eternal night, Zeng Linglong walked in, the rainbow door closed and disappeared. Zhuang Jiao heard the last farewell words: "In the past life, I only felt sad, and I had no regrets." In the next life, I would rather regret than be sad. ”

Zhuang Mustard Tianling covered it, like a bean flame, suddenly burst out of the lamp, and then crumbled to extinguish. The five aggregates gather suffering, infinitely close to perfection, and the white bodhicitta is about to be reshaped into nirvana. The weaving of Jiangshan Society's robe was about to end, and Zhuang Jiao cut it again, knocking out another person who shouldn't exist, Wu Hao. "In the dream, you are a mustard brother, outside the dream, you are--" Wu Hao was very puzzled.

"Little mouse, go back. At the end of the dream, there will be a time to wake up, and when we wake up, perhaps, we will forget everything. Wu Hao didn't say much, left, and walked out of the eternal night from the mirror. The mirror is formed by a skeleton holding a staff and removing a few pieces from the shattered sky and throwing them in the eternal night. Wu Hao passed through several mirrors, and countless phantom bodies appeared.

It's all gone, it's time to finish. On the top of Buting Mountain, only Emperor Zhao Xu remained, but he didn't realize it, trembling and took the Jiangshan Sheji robe presented by Zhuang Jiao, and couldn't wait to put it on. Ordered by the sky, both longevity and eternity, his wish has been fulfilled. It's just that he turned into a stone statue and dissolved into the scroll, and the scroll sank into eternal night.

In the boundless night, Zhuang Jiao and the two skeletons looked at each other from afar. "Why ask, why bother, it's just, a, a dream." The staffed skeleton broke the silence. "I've been here, and I want to know, whether it's sad or regretful." Zhuang Kee replied. "That's it, this is our Dharma Body. What you want to see is our figure. Child--as you wish. The words of the skeleton holding the fan were full of reluctance and forbearance.

The two skeletons vanished, and the two men came out of the darkness with each other's support. Zhuang Lao Shi, and a thin and haggard woman with a scarred face, stared at Zhuang Jie lovingly. Zhuang Jiao looked back in a daze, and suddenly looked up and laughed, bursting into tears. Laugh until sad, crazy to madness. It's a dream, and it's a lifetime. They are the parents of this life. gave life, love, love, and opportunity, and sent me to another one, the other side.

Any words are superfluous. Zhuang Ji knelt three times and bowed nine times, said goodbye to his parents in this life, got up, and stepped into the eternal night. The flame on the cover of the heavenly spirit illuminated the way forward for him. Behind him, there are two kind, kind eyes.

It's so depressing! It's so depressing! Zhang Qi subconsciously struggled, feeling like he was scratching something. A cold air, blowing in, brought him to his senses and opened his eyes. It's surrounded by a membrane, where is this? How tired I can barely move, and I have no mana. Zhang Qi ran the exercises, and the membrane wrapped around his body quickly dissolved, turning into a rolling aura, filling the dantian and meridians. Every inch of flesh and blood, muscles and bones, seems to contain infinite power.

It's a feeling of breaking through the realm. Zhang Qi was surprised, jumped up, and looked around, but he was shocked. It's a black-and-white space with darkness above and endless snowfields below. On the snowfield, there are countless gray cocoons, and not far away, there is a mandala made of white bones.

Some of the cocoons shone faintly, some of them shriveled and rotted. When I was with Momo and Xiao Haozhi, I strayed into some cold forest, and then I seemed to have entered a plant, corpse incense konjac, why did I come here in a blink of an eye? Could it be that corpse incense konjac is a teleportation array? The more Zhang Qi thought about it, the more depressed he became.

Just when he was puzzled, there were several large cocoons, which suddenly burst open. Several figures sprang out of it, standing in a daze, and then some were frightened, some were happy, and they rushed towards the white bone mandala. People, are born of people, how can it be, cocoons hatched? This world is too absurd.

Zhang Qi couldn't help but look down. Underfoot, there are remnants, fragments of cocoon membrane. I also jumped out of this big cocoon! This, this--this mud horse was yesterday's meeting. Zhang Qi was confused, and chased after the few people who ran away just now, to ask clearly.

"Fellow Daoist, may I ask where this is? How so? Zhang Qi quickly caught up with the person behind him and asked. The man was stunned when he heard this, and then he was furious: "Die! No time! At the same time, it also exudes fierce cultivation. Ask me, what kind of anger is your baby. Zhang Qi was also angry, and the majestic momentum was vigorously displayed. That man, who is also a walnut character, hammered to eat, and immediately coaxed when he saw this. "Teacher--Senior brother, don't be kidding, how can you not understand?"