The secret room is rudimentary, empty except for a few piles of weeds!

The scholarly man seemed to pay no attention to everything around him, and lay in the weeds all the time, snoring and sleeping!

Suddenly, the dungeon fell silent again, and there was no sound except for the snoring of scholars and the occasional inexplicable dream whisper!

Wang Yi looked at the roof of the secret room, his eyes were deep!

This time I entered the WTO to understand the way of heaven and experienced the cycle of life and death, but where is the road?

What is Raw? What is Death? What is the purpose of reincarnation?

Countless questions, countless unknowns, came to Wang Yi's mind...

I don't know how long later, in the dungeon, the originally enclosed space, but suddenly there was an inexplicable strange wind, the wind blew, and a thumb-sized stone peeled off the roof and smashed on the top of Wang Yi's head....

Wang Yi, who was contemplative, slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed the stone...

This stone, like the stone of the walls and roofs of the surrounding dungeon, is gray-brown, I think it must have been exposed to the air for too long, accumulated over time, and weathered severely, and at this moment, when the wind blows, it falls off....

Wang Yi looked at the stone in his hand and couldn't help but smile dumbly!

Then, with a slight pinch, with almost no effort, the stone immediately turned into powder and floated into the air....

The faint dust scattered with the wind, some fell to the ground, some drifted into the distance, and some fell on Wang Yi's ragged clothes...

Wang Yi looked at a few wisps of dust falling on his clothes, his eyes were stunned, and he fell into deep thought, after a long time, his eyes became brighter and brighter, faintly revealing enlightenment....

Suddenly, a vague train of thought appeared in his heart....

The whole world, all living beings, as small as a grass and a tree, and even an inconspicuous speck of dust, all have their own reincarnation, and they all have the trajectory of self-reincarnation...

The dust floats in the air, falls to the ground, and becomes mud, and over time, the mud turns into stone, and after a few years, the stone becomes part of the mountain... One day, under the erosion of time, the mountain came to an end, and the landslide turned into dust again... And so on and so forth, never end!

"I understand, it turns out that everything in the world has reincarnation!"

"Whether it is a monk or a mortal, a fish in the water, a beast in the mountains, a grass or a tree between heaven and earth, even the mountains and earth, dust and gravel, they all have their own reincarnations!"

"Reincarnation is not about life! It transcends life, or rather, it transcends the level of life as I know it!"

"Reincarnation does not distinguish between superior and inferior, all beings are equal!"

"Reincarnation is a cycle, but also a trajectory, all the existence in the world is in this trajectory, the cycle is endless!"

The light in Wang Yi's eyes became brighter, and at this moment, his state of mind was unprecedentedly clear!

What he didn't know was that at this moment, outside his body, there were countless gray gases floating up like nothing, these gray gases, in the blink of an eye, penetrated the roof of the dungeon, and floated in the sky of the entire Sky Wolf Village, and the gray gas gathered more and more, thick but not melting, slowly covering the sky....

In the secret room, the breeze blew and swept on Wang Yi's face, making him involuntarily sober up, taking a deep breath, his eyes flashed with bright light imperceptibly, he could clearly feel that the spiritual power in his body seemed to be undergoing a wonderful change, although this change was weak, but it contained some incredible power. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He closed his eyes and looked inward, and was suddenly pleasantly surprised to find that the cultivation in his body, at some point, had broken through the middle stage of the Yuan Infant and reached the late stage, although he was already at the peak of the middle stage before, and the breakthrough was not far away, but he didn't expect that it would be so fast!

I don't know when, the sleeping scholar has woken up, the scholar stared at Wang Yi, and a hint of strangeness flashed in his eyes....

"What joy in life, and what pain in death! Life and death, but Huang Liang has a dream!" The scholar stretched and muttered...

Wang Yi's heart moved, looking for prestige, but he saw that the scholar was looking at him sleepily at the moment....

Seeing Wang Yi looking, the scholar showed his white teeth and smiled gently: "I didn't expect to see people in my generation in this small dungeon, in Xia Hongmeng, who is Your Excellency?"

Wang Yi's eyes were calm, he clenched his fists slightly, and said, "Under Wang Yi!" ＇

The scholar's eyes were bright, he glanced at Wang Yi with interest, and said with a smile: "Brother Wang, since we are destined to meet, why don't you and I discuss it here, wouldn't it be unfortunate!" ”

Wang Yi chuckled and nodded!

"Brother Wang's cultivation is amazing, and he has a unique understanding of the Avenue of Heaven and Earth! Just now, Brother Wang not only had an epiphany, but also was able to say something refreshing, which is really impressive! The scholar laughed and said!

"Brother Hongmeng is polite, Brother Dao's shocking words just now are the real Dao Zhizhi!" Wang Yi was calm as usual on the surface, but he was a little surprised in his heart, and after looking carefully at this moment, he found that this scholar was too eccentric, and he didn't have the slightest spiritual power in his body, at first glance, he looked like a mortal...

"Brother Wang smiled, Hong just heard Brother Wang's wise words, and he was moved by it, and he just talked nonsense!" Hongmeng smiled dumbly, shook his head slightly, looked at Wang Yi, and continued: "What I saw Brother Wang just now should be the way of reincarnation!" Reincarnation, life and death, is too illusory and ethereal, throughout the ages, how many sages have felt reincarnation, and in the end they have returned in vain... I don't know, what step Brother Wang has realized now, or what is his own opinion on the way of reincarnation?"

Wang Yi smiled faintly and looked up at the roof of the secret room, at this moment, the wind blew, and the stones on the roof made a "shala" sound, which came slowly, and sometimes there were broken stones falling off with the wind and scattering in all directions...

Tiny dust, or suspended, or falling, even if it comes from the same stone, their fate is different, flying and flying, just like all beings, and that reincarnation is the wind of the secret room, visible and invisible!

"If all living beings are floating in dust, and reincarnation is the wind that dominates the floating dust, the wind is everywhere, and the floating dust flies and falls because of the wind!" Wang Yi said softly.

"Oh, I have a different opinion from Brother Wang, in Hong's eyes, the cycle of life and death is just a process, and the excitement of this process does not depend on the wind, but on the floating dust!" Hongmeng smiled, looked at the dust in the secret room, and said slowly: "Look at the mountains, among the rocks, there are still vigorous trees growing in the middle!" When spring comes, the rain moistens and the trees take root in the rocks! Summer solstice, bathed in the scorching sun, life is thriving! Autumn goes, the boundless fallen leaves are falling, and in the mountains and forests, there are yellow and green! On the winter solstice, even if the mountains are full of dead trees and snow, the green pines are still straight and straight! Reincarnation is like the change of the four seasons, with no beginning and no end! The beings in reincarnation are like trees in the mountains and rocks, and their fate is actually just a life process! Although fate cannot be chosen by itself, the wonderfulness of fate depends on oneself!"

Wang Yi's heart was shocked, and Hongmeng's words were like a thunderbolt from a sunny sky, crossing his heart, blowing away the haze in his perception of reincarnation.

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