Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Chaotic World, Clear and Turbid

What to do? There is no way.

He is no longer outside, nor is he inside, for he is also a part of this void.

If you accept and obey, you will fall into a deeper void again.

At this time, Qingwen has been "voided".

She is not a seed, she is dust, she is the number of sand of the Ganges.

No, she is not a seed, she is not dust, she is the "void" itself!

Qingwen thought like this, the heaven and the earth are open, and the chaotic world is clear and turbid.

No black, no white, unrecognizable, no heart, why do you need to follow each other?!

Movement and stillness, the beginning of the week, "at a loss", why bother?!

In a thought, yin and yang were harmonious, and all things were supernatural, and the seed of Qingwen relaxed for the first time.

In the void, the seed rolled over on its own and let out a long yawn.

At this point, there is no appearance, no birth, old age, sickness, death, and no coming......

The seed does not see anything, and the ears do not hear the five sounds.

At this point, there is no obstacle in the heart, and there is no doubt in the body......

Even the little bit of "self" left also made Qingwen's seed dry up in the empty "freedom".

What daydreams, fantasies, anger, curiosity, and unwillingness, are all disillusioned.

If you are a seed, you must be a seed of ignorance.

The seed finds itself at ease in the mind of "ignorance and ignorance." Qingwen couldn't help laughing, it didn't take any effort to get it, it was nothing more than disarming and surrendering.

Could it be that the heavens will not stop me, just to teach me this heavenly way?!

The seed flutters and turns with the support of the mind.

Qingwen thought about it lightly, and then rekindled the tail of the seed.

A beautiful little comet glides through the void and throws itself at the planet where "even if you want to come to you".

A beautiful broom star draws a beautiful line of fire in the sky......

Billions of years at your fingertips......

"Boom-" There was a thunderclap, and an old tree in the forest was hit, and the terrible fire quickly spread.

The tongue of fire consumed everything, and the whole planet was like hell.

The miracle was caused by an unforeseen impact, and the evolution of life died in a natural fire that should not have happened......

The comet slammed into the planet, and the fire of hell echoed out, and what dinosaurs, flowers, all evolution ended, and the void replaced Vientiane......

I don't know how long it took.

The magma on the comet-struck planet had cooled, the center of the earth had crushed the fire of hell, and a continent had broken through a corner of the "void" and been captured again by signs of life.

Land, sea, mountains and rivers...... It has been slowly forming one after another for thousands of years.

"Smack-"

In the desolate fertile soil, a seed cracked.

Its "self-nature" broke through the confinement of the "Heavenly Dao" and broke through the ground, and it didn't take long for the greenery to cover the entire earth......

"Buzz—"

A bee is fanning its light wings, and pollen is scattered in the season of life hunting with its "help". The incense is passing silently.

"Whoosh-poof-" Sharp arrows pierced through the fur and into the arteries of the running elk, and the hot red blood met the cold, white snow, performing an eternal tragedy.

......

The fire went out, and everything went to zero, as if nothing had happened.

Before that, she had seen the rise and fall of a kingdom, where prosperity and decay were repeated.

The scenes of illusion in front of her couldn't help but arouse Qingwen's feelings again, she felt extremely sad, and she began to cry. But who could hear her sorrow in the endless void?!

What's the use of crying, even so, she is still full of emotion, emotional for life and death that has nothing to do with her.

She cried out loud...... The void was as cold and silent as ever, ignoring Qingwen's cries.

She loves everything in the world, between life and death, black and white, past and future, the endless void can testify, and she is moved by all this for herself.

"Hahaha-"

"Why? There are other people in this Void World, am I not alone?" Qingwen held her breath and listened hard to where the laughter came from.

"You don't have to look for it, I'm you. ”

Qingwen had the same heart, she asked, "You are me, then who am I?"

After a long smile, the voice added, "You don't even know who you are, and you're just grieving for the nothingness in front of you?"

It turned out that it was no one else who was talking to her, but another voice in her heart.

In the flash of light, everything he had seen before was reversed, and darkness was again in front of him...... Big Bang, Stars, Elk, Kingdom...... Everything dissipates in Shaoyi's mind, everything is empty, and everything is like a dream bubble.

It's gone again......

But Qingwen still didn't understand who she was, she was tired and didn't want to think about this headache anymore. She just wanted to get some sleep, but she couldn't find anything to lean on. The emptiness in front of her on the outside, and the lack of anything on the inside, made her feel too frightened to sleep peacefully.

......

At this time, Qingwen didn't know the original meaning of the void, and she didn't know that she was struggling in the imaginary world in her heart.

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When Qingwen searched again and again, there was still nowhere to rely on, and there was nothing to see, a scene that happened before appeared in front of her again...... There is no head and no tail, and it is repeated over and over again.

When the flowers bloom and fall, Qingwen finally understands that life and death are the same, there is no difference between existence and none, and there is no inner and outer void...... Finally, she no longer looked for support, nor did she separate the void in front of her, and sat in front of the void with her eyes closed.

There is no beginning and no end, I don't know how long it took, a comet passed by her and whistling, a loud sound from the fission of the nebula, and the fragrance of the ice lotus blooming...... Qingwen didn't bother with it anymore.

Is the void really that ruthless? No, she understands the void, she understands that there is really everything that she sees in front of her: everything is empty, she, she herself is this emptiness, it is in her, it is empty in her.

Qingwen sat in the void, immersed in the void.

Emptiness seems to have become an eternal theme.

......

"Rattle-" was the cracking sound of dry bones, and Qingwen in the "Void" was not moved by this sudden sound.

"Rattle—"

"Rattle—"

In the emptiness, he still detected the voice.

The curtain slowly opens.

Vaguely, Qingwen saw a short figure standing not far away.

When the light was all pierced into her eyes, Qingwen narrowed her eyes, which turned out to be a pair of anxious eyes that Baoyu approached.

At his feet, a pair of hollow, cold eye sockets were staring at him, making his hairs stand on end.

Why did Baoyu get distracted for so long?

I think it is the "mysterious joy" that is ethereal and impermanent, causing people to lose their minds, until the seven levels and eight desolations, which make people lose their souls and forget to return.

This is also the reason why Baoyu has not scrupled until Qingwen wanders.

Baoyu has also traveled all over the world, if it weren't for the hunger and called back to his senses, I am afraid that he is still helpless and unintoxicated in an unknown situation.

Qingwen and Baoyu gradually understood that there must be some trickery in this cave, which can charm people's hearts, and make people lose the desire to go home and lose the courage to act.

In this way, with this glamour sound, the Great Cave took the opportunity to squeeze out the intruder's spiritual qi and replenish himself.

"Emptiness", as well as the prosperity and destruction of comets hitting planets for several lifetimes, the previous "encounters" are nothing more than the persecution of the "mysterious joy", and Qingwen's realization in the midst of all difficulties.