"Ding Lang...... Ding Lang...... Afterlife...... ...... again for husband and wife"

Ling Shuanghua fell to the ground, sobbing in a low voice, ice tears mixed with blood flowing to the ground.

The pain of cutting flesh and the pain of bones are far less than the pain in her heart at this time.

The lover was imprisoned by his father, and his life was like a candle flame, only on the eve of the day.

The spirit of the deceased mother swore that there was no remorse in this life.

The body is still there, but the heart is dead.

If she didn't want to save her life, she would have put a pot of chrysanthemums in front of the window every day, let her brother Ding see it, and blow a song of Xiao Yin to let her brother Ding hear it, she would rather die here.

Just when she was sobbing in a low voice and her heart was like a knife, in a trance, she suddenly heard a voice.

"This ...... Is that what you want? ”

A very bizarre voice.

It seems to whisper in the ear, and it seems to echo in the heart.

Immense, majestic, peaceful, compassionate......

Many beautiful words in the world seem to be able to be added to it, but it still makes people feel that they are not enough to describe and praise.

Just hearing this voice, Ling Shuanghua's heart was full of grief, and it gradually became peaceful and quiet.

The piercing pain of the seventeen or eighteen bloody mouths on his face actually faded.

"Which senior is it?"

Because this voice swept away a lot of pain for her, Ling Shuanghua didn't know where she got the strength to stand up from the ground.

Although she is the daughter of the prefect, her father was the leader of the Longsha Gang of the Two Lakes.

At the beginning, the Longsha Gang was destroyed by the Bloody Knife Evil Monk, and then her father became the prefect of Jingzhou.

I also have a little understanding of the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

Among the rivers and lakes, there are many masters.

This voice was so magical, Ling Shuanghua only thought that it was a certain senior master in the rivers and lakes.

"This ...... Is that what you want? ”

The "senior" didn't answer her, just repeated the same sentence, and the voice was still strange.

Ling Shuanghua thought that this faceless "senior" wanted to help her, so she shook her head sadly: "This senior, thank you, Shuanghua has this life and has no ......."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly paused.

The mouth of the tan was slightly open, the show hand was lightly covered, and a pair of beautiful eyes before the show were opened, looking at the front of him.

Suddenly, I saw a cloud of golden light.

A lotus flower that looks like gold is cast in gold, but it is crystal clear and gently falling from the sky.

When it landed in front of her, it hung in the air, slowly turning.

"What a beautiful ......"

In a trance, Ling Shuanghua didn't notice anything unusual, just subconsciously muttered.

"Yes...... Talking? ”

Ling Shuanghua lightly covered his mouth and said cautiously.

She knew that she might have encountered something incredible, and that strange voice might not be a predecessor.

It's just that in the face of a flower, she really doesn't know what to call it.

He stretched out his hand with difficulty, wanting to touch the golden lotus.

It's not that there is any thought, it's just a simple yearning for beautiful things, and I subconsciously want to touch it.

I finally reached under the golden lotus and wanted to hold it up.

But she didn't want to, when she thought she was going to touch it, this golden lotus directly entered her palm, as if it was submerged in water.

Ling Shuanghua finally determined that the voice was really coming from this golden lotus.

She's really in the unthinkable.

Ling Shuanghua looked at his palm in disbelief, it was empty, how could there be any lotus flowers?

If it weren't for the extra golden lotus-like imprint on her palm, she would have thought that everything she had just done was just an illusion of her extreme grief.

She muttered to herself, "Could it be that the Bodhisattva in heaven also knows the sorrow in my heart, and the spirit should cross me?" ”

"Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, you are merciful, why didn't you come a moment earlier?"

"Now that Shuanghua has made an oath and his appearance has been ruined, how can he see Ding Lang again in this life and this life?"

Ling Shuanghua's heart had just risen a glimmer of hope because of the golden lotus vision, but when she thought of the oath she had just made and her ruined appearance, she suddenly felt infinite sorrow.

Only put it in his chest, weeping and crying: "I only wish the Bodhisattva be merciful, bless me in the next life, and then meet and love Ding Lang, and accompany me for a lifetime." ”

"As you wish......"

The vast and solemn voice rose again, like Huang Zhong Dalu.

It sounded like it sounded in her heart, shaking her heart.

In a trance, Ling Shuanghua felt a change in front of him, and in an instant, it was as if he had changed the heavens and the earth, and everything in front of him had completely changed.

She had never seen it in her life, never even thought of it, and would never have imagined that there would be such a strange scene.

There is darkness in the heavens and the earth......

No, even heaven and earth do not exist.

There is nothing in the darkness of nothingness.

But there was a huge pillar that was too big to describe, too high to be seen, standing in the darkness.

The giant pillar was so high that it was impossible to see the top, and I didn't even know how high the part that was not in the darkness was, but I could see that there was a magical mountain suspended above the giant pillar.

It should be a two-seater......

One up and down, one positive and one negative, upside down, two mountains that are unimaginably big.

“……”

Although Ling Shuanghua is delicate and elegant, she is only a young lady of an official family in the deep boudoir.

It is a bustling market, which is rarely seen, and the wind and waves of the rivers and lakes are only occasionally heard.

Where have you ever imagined such a magnificent and infinite, soul-stirring spectacle?

Immediately, I was like a fool, standing still.

"Hehehe......"

An old man with a somewhat kind laugh suddenly sounded, and in this infinite dark nothingness, it seemed especially distant.

"Ahh

Ling Shuanghua woke up from that unspeakable shock, let out a soft breath, and turned around.

But I saw a graceful old woman, holding a crutch in her hand, with a smile on her face, slowly coming.

Perhaps it was the old woman's kind smile that made Ling Shuanghua feel at ease, and it was also her own extraordinary heart, which calmed her mind and suppressed the endless doubts in her heart.

After a slight hesitation, he cautiously asked, "Are you...... Bodhisattva"

"Bodhisattva? Huh"

The old woman shook her head.

Not a bodhisattva?

Ling Shuanghua's heart was light, and she was also slightly disappointed.

"That'...... Old woman, did you bring the frost? ”

The old woman smiled, looked at the seventeen or eighteen bloody wounds on her face, hideous and terrifying, and sighed: "What a poor child. ”

Then he didn't answer: "The pillar of heaven is far away, and the Sumeru victory realm is indeed a wonderful scenery beyond the heavens and all worlds, girl, since you have arrived here, it is really a great fate, but you don't have to be so addicted, you will have a chance in the future." ”

Pillars?

Sumeru?

Heavens and worlds?

Ling Shuanghua was very smart, although she couldn't understand the old woman's words, but she grasped the key point from it.

"Here...... Called the Sumeru Victory? ”

She muttered, as if talking to herself, as if asking: "In the teachings of Buddhism, there is a place where wonderful light accumulates, called Sumeru......"

She was born in a Hanlin family, has been studying since she was a child, and has dabbled in various religious classics, and she is not completely unfamiliar with the word "Sumeru".

"The little girl is really smart, no wonder she has such a fate."

The old woman smiled: "However, the Sumeru Victory Realm is not accessible to ordinary people, it is the Heavenly Immortals, Buddhas, Gods and Demons, and it is difficult to see them." ”

Without waiting for Ling Shuanghua to ask, he turned his face and looked at the upside-down mountain hanging in the endless distance: "There, is the real Sumeru Realm. ”

"This place is Little Sumeru, although it is not the real Sumeru Realm, but it is also the sages and ghosts who can come here."

"Little Sumeru......?"

Ling Shuanghua muttered and repeated, raised her head and said, "Old woman, how can I ......?" ”

The old woman retracted her gaze, looked at her with a smile on her face, sighed with pity, and recited in a kind voice: "The red dust is now in the boat, and the reincarnation is transformed into a golden lotus." The public opinion of the Mahayana path, all the people who cross the heavens ......"

"This place is a place of transcendence."

"Transcend the red dust, survive the sea of suffering, arrive at the other side, and enjoy heaven and man."

The old woman looked at her with a smile on her face.

Ling Shuanghuaxiu's eyes were blank.

What detachment, what heaven and man, she has never thought about it, let alone understanding, even the concept is almost none.

But her current sorrow, doesn't it respond to the word bitter sea?

Thinking of the day when he and Ding Lang would never see each other again in this life, Ling Shuanghua was sad again, and wept: "Shuanghua has no other thoughts in this life. ”

"Idiot, this word of love is quite tiring,"

The old woman shook her head and smiled: "However, now that you have arrived here, who else can stop you in the red world?" It's just a trivial matter, why bother? ”

"What do you mean, old woman?"

When Ling Shuanghua heard this, she couldn't help but raise her head, and a trace of hope came to her heart.

It's incredible.

Although there is no legendary Tiangong scenery, it is even more magical.

Perhaps, it is unknown if she can really get what she wants?

The old woman didn't answer, but smiled, "Look at your feet." ”

Ling Shuanghua lowered his head, only to realize that the place where he was standing was actually a bridge.

An arched bridge made of gray stone suspended in endless darkness.

Under the bridge, there was a chaotic fog surging.

"This is the bridge of law,"

"Sentient beings are ignorant and do not see their roots, confused, crazy, and dangerous, this bridge can help you cross the maze, cross this bridge, what you think in your heart, there should be an answer......"

When the old woman finished smiling, she turned around, took one step, and the next moment, she disappeared, as if she had never come.

"...... Faqiao?"

Ling Shuanghua looked at the other end of the bridge, she was standing at the end of the stone bridge at this time.

The length of the bridge seems to be no more than 100 zhang, and the other end seems to be in front of you.

But in any case, it is not real, and in the surging mist, it seems to extend into the endless darkness, which is terrifying.

Ling Shuanghua thought about Ding Lang, who was imprisoned by her own father, took a deep breath, and resolutely took a step towards that end......

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