The bright moon hanging high, the majestic imperial city, the ancient streets, all disappeared, Wang Daoming appeared in a garden, pavilions and pavilions, birds singing and flowers, colorful butterflies flying, the end is a very beautiful scenery.

But it was clear that it was October before, and this spring scene came too abruptly.

In the small pavilion not far away, a graceful and luxurious beautiful woman is sewing clothes, butterflies are flying, staying on the head of the beautiful woman, not afraid of people, looking at this woman, Wang Daoming's heart suddenly swelled an indescribable emotion.

This woman is his mother, and a voice told him that that kind of emotion was surging in Wang Daoming's heart, if the waves were turbulent, Wang Daoming woke up, remembered his true face, but did not break free, but only raised his mind, high up, if the god looked down, let his heart rise and fall.

He took on the role of this distant son, as if he had become him, and this person was himself!

The time and space of the soul are so vast, time has lost its original meaning here.

More than ten years in an instant, and like a few decades in a flash, Yuan'er has also grown up, not only handsome and chic, but also wise, plus the family is financially strong, and the parents are also very healthy, it can be said that they have all the beauty of the world.

It was a honey-like feeling, a dreamlike taste, and everything was so good, so beautiful that it felt unreal.

Until one day, the dream was shattered, the parents were framed and imprisoned, and the autumn queen asked to behead, his fiancée immediately dissolved the marriage contract, and broke off the relationship with himself, even his original home fell into the hands of the enemy, and he had to live on the street.

It is useless to be a scholar, and a heart-rending sense of powerlessness fills Wang Daoming's heart.

So he went to practice martial arts by himself, although the time was a little late, but fortunately, he was talented and intelligent, and in just three years, he practiced a good martial arts, and finally slashed the enemy.

So, since then, there has been one less useless scholar in the world, and one more murderous and ruthless swordsman.

Later, the swordsman was tired of killing, tired and unwilling to kill again, so he left the rivers and lakes, entered Shaolin, cut his hair and became a monk, just reciting Buddhist scriptures every day, studying Buddhism, and decades later, every day I remember the swordsman who killed people like hemp, only knowing that in Buddhism, the great master of martial arts and profound Buddhism!

As soon as the picture turned, Wang Daoming appeared on the stage, playing a female role, singing Farewell My Concubine, he remembered that he was an actor, he was adopted by the troupe since he was a child, and now he has become famous not long after his debut, and he sings for some big masters.

Under the stage, the smiling faces, cheers, and naked feelings of those old men made him very uncomfortable, but he was powerless to change anything, and his fate was not in his own hands.

At the end of the song, the head of the class was going to send him to a master's house, and he knew that there was a master who fell in love with him with a male partner and a female character.

He knows that some people seem to be human beings on the surface, but in fact they are not as good as beasts.

"Didn't they just take a fancy to my face and my voice, in that case, don't you want to?!" The drama was very painful in his heart, he was a strong man, even if he cut his face with a hairpin, he swallowed the hot carbon in the brazier and burned his throat.

Feeling the pain of his body, the actor laughed loudly, laughing extremely poignantly, and even laughed out of tears.

Wang Daoming's spiritual thoughts transcend time and space, but he is addicted to them, as if he has really become a play, this is his own experience, everything gives Wang Daoming a sense of déjà vu.

But before Wang Daoming could think about it, there was another change in time and space, Wang Daoming found that he had changed into a baby, and he was carrying a man in his arms, and the man was laughing at the moment: "My Li family finally has a queen!" ”

The newborn baby was frightened and immediately burst into tears.

As the years turned, it was sixteen years, the baby grew up, and he married his wife, it was the night of the candles in the cave room, at the moment when he lifted his wife's hijab, the young man was hesitating in his heart, imitating him, he could really do the responsibility of a husband and support this family? !

Hesitant and confused!

The picture turned again, and the boy also became a young man, the young man held the newborn child, his heart was full of joy, and he couldn't help laughing: "My Li family finally has a queen!" ”

The picture is broken, the young man has also become middle-aged, at the moment he is reprimanding his son, his heart is full of worry, his son refuses to study, he does not want to study well, what should he do in the future?!

Another change, the middle-aged man is also old, lying on the hospital bed, his breath is weak, dying, his children and grandchildren are kneeling in front of the bed and crying, the old man's heart is full of reluctance, but death still comes, the old man's soul flies out and falls into reincarnation.

Time and space changed, this time, Wang Daoming became an ordinary soldier, rushing to kill on the battlefield, his heart was full of fear, but he still had to go into battle to kill the enemy, and finally died in the chaos.

After that, Wang Daoming became a high-roller again, killing people without calculation, and when he was old, he was found by the enemy, cut off his hands and feet, and tortured to death.

The picture changes again and again, Wang Daoming changes his identity again and again, as if he has tried his best to travel one journey after another, Hongchen loves and hates, poor and rich, birth, old age, sickness and death, cause and effect entanglement, Wang Daoming is alone, experiencing the lives of tens of millions of people.

Love, hate, hatred, and resentment, this is Hongchen!

Wang Daoming knew that this was a young monk, who used the power of fate to show his understanding to Wang Daoming, so that Wang Daoming could see the sentient beings that the young monk had realized!

At the same time, Wang Daoming rose up in his heart to realize that the real broken void should be the unity of the three of people, self and all beings, which is the way of brokenness.

These three phases do not have to be complete, compared to the void path of the Federation, it is only one or two points of mystery, but it must be there, otherwise, one of the simple three can only be a broken vajra, not a broken void.

The picture is turning faster and faster, Hongchen loves and hates, and all living beings are displayed in Wang Daoming's heart from different perspectives, and Wang Daoming's mind suddenly swells up with an indescribable emotion and enlightenment.

Finally, everything disappeared, the time and space of the mind collapsed, and returned to reality, the street was still the same street as before, and even the stars and moon in the sky were only slightly deflected.

At the end of the street, the young monk sat down, his face pale, which showed the miraculous power just now, Rao was a little reluctant with his martial arts.

However, the young monk's eyes were brighter and brighter than before, and the whole person seemed to disappear at any time, away from the red world.

Wang Daoming said solemnly: "Thank you!" ”

The young monk said: "Don't thank me, this is your fate, and it is also my fate!" ”