"Although the phantom flower is extinguished, emptiness is not bad. The illusory minds of all beings. Still disillusioned. All illusions are gone. Feeling immobile. Illusion. Also known as phantom. If you say that you are awake. It's still not gone. Say the unconscious. The same is true. That's why. Disillusionment is called immovable. —Yuanjue Sutra

Let's say that after this lotus child got rid of the fox fetus, he changed into a woman's appearance, but unfortunately due to the incompleteness of the three souls and seven spirits, his own energy is insufficient, and it is difficult to maintain......

The poem says;

Honey fragrant sand on the lotus peak, the bottom of the well is sparkling and colorful,

The spring has no trace of the source of Bihan, and it seems that the autumn will never end.

It is said that Liansheng is alone on this immortal platform, and after a long time, there is no fun at all, and he doesn't think about it in his heart, so he breathes a sigh of relief, and returns to the true body of the fox, and after a while, he falls asleep.

In a daze, I dreamed of a place, only to see Penglai Island, flowers blooming everywhere, full of ice lotus like snow, glowing with blue light.

The ice lotus flower occasionally lingers into a splashing waterfall. Faintly, in the light cyan smoke barrier, there is a faint exudation of pure and cold bitterness.

Wandering, entrenched in a fragrant fragrance, Liansheng blinked, unintentionally waiting for a noble person who could transform himself.

At that time, a gust of breeze blew by, and Liansheng's blurry eyes widened several times, like two meteors that pierced the night sky through the darkness.

"Huh! Whose young man was looking up, disturbed my dreams. At the moment when the lotus rain fell, Liansheng transformed into a white-clothed boy in front of his eyes, and he fell suddenly.

Liansheng was admired by his cold and somewhat transparent face, shook the fur on his body, and sat in front of him carefully and obediently, looking at his clear eyes like water, and suddenly rejoiced in his heart, "What a handsome son! ”

It was a pair of eyes that had washed away the lead, but they were deep and invisible, and the corners of the eyes were black and white, revealing a bitter smile, empty and confused. The black hair is like a waterfall and drifts with the breeze.

He gently held Liansheng under his eyes, and felt no trace of force in his gentle technique, and the boy kissed Liansheng's cheek with the tip of his nose as cold as jade, gentle like a pool of lake water, and couldn't put it down.

Liansheng only felt that this familiar smell made her feel very safe. With such a kiss, Liansheng's mind suddenly gave birth to many blurry pictures, which were incomprehensible for a while, but he didn't know where to remember.

Lian Sheng looked at the face of the child, slowly admiring it, and looking back quietly, as if he wanted to find some clues that could be broken through from this familiar feeling. But for a moment, it was still a face that made her intoxicated.

I saw him; "The face is like a silver basin and a bright moon, the nose is like a hanging gall streamer, the smoke waves are clear like flowing water, the eyebrows are green and the mountains are stacked, the lips are red and the teeth are white, the air is like an orchid, and the clouds are ethereal in white clothes. A body is carrying a breeze, tossing and turning in the world, the pain is silent, the smile is silent, the life of compassion is cherished, and there is indeed a lot of love debts. "That's true;" The sky is boundless, and my sorrow is rekindled. ”

He tucked the lotus under his neck, looking like a fox skin scarf, which reflected his azure cloak, making it even more graceful. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, like a crescent moon that had just risen from the south. This scene, like a drama, is slightly drunk into a watercolor picture. Like fine wine, mellow.

……

Liansheng is like this, quietly staying on the shoulders of the son, the lonely sunset, the autumn water, all with the footsteps of the child's dust, elegant and green into repeated green smoke. She was so intoxicated that she seemed to have forgotten herself, but it caused a dream that she didn't want to wake up.

Rensheng was so caught up in this nightmare that a heavy, powerful hand suddenly grabbed the fur from his neck, and he didn't know it.

This kind of fright did not make her completely awake, she was still in a daze, half-asleep and half-awake, who knew that she had been gently and skillfully lifted in the air by that hand, and it was too late to break free.

the way of the heart; "Who, I hate it, I bothered this girl's wonderful lover, see that I don't ......" thought about it. Just like that, he writhed his petite body like crazy, and when he struggled out, he would give the man a good look.

But what she didn't expect was that the more she struggled, the more painful it became, and the harder the person's hand became, and then it condensed into a mess in her body, which hurt her heart. Liansheng had to shout again and again in his heart, saying; "Okay, okay, I just don't move, why are you trying so hard, it hurts me to death!"

The man seemed to be able to hear the fox's heart, and he relaxed his strength, and when Liansheng felt more comfortable, he stayed at this moment.

Liansheng was frightened, looking at him with ice-blue eyes, at this moment, he also looked at Liansheng, with a ruthless and cold face, a dark robe, embroidered with stars on the cuffs, and golden-blue peacock feathers, which is this style, very graceful and luxurious.

I saw him; "The sleeves are cold, the waves are a little rippling, the ups and downs are all kinds of Ren Danran, the arrogance is not the waves, the legacy is not idle, if the ice, if the snow, if the clouds; The eyes are cold and indifferent like autumn water, the lips are like ice and snow into the pear blossoms, the mouth is cold, the face is cold, the heart is cold, there is no pity, no love, no infatuation in a lifetime. "That's true;" If the teaching and interpretation should be tilted into the country, Ren is "ruthless" and moving-Luo Yin's "Peony Flower"

Lian Sheng looked at it, and suddenly there was a burst of coldness from the outside to the inside, and he came to his senses, so he held his breath and concentrated, and slowly, tentatively felt the body temperature of the son opposite.

His hands were cold, cold and cold, his face was also cold, but it was so cold that people were obsessed, and Liansheng was eroded by his coldness, rippling with him in the white, spotless, ice lotus world.

Lian Sheng secretly glanced at the son beside him, his robe was like the quicksand transformed by the aurora in the middle of the night, dark and mysterious, mysterious and transparent, reflecting his ice-like cheeks, faintly, as if setting off the glow.

At this moment, his cold gaze suddenly looked at her, and she was clever, instantly retracting her admiring gaze, and her heart was beating wildly. It was the first time she had been so afraid of someone.

Liansheng was helpless, but he was caught in his hands, like swinging, a little dizzy, only to see, everywhere the person went, there was condensed frost, the place where the person stepped on, everywhere there were ice flowers, and the place where the person passed through was all transformed into a cold snow country;

Strange in my heart; "What a weirdo, ruthless, if only Ling Mo was here, I still like it, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the mountains are full of flowers."

Thinking about it, just like that, she and he floated in front of the unknown covered with snow, and in a looming snow house, the man raised his hand and threw Lian Sheng on the bamboo and wooden bookcase.

She shrunk into a hairy ball in fright, curled up in one place, not daring to make a sound, her paws lightly buckled on her eyes, leaking out of the gaps slightly, quietly gaining insight into this strange world. the way of the heart; "When this girl has the ability, she will definitely make you look good!"

But I saw that the arrogant young man in the dark robe faintly became a ray of glass light and shadow in the cold clouds, and faded out of Liansheng's sight, but he could still hear his clear voice for thousands of miles, melodious, and said; "The wild fox you want!"

"Wild fox?" Lotus Sheng's heart; "Where am I wild, I clearly come from a famous mountain, and there is a wild fox with a name and a surname!" As soon as the heart sound fell, I suddenly heard a very pleasant voice, Dao; "After all, it's still a wild fox!" Liansheng suddenly realized that he had thought the wrong thing, and kept stirring his tearful eyes, as if he was a little aggrieved.

Then the man in the distance, who had only listened, heard another wonderful sound, and said; "Let me look good, wait until you have the ability!" Liansheng was startled, and said in his heart; "It's over, it's over, it's offended now!" I can't help but regret that I didn't start at the beginning.

Just when Liansheng was annoyed and blamed himself, he felt a warm power, and slowly approached her, this aura instantly melted her cold and frightened body and mind, and under his kind and gentle touch, Liansheng gradually relaxed his nervous fur.

Listen to the man's gentle words; "Don't be afraid, he was born like that." He looked at her and smiled lovingly, like a gentle morning sun, warm and warm. This scene is a scene in which the reincarnation of lotus has been five hundred lifetimes, and can only be seen in dreams.

He carefully took her into his arms. She gradually breathed a sigh of relief, and said in her heart; "Isn't this the person I had in my dream just now, how did he appear here?" Liansheng was a little dazed, and a little more girlishly shy, and the nervousness when facing his sweetheart, his heart said; "Do I have to spend every day next to this flowery boy?"

As soon as the heart sound came out, I only heard the man reply; "Isn't it good?" He asked softly, she watched quietly, and at the moment when her eyes met, she touched countless fireworks!

Liansheng quietly asked his name, and he replied that she was "boundless". Now in her eyes, he was like the brightest star in the night sky, feeling close at hand, but far away and untouchable. (The sky is "boundless", and my sorrow is rekindled.) ）

Lian Sheng looked at the boy in a daze, and was speechless for a long time, and for some reason he fell asleep again, probably because of the lack of spiritual power, and he was very sleepy.

Before I knew it, Fang came to a place, dimly illegible, and only a very familiar and unfamiliar woman led the way. She was dressed in red and covered with a white veil.

After a while, Fang arrived at a quiet place of the fairy family, and saw the woman walking across the Forget Worry Bridge, on the shadowless cliff, jumped down, and disappeared in the depths of a bamboo forest in an instant, Lian Sheng's nervous heartbeat accelerated, and gradually approached the place where the woman disappeared, which was a white jade exquisite Forget Worry Bridge, and suddenly heard the whispers of two people, an elder and a teenager. With his back to him, he couldn't see his face clearly.

It's just that in the light cyan smoke barrier, the sound is a little slow, slow like a stop time, that scene, as if there is no trace of fireworks in the years, she gently closed her eyes, like a woman who ignores the mundane world. Like the smoke and rain in June in the south of the Yangtze River, it seems to be so distressing. ”

I only listened to the young man's voice, saying; "It is rumored that Penglai's boundless son never accepts apprentices, but now Penglai is very deserted, thinking that when Penglai was in its heyday, it was also a very prosperous place to visit the Tao with the "Kunlun" on an equal footing in ancient times, I never thought that after a catastrophe, it was so deserted, and the five disciples (ruthless, heartless, boundless, innocent, nameless), are now all different sides of the world, people are not people, ghosts are not ghosts, one wants to go to the teacher, and one has also gone to do the ghost errand. It's weird. “

At this time, an elder's voice said slowly; "Yes, in the snow house of Penglai, except for him and his senior brother ruthless, that is, the innocent who lives on Yingzhou Island, does not go out all day and all night, and has a habit of breaking sleeves, Liansheng may be able to live a little better here."

The young man answered; "Not necessarily! I heard that the innocent love for many years, accumulated hard work, got a heart disease, every year in the middle of the year, I have to visit the world, looking for people who are willing to be happy with it, bring it as a companion, but the people who are looking for it, have a characteristic, that is, between the eyebrows and eyes must be like the boundless, today is the Midyear Festival, Liansheng is here, it is inevitable to recall some of the past, let the son take care of it! “

And the old man said; "It shouldn't be, it's been thousands of years, and everything that should be put down has been put down, and now Liansheng has been reborn, and he has long forgotten the past, even if he wants to find her trouble, there is no reason, is it too small to continue to hold on to these thousands of years!"

The young man sighed and said; "Well, today's lotus life is no longer the lotus life of the past, let's wait and see!"

Lian Shengdi listened carefully to the conversation between the two, and thought about it for a while, but he was still in a fog, and he really couldn't think about it completely. I wanted to go forward and ask for an explanation, but when I looked up again, the two of them were long gone.

Liansheng got off the bridge of forgetting worries by himself, and he was going back, but the darkness eroded the last light, and the night sky lost its former brilliance, in the misty fairyland, a wild fox suddenly sprang out, Liansheng was so frightened that he stood up all over his body, and saw that the birth was fierce and vicious, Liansheng put on an attack posture, and then tore in one place with the uninvited guest.

Liansheng knew that the enemy was not enough, and wanted to withdraw, so he used up his spiritual power and turned into a human body in a panic. Running forward hard, but not wanting to, was bitten by the silver fox, Lian Sheng grabbed the fox tail of the uninvited guest, and threw it into the air, and then threw the uninvited guest out, and lowered his head to examine the wound, and there was no trace of blood.

Liansheng was a little nervous and a little scared, and as she ran wildly, the fox jumped behind her and jumped over her head. Disappeared into the sky.

Liansheng was frightened and searched for the place where the silver fox had disappeared......

It's really like what the poem says;

Who always listens in dreams, Cloud Gate repeats dreams in dreams,

It seems that the monk has a vulgar and dustless body, and he dreams of his body in a dream.