"Follow the eternal covenant, trace the origin of all paths, strip away the long river of fate, and reappear in the eternal reincarnation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

In the dilapidated deserted village, the voice of the herd wind sounded slowly.

Like the evening drum and morning bell ringing in the hearts of everyone, it is like an ancient law that hooks the heavens and the earth.

As the words sounded, Mu Feng's hands pinched the complicated handprints.

All around, time and space seem to be chaotic, and space seems to be stripped away by invisible forces.

Driven by an unknown force, the time and space where everyone is located seem to be independent of the long river of time, jumping out of the river of fate and returning to the origin of all things.

The next moment, outside of this separate space, everything in the outside world seems to come to life and fast-forward at millions of times the speed.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was a moment, maybe it was countless calamities.

In the picture of the outside world, for the first time, there was a familiar atmosphere.

It was a baby girl, a baby girl bathed in light, abandoned in the wilderness, who came from nowhere, and where she was going.

The baby girl who was abandoned in the wilderness did not lose her life because no one cared for her.

She was lucky enough to be picked up by a monkey that had lost most of its blond fur and was about to die of old age.

The old monkey picked up the baby girl, picked her up, took her away, and raised her.

It's just that the old monkey is about to end his life and failed to raise the baby girl, and a few months later, the old monkey realized that his life was short, and he carried the baby girl to an open and flat place on the top of the mountain.

There, there are no trees, no craggy cliffs, and some, just a boulder.

This boulder is three feet six feet five inches high, and has a circumference of two feet and four feet.

Three feet six feet five inches high, three hundred and sixty-five days of the week; Two feet and four feet around the circle, implying the twenty-four solar terms.

There are nine holes and eight holes on the boulder, which are combined with the nine palace gossip, collect the aura of heaven and earth, and absorb the essence of the sun and the moon.

The old monkey, who has little life, placed the baby girl on a stone platform on the side of the boulder, although the baby girl was less and more troublesome, she was placed on the stone platform but did not cry or make trouble, but a pair of big eyes kept looking at her new neighbor, the huge fairy stone.

After doing all this, the old monkey seemed to have completed his mission, turned around and disappeared into the forest, did not go far, and still fell to the ground, silent.

It is strange to say that such a baby girl who was not satisfied with the past was placed on the stone platform next to the fairy stone, without crying or making trouble, and no birds and beasts of prey came to persecute herd.

What's even more bizarre is that the fairy stone seems to have spirituality.

Every day, the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon are collected, and a very small part will be divided into the body of the baby girl.

It is precisely because of this that even if there is no food to feed and no milk supply, the baby girl will not cry because of hunger, and will not lose her life because of the lack of food.

In this way, time flies.

The baby girl was ignorant at the beginning, but she slowly learned to climb, and she didn't climb anywhere, but just crawled around on the stone platform next to the fairy stone.

Soon after, the baby girl, who had learned to crawl, began to be able to stand up on her own and toddle.

On the way again, it is inevitable that he will fall down on his feet.

But the fairy stone seemed to have been paying attention to the baby girl, and whenever the baby girl was about to fall, there would be an invisible force to hold her and prevent her from falling.

Slowly, the baby girl learned to stand, to walk, and to run with a familiar face.

She was smart enough to know that the fairy stone would protect her and allow her to survive on this mountain full of wild beasts.

Therefore, she never went too far away from the Immortal Stone, and her range of activities was always within a radius of one mile around the Immortal Stone.

Time flies, in the blink of an eye, the baby girl grows into a girl, and the girl grows into a girl.

The people who were wandering outside the long river of time saw that the girl on the edge of the fairy stone and the Bai Jingjing beside them were born with the same appearance.

And the monkey, looking at the picture, is even more excellent.

He felt familiar with these pictures, but he couldn't remember whether he had really experienced them.

It's just that the mountain, the land, and the stone, he can be 100% sure that it is his Huaguo Mountain, his cave blessed land, and the immortal stone that gave birth to him!

Looking at the picture outside, Mu Feng did not solve everyone's doubts.

Everything in the outside world is going on at a speed of millions of times faster.

In an instant, the girl has grown up and has her own thoughts, sometimes frowning and pondering, sometimes staring at the sky in a daze.

It's just that the only thing that remains unchanged is that she will speak to the fairy stone that guards her every day, as if talking to herself.

Under the baptism of heaven and earth aura day after day in the fairy stone, although the girl has no way to practice, she has accumulated enough aura in her body, and she is not afraid of the tigers and beasts on the mountain.

She can travel all over the mountain and make more friends.

It's just that, despite this, she still returns to the fairy stone every day before dark, guarding it as it did when it guarded her.

Every day, she talks to it, telling it about the experience of the day, about her new playmate, about what interesting things have happened to her.

It's just that it's always silent.

Sometimes, if she talks too much and doesn't get the slightest response, she will lose her temper with it, disgusted with it and always ignore herself.

It's just that how does she know that she is naïve, it's not that she doesn't want to pay attention to her, but that it's just a stone, where is there a mouth to be able to speak?

Fortunately, her temper is like the rain in June, she will come and go, and after complaining for a while, she will still talk to it day after day and spend endless lonely time with it.

She would tell her that she remembered that when she was a child, an old monkey rescued her and sent her to its side so that she could survive.

She would tell it that there were many monkeys living on the mountain, but none of them had the blonde fur she liked.

She would tell her that she was feeling more and more unwell, and that she was getting more and more unable to move.

She'll tell it that it's probably going to die!

After talking too much, she lost her temper at it again, "Stinky stone, I'm going to die, can't you say a word to me?" ”

In response to her, of course, there was endless silence.

Because, it's a stone, where can it speak!

It's just that it wasn't without the slightest response, and she could feel that since she lost her temper again, there were more heaven and earth spiritual qi sun and moon essences pouring into her body every day.

That's the limit of what her body can bear.

She knew that it was its response, in its stupid way.

She's happy because she's not lonely, it understands her, it understands her.

Later, after many more years, even though it gave her more and more aura, her body still got worse and worse.

She knew she couldn't hold on any longer.

On the night of his death, he went crazy and poured aura into her body in order to save her life.

Many times before, it was like this.

It's just that, this time, she knew, it was useless.

She told it that there was no need, that this time, she was really going to die.

It didn't listen, it was still frantically instilling aura into her body, nourishing her body, but it had already run out of oil and lamps, and her life element was exhausted, and no matter how much aura she had, it would be useless!

Eventually, she died.

It's just that Xu is the reason for those aura, before she died, she actually returned to the way she was when she was in the best of her health.

She lay on Xianshi's body, with tears in her eyes.

"I'm going to die, after all, I can't hear you stand in front of me and say a word to me, so unwilling!"

That night, with a hint of determination in her eyes, she looked up at the sky, looking at the starry sky, and she waved her hand and slashed her wrist.

Blood splattered like water on its stone body.

She said, "I saw the monkeys watering the peach trees, and the peach trees would bloom and bear the delicious fruit they loved!"

I don't know how to help you, but if God knows my sincerity and you know my heart, let this stone blossom too! ”

Her blood was drained and her body fell.

When she was dying, in a trance, she seemed to see that on the top of the tall fairy stone, a purple flower was opened.

A beautiful, purple orchid!

She saw, among the stones, a little golden monkey, with great difficulty, open its eyes, look at her, and then close its eyes tightly.

At that moment, in her heart, there was only satisfaction and solace.

Time passes again, and I don't know how many years have passed.

On that fairy stone, a beautiful purple orchid violated the laws of heaven and grew on the top of the fairy stone for thousands of years.

The beasts of Huaguo Mountain are very curious about this.

It's just that, in their opinion, if the stone is opened, it seems to be so different, and it seems to be right.

The orchid accompanies this fairy stone, and there is only silence between them.

She accompanies it, without saying a word.

It felt her presence, silently accumulating the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon.

It's just that what doesn't change every day is to divide the aura that was assigned to her at the beginning into the orchid's body.

It is also a companionship of tens of millions of years, even if it is a flower blooming from a stone, even if it has the moisture of the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of the yen, even if it has become a flower elf-like existence, and the orchid without the method of cultivation cannot stop the invasion of time.

The orchid withered, turned into petals and fell to the ground, landing at the feet of the fairy stone.

Many years later, at the foot of the fairy stone, where the orchid petals fell, a small evergreen tree grew, continuing to accompany the fairy stone.

In this way, life after life, life after life, I don't know how many lifetimes of entanglement have passed.

The picture changed again, this time, not in Huaguo Mountain, but in a prosperous temple.

The dust in front of the Buddha was swept away and covered, the chanting stopped and came again, and the shaved monk sat in front of the Buddha, chanting the Buddha's principles, and his heart was like stopping water.

"Master, look at my anhydrous rouge, it's finally matched!"

"When the Bodhisattva of Freedom and Freedom is walking in the deep Prajnaparamita, he sees that the aggregates are empty......" he recites the Heart Sutra with his back to her.

"Master, when I learn the song of neon clothes and feathers, I will dance to show you!"

"Relics, color is emptiness, emptiness is color......"

"Master, I am more familiar with the road in the temple than Xiufang!"

"The relics are the ...... of the emptiness of all laws"

"Master ......"

"Huh?"

Her wedding dress is like fire, as bright as a peach blossom, "I ...... I'm getting married. ”

"Smack!" The Heart Sutra, which had been the same for several years, stopped, and the Buddha beads were scattered all over the place.

"Amitabha!"

In the end, she failed to get married, the war started, the general trend changed, as the daughter of the prime minister, she was killed by the rebels on the eve of the wedding, and the blood was stained with red wedding dress.

At that moment, her pale face was just like the way she had been after pouring her blood on the immortal stone that day.

"The Buddhas of the Three Worlds, according to Prajnaparamita, ......"

When he heard the news of her death, he was still reciting the Heart Sutra.

"Amitabha." When he heard the news of her death, he whispered the Buddha's name, and since he continued to recite the Heart Sutra.

The Buddha beads in the hands of the "Three Buddhas ......" were broken one by one, and he picked up the rusty ring knife.

"The Buddhas of the Three Worlds, the Poor Monks...... It's time to kill! ”

turned around, revealing the appearance of a small monkey in the fairy stone.