Chapter Seventy-Eight: Hallucinations? Authentic?
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Li Mo sat in the main hall, there was no chaos in his ears, no explosions, no fighting, no screams. Some are the cold winds blowing in the mountains, the free cry of wild beasts, and the crisp sound of wind chimes on door frames.
Unconsciously, Li Mo no longer imitated the breathing of the monks around him, but with a breathing rate that he had never experienced before, with every breath he had, it seemed that he could resonate with the surrounding sky, white clouds, mountain tops, and even everyone and everything in the Qingshui Temple.
Li Mo only felt that he had never been so relaxed as at this moment, and his spirit seemed to have been infinitely extended at this moment, gradually coming out of his body, past the Qingshui Temple, over the rocky mountains at his feet, and connecting with the vast and boundless plateau.
In the previous world, Li Mo's attributes were already far beyond the boundaries of awakening, even against the senior recruiter of the second awakening of talent, what he lacked was not tangible and qualitative power, but a key opportunity that enabled him to break through the invisible shackles and climb to a new peak.
Li Mo has been plagued by mental illness since he was a child, and he committed a murder 2 years ago and started a career of escaping, in order to be able to fight for his life for three meals a day. After entering the evolutionary space where death is everywhere, Li Mo's spirit has been tempered to be more tenacious, never flinching in the face of a qiē dilemma, and frantically and cruelly breaking through a qiē obstacle, even if it is self-abuse.
For so many years, the spirit has been in a highly tense state, and for the first time, Li Mo was relieved, from ** to spirit, he reached a state of complete relaxation at this moment, just like returning to the state of the fetus, and every breath was so harmonious and calm.
In the early morning of the 21st day of Kiyomizu Temple, the sky on the plateau was still misty gray, and Li Mo rushed to the water source at the foot of the mountain alone with a bucket. Originally, even if the two of them had to wait until the sky was completely clear to be able to fill the water tank, but now Li Mo can easily complete it alone, the heavy bucket is as light as nothing in his hand, the steps under his feet are light on the uneven rocks, and the whole person is quickly going back and forth between the top of the mountain and the foot of the mountain.
Although the overall amount has not improved, both coordination and reaction have been significantly improved, at this time Li Mo has forgotten the purpose of his coming to Kiyomizu Temple, he has devoted himself to this peaceful and quiet spiritual life, without a trace of utilitarianism in his heart, as if he has been practicing here for more than ten years.
The third time he came to the water source, the sun had already risen from the mountains in the east, but Li Mo only needed to finish this trip again, and he would have completed the day's task of fetching water.
Li Mo put the bucket at his feet and drank the cool water source happily before he began to pick up the bucket and skillfully fill it with clean water.
"What people!"
Li Mo had just filled the second bucket when he suddenly heard a slight sound of sand and gravel grinding behind him, he turned his head sharply, and saw an old man walking slowly towards him.
Li Mo was instinctively shocked in his heart, the other party was so close to him that he noticed it, and the other party obviously didn't have any intention to hide, otherwise even if he stood behind him, Li Mo wouldn't be able to perceive it.
The old man was dressed in a shabby robe, carrying a basket behind him, holding an ordinary wooden stick in his hand, the skin on his face was as ruddy as a baby's skin, his eyes were clear and clear, and he could not feel the twilight of the old man from his body.
The old man didn't look like a traveler who had traveled a long way to get here, nor did he look like a nomadic Tibetan in the neighborhood, and although the cloth shoes under his feet were old and white, they were not stained with the slightest mud, and it seemed that the old man had been standing here since the beginning and had never moved.
"Where do the good come from and where are they going?" The old man walked in front of Li Mo before stopping, looking at Li Mo with clear eyes, and asked Li Mo for no reason.
The old man's eyes seemed to have a kind of magic, and Li Mo inexplicably had a feeling of inextricability from him, and subconsciously replied: "I am from the southeast, and I have come here to seek the mysteries of Tantra. ”
"Where do the good come from and where are they going?" The old man's expression remained unchanged and asked again.
For the same question as the old man, Li Mo couldn't help frowning, but still replied seriously: "Orphans have no home, where there will be a place to come." Life is long, and the last qiē is always nothing. ”
"Where do the good come from and where are they going?" The old man looked at Li Mo without blinking, and asked for the third time.
The corners of Li Mo's mouth couldn't help twitching, but the strange thing was that he was still standing quietly in place, with a cloudy expression on his face, as if he was seriously thinking about the old man's question.
"Before the outer paths, one should not say that I have the supreme vows of Bodhi...... If he asks for something with hatred and hatred, he can't do it, and he retreats from bodhichitta and both of them are detrimental to him......"
Li Mo's spirit was in a trance, but when he came back to his senses, the scene around him changed greatly, the cool water source around him disappeared, the sky was surging like the eve of a storm, and his feet suddenly sank, Li Mo looked down and saw that he was actually standing in the vast desert, and the rough gravel was a scene of extinction, as if he was the only one between heaven and earth.
Suddenly, the gravel in front of it spread outward, as if some behemoth was about to rise from it, first as a horizontal line in black and white, and at the end with a mysterious image outlined by the lines below.
"This is...... How did it end up here! When he saw this magnificent gate that had finally been fully raised and displayed in front of him, Li Mo was so frightened that he almost screamed.
Half of it was milky white and holy as heaven, and the other half was dark red and bloodstained like the gate of hell, which was the gate of the great shore that introduced Li Mo into the mysterious space.
At this time, the churning wind and clouds in the sky began to take on new changes, and they quickly converged on the top of Li Mo's head, and finally formed the shape of a human face.
This face seems to be an extremely young and handsome young man, like an old man with wrinkles and vicissitudes, and like an infinitely charming woman, and every time you want to look closely, a new face will form.
"To live or to die!" A great voice from above burst out on the faceless avatar, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was questioning Li Moyan.
Without giving Li Mo a chance to answer, the voice sounded again: "Go back here, correct your fate to a normal trajectory, and you will have a plain but safe life, no killing, no death, and no chance!" ”
"And what about the one qiē I get now? My strength, my companions, and the people to whom I am bound in the world! Li Mo couldn't help but raise his head and yelled at that face.
"A qiē wears out, deprives you of the one qiē you have gained, this is the price, the price you have to pay to live safely!"
Li Mo's breathing increased violently, and Yang's eyes were immediately bloodshot and red, as if a wild beast was roaring in his chest.
At this time, there was a new change in the wind and clouds overhead, the faceless avatar rolled for a while, and a series of holographic pictures appeared in the middle, starting from Li Mo pushing the door of evolution for the first time in the Big Buddha Temple, every walk and the experience between life and death; First encounter with a bayonet in the World of the Ring; the apocalyptic crisis of humanity's demise and the bonds of the team; The intrigue of the recruiters, the brave soldiers who went to the death, and the gentle and tactful Yiren, from the beginning to the end, all reappeared in front of Li Mo's eyes.
An unwilling roar burst out of Li Mo's mouth, he tore his clothes violently, and the thin chest of the ribs actually highlighted dense and twisted root blood vessels at this time, from the beginning of the blur, to the end gradually formed a living sarcoma, endless evolutionary power with every beat of the sarcoma, spread to the limbs of the body, as if to wash every cell of Li Mo's body.
However, there is no horror in this scene, just like the inevitable process of biological evolution, the natural law of survival of the fittest, but it gives people a sense of yearning, sacredness, and almost worship of gods.
The blood and cells in Li Mo's whole body were boiling at this moment, and there was only one thought in his heart, that is, to break his fate, constantly cross the limits of human beings, and finally climb to the top of the peak.
"If there is a life-or-death crisis ahead, I will break it with my hands! If there is a sword mountain and sword forest ahead, I will use my chest to resist, all obstacles cannot stop my progress, I want to have strength! Have the power to be able to withstand a qiē damage and face a qiē dilemma! ”
Li Mo roared and took a step forward vigorously, followed by the second step, the third step! Finally, he once again walked in front of the Gate of Evolution, looking at this magnificent gate that changed the fate of his life and was full of life, death and mystery, Li Mo firmly stretched out his hands, as if he had done it for the first time, and pushed it out without hesitation.
"My destiny is in my hands!"
Rumble!
At the moment when Li Mo pushed open the door, the heavens and the earth collapsed as quickly as the end of the world, and the faceless avatar disappeared with it. Li Mo only felt a light in front of him, and it didn't take long for the sound of the system to suddenly sound in his ears.
When Li Mo came back to his senses, there was a blue sky in front of him that was so clean that there was no trace of dust on the plateau, the clear stream under his feet was still gurgling, and the faceless avatar formed by the great gate of evolution and the yellow sand in the sky had completely disappeared.
The old man was looking at Li Mo with a surprised expression on his face at this time, his eyes flickering, as if he had seen a fact that was enough to surprise him for the first time.
At this time, Li Mo had roughly guessed the identity of the old man in front of him, but he didn't mean to break it, he simply made a gesture of greeting, quickly filled the empty bucket with water and carried it back towards the temple on the top of the mountain, behaving as if it was normal, as if the series of incredible sights and sounds just now had never appeared.
Looking at Qingshui Temple again, Li Mo had a different feeling. The barren stone mountains, the quaint and slightly dilapidated temples, and the oncoming breath are all so real, without the slightest mystery or incredibleness, as if this temple with a living Buddha is no different from a newsstand or a luxury commercial building in a bustling metropolis.