Between Dayi and Pangu, there is only a few fists apart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A soul stood in front of the two of them, looking at the two of them with empty eyes, as if they were making some choice.

The soul fluttered, flying towards Dayi's body, and then slowly burrowed into his body.

As this soul penetrated, Dayi's body shook violently, as if he was cramping.

When the soul entered Dayi's body, it immediately burst out with terrifying energy, and under this energy, even if Dayi had a golden body supernatural power, it was difficult to resist.

And under this severe pain, Dayi's consciousness is becoming clearer and clearer. He could clearly feel how unbearable the pain was when that soul entered his body.

The skin on the surface of the body was burned to ashes almost instantly, and the flesh and blood were also burned and evaporated at this moment, and the white bones under the flesh and blood could be clearly seen.

The severe pain made Dayi gasp continuously, and this feeling was extremely sour.

Dayi inhaled the cool air as he felt the sharp pain coming from inside and outside his body.

Pangu on the side, looking at this scene, his eyes showed disdain, he lay in the chaos, feeling the rich energy to transform his body.

The contemptuous eyes seemed to say to Dayi: "Wait to be devoured by me." ”

Dayi didn't even look at him, in fact, Dayi really didn't have the leisure to pay attention to him now.

The physical pain and mental torture gave Dayi the feeling of dancing on the scythe of death.

That wisp of remnant soul pierced into the depths of Dayi's soul like a seed, and quickly sprouted, branching out, and entwining Dayi's soul.

Dayi gritted his teeth in pain, blood spilling from his teeth and gums, staining his lips.

The soul is the root of a person, whether it is a mortal or an immortal, no matter how powerful the cultivation of an immortal is, once the soul is hit hard, it is almost fatal.

Dayi felt the remnant soul trying to merge with him, and streams of information poured into his head like seawater, making Dayi's brain blank for a short time, as if it had been violently impacted.

This feeling is too terrifying.

Dayi has a kind of thought that is occupied and dominated, while his own mind is ruthlessly suppressed and blocked.

Dayi struggled desperately, trying to break free from that remnant soul, but from the fundamental source, they were capable of a complete soul, but in the long river of years, it was stripped out.

So much so that now the two souls are blended, so smoothly.

Dayi's eyes became more and more dim, and finally, they turned into a hollow.

Pangu looked at Dayi's changes, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and said, "I'm finally coming back." ”

After Pangu finished speaking, Dayi suddenly stood up, turned to Pangu, and then slammed into him.

The two bodies collided together, and instead of retreating from each other as expected, they erupted into a blinding light, and then merged together strangely.

"Ahh

Pangu let out a scream, and the two bodies were almost forced together, turning into one.

In the two bodies, there are three souls, and the three souls are entangled, run-in, and fused with each other.

Pangu's consciousness temporarily dominated, but this dominant position did not last long, and soon, it was suppressed by the remnant soul that devoured Dayi's soul.

Pangu's unwilling roar didn't have much substance, and his struggle and resistance became symbolic.

……

The Tribulation is destroying the Three Realms, as if there are more powerful gods watching over this world.

All the immortals felt a deep sense of powerlessness, which made them angry, but helpless.

"We can't go on like this!"

Chi You had just repaired a broken space, and finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and turned to Su Bodhi in the distance and roared.

The surrounding immortals looked at him, Chi You carried a giant axe, walked forward, and said: "Go and fight with him, even if you die, you will definitely bite off a piece of his flesh, let him know that there is no so-called master in this world." ”

Su Bodhi shook his head and said, "If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan." ”

"it, I've been putting up with it for too long!" Chi You scolded angrily, his angry gaze swept to the surrounding immortals one by one, and said, "I want to kill the thirty-three heavens, are you willing to go with you?" ”

There was silence, a terrible silence.

But there are always people who are willing to step up.

Yu Yan stood up from the crowd and said, "I'll go!" ”

Sun Wukong held the golden hoop stick, and only highlighted one word: "Go!" ”

Chi You turned into a black light and rushed into the sky, followed by Yu Gang and Sun Wukong.

And after the three of them, more and more immortals followed them and rushed out.

Subodhi looked at this scene with sadness on his face.

Impulsiveness is the devil, but there are always some people who never give up the devil in their hearts for the sake of freedom.

Burning the lamp emerged from the void, looking at these guys who tried to resist him, he shook his head as if he was a little sorry, and without any extra nonsense, he stretched out a finger to cut through the space in front of him and threw them all in.

The immortals did not have the slightest power to resist, and were thrown into the spatial rift.

……

It was pitch black all around, and all consciousness was stripped away.

Familiar faces floated in front of Dayi's eyes, Dayi's eyes were blank, looking at the familiar faces in front of him a little helplessly, he reached out to grab it, and a handsome man appeared in front of him.

This is a bald monk, the monk looked at Dayi, smiled slightly, and said, "Come back." ”

Come back?

Where to go?

Where is this?

……

There is a Pure Land Temple in Chang'an, the temple is dilapidated, and more than a dozen yellow-faced and thin-skinny monks and a half-dead old monk add some vitality to the Pure Land Temple.

"Senior brother, I dug up wild vegetables." Suddenly, a little monk came in from outside, eight or nine years old, because of the perennial lack of nutrition, so that he looked much younger than his peers.

The monk lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the little monk's arms, and said weakly: "That's the root of a tree, not a wild vegetable." ”

The little monk sighed, a little lost, he just wanted to get something to eat.

"I haven't eaten meat in many days." The monks of the Tang Dynasty ate meat.

Suddenly, a few eyes fell on the little monk, the little monk squatted on the ground, carefully peeling the dirt from the roots of the tree, he heard the sound of his throat rolling, and looked up to see the senior brothers staring at him with green eyes.

"Senior brother, are you hungry?" The little monk asked simply.

The monks nodded, nodded subconsciously, and said, "Little monk, have you ever heard of the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth?" ”

The little monk shook his head, he was picked up by the host of the Pure Land Temple, although he was a monk, but the scriptures or something, he had never been in contact, who is the King of Jizo Bodhisattva?

The monk said: "King Jizo Bodhisattva once said, I am not as good as hell, whoever goes to hell, we are one family with the Bodhisattva, and we should have the thought of a Bodhisattva." ”

The little monk seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and suddenly stood up, his little face was full of firmness, and said, "I know, senior brother, I'm going to find food for you, and if I can't find food, I won't come back." ”

The monks were stunned and opened their mouths, but they couldn't say anything about eating meat.

They have not yet reached their limits, and the deepest evil thoughts of the human heart have not been released.

The thin body of the little monk slowly disappeared from their sight.

The little monk never returned.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred years later, the Pure Land Temple gradually took on its appearance, and the original emperor built the temple, and the monks became the source of faith in the country.

Every day, there is a steady stream of people who come to offer incense, and there is no shortage of rich people in Chang'an City.

There is a Chen Xuanzang in the Pure Land Temple, who has an understanding of Buddhism beyond ordinary people, and is the successor of this session.

On this day, a vision descended from heaven and Avalokiteshvara appeared to guide the monks in practicing Mahayana Buddhism.

Chen Xuanzang is in the limelight, and the burden of learning from the scriptures has fallen on his shoulders.

Li Er bowed to him, and when Chen Xuanzang and Li Er drank the wine twisted with soil, they thought to themselves: The master obviously said that being a monk is a good errand, why was it my turn to be called by Guanyin to learn scriptures?

Guanyin Dashi appeared, Li Er worshiped himself, Chen Xuanzang felt that he seemed to have no reason not to go.

It may be nothing to offend Guanyin, but Li Er is the emperor of the world, and if you refute him, you will lose your head.

In order to make a living, I should respond.

So, Xuanzang rode a white horse, wore a robe, and traveled all the way west, opening the road of learning scriptures in the Tang Dynasty.

It is not easy to learn from the scriptures, Xuanzang has long been mentally prepared, but when he really gets on the road, he knows how difficult this road is.

The mountains that can't be climbed, the rivers that can't be crossed, the wild beasts in the mountains, the rivers are turbulent.

The white horse has been riding for half a month, and it has already slimmed out of the vest line.

Xuanzang doesn't go out of the door on weekdays, and he doesn't step out of the second door, he is more beautiful than everyone's girlfriends, where can he withstand such destruction?

In just half a month, Chen Yingjun, who used to wear a wig Saipan'an, already has a healthy wheat color and a vigorous posture when walking in the mountains.

As for people, they are all forced out.

The Buddha said cause and effect, and said reincarnation.

Xuanzang never believed in these things, saying that cause and effect is to make you think more before acting, don't do anything that you will regret later, and the word cause and effect is the culprit that exerts psychological pressure on you.

Reincarnation is too mysterious, even if Xuanzang has seen the gods, he still doesn't believe in reincarnation.

Since there is reincarnation, who was in your previous life?

How good is it to be an honest monk? has inexhaustible incense money, and in a few years, he will pay back the customs, marry one or two concubines, give birth to a bunch of fat dolls, and live for a long time.

Regardless of the karmic reincarnation of his Rausch, it is all a matter of the next life.

Late at night, Xuanzang leaned against the tree, looked at the bright starry sky, nibbled on the tasteless steamed bun in his hand, and sighed again and again.

Sometimes you have to have it, is this your own life?

There are two shocking things in the world, one is the bright starry sky that Xuanzang is looking up at the moment, the same is the lofty moral code in his heart, and now, there is one more.

The pair of green and cold wolf eyes in front of him.

Xuanzang's action of grabbing the steamed bun stopped in mid-air, and the wild wolf stared at him patiently. If it was just a competition of patience, Xuanzang felt that he must have been meditating for a longer time than this beast.

"Gollum." Is it your own Adam's apple rolling, or is it the sound of the beast?

This doesn't seem to be too important, the important thing is that Xuanzang saw the beast grinning slightly, and there was a crystal sticky saliva dripping down between his teeth.

"Help!!"

Xuanzang used all his strength to smash most of the remaining steamed buns in his hand, which happened to hit the wolf's head.

Thankfully, if Xuanzang didn't dislike this steamed bun for being too unpalatable, he wouldn't even be able to find a stone in this case.

More than half a month of survival in the wild allowed Xuanzang to run a few kilometers at great speed in a short time. Death can always stimulate a person's potential, Xuanzang ran for half an hour without stopping, until his physical energy was too exhausted, and he leaned on a big tree casually, panting.

"咴~~"

It was the scream of the white horse, in the dark mountain forest, which reached Xuanzang's ears as if it were nothing.

Xuanzang couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, without the white horse, the next road had to rely on his two legs.

More than a dozen pairs of shoes brought from Chang'an City have worn out three pairs in just half a month, and this is still the situation of riding a horse.

Xuanzang sighed again and again, he didn't have much good impression of Guanyin in his heart, and because he didn't say hello tonight, a wild wolf that suddenly broke into his world was exhausted.

Learning scriptures is Xuanzang's life, what is life? There was no turning back when the bow was opened, and there was no turning back when I looked back.

That's life.

Maybe Xuanzang shouldn't think about things that are too far away and too profound now, and he should think more about how to survive now than about the complex and changeable life.

My life is gone, so what kind of future are I talking about?

Xuanzang walked slowly, and death was like the wild wolf that had not yet succeeded, forcing him to only move forward, not backward.

All the way to the west, it is the road to learn the scriptures, it is the broad road outlined by Guanyin for him, at least there are some thoughts, some hopes.

Xuanzang didn't want to repeat the road he had walked, for not too many reasons, he just didn't want to see those beasts that almost killed him.

Xuanzang thinks that he is not a good person, but he is not a bad person, he was still kind when he was a child, when he used the firewood he cut up the mountain to exchange a golden-scaled carp from a fisherman.

Xuanzang does not deny that if he were the current one, he would definitely come up with more than a dozen ways to eat fish. But at that time, I was still very kind.

Xuanzang remembered that the fisherman watched him release the goldfish and scolded behind his back: stupid.

Isn't that it, the word kindness is directly linked to stupidity.

Saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, what's the use of saving fish?

How many fish are eaten every day? Can you save yourself?

Who let himself at that time, so ...... Stupid.

"Phew, Bah, Bah."

Xuanzang leaned on the trunk of the tree, spit out the dead leaves that fell in his mouth, picked a dog's tail grass casually, threw it into his mouth, and let the trace of bitterness spread in his mouth.

Everything is bitter first and then sweet, and if there is no bitterness, the sweetness will not be so strong.

But Xuanzang would rather light it down than risk never being able to taste it again.

This pit father's way of learning. (To be continued.) )