Seeing that the young man was about to be swallowed by the tiger, but instead of a trace of pain and despair, the young man showed a very calm Yang Yi, and smiled at Yang Yi: "The reincarnation of life and death in the world, either for greed, or to vent resentment, or because of ignorance, like me, feed the tiger with my body, contribute myself and plant blessings for all sentient beings, why don't you have an epiphany?" ”

Seeing that Yang Yi was still looking at him with a ignorant expression, the young man smiled, and suddenly, both the human and the tiger disappeared without a trace, and then a second black and white yin and yang door appeared.

Yang Yi has not yet recovered from the seemingly real scene just now, but under his feet he involuntarily stepped through the second gate, and found himself suddenly on the mountain in winter, only to see that the ancient pines dyed with snow, cranes flying, clouds and mist between the cliffs, on a huge bluestone, sitting a Taoist wearing a plain collared robe, covered with crane clothes, crane hair and childish face, is gossiping with a young Taoist priest who burns incense: "Disciple, on this slaughtered mountain, animals have escaped, birds have no trace, and there is no business. ”

The young Taoist priest placed the sandalwood incense in the shape of a copper incense burner, took his robe and knelt down to the Taoist chief, and replied respectfully: "According to what the disciple has seen, all this is like a little snow in a red furnace, which is very elegant and harmonious. ”’

"This is the new realm that has been achieved after eliminating feelings and feelings and seeing and getting rid of the distinction and antagonism" The chief sighed, suddenly looked back at Yang Yi, who was standing still, and shouted: "Idiot, haven't you woken up yet?" ”

Yang Yi was scolded by the Taoist chief, startled, and the young Taoist priest looked at him with a smile, so that Yang Yi suddenly realized that the Taoist priest actually had the same face as himself, and suddenly felt that the square inch was in chaos, and in a trance, he felt that the bluestone under his feet began to collapse and sink, and everything in front of him disappeared, and then a third yin and yang gate appeared, and Yang Yi in the fall couldn't help himself, and fell into it again.

Entering the third Yin-Yang Gate, Yang Yi's falling figure stopped instantly, and when he looked closely, he was already in a Taoist temple with an ancient shape and the surrounding beams had been smoked by years of incense.

The middle-aged Taoist priest stayed for a while, and suddenly became ferocious, pushing the wood-carved statue of Sanqing off the altar, and then picked up an axe and slashed at one of the statues. I saw the axe flying, and after a while, the huge Buddha statue was split into pieces of firewood.

The middle-aged Taoist priest lit a fire, the flames flickered, jumped, and gradually became vigorous, driving away the biting cold in the Taoist temple.

At this moment, an old man broke in from outside the door, pointed at the middle-aged Taoist and scolded: "You are so bold, you dare to split the gods and burn the gods, this is a great rebellion!" ”

"I did this to get the spirit bones of God." The middle-aged Taoist priest said calmly while roasting the fire.

When the old man heard this, he roared again: "You want to faint! This is made of wood, where did the god bones come from? ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest slowly raised his head, clearly looked at Yang Yi, a passer-by on the side, and said, "Since it's wood, why can't you burn it for warmth!" As the so-called enlightened nature, you are the true God, why cling to the wood god in the outside world, can you understand it? ”

Although the middle-aged Taoist had three long whiskers on the side of his mouth, his eyebrows and eyes made Yang Yi seem to see himself who was close to him, and he exclaimed again, so the phantom of that scene dissipated again, and Yang Yi's body fell rapidly......

The book is brief, that Yang Yi fell into the seven Yin and Yang Gates in a row, and most of the situations he saw were related to cultivation, and he would see another "self" with almost the same appearance as himself without exception.

Just after he fell into the eighth Yin-Yang Gate, he unexpectedly found that this time he was actually in a quiet mountain path, with lush vegetation on both sides and birds chirping, which made people feel refreshed.

Climbing the stairs, Yang Yi felt that the delicacy in front of him was very familiar, as if he had lived here, when he was suspicious, Yang Yi found that he came to a towering vermilion high wall, the eaves covered with gold and brilliant glazed tiles of the majestic ancient temple, the door hung "Fayan Temple" three red gold characters, eye-catching. On both sides of the door, there are two white marble lions with angry eyes.

The ghost sent the gods, Yang Yi entered the temple gate, and saw that the Daxiong Treasure Hall in the temple was dusty, cobwebs were vertical and horizontal, the statues were all mutilated and collapsed, and the murals on the four walls were also affected by the wind and snow, and the colors were already mottled and blurred.

Looking at the decadent scene in the hall, Yang Yi felt a heartache inexplicably, and he walked around the ruins and walls with ease, and walked straight to the apse, as if he was looking for something in his heart.

When he arrived at the apse, Yang Yi saw an equally dilapidated closed room, and a seal was posted on the door. Yang Yi walked to the front of the closed room, looked left and right, and felt that he had lived in it, so he couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, pushed open the door forcefully, and faced the afterglow like a dim light, only to see an old monk who had passed away sitting on the futon for eternity.

Yang Yi looked at the monk who had passed away, his eyes moistened for no reason, and when he looked closer, he couldn't help but gasp: the appearance of the old monk was not at all different from himself.

Looking around, there is a poem written on the yellowed wall: "After five hundred years, I will cross the netherworld, and the door will be closed; After the elf is closed, it returns, and it is believed that the Zen door is not bad. ”

After reading the poem, Yang Yi realized between the lines that this poem was implying that the monk was himself five hundred years ago, and now he is revisiting his hometown five hundred years later.

Could it be that my predecessor was an enlightened monk? Yang Yi was completely blindfolded by this super shocking thought, and his heart was like knocking over a five-flavor bottle, which was a mixture of five flavors, and he couldn't tell whether it was great joy or great sorrow.

In a daze, the right hand of the monk who had been dead for 500 years was raised on his chest and had long been weathered and withered, and a cotton rope was torn off, and a vermilion wooden board suddenly fell from the wall, revealing the Buddha shrine on the wall.

In the Buddhist shrine, there is a scroll of silk silk. Yang Yi took off the scroll and unfolded it, and saw that the scroll was like a cartoon, with more than a dozen pictures of all sizes, in the picture, there were first scenes of some men and women fighting with other evil spirits that looked like ghosts, but the characters in the painting were very small and could not see their faces at all.

The last picture is a man and a woman boating on the lake, and behind it, there is a concrete forest composed of modern high-rise buildings, which can't help but make Yang Yi feel unbelievable, and the feeling of time and space confusion arises spontaneously.

Suddenly, the scroll was like a long-dormant silkworm chrysalis, silently chrysalis turned into a butterfly, turning into countless flying fragments, flying up and down in the narrow closed room. And the flesh Bodhi also seemed to have completed its mission, looking at the intact body as if it had lost its support, and in an instant it turned into a pile of fine dust and mud, singing and harmonizing with the pieces of paper, and then disappeared like fireflies on a summer night.

Looking at the disappearing self five hundred years ago and the mysterious picture scroll that seemed to be some kind of prophecy, Yang Yi was stunned and stood speechless for a long time.

Finally, a dull and long bell woke up Yang Yi, who had settled down, and he was surprised to find that the surrounding closed rooms and palaces were gone, and he was wrapped in a cloud of chaotic mist.

That's the Ninth Yin-Yang Gate!

Looking at the ninth yin and yang gate in front of him, Yang Yi was a little frightened. Because after following Li Shu'er to the rivers and lakes, intermittently, Yang Yi also listened to Li Shu'er's drunken preaching, and knew that the number of nine has a very respectful status in the five elements of yin and yang, that is: nine is the largest yang number, symbolizing the sky, according to legend, the sky is divided into nine layers, and the nine-layer sky is the highest place in the sky. The glyph of nine is transformed from the dragon-shaped totem, which is regarded as a mysterious number exclusive to the emperor, so it is revered as the "Ninety-Five Honor" and so on.

According to this, this ninth yin-yang gate should be the last yin-yang gate, but behind this extremely mysterious ninth yin-yang gate, what unexpected or even earth-shattering situation will be hidden?

Yang Yi stared blankly at the ninth yin-yang gate, his palms were full of cold sweat. And this ninth Yin Yang Gate also seems to really have some kind of terrifying power, making Zhou Zai extremely quiet, the previous situation that caused Yang Yi to fall for no reason has not happened, and everything seems to be patiently waiting for Yang Yi's choice.

Time passed one by one, Yang Yi could even hear the beating sound of his pulse, and finally, Yang Yi made up his mind and walked towards the ninth yin and yang gate step by step.

He has passed through the eight Yin and Yang Gates before, and if you think about it together, the scenes in each gate must be the real images that he has experienced in a certain life, especially the eighth gate, revealing that he was also a great virtuous monk who has attained the Tao, which also shows that he has a deep relationship with the Buddha's interpretation of the Tao, and it can even be said that he is like Tang Sanzang in the eighty-sixth edition of "Journey to the West" who accompanied him throughout his childhood, what is the reincarnation of the golden cicada, then, He was even more anxious to know what secrets would be revealed after this ninth Yin-Yang Gate.

Because, he doesn't want to ascend to immortality, nor does he want to become a Buddha, he can't live up to the beautiful and charming girl who is looking forward to in Cangzhou City, the story of Wangfu Stone may be poignant and moving, but all the lovers in this world would rather it be a beautiful legend that has never really happened.

Even if Yang Yi believes that he was a Buddha in his previous life, he will be a laity with beautiful red sleeves and incense and eyebrows in this life, not a monk in a cloth who lives the remnants of the ancient Buddha with green lights.