Wang Yifeng sat alone on the wall of the campus, confused as he was, and he didn't know what he was thinking. In the air, a looming figure in white has an otherworldly beauty.

The person who was still immersed in grief and heartache seemed to sense something, and when he looked up, he saw only a white cloud......

Is it true that people are reincarnated and reborn? If it comes at the cost of forgetting their past lives, is they still themselves in this life? What is the difference between life and death?

In the darkness, there was nothing but boundless darkness, and Wang Yifeng stood there.

Not far ahead, a woman walked slowly. It was a woman in white, and the darkness was brightened with her white clothes, and as she walked, darkness and light were also rotating with her.

Her face is clear and beautiful, ethereal and dusty, untainted, unreal, and has a dream-like feeling.

When she gets closer, she sees it more realistically, and her face is by no means human, because she is too perfect.

She walked towards Wang Yifeng with light steps. She slowly came to Wang Yifeng's approach, her hands were divided up and down, her hands were lightly pressed on her right waist, her knees were bent slightly, and she bowed her head gently, she actually saluted him, and whispered softly in her mouth: "Little girl, white fox Zixue." ”

"White Fox Zixue?" Wang Yifeng muttered to himself in confusion, but he did not have the slightest fear.

Looking at the beautiful woman in white in front of her, although she said that she was a white fox, she did not have the charm of a fox demon at all, but had a fairy-like charm.

That's right, how could such a beautiful face appear in the mortal world.

The woman in white smiled and nodded slightly.

"Where is this?" Wang Yifeng asked.

"In your dreams. ”

"We know each other?" Wang Yifeng asked suspiciously.

"I've had the privilege of seeing a real person, but I can't remember how many years. The woman in white chuckled, her voice soft, as if she was longing for a memory.

"If it's a white fox, what is Zixue?" Wang Yifeng asked again.

"Speaking of which, you gave me this name, have you really forgotten?" the woman in white looked at him and smiled.

"Purple is the highest and noble, and snow is white and flawless. In the name of Zixue, he is smart and beautiful, and he is not stained by the world. He spoke unconsciously.

"Do you remember?" the woman in white heard this, and her eyes showed surprise.

"It's just that I suddenly have a very familiar feeling, but my mind is a chaos, and it feels like there are a lot of things in it, but I can't remember anything. Wang Yifeng shook his head silently.

"Being able to re-enter reincarnation is already the mercy of the Dao Ancestor, and the memory of the previous life is not so easy to remember. ”

"Is that dream really my past life?" Wang Yifeng confirmed suspiciously.

The woman in white nodded slightly, but she didn't smile again. "I don't want it to be just a dream. ”

"Who is the woman in white who is frozen in ice?" Wang Yifeng's figure trembled. There is excitement, but also heartache.

The woman in white shook her head. "Since I can re-enter samsara, I think I will practice again. Someday, you don't need to be remembered. ”

The woman in white shook her head again when she said this, her bright eyes looked at Wang Yifeng fixedly, her teeth opened lightly, and her eyes were complicated: "Thousands of years have passed, I hope that scene will not be repeated again." ”

Wang Yifeng was even more puzzled when he heard this, but before he could ask again, the white-clothed figure had slowly disappeared into the darkness, as if it had never appeared......

A temple, but there is not a single Buddha statue.

In a grass room, a twelve or thirteen-year-old child sits cross-legged on top of the grass ball with his eyes closed, and an old monk with white eyebrows is listening with his hands down.

I didn't see the child speak, but a voice came out: "The era of the end of the Dharma has passed, but we still have this last calamity." This cause was planted dozens of times ago, but now, it is about to bear fruit. ”

"Is it good or evil?" asked the white-eyed old monk.

"Good and evil are unpredictable. The cultivators have already entered the world, and we can't wait for it. ”

"Yes, I'll check it out. The white-eyed old monk finished speaking, and seeing that no more voices came out, he walked out of the room with light steps.

After exiting the grass house, the white-eyed old monk folded his hands and bowed deeply to the grass house, and then flashed and came to a golden hall.

In the main hall, there were already five strange-looking old monks waiting.

At this time, the six old monks gathered, and the Chi Ran at the top was the white-eyed old monk.

The white-eyed old monk glanced at the five people and said: "I don't have a Buddhist temple as the head of all temples, this matter is about us, but also about all living beings in the world, and you can't be underestimated." ”

"Now, the stars have long since changed, time has passed, things are not people, and the memories of the past life are not so easy to awaken. A round-faced smiling old monk said.

"As long as he doesn't touch that line, it doesn't matter. An old monk closed his eyes in contemplation.

"What if he really embarks on this path?" said an old monk with a sad face.

"I have no Buddha temple and there has never been a Buddha dharma, but you and I are both Buddhas. In the face of that evil, the Buddha is the angry-eyed Vajra! A long-faced old monk with angry eyes said.

"Well, if so, then let him be saved. An old monk with a sad face said.

These five strange old monks with different forms are the five Buddhaless monks who have been enlightened for many years and are famous all over the world.

"Which junior brother, would like to go down the mountain to the mortal world, find that young man, and see what to do?"

"Senior brother, I would like to go. The round-faced old monk smiled and spoke.

"I'm willing to go!" said the long-faced and angry-eyed old monk. The other three old monks were speechless.

Seeing this, the white-eyed old monk spoke again: "Senior Brother Du Er is too strong, Senior Brother Du Yuan is too good, I am afraid it will be difficult for the two of you to go to a conclusion." In this way, let's ask Senior Brother Duzhi to work hard too. ”

"Respect Senior Brother's Decree. The old monk who had been meditating with his eyes closed and the three old monks of Du Yuan and Du Er spoke together.

Soon after, the three old monks descended the mountain together. Emei Golden Peak, at the foot of the mountain:

"The world is big, the sea of people is vast, but the young man has no trace to be found, and it's not bad to have a play. The round-faced old monk smiled and spoke.

"It just so happens that you can also choose someone destined for my Buddha Temple. The old monk Du Zhi, who closed his eyes and pondered, said.

"Hmph, senior brother has already taught, that young man should be in the east. I'll go first, and you'll do it yourself. The long-faced and angry old monk said a word, and disappeared.

"From west to east, how far away. In that case, then you and I will go our separate ways, and we will do it for a period of five years. After the old monk Du Zhi closed his eyes and made Chen Si like a word, he disappeared without a trace after just two flashes.

"Hey, if it's all like that, then there's no fun in life. The round-faced old monk was still smiling.

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