Chapter Ninety-Five: I Don't Know I'm Me, How Can I See Me Not Me

The yellow-clothed monk still looked at Xu Changsheng with a smile, and said softly: "Xu Daoyou, you are so vicious, you don't look like a cultivator. ”

In the face of Xu Changsheng's palm thunder, the oppression of the gods, and the majesty of the vowels of heaven and earth, this strange monk did not take half a step back, nor did he parry to deal with it, but he looked like he was smiling and ready to talk.

The thunderball burst out on him, and the acquired consciousness squeezed his body round and square, and the yellow-clothed monk not only did not feel half pain, but smiled even more happily: "It's so itchy, it's so itchy." ”

As he spoke, he took a gentle step, and even the power of the old ghost Lou Jiandong's vowel voice was only like a breeze blowing on his face and the bright moon shining on his body, and he was not affected at all.

"Not good!"

Xu Changsheng retreated sharply under his feet, swept four or five meters, and quickly distanced himself from the yellow-clothed monk.

This yellow-clothed monk with a mysterious origin is too terrifying, the thunder does not move, the attack of the acquired consciousness is ineffective, and even the power of the vowel of heaven and earth is only like a clear wind and a bright moon to him.

Ten thousand laws do not add to the body!

Xu Changsheng suspected that he had accidentally crossed over to a certain high-level plane, otherwise how could he encounter such a metamorphosis? This yellow-clothed monk is at least a boss-level figure like Lu Dongbin and Xu Jingyang, why would he appear in the 21st century?

Don't say it's yourself, even if the old madman is present, you have to talk nonsense.

He jumped and jumped to add a triple jump, and finally opened a distance of more than 100 meters, seeing that the yellow-clothed monk did not chase after him, he just breathed a sigh of relief, and saw the monk smile and suddenly took a step.

Only one step.

The distance between the two of them was narrowed to less than three feet again!

Xu Changchang sighed: "Forget it, I won't run away." Great monk, where did you get a monster? An old demon who has not come out for a thousand years? A sweeping monk? A supreme demon? Or is it an inner ghost in your grandfather and my heart? Come and come, your head has a big scar, and after eighteen years, Lao Xu is a good man again, if you want to die, you will take it!"

Since you can't run, you just can't run away. In fact, he should have understood how dangerous this yellow-clothed monk was, what an arrogant character the old ghost Lou Jiandong was, if the monk was easy to bully, he would have already taken out the sword! At this time, it is estimated that he will hide in the gourd again. Thinking of this, Xu Changsheng frantically patted Huang Laodao to get the big gourd, but unfortunately he didn't respond no matter how he shot it, and the old ghost Lou Jiandong probably wanted to admit it to the end.

The yellow-clothed monk glanced at Xu Changsheng, but did not answer, stretched out a black and thin hand from his wet sleeves, gently bent down and picked an autumn chrysanthemum from the ground, put it between his fingers, and smiled at Xu Changsheng very ambiguously~ ambiguously.

With the monk's smile, the originally gloomy sky seemed to suddenly become much brighter, and some of the flowers and plants that were beaten by the cold rain in early autumn just now suddenly straightened their waists, obviously it was gradually entering the autumn of slaughter, but suddenly became spring ~ bright.

The monk took half a step out gently, and a burst of fragrance suddenly emanated from under the black and steep feet, and a golden lotus appeared.

Under Xu Changsheng's stupid gaze, the monk walked around him as if offering a treasure, and everywhere he went, lotus was born step by step.

Xu Changsheng settled down, and only after a while did he scold the monk: "Don't pretend." You can deceive the whole world, and you don't want to deceive Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu knows, this is all an illusion!"

"Amitabha, good and good, even if you don't deceive, even if you don't deceive, even if you don't deceive, 'Duyun Dao is a friend and idiot, can you understand the taste?'"

The monk didn't get angry, as if the more he was scolded, the happier he became, and he was a ~ sadistic look, and suddenly chanted loudly: "I don't know if I'm me, how can I see that I'm not me!

"What did you say!"

As if he was suddenly struck by a sharp flash, Xu Changsheng's whole body was shocked, and he looked at the yellow-clothed monk in shock.

It's not a demon! It's not a sneaky one! It's not an inner demon! It's not an outer demon!

But this monk is by no means a living person, let alone a person of the 21st century!

What the hell is this?

I don't know that I am me, how can I see that I am not me?

Xu Changsheng's face changed, and his heart seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer one after another, and he was hooked!

"Xu Daoyou, who do you think this is?"

With a wave of the yellow-clothed monk's long sleeves, a yellow light flashed, and a strange light flashed in the rain curtain in front of him, instantly turning into a light and shadow. Among them, there are mountains and waters, grass, trees, insects, ants, and all kinds of creatures.

Xu Changsheng was stunned, this is a giant screen of several hundred inches?

There was an ant crawling rapidly in the giant screen, and the sky was cloudy, and the rain was about to fall, but this ant seemed to not see the impending danger, and still insisted on moving forward, getting farther and farther away from the ant's nest in the high places.

"Do you think this ant is very stupid?

The yellow-clothed monk smiled, his long sleeves flicked slightly, and the scene changed again. I saw a big foot following behind the ant, and with one foot, it crushed the ant's nest......

The scene began to move upwards, and it was the one who stepped on the ant nest and walked in the rain and realized it......

Then the ants hide under the young grass, their tentacles raised high, as if celebrating that they have escaped the disaster. But at this time, he also walked above the ant, and the drop of rain was crushed by the acquired god, turning into a bigger drop, smashing the grass, and the yellow ant fell into the ocean.

Fortunately, I found the poor yellow ant and rescued it, and the scene was temporarily interrupted.

"The fate of this yellow ant has long been doomed, although it has avoided your kick, but because you are trapped in the ocean, but in the end you still have to be rescued by you, so the ant is drowned is the fruit, and you save the ant is also the fruit......"

"I don't understand. ”

"For ants, such heavy rain must be flooded, even if it does not escape from the burrow, you do not step on it, this ant hole can not escape the fate of being flooded, so I say, ants are drowned is the fruit. ”

"You are equivalent to another heaven and earth for ants, more like the Lord of Creation, a thought can make it live, a thought can make it die, you move good thoughts, save ants, of course it is fruit. It's just that this fruit is not something that the ant can see, let alone predict, it is a fruit for you, and it is destiny for it!"

The yellow-clothed monk smiled faintly: "You can't see this fruit now, because you don't think from the perspective of ants, that's why the poor monk said that you 'don't know that I am me'! In this cause and effect, you don't know that you have transcended the cause and effect of the ant world." ”

"I don't know if I'm me...... In fact, in the world of ants, I am a god, an immortal, and the creator?"

"Daoyou finally realized some ......"

The yellow-clothed monk suddenly laughed and said, "But aren't you another ant?"

"I ......"

Xu Changsheng was stunned for a moment, and finally suddenly came to his senses: "I am also an ant, in front of the universe galaxy and the immortal Buddha, of course I am an ant." ”

"To be an ant is to have the consciousness of an ant, what about obsession, how to break attachment? You need to know that your vision is limited, you can't break the true attachment at all, just like an ant, that is, you can see through life and death, and if you don't dodge, you will eventually die, unless you have to save it! If you transcend the ants, and eventually regard all living beings as ants, but do not deviate from the kindness of every inch, you can save the ants in the rain, and the breaking of attachment is truly meaningful......

The yellow-clothed monk smiled and said: "Now I know that I am me, and I am not me in the future, this is called broken! Daoyou should be a down-to-earth ant now, if you can become a flying ant as soon as possible, you can get rid of the cause and effect of this rain disaster......

"Understood, understood! I'm really stupid, what kind of breaking obsessions and refining the Tao in the red dust, these are not at all what ants can think about, because they are not qualified at all! Only by transforming into a more advanced creature, divine object, and immortal object as soon as possible can I have this qualification to be distracted. Now that I am here, I should only keep my heart and work hard!"

Xu Changsheng really understood at this time why he was as strong as Lu Dongbin and only after he became enlightened did he enter the red dust to refine his heart and break his self-grasping, because Lu Dongbin had this qualification at that time!

Isn't it ridiculous that I am just a primary school student who has just entered the Dao, and I want to cultivate my mind and cultivate the Tao and seek truth in the red dust? I am afraid that in the end, if I fail to cultivate my mind, I will provoke internal and external demons, and that is a tragedy.

"Amitabha, when the Taoist friend is enlightened, the poor monk will go and ......"

The yellow-clothed monk clasped his hands together and gradually turned into a virtual shadow.

"Wait, who are you, where are you from, and where are you going now? Why help me? Monk...... No, eminent monk, old Buddha, can you leave a sentence?"

Xu Changsheng was in a hurry, what kind of monk is this, he will come when he says he will come, he will leave when he says he will go, and he will not even explain a word?

"I'm not a human, I'm not an immortal Buddha, or there is no immortal world and Buddha realm in this world at all, just one of your destined people!"

"Impossible, there is no immortal realm and Buddha realm? Where did the Eight Immortals go, where did Zhang Tianshi go, and where did your Buddha go, are they all legends?"

"It's not a legend, it's a legend ......"

The monk's final answer was the standard monk's answer.