The two extreme divine lights, one red and one yellow, were thrown into Guan Mingyu's cave sky.

A huge attraction came from it, and the evil flowers that were as red as blood were withering rapidly, and the blood color of the vast sea of flowers was fading, and gradually only patches of withered remnants remained.

The murmur of the murmur river seemed to have absorbed all the filth and filth as well, and flowed slowly, turning into a clear spring through the cave.

In the deepest part of the cave sky, time and space are constantly oscillating, and the two forces are constantly entangled, fusing into a new force.

In the deepest part of the cave heaven, a huge gate was formed, towering in the very center of heaven and earth.

This door can cover the cause and effect of the past world, and can awaken the memory of a hundred lifetimes, representing all the death and rebirth of the cave sky.

"A few times to be born, a few times to die, forever and now...... Since I stepped on the path of Nirvana, I have realized that life and death are empty......"

At the end of reincarnation, this long Buddha sings, as if it has existed here since ancient times, melodious and far-reaching, gently and mightily in the cave sky.

"The line is empty, the sitting is empty, the silence and movement are all empty, and the white blade is on the head, like a sharp sword cutting the spring breeze ......"

The song of the Buddha echoes in the heart, rising without roots and with nowhere to end.

But the sound of this Zen chanting seemed to sound in his heart, which made him have a deeper understanding of the cycle of life and death.

The evolution of life and death, the anxiety of light and darkness, the flourishing and withering are accompanied, forgetting and memory are entangled, and the cycle of life is staged.

"It is rumored that in the midst of reincarnation, there is Jizo Bodhisattva in charge, is this Zen chanting the Tao fruit of Jizo Bodhisattva?"

The Immortal Monarch descended on the projection of the heavens and all worlds, comprehended the way of the heavens, and then attributed all the laws to the Dao, and finally condensed the fruit of the Great Dao.

And the Tao is the transcendence of everything, itself is the eternal and unique of the heavens and all worlds, but the heavens and all the worlds are everywhere, and it is not strange that there are projections in any world.

"If that's the case, it's even more strange than I thought. ”

Even in the reincarnation opened up by himself, there is also the chanting voice of Jizo Bodhisattva, a Buddhist celestial, this terrifying realm makes Guan Mingyu's heart yearn for it.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much, reincarnation is the transformation of the earth mother, and it is impossible for the Bodhisattva of the Earth to engrave the sound of the Great Dao in it, unless the Buddha reopens the heavens and the outer heavens. ”

"And the Jizo Bodhisattva has also returned in the primeval world, and reincarnation is now in charge of the Daomo Patriarch, maybe I think too much. ”

Hou Tu Niang Niang is a real body into creation, incarnate reincarnation, and reincarnation also entrusts her merits, not to mention the Bodhisattva of the earth, even the Buddha dare not touch.

He sighed, and his thoughts came out, projecting towards the depths of the cave.

After feeling the breath of the river of Huangquan and the sea of flowers on the other side, although he only reopened the reincarnation with a trace of breath, Guan Mingyu still gained a very profound understanding.

He stretched out his hand, and a white mist flashed out of his hand.

Like immortal energy, and like death qi, it gives people an extremely ridiculous and superb feeling, the breath of life and the breath of death are intertwined, life and death are balanced, and the two are entangled in the sky.

The two breaths come side by side, one moment makes people feel like they are in heaven, like a spring breeze, and the other time they feel as if they are in hell, eerie and scary.

Whenever darkness flashes, the breath of life swells out and turns it into a place of life, and whenever there is light, there is an endless breath of death that consumes all life.

Light and darkness alternate, life and death rotate.

Guan Mingyu raised his hand, and on the palm of his hand, a flower grew rapidly, and it experienced a lifetime in just a few breaths, from the flower bones to blooming, withering, and then turning into ashes, and one breath was like three autumns.

"The extreme realm of death is life, return to the original appearance. ”

He sighed, and endless immortal yuan poured into the drifting dust.

Gradually, a trace of greenery emerged in the ashes, becoming clearer and deeper, and in Guan Mingyu's sight, the ashes reversed and grew back into a flower, as if the foreground reappeared.

It seemed simple, but he couldn't hold on anymore, and with a flick of his wrist, this endless divine light sprinkled and collapsed in his hand.

"Hey, I just realized this kind of artistic conception, but after all, my strength is not enough, and the reincarnation consumption of a flower is so large. ”

The endless power retreats into reincarnation, emitting a purer light, evolving into a true reincarnation, bringing new life to this world.

Guan Mingyu waved his hand again and walked forward.

"Pre-Life Mirror?"

Looking at the stone tablet engraved with the word reincarnation, the word reincarnation on it gradually disappeared.

It is rumored that when light and darkness alternate, the "Mirror of Past Life" is as bright and luminous as a mirror, and quickly flashes a series of shadows, representing the memories of past lives.

"I have already seen the past in the Zhuxian World and understood my true heart, how can I be stopped here?"

Xianyuan tore open this area, and in front of Guan Mingyu's eyes, a new world appeared, and the sky was incomparably blue, as crystal clear as peerless blue jade.

The flowers are fragrant, the grass is green, the fragrance is refreshing, and the plants and trees are all landscapes.

In this fairyland-like world, the birdsong is graceful and listening, like a beautiful music, and the tinkling of the flowing stream in the distance is also like a cheerful beating note.

The tall snow maple trees are lush and green, and the branches and leaves are dotted with countless snow-white petals, like snowflakes blooming in this hot summer.

In front of him, rows and rows of tall tombstones stood in front of him.

Patches of tombs exude a piercing luster, projected into Guan Mingyu's cave sky.

He is like Zhou Peeling, devouring different Dao with the Cave Heaven and embracing all powers.

The seed of this perfect world, the cemetery that absorbed all the true spirits of the immortals, was not let go by him.

Walking through this cemetery, Guan Mingyu looked at the two treasures in front of him and gently stretched out his hand.

Before the fall of the god of time and space, he used his life to refine three of the most proud works, the key of time and the cone of space, and the third was the pagoda of time and space that represented his power.

The Pagoda of Time and Space is the evening drum and morning bell in front of you.

It is rumored that the Dusk Drum and Morning Bell can travel through time and space, but the person concerned is like a passerby, and he can't do anything at will.

Like a dream empty flower, like a dream of Nanke, in the long river of time and space, there is no drop of waves, you can witness, but you can't participate.

"When ......"

Maybe he felt something, a long bell remembered in this space, and the sound was endless, making him feel like an initiation, and his heart was clear.

He felt something in his heart, this was the bell from the heart, and it was also the embodiment of the Tao of the God of time and space, and an indescribable feeling surged in his heart.

The tide rises and falls, the clouds roll up, the grass and trees wither, the stars are disillusioned, and everything in the world is like this.

Prosperity to the extreme, and then return to the origin, the cycle of birth, old age, sickness and death, burying all the rise and fall of honor and disgrace.

This is the timeline of all living beings, and even oneself can only struggle here, trying in vain to break out of this sea of suffering.

"When ......"

Then the bell sounded, and the drum beat melodiously, although it was not very vast, but it pointed directly to the hearts of the people, like a deafening heavenly sound.

In the midst of the bells and drums, countless rays of light slowly burst out, like ripples, and the void shattered, leaving only a dead silence.

"It turns out that the way of time in the world of the Divine Tomb is like this. ”

In his sight, a river flowing with a faint glow stretched forward, flowing through countless worlds, taking everything that entered it, and even the Immortal Monarch could not get out of it.

"This is the ...... of time"

"I really touched the river of time. ”

Guan Mingyu stretched out his hand a little, and in the trembling of the bell and drum, the power of origin he carried was devoured by him, and then turned into a new understanding.

He raised his hand again, and the blood-colored flowers bloomed and decayed with his thoughts, and the flowing clear stream still lingered, and the void continued to separate and close like a knife cutting water.

It was in full bloom at the height of splendor, but it didn't last long, and it slowly reversed into a budding bud.

They are like a cycle, repeating the change from a blooming flower to a budding bud, everything is so fresh and strange.

"That's the power of time. ”

Guan Mingyu stretched out his hand, and the power of time and space spread out, acting on himself.

He overwhelmed the world and conquered all beings, but he lost all his strength and struggled until he sank;

He was young and elegant, freshly dressed and angry, but once he lost his position and grew old in the tears of his white head;

He came from a humble background, saw through the warmth and coldness of people, and the world was hot and cold, but he was willing to come and reach the top.

......

Countless experiences flashed through his consciousness, and his thoughts were as disillusioned as if they had gone through all kinds of tribulations, like a broken candle in the bleak wind and cold rain.

The power of time is too strong, even Guan Mingyu's realm can't bear it, and the Dao heart is covered with dust.

"Since it's dusty, it's better to start over. ”

Guan Mingyu raised his head, in his heart, all the Dao was put down, and the ten thousand laws faded away, becoming a complete emptiness, without a trace.

If you don't see it, you don't know it, everything is empty.

When the divine mind weakened to the extreme, a pure obsession flashed from his heart.

The divine thoughts that were about to wither quickly expanded, and the vitality became clearer and clearer, becoming one with his primordial spirit.

In the complete void, he seemed to have forgotten everything, leaving only his own essence and spirit to merge into a Sendai, constantly changing in the void.

From a distance, it looks like a fruit in the shape of a human.