Waking up from a dream is like a knife. Lonely kills.

The enlightened are self-conscious. What about consciousness?

The living are self-stupefied, suffering from perception and happy to perceive. Relatively. There is no joy, there is no suffering. Let life and death be bitter.

Accessibility. Don't be burdened by external objects. I want to be quiet and peaceful. The heart is like a bodhisattva. Sex is like a Buddha. Alive, the appearance is illusory. The only thing that is real is the self-conscious activity of the moment.

Everything has a cause and effect. What is the effect, where does the cause come from, and there is no way to come. Such as the afterlife. Evolve the appearance of all beings, all kinds of appearances. I'm in phase.

Break the strings.

Another universe.

A certain plane, not now. A fly flew over an ant.

A speck of dust flew in the air. A leaf is swallowed by other life. A man is looking at the sky. Footage before time. One turned around again. Whose consciousness is dawned by various senses.

Red, or orange, this light is hidden behind the tree, and from my point of view.

As expected, outside is the color of the night, and the sky is cold. There is also a feeling of loneliness, desolation, despair, like a big stone blocking my heart, a feeling of being out of breath?

Oh! Like a black cloud pressing on the top, you can't escape the feeling of suffocation! Of course, as soon as the cold wind blows, you miss the warmth. Nothing can stop you from getting back to the warmth. That's how life is.

In the night, my eyes are not bright, and my vision is even more blurry. It's like in a dream, you can't see anything real, and even your footsteps are a little illusory.

What are the ants doing at this point?

Carrying a large empty backpack and holding a few bags, we struggled through the streets covered with thick snow. I touched my hair, I haven't washed it for more than half a month, and I feel so itchy.

This world of unfathomable darkness in the sky and snow-white not too far from the ground, only creaking sounds rippled.

We stepped on the snow at a depth of twenty or thirty centimeters.

She exhaled heavily, pulled a piece of chocolate out of her pocket, and took a bite of it.

When we stopped, the world was filled with silence again.

"I remember there was a convenience store next to the school, why didn't I walk for so long?" She swallowed the last bite of chocolate and gasped slightly. patted his slightly bulging chest.

"We still have enough food to eat for several days, so why run out at night. What if I run into those zombies?" I would like to sleep in a warm bed now, rather than be in the middle of this cold night.

But she actually thought farther than I did, saying what would happen to someone whose food was taken away by zombies or monsters or bad guys? I couldn't resist her, so we quietly came back late at night with an empty backpack and a few big bags ready to fill a lot of food.

"Squeak...... Creak...... Squeak......"

Suddenly, we heard what seemed to be someone stepping on the snow.

The sound came from around the corner of the street.

Wan Ying and I, whose faces had turned pale, held our breath and stared at the corner of the street. The street we were on was only four or five meters wide, and it was a small road between the school and the residential buildings. Just around the corner is the avenue leading to the school.

"Squeak...... Creak...... Squeak......"

The voice was drawing closer to us.

Turning around and running away, my heart was pounding, not because I was afraid of death, but because I was instinctively afraid of the unknown.

Wan Ying moved her trembling thighs, and the big bag in her hand had fallen on the snow unconsciously.

"Wait!" I whispered, grabbing Wan Ying, who was about to turn around and run away.

"Squeak...... Creak...... Squeak......"

A pair of outstretched straight hands suddenly appeared around the corner.

"Ahh

I looked at it seriously with my throat raised, and I couldn't care about Wan Ying, who had already screamed and turned to run away.

"Squeaky ......"

The owner of the two hands jumped around the corner, revealing a sideways body. Dressed in a Qing Dynasty official uniform, his hands and body are stretched out at 90 degrees.

My heart slammed into a sudden, and I was scared into a cold sweat instantly, and I turned around sharply with the big bag in my hand. The snow was so deep that I stumbled and gnawed on the snow.

"Squeaky ......"

I quickly turned my head to look at the zombie, his face was blue, his dark eyes were looking in my direction, and he shook his nose. Jump to me.

"Ahh

I swallowed my saliva in fright, and ran wildly.

"Wan Ying!" I didn't dare to turn around and shout Wan Ying's name, trying to know where she was. But he didn't expect this shout to dispel some of the fear that was pressed in his throat.

I actually looked back and saw that the zombie actually jumped more than a meter away and chased after me, only more than ten meters away from me!

"Ahh

Another universe.

"Tianshan Labyrinth!?Can they actually come out of the Tianshan Labyrinth?" The gray-robed middle-aged man who had chased out of 'Barter Town' and planned to catch Deming Soul Searching had put his hands on Xu Zhen's blood-red hair, and shouted in a shocked voice.

The woman in pink palace clothes on the side was stunned when she heard this, and exclaimed: "Coming out of the Tianshan Labyrinth? They came out of the Tianshan Labyrinth!? You're not mistaken, right?"

The gray-robed middle-aged man did not answer, but poured Xuan Qi into his hands.

Xu Zhen's blood hair and purple Xuan Qi were intertwined, and he looked a little demonic.

The gray-robed middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and his expression kept changing, sometimes showing his face, sometimes frowning.

Seeing this, the woman in the pink palace dress waved her sleeves, and suddenly a snail was thrown into the air by her. The clothes were swinging, and a stream of earth-colored Xuan Qi hit the snail in the air one after another, and suddenly, the little snail was suddenly magnified a hundred times and a thousand times.

In an instant, the three teenagers lying on the ground and the gray-robed middle-aged man were enveloped in it, along with the woman in palace clothes.

A huge snail lay motionless on its stomach in the vast grassland.

The sky was a little gloomy, perhaps the clouds in the sky were a little gloomy, blocking the sun's brilliant light.

In a few moments, the gloomy clouds in the sky suddenly erupted into a deafening cry - lightning and thunder. Fierce winds raged across the vast grasslands.

The gloomy clouds wept and cried and finally shed tears - the rain was majestic, dripping violently on countless grasses and huge snails.

Thirty million miles away, on the edge of the Yanlang region, in the Tianyi Kingdom Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Put pressure on the royal family! The Heavenly Sword Order will be issued immediately, and all the countries and forces that depend on our Tianyi Fruit must send all Xuan cultivators above the third level of the Primordial Xuan Realm to join the army to participate in the war! The time has come for us to fight to the death with the Blue Yang Kingdom. ”

An old voice was sometimes agitated, sometimes gentle and gentle.

Seven palm-sized night pearls are embedded in this small secret room. A middle-aged man of ordinary stature, with a slightly slumped back, but with thick black hair, bent his legs and half leaned against the wall.

A fat middle-aged man behind him looked puzzled and a little painful and said to the middle-aged man: "Why have we deliberately created contradictions with the Blue Yang Kingdom over the years, even to the point of launching a war of a hundred countries? ”

The middle-aged man with a slightly stiff back stretched out his legs and rubbed back and forth on the ground a few times, staring at the ground with a pair of cloudy eyes without emotion. Said slowly: "I think it's interesting." ”

The obese middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this. With a look of disbelief in his eyes, he whispered, "What?"

"Hahahaha! I'm an old bone, and the deadline is approaching, how can I toss like this. The middle-aged man suddenly straightened his back and laughed loudly, and instantly laughed again, saying a little bitterly.

The obese middle-aged man saw that the person who had always been extremely serious said such disrespectful words and gestures. His expression was already shocked. The eyes that were squeezed by a fat face and only a slit turned, and his expression suddenly became very vigilant, and he shouted loudly: "Father!?"

"Li'er, the end of the world has arrived. The black-haired middle-aged man's old voice was full of sadness.

"What?The end of the Ten Thousand Laws?" the fat middle-aged man frowned and stared at the Heavenly Sword Sect's only peerless powerhouse at the primary level of the Xuan Realm, and this powerhouse was actually full of despair!

In the entire Yanlang region, there were only a few people who had reached the upper Xuan Realm level.

What makes my father, who has always been proud of the world, so desperate!?