Not dead.

This is stronger than the worst-case scenario that Li Xingyuan expected.

He struggled to open his swollen eyes to see his surroundings clearly, he could feel as if every inch of his bones had been broken, there was a humming sound in the room, like some kind of monotonous binary ballad, and his mind slowly continued, finally giving him the ability to think about something complicated—like where was himself? What happened?

Choosing to jump off the viaduct is also a last resort, even if it is a dragonfly cut in hand, he is not the opponent of a Jindan level monk - they have completed the detachment by embedding the alloy Dan nuclear reactor in their own body, through a certain circuit of aura and electricity mutual conversion, they have completed the perfect self-consistency of technology and aura, when a monk completes this process, they are almost completely out of the dependence on the aura of the outside world, and become a real super monster, and the conventional firepower will be completely ineffective in the face of them.

Of course, if you want to die beautifully, it is not impossible to live two tricks with the other party, but Li Xingyuan's purpose is not to die, but to live.

As long as you live, there will always be hope for a turnaround.

Without any special reinforcement in this regard, the limit height of human diving is about 40 meters, and Li Xingyuan was on the cross-sea viaduct leading to the port area at that time, and the height of the bridge deck was about 52 meters - in all fairness, even if Li Xingyuan had tried his best to fall into the water vertically, the chances of survival were still not high.

However, there are still miracles, for example, now, Li Xingyuan only broke two legs, a large area of contusions, fractures, internal organs did not rupture under the efforts of Hua Tuo Spider, he fainted in the water of Tokyo Bay, should have sunk and drowned, and disappeared into the steady and rippling waters of Tokyo Bay with those who were thrown down by Japanese gangsters in the 20th century.

But someone saved him.

"Donor." A calm voice of electronic synthesis came from the side, and the monk who had completed the complete cyber transformation of his whole body put one hand on his chest and saluted, and the other hand hung on the ground, stroking a spider whose internal nanorobots had been completely consumed, under the caress of the monk, the spider was quickly refilled with red light, and the monk raised his hand and re-installed the Huatuo spider on Li Xingyuan's body: "I said, you and my Buddha are destined." ”

It was the Buddhist practitioner that Li Xingyuan had seen in the hotel.

As Hua Tuo's nanobot penetrated into Li Xingyuan's body again, he could feel that the broken bones inside him were being pressed back into place little by little, and the blood vessels were being stitched up one by one, his swollen eyes began to swell a little, and he could see his surroundings more clearly—it was a dim and strange room, and countless nerve notochords were connected from the body of the monk in front of him, and those nerve notochords spread out from the back of the monk like a peacock opening the screen. It is then connected to dozens of displays around it.

Countless characters were accumulating on the monitor, and sometimes some strange patterns suddenly flashed, such as eyes or hearts, but those things quickly disappeared into the torrent of data, staring at the blue and white picture on the monitor, as if he could feel the logical tide and the trickle of data surging in it, all the light was aimed at the monk himself, so that his body full of science and technology exuded a certain kind of sage-like light.

Li Xingyuan's black box was put aside, which made Li Xingyuan feel a little kind, after all, when he fell into the water, in order to prevent himself from being killed by the gravity of the black box, he threw the black box out, but he didn't expect it to return to his side.

His eyes circled around the room, and Li Xingyuan's eyes returned to the monk's body.

"You saved me?"

The monk moved his metal skull, and only a scarlet independent electron on his face poked in front of him, observing Li Xingyuan.

"Interesting question, what is me?"

"Who am I? Who am I not? I am a personality matrix, an overlap of a composite soul and consciousness, who am I? I'm a monk? Is it a walker? Is it a bodhisattva? Is it the Buddha? Is it the cicada? Is it sobbing? Is it a whole bunch of running flamingos? A unicorn who wants to turn into a horse? Am I a delusion? Am I the Enlightened One? Am I all the beings of the six realms? ”

It would be interesting to have the guy who said yesterday not to answer the question with a question come and meet the current monk.

The monk finally folded his hands and said.

"It's me."

This is probably answering Li Xingyuan's question at the beginning.

"And where are we now?"

"In the place of return, in the place of coming, in the empty place, in the place of calamity, in the place of entrapment, in the place of liberation, in the immeasurable time, in the moment of thought."

The monk's answer was just as puzzling.

Li Xingyuan now has a bit of a headache, he suspects that the Infinite Bit Van Wei Buddha has gone completely crazy, even the monks who have connected to his thinking network with him are also crazy, and now the entire Infinite Bit Van Buddha is a runaway AI lurking in human society, and it may be ready to blow up the already terrible modern society at any time.

But in the end, the monk gave the answer.

"On Mount Meru."

"What?"

Li Xingyuan didn't expect to get such an answer.

"Bhikkhus, half of Mount Meru, forty-two thousand in the middle of ten years, there are palaces of the four heavenly kings, and on Mount Meru, there are thirty-three palaces, where the emperor lives. Thirty-three days, twice as up, and there was a night in the palace of the heavens......"

The monk began to recite some strange words again, this time as if he was reciting some kind of scripture, but before Li Xingyuan could speak, another voice sounded in the monk's body.

"Alright, let's go."

A more human voice came from the monk's body.

"Let me talk to him."

The monk folded his hands, lowered his head, and recited the immeasurable Bit Van Wei Buddha, and after a while, he raised his head again, his waist straightened, and his divine consciousness was transmitted along the notochord to the surrounding monitors, and the luster of the screen turned from innocent to golden, so that the monk in front of him was like wearing a golden robe with a solemn appearance, and the speed of code flow became slower and heavier, and the monk looked at Li Xingyuan, and the feeling he gave Li Xingyuan just now was completely different.

If the previous monk was a monk who fell into obsessive obsession, now he is the first seat of scripture that has achieved something and has nothing to worry about.

"Mount Meru is just a name, and any place can be called Mount Meru."

The monk said in a clear, completely different voice than before.

"And this Mount Meru is a cryonics storage measure before the great rupture, called Mount Meru."