Stepping into the Sanhua Realm, you need to understand your own meaning, but Qin Mo has fallen into a misunderstanding, because he has already understood his own meaning, and the business.

All he needs is to master the business thoroughly, and establish a direction, and this direction is the other side, and he is the ship that carries the way, leading to the other shore.

His flower bloomed, this is a white flower, this flower has no leaves, divided into nine petals, each petal is full of different breath, like the red flower of the other side full of demonic enchantment, there is a green lotus out of the mud without staining the noble, and there is a snow lotus as pure.

"Where is the other side?" Qin Mo suddenly stood up, and when the flower on the other side above his head bloomed, the qi and blood on his body surged.

The shattered flesh began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the powerful aura was as vast as the mountains and seas, and the flowers on the other side carried all living beings.

However, Qin Mo still didn't know where the other side was, and he was a little puzzled, but this did not prevent the flowers on the other side from blooming, because the thoughts of all beings were converging, this was a flower of faith.

Qin Mo felt countless thoughts pouring into the flowers, these thoughts were very cumbersome, there were countless positives, there were countless negatives, there were joys and sorrows, there were love and hatred, there were great goods in the world, and there were great evils in the world.

It was impossible for a person to carry so many thoughts, even Qin Mo, he was not the big ship that could withstand the thoughts of all beings, so when these thoughts appeared, Qin Mo's divine soul was a little distorted.

Constantly being impacted by these thoughts, he will either become more powerful or go to ruin, with Qin Mo's current realm, it is obviously impossible to adhere to the former.

In the past, Qin Mo's business was just intentions, and most of them were hopes, but now this thought is extremely complicated, if he can't find the location of the other side, his ship will disintegrate in the sea of suffering.

"This flower is the flower of the other side, this means ......" Looking at the qiē in front of him, Kong Qiankong stood on the spot: "You, you are actually just breaking the realm!"

He was a little dumbfounded, only now did he completely understand that Qin Mo just now was already at the end of the crossbow, and there was no so-called means at all.

But now, when he felt this grandiose meaning, he was a little frightened, and suddenly he thought of a legend, a legend about the human race.

"Many businesses, you have comprehended many businesses. "There is no one in the world that is stronger than the will of all beings, Kong Qiankong did not make a move, in this broad artistic conception, the slightest carelessness, will die.

The business is indeed extremely strong, but it also needs enough strength to carry it, and since ancient times, except for the Holy Emperor of the human race, no one can carry the business.

"You say that you are a ship, a ship carrying the Tao, maybe you are not wrong, but unfortunately you are too weak. Kong Qiankong suddenly smiled, looking at the white flower on Qin Mo's head, a little sarcastic, "If you are in the realm of the Earth Emperor at this time, maybe you can really break through the realm directly and preach the Holy Emperor, but unfortunately, you are not, you are just a powerhouse in the blood exchange realm, and if you want to carry such a huge intention when you step into the realm of Sanhua, it is just self-immolation." ”

He really didn't need to be afraid, because Qin Mo's flower on the other side had already begun to tremble, and before it could show its brilliance to the world, it was about to wither.

The petals began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye, and although Qin Mo's body was half restored, it suddenly stagnated, giving birth to a thick dead qi.

Countless mixed thoughts filled his body, forming a terrifying storm of thoughts, Kong Qiankong didn't dare to approach, because he was not that ship, how big the thoughts of all beings were, he knew very well that Qin Mo wanted to carry all these thoughts alone, it was really arrogant.

Qin Mo felt as if his divine soul was about to be shattered, and it was pitch black in front of him, he didn't expect that after successfully breaking through the realm, there would be such a strict consequence.

If he can't find a way, without using his empty hands in front of Kong, this thought can devour him.

Qin Mo suddenly felt as if he had fallen into the eternal night without light, his mixed thoughts filled his soul, he felt too much, but he began to forget who he really was.

The memories overlapped, even more vague, but intermittent, not a piece of it was complete, as if he was in the sea, and he was going to pick up the needle that had fallen to the bottom of the sea.

Qin Mo was confused like a wandering soul, looking for himself in this sea, he forgot a qiē, he also remembered a qiē, but it was not his qiē, if he couldn't find himself, he would be lost here forever.

Kong Qiankong looked at Qin Mo incredulously, at this time, his body was densely covered with dead air, and the whole person was in the storm of thoughts, but the flower on the other side of his head, although it withered, did not completely wither, as if it was hanging for the last breath.

At this moment, in Qin Mo's storage bag, an inconspicuous bag opened, and a wisp of thought entered this storm of thoughts.

A drop of water fell into the sea, splashing a slight wave, and quickly calmed down again.

Qin Mo sat on this sea with empty eyes, this was a dead sea without ebbs and flows, he didn't have any thoughts, he didn't have any ideas, he was completely an empty person.

After a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes, but saw a person appear in front of him, Qin Mo asked, "Who are you?"

This is an old man, dressed in coarse linen clothes, his face is full of languidness, and his eyes are only slit, as if he will fall asleep at any moment.

"I am me. The old man replied weakly, like the laziness on his face, and he didn't want to answer at all.

"Who am I?" Qin Mo suddenly asked, he was not asking about himself, but about the old man's me.

"I am who I am. The old man said lazily.

Qin Mo's eyes were a little hollow, and he suddenly stood up, he turned around, ready to leave, he kept babbling something in his mouth, his thoughts were extremely messy, and his face was a little distorted and hideous.

"Where are you going?" the old man behind him suddenly asked.

"I'm going to find me. Qin Mo replied impatiently, and continued to chatter.

"Aren't you right here? Why are you looking for it? The old man said.

Qin Mo was shocked, turned his head and looked at the old man with a hideous face, and said coldly: "No, I lost it, I'm not here, I left me in the sea, I'm looking for me, I may never find me." ”

"But you are right in front of my eyes, why do you want to look for it?" the old man asked suddenly.

When Qin Mo heard this, his face became even more distorted, like a demon on his upper body, he suddenly came to the old man, grabbed his neck, and said, "You are talking nonsense, this is not me, I have obviously lost it, I will strangle you." ”

With a "bang", the old man's body exploded and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Qin Mo had a hideous smile on his face, and then he turned around and wanted to continue searching.

However, the old man's voice came from behind him: "Is it worth it to go far and near?"

"How are you still alive. Qin Mo turned around and was a little surprised when he saw the old man's face.

"Here I am, immortal and immortal. The old man said calmly.

"What the hell are you, what the hell are you?" Qin Mo asked with a hideous face.

"I am me. The old man's tone became lazy again, and when he raised his hand, the Dead Sea suddenly fluctuated, "Standing on this ocean of obsession of all beings, I am still me, and there is no need to find who I am." ”

Qin Mo suddenly came back to his senses, his face was no longer confused, but his eyes were still empty, he walked back, sat cross-legged in front of the old man, and asked, "Then who am I?"

"You are you. The old man still said the same thing, "You don't need to look for you." ”

This repetitive sentence made Qin Mo's heart tremble, and he suddenly thought of the past qiē, he didn't lose it, nor did it sink to the bottom of the sea, he was always here.

The moment he woke up, this Dead Sea suddenly rose and fell, setting off a monstrous wave, Qin Mo's face turned hideous again, he felt very painful, this endless sea water was endless thoughts, impacting his thoughts, as if they were going to tear him apart.

"What should I do?" Qin Mo asked painfully.

"Do nothing. The old man replied calmly.

"But I'm in pain. Qin Mo said.

"That's because you've done useless things. The old man said.

"I didn't do anything. Qin Mo said.

"Look at the undulations of the sea, is the sea moving, or is the water moving?" the old man suddenly asked.

"Is it the sea?" Qin Mo asked, but then vetoed, "No, it's the water that makes up the sea, so it's the water that's moving." ”

The old man shook his head: "None of them moved. ”

"What's moving there?" Qin Mo looked incredulous.

"It's your heart that's moving. The old man smiled and said, "Life in the world is like being in thorns, the heart does not move, people do not move, do not move, do not hurt, the heart moves, people move recklessly, there will be all kinds of pain in the world." ”

Qin Mo was shocked, he looked at the undulating sea, looked at the countless thoughts, suddenly understood, and saluted respectfully towards the old man: "Thank you for your understanding." ”

"You understand?" asked the old man.

"I don't understand. Qin Mo shook his head, but nodded again, "But I also understand." ”

The old man did not speak, he looked at the undulating sea, and found that the sea gradually calmed down, and the storm and tsunami disappeared: "But your heart does not move. ”

"That's right, my heart doesn't move. Qin Mo nodded, but asked, "Please teach your seniors, where is the other side." ”

"The other side?" the old man suddenly raised his hand, gave Qin Mo a burst of applause, and said, "Didn't you already understand what the other side was?"

Qin Mo was confused, but when he wanted to continue inquiring, the old man disappeared, leaving only a voice: "Tao is Tao, I am me, I am unique in this world." ”

This sentence was said by Qin Mo when he realized the Tao at the foot of that mountain, and at this time, after the old man realized it, he suddenly realized: "That's right, the Tao is the Tao, I am me, and my shore is the other shore." ”

Qin Mo understood this qiē, although he carried the will of all sentient beings, if his heart was not moving, then all kinds of thoughts would naturally not move, and if he did not move, there would be no suffering in this world.

If there is another shore in your heart, there is another shore everywhere, and if there is no other shore in your heart, even if you search the ends of the earth, it is in vain.

Outside, Kong Qiankong saw a scene that he will never forget for the rest of his life, the flower on the other side actually withered and bloomed, bloomed and withered, nine times in a row.

Until the last time, the flower bloomed like this, and there was no longer the slightest sense of death, and the injuries in Qin Mo's body disappeared.

When he opened his eyes, Kong Qiankong actually took two steps back, not daring to look at him......

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