Chapter 148: Hatred is the highest, lovesickness is the most bitter

The blessed land of cactus is in harmony with the spiritual mountain vein, protecting the feng shui of a place, blessing the living beings of one side, giving birth to a world of creation, and having great merit and great merit.

Because when the Immortal Dao was created, it borrowed from many Shinto systems, as the first realm of the Immortal Dao, the earth immortal real person was like the master god of the realm, and the root avenue was as immovable as a mountain.

Tianxian established the cave sky, went through the stage of the creation of the earth immortal grass, and came to the era of the heavenly immortals, at this time the theory of the immortal road has been very rich, with its own program and goals, no longer rooted in one place, but the pursuit of leisure.

Tianxian Dao people are the most free and leisurely, the upper can travel to the Great Luo Tian, and the lower can project the Wanfang realm, no longer limited to a time, a place, an emptiness, a universe, a universe, everywhere.

The cave is contained in a knot, or for the palm, or for the eye, or for the five organs, or for the spiritual platform, all kinds of differences, the body and mind are one, and the wandering is too empty, meticulous.

After being at ease, it was immortal, and the concept system of the two saints of the West was introduced, and the third realm of the Immortal Dao - Golden Immortal was born.

As the saying goes, a flower is a world, and a leaf is the same.

The Buddha sits in the big lotus flower of a thousand leaves, incarnates a thousand Buddhas, and lives in the world of a thousand leaves, in which the Buddha of each leaf world incarnates tens of billions of Buddhas, sitting under the Bodhi tree, which is incredible.

For example, the three thousand worlds, all the plants and trees, the forests, the rice, the hemp, the bamboo and the reeds, and the dust of the mountains and rocks. One thing, one number, one Ganges. One Ganges sand, one sand and one boundary. Within a realm, one in the dust. Within a catastrophe, the amount of dust accumulated will be full of catastrophe.

In this way: immortal calamity, immortal golden immortal.

The Golden Immortal can be the dust micro-universe, particle space-time, or the infinite universe, the three thousand worlds.

These are quantitative changes, and the real core lies in quality and immortality.

Where your body is located, it is the dojo, and the dojo is established, it is the fairy realm, the immortal realm is immortal, and it will last forever.

Although Shen Gongbao's mana is humble, he already has such a realm, and he can't evolve the real universe, but he can make a fuss in the dust world, make a dojo in the snail shell, and rely on a little true spirit particle to evolve illusory, love and hate, and open up the sky of hatred to prove his own way.

Thirty-three layers of heaven, the highest from the hatred of the sky; Four hundred and forty diseases, lovesickness is the most bitter.

Away from the hatred of the sky and the catastrophe, the sea of sorrow and sorrow.

All the seven emotions and six desires, the three poisons and the nine difficulties, circulate in every way, turn into rolling red dust, surging the sea of suffering, and be at ease with the Heavenly Demon Lord.

Although the particles are small, they can accommodate immeasurable emotions.

The universe is not big, and everything is complete.

True and false, false and true, too illusory, practice fake becomes true.

Now it is illusory, because Shen Gongbao has the name of Jin Xian, but there is no reality of Jin Xian.

He is full of names and realities, he is the leader of the sect in the world, the fake is also true, the real is also false, all love and hatred, red dust stories, the sinking of the bitter sea, chatting about strange things, ghost stories, all kinds of life, bizarre, all in it.

This kind of change, just like the storyteller, the mouth of the good deed, the infinite growth, countless nouns, countless definitions, creating one unreachable number after another, but after all, it is illusory, and it cannot withstand the smallest elementary particle of the real universe.

Moreover, the golden immortal broke the confinement in it and turned into a bridge between reality and illusion, running through all time and space, true and false, false and true.

This is the way of union.

All is in the Word, and everything is joined by the Word.

"Some people say that love is the most fake, no light, no weight, nothing."

"There are also people whose true feelings are the heaviest, as heavy as Mount Tai, which can make people crazy and destroy the world."

Shen Gongbao quietly turned a page of the book, smiled slightly, and said: "Love is true and false, what is more suitable than love to carry the illusion of truth." ”

"No matter how mysterious the immortal material, no matter how hard the divine gold, it can't compare to the bitter sea brewed by a trace of love."

The Nine Innate Dao texts shine brightly, blooming with the light of their own bodies, engraved with illusory laws, and turned into the most fundamental code of the world, imprinted in the deepest depths.

Calamity, luck, decline, difficulty, disaster, blessing, disaster, end, the eight characters are derived, intertwined and scattered, and the last bitter word evolves, forming a vast bitter sea fruit.

In the sea of suffering, there are calamities and tribulations, fate and death, laying all the foundations, in which all beings taste the bitter fruits, evolve love and hatred, life and death, and all kinds of stories.

However, they can't escape the eight sufferings.

A lifetime of suffering, two old suffering, three illnesses, four deaths, five can't be bitter, six grievances and hatreds will be bitter, seven love and parting suffering, and eight suffering.

From birth to death, the last life is still bitter, the next life is still bitter, the temporary joy is only a process of suffering evolution, endless, reincarnation, darkness and depth, there is no hope.

Only at the bottom of the sea of suffering, in the darkest hell, there is a Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth who recites the scriptures, shows compassion on his face, and makes a great wish: "All sentient beings are exhausted, and Bodhi is proven, and the hell is not empty, and he vows not to become a Buddha." ”

And at the top of the particle universe, there is the heavenly realm piled up without desire, and the highest part of the heavenly realm is the golden emperor who is away from the hatred of the sky, and the avenue in the middle of the hatred of the sky has not changed for eternity, and his expression is cold, holding the heavenly strip, looking down on the two realms of lust.

Desire Realm: Hell, hungry ghosts, animals, Shura, the world and the six desires of the heavens, in this world, the three corpses of all living beings have not been beheaded, and the six desires are inexhaustible.

Color world: color is color quality, inhabited by gods and immortals, although pure, but, after all, the three poisons have not been eradicated, and there is still a risk of being beaten down by the Golden Emperor.

Colorless Realm: Away from hatred of the sky, the Taishang forgets his feelings, the three corpses have been beheaded, the six desires have been destroyed, the unity of heaven and man, and the eternal immortality.

These three realms are the Dao system of Shen Gongbao, using his own Dao fruit to evolve feelings and suffering, stirring the heart, and perceiving the heartstrings, as if he was the Great Freedom Heavenly Demon Lord.

The congenital calamity is a sea of suffering, and the acquired catastrophe turns into feelings.

For this path, Shen Gongbao is very satisfied, and it fits his image of a declining god very well.

Only by having insight into the psychology of others can we persuade, and only by being anxious about what others are anxious about and thinking about what others think, can we impress the other party.

Only by thinking about others wholeheartedly will others follow Shen Gongbao into the Great Tribulation of the Gods.

The Flood Wilderness is not a rigid mechanical game, each immortal is not an NPC, he has his own ideas and thoughts, and only by learning to integrate into them can he become his own person.

Sincerity is nirvana.

"Extract countless love threads and weave them into an emotional mask."

"Only if you have deceived yourself can you deceive others, three thousand avenues, acting skills are respected."

"Don't look at rhetoric, look at actual actions."

Shen Gongbao whispered softly, looked at the world, but sighed: "It's still a little close, it's still a little bit of true affection." ”

However, it is a pity that none of the dozens of pairs of immortals who have fallen into the world have passed the test of love robbery, and none of them have experienced sincerity for sincerity.

The pair that insisted on the longest last, after digging wild vegetables for ten years and living in a cold kiln for ten years, finally collapsed and chose to give up.

"Go to special love, I just want to make money now!"

"The old lady wants to go back to heaven, this broken day, who loves whoever lives!"

The immortals finally discovered that compared to the human world, the bitterness of the heavenly court is nothing, it is simply pediatric, no wonder the human world is called the sea of bitterness.

It is no wonder that the Golden Emperor will be demoted to the mortal world as one of the greatest punishments.

The world is really too bitter!

The immortals returned to Heaven with tears in their eyes, waiting for them to be demoted, confined, or punished...... After all, the catastrophe is over.

"Tsk, thirty-three love tribulations, there is no true love."

"It's really a shit fairy love."

Shen Gongbao scolded secretly, walked towards the mouth of the human river, and muttered: "At the critical moment, it depends on Yang Tianyou and his wife." ”

"It's cold, let's come out on the ten days to bask in the earth."

……

With the return of the tribulation immortals to the heavenly court, they overwhelmed the last batch of voices, and the prestige of the Golden Emperor rose again, so that the gods were about to forget that there were two emperors, the Eastern Qingzun and the Northern Black Lord.

Dongfang Qingzun and the black lord of the north are as interesting as ever, and they are still looking at the golden emperor with the head of the horse, so that the status of the golden emperor rises without limits, not the emperor of heaven, but it is better than the emperor of heaven.

It is rumored that when the Golden Emperor returns to the heavenly court, it will be the beginning of his enthronement ceremony.

The second generation of Heavenly Emperors is about to be born, and the most uncomfortable thing is not others, but the ten princes of the former dynasty.

If the Jin Emperor had not ascended the throne, they would still be the crown princes of the previous dynasty, enjoying a certain amount of honor, and they could form gangs and factions to occupy a place in the heavenly court.

But once the Golden Emperor becomes the second generation of Heavenly Emperor, then the situation will be completely different, and they, the princes, will become the remnants of the previous dynasty, and everyone will avoid them.

Once the second generation of Heavenly Emperor has a new crown prince, he will even stabilize his foundation to eradicate these eyesoretic guys, showing that he is the enemy of Heavenly Court.

Although there was no god who made irresponsible remarks in front of the tenth prince, invisibly, that gaze was enough to drive any of them crazy.

"Big brother, we can't wait any longer!"

The Ninth Prince was indignant and said: "If we don't get our father back, the remnants of the Emperor of Heaven will be exhausted, and we are doomed." ”

"That's right, the ninth brother is right."

Several other princes chimed in: "For today's plan, only we will go to our father in person, and the other gods are no longer reliable." ”

"I haven't heard a little from my father for so many years, and I don't know how many times I've been reincarnated."

The eldest prince looked silent, and there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart, but after all, he couldn't resist the persuasion of his younger brothers, and the atmosphere in the Heavenly Palace had become more and more tense recently, which made him feel a trace of danger.

In the end, the eldest prince clapped his hand and said: "The sun shines on all the terracotta, and you turn into a golden crow to survey the sky and illuminate every inch of the world with your own light." ”

"I don't believe that there are places in the world where the sun can't shine!"

"Big Brother Shengming!"

"Not bad."

The other princes were overjoyed and finally waited for this day.

The eldest prince waved his hand and said with a solemn expression: "In addition to looking for the traces of your father, you also have to find the reincarnation of Emperor Xudu, and take the opportunity to eradicate it, so that he can't have a chance to awaken, and let him sink forever." ”

"The ten of us are divided into five groups, two in a group, one is looking for the emperor, and the other is chasing and killing Xudu."

"Yes!" Several princes obeyed

"Big brother, why don't we let ten brothers go together." Some princes were puzzled and asked: "There are only two at a time, which is too inefficient and time-consuming." ”

"It's better for the ten of us to go out together, so that the light will shine on the earth, and we can find our father and emperor earlier."

"No way!"

The eldest prince shook his head and said: "The Three Realms are fragile, there can only be one sun, and the two golden crows are like summer, which is already the limit of what they can bear." ”

"If we go out together in ten days, the Three Realms will be destroyed in one fell swoop."

"If it's ruined, it's ruined." The prince said indifferently: "Today's Three Realms is not our home, and the Emperor of Heaven is almost no longer our family, why do you have so many scruples." ”

"That's right, that's right!"

Many Golden Crow princes were amazed, and they always had this idea in their hearts.

Since the Heavenly Court is not ours, then why are you still guarding the Three Realms, it is not our thing.

"Shut up!"

The eldest prince scolded: "Who said that Heavenly Court is not our home, as long as my father returns, then the Three Realms will remain the same, and everything will be in order." ”

"If you act without permission, not only will you damage the prestige of your father, but also give the Golden Emperor an excuse to attack."

As soon as the word Golden Emperor came out, the scorching Great Sun Temple suddenly calmed down a little.

They really can't fight against the Golden Emperor, so they have to find the reincarnation of the Red Emperor, if they let the Golden Emperor attack in advance, then it will be too late.

The Nine Golden Crows finally shut up, and then according to the order, they were divided into five groups and took turns to survey the sky.

Since then, two suns have appeared in the sky of the Three Realms, and the temperature has risen sharply, reaching the height of summer, which is summer all year round, and there is a large loss of water, and some water sources begin to dry up.

However, fortunately, there are countless great powers in the world, and hundreds of ethnic groups have produced talents in large numbers, exerting various magical powers, and they have not caused a big disaster after all.

Above the Heavenly Court, many innate gods knew about the actions of the Ten Princes, but they did not stop them, because they were looking for the Red Emperor.

In case the Red Emperor did not die, in case the Red Emperor returned.

Many gods have such luck in their hearts, and they simply turn a blind eye.

"There is no two days, there are no two days!"

Among the human race, the white-haired man Wang Xia Qi looked up at the sky, his eyes were full of complicated colors, the bow and arrow in his hand were ready to fire, and the ten golden feathers were shining.

However, he didn't shoot in the end.

On the one hand, since the beginning of the wilderness, the human race has respected the gods and sacrificed to the wind, even if he is the king of people, if he wants to shoot the gods, he must consider carefully.

On the other hand, the human race has not reached the moment of life and death after all, and it cannot be easily warned.

After all, the bow and arrow given by the Golden Emperor were ten, and there were only two suns in the sky, so the number was not matched.

It's just summer all year round, and the human race can endure it any longer.

"Unless they go out in ten days...... I wish that day didn't come. ”

The human king Xia Qi muttered, and after being silent for a long time, he finally issued the last human king order in his life to the four seas and eight desolations: "Select the first archer of the human race." ”

"If there is an outstanding one, I will pass on to him the throne of the king of men!"

As soon as the news came out, the entire human race shook, and countless human immortals boiled, setting off a craze for practicing bows and arrows.

This craze swept the world and soon arrived at the mouth of the Guanjiang River.

"Yang Jian, do you want to practice bows and arrows!"

The teenagers of the same age shouted loudly

"No, I'm going to read books, learn spells, defeat that damn monkey, and save my mother!"

Xiao Yang Jian under the willow tree waved his hand, staring at "Eight or Nine Xuangong".

Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is victorious in a hundred battles, only by learning the eight or nine Xuangong can you find the weakness of Wuzhiqi.

However, he gave up the martial arts of human immortals, gave up playing with his peers to learn bows and arrows, and devoted himself to the eight or nine Xuangong.

But for ten years, he didn't realize anything.

"Does this broken book really work?"

Yang Jian was so angry that he wanted to smash it, but he was reluctant after all, after all, it was the hope of rescuing his mother.

"Can't throw it, can't throw it away."

Suddenly, a lazy voice sounded, and he said with a smile: "This is a wordless heavenly book, and it can be understood by the heart." ”

"Who is you?!"

Yang Jian jumped up suddenly, with a vigilant face, and opened his bow left and right, ready to attack.

The visitor stroked his beard and smiled, his robe flew, and said leisurely: "Poor Dao Yuquan Mountain Yuding is also a real person." ”

(End of chapter)