"Why is that?"

"Although Poor Dao doesn't understand the few words in the words of Sect Master Cao, but its original meaning can still be understood, this method is both good and bad, the good thing is that it has broken a lot of life experience, so that the consciousness of the master can breathe, but the bad thing is that we can't be sure, whether it is the reincarnation of the master or the reincarnation of the emperor."

Cao An patted the gourd on his waist, "I don't know if you have heard a story, Daochang Pei?" ”

"Listen up!"

"Anyway, there is a tolerance to escort a prisoner to Beijing. The prisoner was a monk. It's a long way to go, and every morning when I wake up, I have to take stock of a few things around me. The first is the burden, which he and the monk's coils and winter clothes are all in; The second is the official document, which can only be considered to complete the task by handing over this official document to the Beijing Division; The third is the escorted monk; The fourth is yourself. ”

"I have to count every morning, the burden is there, the official documents are there, the monk is there, and I am also there, so I started to set off on the road. Day after day, there are often only the two of them walking on the remote path, and it is inevitable to make small talk. Over time, they took care of each other, and the relationship became more and more like friends. ”

Suddenly, one day, wind and rain, hunger and cold, the two of them rushed for a day and stayed in a broken temple. The monk said to the man, there is a market not far away, I will go and get you some wine, and relax today. The tolerance mind was relaxed, so he opened the shackles for the monk and let him go. ”

"When the monk came back from drinking, he bought a lot of vegetables. Tolerance was drunk and fell into a deep sleep. When the monk saw it, the opportunity had finally come. He took out the razor he had just bought from his bosom and shaved his head. Then, he took off the man's clothes, put them on himself, wrapped his monk's robe around the man, and fled overnight. ”

"I was unaware of all that was happening, and slept until three o'clock the next day. When you wake up, stretch comfortably, get ready to take inventory, and continue on your way. Touch the burden at hand, the burden is there; Look at the official document again, the official document is in; Looking for the monk, the monk can't be found. I looked inside the temple, I looked outside the temple, and I couldn't find it anywhere. ”

He scratched his scalp and thought: Where is the monk? Suddenly, he found that his head was actually light! When I looked down again, I was wearing a monk's robe, and I suddenly realized that the monk was there! ”

"The first three are there, and the fourth is to find yourself. I was looking around in the temple again, but I couldn't find myself, I couldn't figure it out, the monk was still there, where did I go? ”

Pei Hongyun smiled, "Very interesting story, the tolerance is there, the monk ran away." ”

Cao An's eyes burst into brilliance, "Yes, the monk ran away, the tolerance is there, aren't you there, Daochang Pei, don't you wake up yet?" ”

For some reason, Pei Hongyun, who saw Cao An's eyes, was stunned, only to feel that the world had changed, he was no longer in the concept of immortality, what appeared in front of him was a small village at the foot of the mountain, and what caught his eye was a slightly dilapidated thatched hut, and he was no longer a great disciple of the Immortal Concept.

It is a village man who has just ushered in the candles of his life, on the old bed, hanging the big red curtain newly bought today, hanging the word happy up and down, and the newly sewn futon, the girl is dressed in red, sitting on the bed, with a fiery red hijab on her head, and her fingers are overlapping and twisting.

"Lady!"

……

One life and one reincarnation, one life and one identity, or male or female, but here, there is no matter of Cao An, one by one strange and familiar names, appeared in Pei Hongyun's consciousness, he saw that he had experienced all kinds of lives, from birth to death, as if no matter how many lives he experienced, he could not get out of this small village under the mountain.

In his life, the only insight into the world outside the village is the rumors heard in the town, it is said that there are rivers and lakes outside, it is said that there are masters outside who fly to the sky, capture demons and subdue demons, and are high-spirited, sometimes, he also wants to go outside for a walk, but he doesn't dare, he has been told since he can remember.

The outside world is not safe, behind those wonderful rivers and lakes, there are more bloody lives, and as long as he is in the village, he can always live safely. The more he looked, the more irritable he became, and the more he wanted to break these, but he couldn't do anything, he could only experience this boring life over and over again.

Finally, this time, there was a change in his vision, his birth was no longer a small village at the foot of the mountain, but a sea of clouds, a line of orange-red brilliance dyed most of the sea of clouds, his eyes went with it, it was the rising sun, the sprinkling of golden light, he suddenly remembered, this is the mountain.

It is not old, he has been here in previous lives, incense, so he has seen a similar scenery here, but, it seems that at that time, no matter how many times he saw it, no matter how he looked at it, he did not have the current mood, and he never felt that it was amazing, he never felt that it was beautiful, and he never felt that it shocked his mind like now.

It's a creepy feeling that seems to suffocate itself!!

A familiar voice came from behind him, "Master, you've been watching here for a few days. ”

He turned around and suddenly found that the faces of the people behind him were also extremely familiar, "Hongyun, you are here, you have a feeling for the teacher recently, you may have to retreat for some time, you are a big disciple, and you are also the highest cultivation among them, during the days of retreat for the teacher, everything in the meditation will have to be taken care of by you." ”

'He' said it carefully, but the person on the other side didn't take it to heart, and 'he' also knew the reason very well, and he had gone into retreat more often, and his big disciple probably thought that this time, it was still like an ordinary, and he was just ordinary when he participated in the exercises and accumulated strength.

But only he knew that this retreat was not trivial, and he himself had not felt this way for a long time, and for the time being he didn't know what it meant, but he knew that it should not be a good thing.

"The teacher will light an everlasting lamp in the hall, and you must remember that if the color of the lamp is ......"

The disciple's face was still a little surprised, it was the first time that his master had said the retreat so solemnly, and he had to explain the details of the matter repeatedly, although he didn't know why, he still felt that sense of solemnity, carefully wrote down everything, turned around and retreated, and looked at the sea of clouds that he didn't remember how many days.

I only felt that every time I looked at it, it brought a different shock, and then, in one early morning, I resolutely withdrew my gaze, turned around and walked through the triple hall, came to the last highest hall, closed the door of the hall, and sat down cross-legged.

"The monk is here, where have I been? I'm here!! I'm ......."