The moon is surging and the clouds are surging, and I want to talk about the cold clothes.

Su Mo summoned out the gate of the spiritual sea and walked in weakly and tiredly.

In the spiritual sea, it seems that the scenery that has not changed for ten thousand years is still the same, and the hazy atmosphere is wrapped in the breath of Taoist nothingness.

The level of the stream under the stone bridge is like a cold mirror, reflecting the book of life and death above the void.

Gazebo, rocking chair...... Nothing seems to have changed.

Only the goddess sat quietly cross-legged in her sleep.

Su Mo looked at the sleeping goddess with a calm expression.

The goddess seems to have slept for too long. It's been so long that Su Mo can only find a way to solve his own problems now.

If the goddess was still there, would Su Mo encounter such a problem now?

Su Mo didn't know, but he knew that it seemed that the goddess had always known his state, but she didn't want to talk to him.

Is it because he is worried that Su Mo will feel sad?

The wind from the Hancang Cave Heaven blew into the spiritual sea, covering the spiritual sea with a layer of cold.

Su Mo walked to the Bodhi tree, looked up at the Bodhi tree where all laws were empty, and did not speak for a long time.

After all, it is only Huikong who is empty, not Su Mo.

Although he has Buddha nature and can comprehend Zen, he can't do it like Huikong.

If Huikong encounters this matter himself, I'm afraid he will only laugh it off......

In a trance, Su Mo walked in front of the broken bridge again.

On the side of the stone bridge, the stone tablet is still the same, and the eight big characters on it are so eye-catching.

The soul has passed through the Lethe River, and the memory of the other side has been remembered......

That was where Ning Baixue had walked, she had walked across the stone bridge for several years, but Su Mo still had never felt the appearance of the mind she had left on her soul in the world.

It's as if the legends in the myths of my hometown are just legends after all.

The other side of the Lethe River is not a dead life after all...

Or is it that the time has not yet come?

Su Mo looked at the chaos at the end of the stone bridge with a blank expression.

Suddenly, Su Mo stepped out with one foot, intending to step on the stone bridge......

"What do you want to do?" Cangsheng pen was shocked.

Su Mo didn't answer, but still stepped on.

It's just that the stone bridge seems to be illusory to Su Mo, and Su Mo's fall is just a void after all.

He still couldn't get up to the stone bridge after all......

"Am I not dead? Why can't you cross Lethe? Su Mo muttered, turning his head to look at the book of life and death above the void.

The three big characters in the book of life and death were shining, as if shaking their heads.

Su Mo retracted his pace with some disappointment and looked at the stone bridge in a daze.

"I just want to see if I can walk through Lethe and save myself since I'm a dead person." seems to be explaining his behavior to Cangshengbi, and seems to be explaining his behavior to himself.

"Now isn't the time." Cangsheng pen shook it with a wry smile.

Su Mo slowly lowered his head, as if he was a little gloomy.

"But when my soul is broken, I won't be able to walk the stone bridge......"

Cangsheng pen is silent, unable to speak.

Yes, Su Mo is soul shattered.

When the soul is really broken, what else can he use to walk onto the stone bridge?

Those who can walk on the stone bridge are the spirits of the dead gods.

But Su Mo died, and he wouldn't even leave his soul......

This strange stone bridge in the sea of Su Mo's spirit seemed to have the possibility of solving the life and death of the world, but Su Mo became the only person who could not walk over after death.

Su Mo turned around silently, walked to the bank of the Lechuan River, and slowly sat down in the grass.

He seemed to look at everything in the spiritual sea with some sadness, trying to find his own glimmer of life......

The engulfing and cold chill in the spiritual sea made Su Mo shiver a little.

When he returned to the spiritual sea again, he didn't even have a complete set of clothes.

The Lechuan River flows northward, and the hazy end of the other side of Sumo.

It seems to finally understand why people die and are called going west...

For the west is desolate, and the stone bridge is also westward......

Cangsheng pen floated in the distance, looking at Su Mo's lonely and desolate back, it seemed that he saw the old guy who died ten thousand years ago again.

It seems that in this world, people who have a heart for the common people ...... None of them have a good death.

On the grass now, even the golden body of Huikong who had been accompanying Su Mo in the past was gone.

It seems that the only thing that can accompany him is the dry flower in front of him......

Su Mo looked down and trembled violently.

Then, he froze in place......

He looked at the grass in front of him in disbelief, and suddenly a sparkle appeared in his eyes.

The flower that the little girl had turned into before she died had turned into dust in the wind and frost.

But there was a flowerless flower growing on the ground......

"Girl..."

Su Mo looked at the flowerless flower on the other side in a daze, and seemed to think of the innocent little girl.

The breeze came slowly, blowing the flowers on the other side and swaying, as if they were rubbing Su Mo affectionately.

Seem......

The little girl who had long since dissipated wanted to save him again with herself......

"What's wrong?" Cangsheng Pen seemed to have seen Su Mo's abnormality, and immediately flew over and asked.

Su Mo turned his head in a trance, looked at the Cangsheng pen, and said jerkyly: "The other side of the flower ......"

Cangsheng was stunned for a moment, "Is that the flower of affection you said?" Can you save your other side flowers? ”

Su Mo nodded.

Cangsheng was overjoyed, and said excitedly: "Then what are you waiting for, use it quickly." ”

Su Mo was silent and did not answer Cangshengbi's words.

Cangshengbi looked at Su Mo's reaction, as if he had suddenly been splashed with a basin of cold water, and seemed to understand something, "This flower on the other side, didn't you send affection?" ”

The words of the dead little girl rang in Su Mo's mind, lingering in his heart for a long time.......

"When the girl dies, she will turn into a dry flower ......"

"As long as the young master plants the dried flowers on the other side, and then fills the other side flowers in nine days and ten places, the girl will come back......"

"Young master, don't worry, after the girl's death, the flower on the other side will not be poisonous, but it will not have the effect of saving people......"

The flowers on the other side, the flowers and leaves do not meet.

The girl is like that leaf, and Su Mo is like the flower...

In the flower on the other side of the year, it was the little girl's lovesickness for Su Mo.

And later, the flowers on the other side of the nine heavens and ten places were transformed by the reluctance of someone who died in the floating pool.

Right now, this flower is planted and brought to life by the little girl who has dissipated.

There is no mercy on it......

If you are ruthless, you can't save him.

After the death of that little girl, with the death of Su Mo, there is no other flower in this world to send affection.

Despite this, Su Mo seemed to have forgotten his own pain.

Looking at the flower in front of him, he seemed to see the dead little girl again......

Su Mo was very happy, looking at this other flower, a smile appeared on his face.

He slowly raised his hand and took the Dan furnace that was sent by the small fish in the water of the Jiutian River, and then gently held the flower in front of him, and carefully transferred it to the Dan furnace.

There are still two years to go, and it seems that there is this flower on the other side to accompany him...

There's nothing wrong with that......