Qujiu recites the bright moon, and the bright moon shines on the people.

A little bit of swaying blows in the world, but there is no one in this vast and cold world in this long river......

Nine days and ten earths, silent in the cold.

The book of life and death hung above the void, turning the last page of blank paper......

It's just that on the blank paper, there are only a few names left.

It's an extremely long history.

In this history, there are only a few pens that are written...... That transcendent woman waited for everyone to die in the time of the triple heaven, and then sent into the long river!

Those who are not familiar with Su Mo, or who are familiar with each other, are all like this.

The long river of no one lighting the lamp in the triple heaven, the wind with the power of 'annihilation' on the other side of the wind into the world, constantly consuming everything in the world.

The endless frontier that surrounds the entire human world is in annihilation, collapses, and turns into nothingness.

After the wind of 'annihilation' blew through the border pass, it blew into the pass again.

The endless peach blossoms in that pass withered and the fragrance of the flowers dispersed......

The 'Immortal Statue' that no one worships in the world has also turned to dust in the 'annihilation'.

I don't know how many years have passed......

It seems like a thousand years, and it seems like tens of thousands of years!

Su Mo can't remember a lot of things from the past......

The heaven and earth on earth are also like another 'wasteland' outside the gate, turned into a void of death!

The world was destroyed, but the wind from the other side of the long river continued to blow into the fairy realm!

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

On a vast mountain, in front of a stone gate, an old monk in the twilight looked at the immortal realm that was gradually coming to extinction, folded his hands, and looked up at the sky.

"But if you can be unintentional, it is the end. If you don't go straight down and have no heart, you will eventually become unenlightened......"

"Little friend...... Do you really see the truth of this world? ”

The old monk's words were very soft, as if with that kind of floating Buddha clothes, through the layers of barriers, resounded above the world......

Su Mo above the boundary gate seemed to look at the long river under his feet, with an indescribable blankness in his eyes.

The truth?

Su Jingyan, who was in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, also looked up at the sky, as if he could also hear Huikong's words......

Su Mo, the divine body under the boundary gate, slowly squatted down and raised his hand to gently touch in the long river.

"What is the truth?"

The heavenly dome of the fairy realm melted like ink, and the ten thousand zhang body seemed to be above the heaven and earth, falling into the eyes of the old monk.

The old monk looked at the body reflected in the sky, and shook his head gently: "Xiaoyou should have known it a long time ago...... Sumeru doubts the net platform. ”

"Bodhi has no tree, mirror... Nor is it a Taiwanese ......"

"The answer has always been, but Xiaoyou doesn't want to believe it!"

The old monk sighed deeply, and slowly turned around and walked towards the stone gate.

Towards the Lethe River......

"Reincarnation is like a book... In this world, everyone is just a person in a 'book'......"

The true meaning of Zen Taoism is ethereal, with indescribable Buddhist principles, and wants to forget the world. But he didn't know if it was heaven and earth, or the words that heaven and earth showed him.

"Reincarnation is like a book, there will be an end!"

"Xiaoyou wants to build a new reincarnation, how can you not understand with Xiaoyou's understanding... That new reincarnation..."

“...... It's just that the reader doesn't want the end of this book and scroll, and goes back and reads it again? ”

Su Mo suddenly seemed to be in a dream, turned his head gloomily, and did not speak for a long time.

Until the old monk walked through Lethe, he did not come out of the old monk's words......

The fairy realm is empty, and the old monk is the last person in the fairy realm to enter the Lethe River.

In the long past of countless years, everyone has been sent through Lethe one by one by the goddess according to Su Mo's entrustment!

The goddess watched the old monk walk into Lethe, turned her head to look at the empty world, and was speechless for a long time.

Now in this vast world, there are only five people left!

A Su Jingyan who is in the Nine Heavens, and Su Mo who is under the gate of the realm.

A goddess, a small moon, and a soft cloud.

"Reincarnation is like a book......

"It's just a look at it from the beginning......" The goddess silently recited the words of the old monk before stepping on Lethe, and there seemed to be an extra scene in the distant and ethereal memory that she had never seen before......

It's like an ink mark that doesn't belong to this reincarnation, painted on her white paper-like soul!

This scene in front of me is familiar!

As if she suddenly remembered something, she raised her head sharply and looked in the direction above the world...

...... Look at the white robe!

Xiao Yueyue seemed to cover her little head with a little pain on her face, and kept chanting silently: "Su... Sue...... Su ......"

It seems that in Xiao Yueyue's mouth, the last two words have not been pronounced!

But it seems that he can blurt out at any time......

And Rouyun, who has always been gentle, turned a little pale in an instant, as if she saw the despair that enveloped everyone and her!

She remembered the flower that the ancestral origin had transformed after the collapse of the ancestral heaven and earth...... Flowers on the other side!

A tear slipped from her eyes, and she looked up blankly at the white clothes that reflected the boundary gate......

"Immortality... Reincarnation ......"

......

Su Jingyan, who was nine days and ten earths, withdrew his gaze from looking at the universe, and leaned against a tombstone with a lonely expression.

The cool breeze blew, with that lingering regret, and shook the desolation of the world.

There seemed to be another white-clothed scholar in front of Su Jingyan......

The white-clothed scholar walked in front of Su Jingyan with a little gloom, and sighed: "Actually, what the old monk said is right. ”

Su Jingyan shook his head: "I know ......"

The white-clothed scholar walked to Su Mo's side, sat down slowly, and leaned against the already somewhat dilapidated tombstone.

The tombstone seems to have undergone a baptism of wind and frost, and the words on it have long been blurred.

"Reincarnation is like a book, everything in the book has already been written......."

"Those who meet and know each other, meet and say goodbye...... It all comes from the birth of cause and effect! ”

The scholar looked at Su Jingyan with a wry smile and sighed deeply, as if he couldn't solve this established cause and effect......

"Reincarnation is like a book, but when the book is finally exhausted, why hold on?"

Su Jingyan shook his head, leaned on the stone tablet and looked at the lonely world, looking at the more than ten dry graves behind him.

"I can't put it down."

The scholar asked helplessly: "What if you can't let it go?" What's the point of re-watching it? ”

"You know that nothing will change in the new reincarnation......"

Won't change?

Won't change!

Those experiences are accompanied by inevitable cause and effect, changing ...... Those who enter a new cycle are no longer the same people.

"Just like a little girl, her birth is accompanied by countless coincidental cause and effect ......," the scholar sighed boringly.

"If in the new reincarnation, you change the cause and effect in the west of the city, there will be no more little girls......"

Su Jingyan's eyes darkened slightly, and he lowered his head silently.

The words of the white-clothed scholar were like a sharp knife, scraping open the scars that Su Jingyan had already noticed in his heart but did not want to face.......

"If there is no tragedy in the west of the city, Tong Tong will not die, and Ying Wang and his wife will not have a bond with you."

"Nothing will happen in the future, and naturally there will be no more little girls......."

"Even if they give birth to a second daughter in another scene, what about it?"

“....... That time the girl will not be a little girl again! ”