Although the man and woman who have been with them for a long time are actually ordinary mothers and daughters in the Japanese island country, and their questions and answers are not only not like bad people, but they make Wuxu lose his mind slightly, but Wuxu doesn't want to have anything to do with him.

Wu Xuan guessed quite emotionally, and the two probably didn't want to meet outsiders at this secret and embarrassing moment. So Wu Xuan hid in the Dharma Realm, looking at the pair of bitter mother and son who were getting closer and closer, taking heavy steps, passing by his side, and then continuing to carefully return to his home sheltered in the tall dense forest at the foot of the mountain.

Wuxu looked at the short middle-aged man, carrying his mother, step by step, farther and farther away, smaller and smaller. It was not until it was completely submerged in this remote wilderness that it turned around, and couldn't help but take some heavy steps towards the depths of the mountains.

If you come here, you will be safe, not to mention that you can fly with all your strength in the Dharma Realm, and overnight, since you can fly here, you can also fly back overnight at any time. Therefore, now I still have to forget the top priority, retreat and practice, improve myself, and it is best to be able to promote to the realm of real people...

Wuxu thought silently in his heart as he walked slowly.

Deep in the mountains, the autumn leaves are quiet and beautiful, and the branches are so single that you can see it with the naked eye, and there are beasts around from time to time. But they wandered around Wuxu for a while, and then they avoided it quite spiritually, and they didn't know whether they sensed the faint evil aura on Wuxu's body or the faint aura of silence.

These enlightenments are in their eyes, but they don't care. If you want to eat me, then come, as long as you can.

Finally found a stone cave, Wu Xuan Divine Sense swept away, and after making sure that there were no living creatures in it, he walked in, and did not perform any pure land dust removal spells, but just waved his hand and placed a ban on the entrance of the cave, beware of anything breaking in. Immediately, sit down cross-legged and enter into meditation. But after sitting down, he suddenly found that half of the white bone peeked out of the loose soil.

If you look closely, this white bone is sparse and loose, and judging by its shape, it seems to be the half-amputated femur of an older woman in the world. Wuxu checked in the stone cave again, and found a lot of bones scattered around, and they were not the same person.

Are they the bones of the old women who were carried to the mountains and still come down and fend for themselves? They were abandoned in the mountains, either because it was dark, or because of the prying eyes of the beasts, they instinctively found here, hid here, but finally could not escape death? Or did those beasts, when their sons were gone, show their fangs, and rush up, and you take their heads away, and they bite off their chests, and each of them finds a nearby place, and feasts on them, so that there are so many mutilated bones left?

This is also due to the fact that Wuxu is so cold-blooded and analyzed, because heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs, and the story of Fang Cai's mother and son is so cold and cold-blooded, although there is a happy ending of classical Chinese reunion in the end.

What's more, the story of Fang Cai's mother and son made Wuxu faintly think of his estrangement from Zhao Tong, and then gave birth to a sense of trance and independence. It seems that he wants to give up his entire worldly affairs, even his love and hatred, and wants to come here to retreat and practice, and it seems that the whole world feels that he is out of place and slowly abandons himself.

In short, Wuxu had a feeling for a while: that is, he was alone, self-proclaimed in this cave retreat, which was a bit similar to the old woman who was about to be abandoned by his own son in the deep mountains, the blood connection that was thicker than water, or the relationship between men and women like the integration of body and mind, in the end, it seems that there is an end of fate, and at the end of life, life and death, happiness and anger, it seems that they all need to face and bear alone. Whether or not you can liberate yourself and transcend is one thing, but you have to face it. Among them, it doesn't matter who took the initiative to do what, it doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong, what matters is cause and effect, and what matters is that fate gathers and disperses.

Wuxu previously comprehended the mention of Guanyin Bodhisattva, only felt that Buddhism was the supreme secret, that is, the avenue was in front of him, and in addition to the ecstasy in his heart, he secretly had a trace of cutting off all mundane fates and concentrating on the idea of pursuing the avenue. The so-called common fate, family affection, love, friendship, and even affection for all sentient beings, are all true.

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Wuxu's heart was full of thoughts, full of emotion, and he piled up the white bones in the stone cave in front of him and paid homage with his palms together. Then, he resolutely closed his eyes, put his hands on his knees, and went to look at himself.

Wuxu first looks at his own body, relaxes his whole body, starts with breathing, silently observes the sense of qi in his body, knows with his feelings, and then follows his knowledge, and then his whole body is full of numbness, pain, happiness, stagnation, etc., and even inner sound, and even auditory hallucinations, the five aggregates and six roots, all of which are contemplated.

Subsequently, the divine consciousness enters the dharma realm of the mandala and seals the mantra, but does not contemplate the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, nor does he contemplate himself as a Buddha, but just looks at his own body inwardly, contemplates his own body, and contemplates his own body of divine consciousness in the Dharma realm.

In this way, Wu Xuan tried for the first time, until all the relics he had received in the Dharma Realm dissipated and turned into nothingness, until the Buddha statues on the Buddha shrines in the Dharma Realm became transparent, and even the murals on both sides became blurred.

In the stone cave, the light of tranquility and happiness is always extinguished, all over the surroundings of Wuxu, and its front is like a mountain of white bones, in this lonely white light, slowly annihilated, and even the dust is difficult to exist.

Wuxu slowly opened his eyes, two essences flashed, but then he became extremely indifferent, extremely ruthless, as if birth, old age, sickness and death, love and hatred parting, is the truth of the universe, everything is just like this.

At this moment, as if to verify one or two, a jade talisman flashed brightly, but it turned out to be a blue jade message, reporting to the marshal to accumulate his military merits, and promoted himself to a general.

What does this matter have to do with me? Wu Xuan didn't bother to reply, but instead muttered to himself at the white bone in front of him, "What if you are promoted to a general? ”

Just as he was about to cast a spell, he destroyed all the white bones in front of him. However, there was a sudden thought, and he made a secret handprint, dragging the whole body and even the entire Dharma Realm to the silent white light floating in the cave, slowly melting these white bones.

"The view of white bones, the view of white bones, life and death, life and death. Beauty is like white bones, see through mortal desires, turn white bones into swords, and cut off the fear of life and death!" Wuxu slowly groaned in his mouth, and at the end, there was an extra white bone sword in his hand.

Lamaists have many ritual instruments made of human bones. Wu Xuan didn't like it before, and naturally rejected it, but now for the first time, Fang has refined a white bone sword according to the secret meaning of Lamaism Tantra.

The sword is a white bone, it is a beauty, and it is interesting to live and die.

Wu Xuan lifted the ban on the entrance of the cave outside the cave, and gently waved the white bone sword at a hungry wolf who rushed in, and the hungry wolf that flew into the air only had time to scream, and then it staggered and fell to the ground, all over the ground, like a rain of terrifying bones.

The rest of the beasts, who had come with the bold wolf, scattered and fled.

But seeing that the white bone sword in Wuxu's hand suddenly flew out, those beasts that were not dead before and were guarding outside Shandong, whether they were flying in the sky, running on the ground, or swimming in the water, a white light flashed behind him, and suddenly there was no life, and his body turned into countless white bones, and even fragments, fluttering with the wind.

Deep in the mountains, there were many more broken bone fragments. From afar, lifeless,

That's right

Leaving the world independent and going deep into the mountains, abandoning oneself and abandoning people is interesting.

White bones are like mountains refined into swords, and there is true meaning in life and death.