Strictly speaking... Bah!

Selfishly speaking, there is no indissoluble hatred between Lin Xi and Mahayana Buddhism.

Because of their two so-called 'grudges', Lin Xi unilaterally used Mahayana Buddhism and used Mahayana Buddhism as a 'tool'.

And from another point of view, in fact, in these two uses, Mahayana Buddhism itself did not take it too seriously.

Because assuming that they really take it seriously, then with the ability of Mahayana Buddhism, before Lin Xi became holy... It's never going to be any better.

It was based on this that Lin Xi made the next remarks.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have come here at all.

"What do you ask me for?"

"Then I still have to ask you, what else do I want?" the monk looked at Lin Xi with a smile, waiting for Lin Xi's answer.

A saint is the highest end point of spiritual practice in the popular sense.

For a practitioner, the whole life is the pursuit of the Great Dao.

And the figurative symbol of the avenue is the 'saint'.

Often a story related to spiritual practice, written at the end, if the 'protagonist' has been sanctified, then the story should be over.

Because even the author is really hard to imagine, how to continue to push down.

Suppose it's some emotional lines or something, and the courage to lift the pen for fear of being scolded is gone.

Obtained the ultimate power in the entire universe.

On the other hand, it is the loss of desire, the loss of the 'pursuit' that should exist in life itself.

"The secret of the source world, don't you want to know?" Lin Xi took out his chips.

After becoming a saint, Lin Xi better understood the meaning of the 'symbol' and representative of the source world.

A saint who can't be forcibly killed... At least in a conventional sense.

However, if a saint himself does not want to live anymore and chooses to discard his own 'cosmic time', then it is equivalent to slipping into the realm and can be completely killed.

From this point of view, it seems that it is barely possible to explain why there are some saints who have 'traces' and no trace of them can be found.

However, there is an unavoidable point in this.

That is, not to maintain the sanctity, but to choose the realm to fall, and to die like this... Is it really possible to start the next journey after the saints?

The kind that can really enter outside the rules of the universe... Absolute death?

Because, when there is no 'shoulder to shoulder' with the universe and reaches an equal position, then the rules of the universe will wrap it in, and then everything will circulate within the rules of the universe.

Even someone who has been wiped out in ashes can find a similar flower in a certain world many years later.

Source World··· It represents a possibility.

A possibility to make some bold attempts, isolated from the rules of the universe.

Many saints are still tempting and investigating.

They yearn for a deeper road, looking for a deeper desire in their hearts, longing for the road is endless... Rather than already standing at the end of the line and unable to continue.

"The secrets of the source world are not attractive to me. ”

"I've been there! Many years ago, I helped create it. The Mahayana Buddha spoke.

"Huh?" this was really beyond Lin Xi's expectations.

But if you think about it... But it was expected.

Although in this multiverse, saints are not a few.

But if it's really amazing, it's better than... Even comparable to the existence of the Mahayana Buddha, there are few people.

Except for the ancient saints.

Maybe the Ethereal Immortal Saint is one.

Then there are the saints who promoted the birth of the new era and the fall of the old era can be counted.

And whether it is an ethereal immortal saint or a giant Mahayana Buddha... In their own right, they are the gravediggers and founders of an era.

"That was the beginning of hubris. ”

"And then it's going in the wrong direction, and it's going in the wrong direction. ”

"Wang Xiu actually knows some details, but he has been using Wu Baiyi all along. He wanted to use Wu Baiyi to correct some mistakes, so as to complete the plan that we did not succeed in that year. "The words of the Mahayana Buddha are unknown, but Lin Xi can guess that there must be a huge secret behind this.

"You don't become holy, it's a way... If you are sanctified, it is another way. ”

"How is it, do you think that Wang Xiu, who was punched by you, is not that simple?" asked the Mahayana Buddha with a smile.

Lin Xi said: "Of course he is not simple!"

"Even now, I still can't fully see through some of his plans. ”

"Some of his real thoughts were deleted by himself, so I can't figure it out, even if my computing power is actually slightly higher than his. ”

The game between the saints is like some supercomputers with incomparably sophisticated, incomparably rigorous algorithms, and incomparably huge amounts of calculations, measuring each other's computing power and algorithms.

The most troublesome thing is that these 'supercomputers' not only have unimaginable permissions, but also have the most complex and real 'emotions' of human beings.

Emotions themselves, on top of any 'algorithm', add a protective film and misleading colors, sometimes which can greatly reduce the super-powerful computing power, and sometimes add an infinite symbol to it.

The already infinite amount of computation once again exceeds the original concept and load, and enters a new level.

"Then do you know what I want?" asked the Mahayana Buddha again.

Lin Xi nodded this time.

"Yes!"

"I'll bring it back to you. ”

"So, how about paying in advance?" Lin Xi asked.

The Mahayana Buddha stretched out his hand and wrote a name in Lin Xi's palm.

Lin Xi's expression changed slightly.

Then, in an instant, it was as if the whole world was torn apart.

In fact, time and space are flying rapidly at its feet.

Niuniu Internet Cafe!

In an eggshell warehouse, a handsome, thin man was on the keyboard with both hands, pressing quickly.

And at the moment, he is playing a competitive game.

The character controlled by the man is a swordsman in white.

In the fierce competition, the white-clothed swordsman in the game seems to cut through the space with a sword, and even cuts the picture as far as the eye can see.

The game character, who was outflanked by three ways, deftly jumped around all corners, and in just three seconds, harvested three heads in a row.

Completed a game against the wind.

"The saint of the end of the law, the saint who has disappeared... This is what he looked like when he was once an ordinary person, and his name is... Jiang Baixuan. ”

"And his name, and Bai Xuan's name... It's just a word difference! It's no coincidence!"

"He must be Bai Xuan's body. ”

Lin Xi looked at the game character he controlled in the game, and felt that no matter how he looked at it, it was similar to Bai Xuan.

"It turns out that Bai Xuan is actually this Jiang Baixuan, the most familiar and favorite game character in the past? It is cut out with this as the core, for the carrying of ideas!"

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