"Mo Dao is a good life and death, and the soul is reincarnated. ”

"Brother Lu, do you know the words on it?"

The two of them had passed through the end of the sand and gravel, and came to a mysterious place, a stone platform several feet square, under the stone platform was a bottomless abyss, and the cold air was constantly blowing out of the abyss. The passage at the rear has disappeared, and there are two separate stone bridges in front of them, each with a black stone monument at the head of the bridge. The black stele has been sharpened by the wind below the abyss, and only the words on it remain.

Feng Budu has a wide range of knowledge in Qingfeng Academy, but he has never seen the words on it, but Lu Si can read it, and he can't figure out the truth and reason for it. According to Lu Si's pronunciation, these two sentences are the verses of these two bridges.

Yiqiao said: "Mo Dao is so good at life and death." ”

Another bridge said: "The soul steps on the spiritual bridge karma reincarnation." ”

The stone bridge is only three feet wide, but there is no end in sight, and there is no end to it.

Feng Budu felt something, and before he knew it, he had walked to a bridge, and when he woke up, he found that Lu Si was about to step on another bridge.

"Brother Feng, it seems that we are going to part ways here!" Lu Si also came to his senses and said calmly to Feng Budu.

Feng Budu smiled and said, "Although life and death are fateful, cause and effect are gratuitous, I hope we can meet on the other side!"

Lu Si stepped on the bridge of life and death, Feng Budu looked at the unfamiliar fonts on the stone tablet "Soul Stepping on the Spirit Bridge Industry Reincarnation", and also stepped on it, but the first step he understood the horror of this bridge, it was an existence he had never faced, and it seemed that something had broken into the depths of his soul.

He hadn't experienced the inexplicable feeling for a long time, and he wasn't even sure if something had really affected him.

He also stepped on his other foot, and all the Xuan Qi around him escaped uncontrollably, turning into nothingness in the yin wind blowing up from the abyss, and even his physical body seemed to be even weaker.

He felt that he had become extremely weak, his whole body was weak, as if he had returned to many years ago, he was taken in by Song Que and lived in that dilapidated village, in the night when the rain was pouring down, the roof was leaking, falling on his bedside, and the rain splashed on the bed quilt, making him cold.

The memory is a little further back, the place where he and Song Que first met, in that small ruined temple. At that time, there was also a man who fought with Song Que very badly, but he couldn't remember what the result was, but when he woke up, Song Que lost an arm. He thought it was because of the man who lost it.

His thoughts were like a source that had been blocked for too long, completely erupting at this moment, unable to stop, and the past scenes appeared again and again, and finally completely swallowed him.

It was only then that he realized that he had forgotten everything that had happened to him for too long, as a monk, he knew a lot of heaven and earth principles, but when he faded from cultivation, he found that he was still that mortal, a mortal who needed to live by memory.

No matter how hard you try, you can't escape the most basic cause of mortals, and every progress is just a layer of more intoxicating skin.

Gradually, he came to terms with the fact that he was mortal.

The feeling of weakness in his body gradually faded, and he felt refreshed, so he walked briskly forward. The reincarnation bridge was longer than he imagined, but fortunately, his perseverance was not bad, and he never had the idea of giving up, and he didn't know how long he had walked, and the end was faintly visible in front of him. He rejoiced.

However, things are not so simple, and soon he also discovers the seriousness of the problem, it seems that with every step he takes, the reincarnation bridge will become a longer step, and the end will always keep a certain distance from him, which makes him gradually frightened. He tries his best to keep himself calm and calm, which is the best way to deal with difficulties and puzzles.

Perhaps his adjustment of his mentality had played a role, and the end seemed to be getting closer and closer, and there seemed to be something in the gloomy light of the bridge, and he continued to get a little closer, only to find that it was actually a weed, thriving in such a bad place.

He looked at the weeds, which seemed to have a mysterious magic that fascinated him.

He looked fixedly, and the wind in the abyss had affected the weeds so much that it could not grow as it wanted, so it twisted and turned, and a unique flower bloomed from the prickly leaves.

"Hehe, interesting!" Feng Budu looked addicted, "The next thing should be fruit, so that it will really be an adult, and I believe it will be able to have a companion soon." ”

If the wind does not cross, if this trend continues, it should not be long before this place should be a vibrant scene, and then who would have thought that the vitality everywhere was caused by a weed?

He seemed to have seen the future, took a deep breath, and was about to leave, but the moment he stood up, there seemed to be a faint black aura emanating from the plant, and he suddenly frowned, feeling that something bad was about to happen.

Sure enough, the weed withered quickly in the black air, and even the flower was not spared.

It still doesn't live to adulthood in the end, leaving no fruit.

Feng Budu was a little dazed, the doubts and surprises in his eyes no longer had to be hidden, he blinked, and his heart was ethereal.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had stepped on the bridge of reincarnation with one foot for some reason, did he have to walk back again?

He turned back decisively, and just as he turned around, he found something terrible.

There was a stone tablet beside him, and there were still a few words on the stone tablet that he didn't recognize: "Soul stepping on the spiritual bridge karma reincarnation." "And a little further away is another stone monument and another stone bridge.

"How is this possible?" Feng Budu's back was cold, and he shivered and took a few steps back, looking around carefully, this was the stone platform where he and Lu Si were separated, everything had not changed, and when he looked down at the bridge, he didn't find any trace of the weed.

"Could it be that it was all an illusion just now, in fact, I didn't pass the reincarnation bridge at all?"

But he had to move forward, and the sand and gravel behind him wouldn't give him a way out of the way he made way for Luth. But this time he pulled out a jade bottle, which contained that mysterious golden worm.

He stepped on the bridge of reincarnation again, and the Xuan Qi was dispersed again, and the things he had experienced for the first time reappeared, but this time he was even more impressed.

Finally, he came to the end of the bridge again and saw the weed again.

The weeds are still the same weeds, and the leaves that pierce the hands have not changed at all, and they still grow away in the yin wind blowing from the abyss, and bloom a unique flower.

The flowers are beautiful.