Chapter Seventy-Three: Revelation of Life and Death
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This kind of thing seems to have been done hundreds of times since countless years ago, so it is easy to get into this state now.
And he has a very high level of understanding, and after carefully tasting the baby's words, he seems to understand something, so he cut off a soul thread in his body at the first time and broke the connection with the physical body.
Outside, after hearing the sound coming from Ye Feng's body, the heart of the remnant night was a chuckle, and a very bad premonition instantly filled his heart, becoming a lingering shadow.
In the end, she still chose to rush towards Ye Feng. And this time, he was not blocked by the invisible force, and soon came to Ye Feng's side, and was able to look at this young man up close.
"No Soul ......"
After perceiving Ye Feng's physical condition, the body of the remnant night suddenly trembled. As a dark spirit, she has a deep understanding of the soul, and in her understanding, if a life has no soul, it can only mean one situation—and that is death.
"Dead?"
In the dead night, his heart was pounding wildly, his face became more and more pale, and the light of hope in his eyes quickly dimmed and turned into despair.
Her soul is under the control of Ye Feng, and Ye Feng is dead, so, waiting for her own ...... It will also be death. It's just that...... Why is it that after all this time, I still can't feel the breath of death?
"That's not right!"
Suddenly, she raised her head suddenly, and her originally dim eyes instantly glowed with a different kind of brilliance, which was a kind of trust and expectation, looking at the "walking dead" in front of her, the body of the dead night trembled, and the fire of hope in her heart also burned quickly.
"Master, he is not dead, and the soul thread related to me has not been broken...... He must have used a method similar to the out-of-body method to go to a mysterious place, so ...... He'll definitely be back. ”
"Then I will stand by his side and wait for him to return. ”
Finally, Remnant Ye respectfully bowed to Ye Feng's body, then took a few steps back, sat cross-legged not far from Ye Feng, closed his eyes and meditated.
Coincidentally, the moment she closed her eyes, Ye Feng in the soul cage really entered that kind of unusually mysterious state of concentration.
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The world is infinitely wonderful, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and the starry sky goes and comes. The ice and snow melt, spring returns to the earth, the harsh winter is scorching, and the bitterness is sweet. One world after another is born in chaos, one star after another ends in prosperity, everything in the world is a natural selection, life wanders between life and death, but it is gorgeous between life and death.
Life is like the splendor of summer flowers, and death is like the quiet beauty of autumn leaves. Wildfires burn endlessly.
There is a kind of meditation that we call enlightenment. At this moment, Ye Fengbao looked dignified, there was no trace of breath coming out of his body, the spiritual platform was empty, and the whole person was quiet to the extreme, his whole body flickered and darkened, as if he had merged with this strange world and became a part of it.
Ye Feng's state is enlightenment.
The mind travels through the tunnel of time, returns to the ancient times, and then follows the long river of time, slowly returning from the ancient times to the present. Joys and sorrows, life and death, Ye Feng saw too much life and death, saw too much cruelty and peace, and slowly, his heart had more understanding.
The disillusionment of the stars is like a passing cloud, the prosperity is like the confusion of the years, the world, all living beings, heaven and earth are combined, and yin and yang are separated. The peach blossoms bloom and thank, and the swallows go and come again. A trickle of water converges into the vast Yangtze River, rushing into the sea, delicate buds break through all barriers, and the clouds bask in the sun, young eagles look up at the sky, their eyes sparkle with desire, and fish look at eagles, eager to fly......
"Life is endless, reincarnation is more than ......"
Ye Feng subconsciously muttered, and his eyelids twitched slightly, but he didn't open his eyes, but continued to immerse himself in that wonderful time and space travel.
He saw that the parched lakes would be re-emptied into the streams, the mountains would be flattened, the oceans would split, and the land would drift. Blackened trees sprout new shoots, dead corpses are eaten away by ferocious beasts, deserts become oases, glaciers become rivers, children grow old and bone...... Life and death, reincarnation continues.
The river of time is rushing, carrying Ye Feng, from the upstream to the middle reach, the river becomes gentle, and the water surface does not ripple, just like Ye Feng's heart, it becomes extremely calm for a while.
Time, like the wheel, never stops turning. It slipped quietly away from the rooster's dawn, slipped past the laughter of the people, rolled from bowl to bowl, flew from heart to heart.
It took away day after day, year after year. The earthen houses have fallen into broken walls, the stone steps are overgrown with moss, the old wardrobes have grown elm money, and the fences of the courtyard have sprouts. It quietly leaves fine crow's feet in the corners of women's eyes, carves the mulberry fields of age on men's faces, puts flying wings on chicks, and puts white wedding dresses on the blue sky......
Day after day, year after year, it passed quietly, as if it didn't want to leave anything, but it had to leave mottled memories, which were memories that could not be washed away by the passing years.
"It's another reincarnation......"
Ye Feng's lips moved, and he sighed, his eyelids trembled violently, as if he was eager to open his eyes, but soon, his eyelids no longer trembled, and he was immersed in the wonderful time travel again.
On the battlefield, the golden iron horse, the swords and armor, the banners were unfurled, and the people shouted and the horses neighed, it was the great battle that began! Blood and sweat were swayed, broken bones flew together, blood flowed into rivers, and white bones paved with mountains. The wind was howling, the spirits were wailing, the blood stained the earth, and the roar shook the firmament...... Hundreds of thousands of good men face each other with swords and soldiers, never dying, but in the end, they are abandoned corpses in the wilderness, how many people can return?
The wind is like the wrath of winter, the rain is like frost and heat, the eagle owl flies across the sky, the hamster crosses the earth, the eyes are full of corpses, weeping blood rivers and mountains, the broken flag is planted on the ground, and the broken cold soldiers bury the sand...... Day after day, year after year, the war never stopped, and on the battlefield, death did not stop.
"Life and death, reincarnation is not endless, there is life, there is death!"
Suddenly, Ye Feng's eyelids moved, his whole body trembled, his eyelids trembled sharply, and he was almost about to open his eyes. But at the last moment, he was held back by him, and it seemed that he didn't want to miss anything.
In the long river of time, a vague will descended on Ye Feng, making his thoughts suddenly confused. This force is irresistible, and it wants to lead him to the end, Ye Feng immediately realized that this is the power of death, the real test is coming, if this level can't be passed, it is really over.
"Can't die!"
Ye Feng tried hard to keep his consciousness clear, and for a while, his thoughts were flying, and hundreds of solutions flashed in an instant. It's a pity that he quickly vetoed them one by one, and he tried to keep himself calm again, deciding to go with the flow and not put up any resistance.
So, under the shroud of the breath of death, Ye Feng in the illusion, the whole person calmed down, he sat cross-legged on the long river of time, allowing the river to leave traces of time and mottled annual rings on his body, the whole person was motionless, his eyes were closed, like an old monk who had entered a fixed position.
But the weaker and weaker aura on his body seemed to indicate that this was an old man who was dying, waiting for death in loneliness.
"No, I can't die! I still have great ambitions that I haven't achieved, and there are people who are very important to me waiting for me in the outside world...... I haven't stood on top of the Nine Heavens yet, and I haven't questioned Ye Wang...... How can I just die? I remember that there are two doors waiting for me to open, and Xuan'er is waiting for me to find her in an unknown place...... How can you die so easily?"
Ye Feng's desire to survive was strong to the extreme, and his consciousness had always remained awake. The breath of death did not make him afraid, on the contrary, it aroused the fighting spirit in his heart. He remembered the road he had traveled over the years, remembered every figure in his memory, remembered the past scenes, and remembered the distant memories......
All of this was condensed into a powerful thought that fed back into his thoughts, that is, to live! I can't die, absolutely not!
Since he chose a distant place, he only cares about the wind and rain. There is no river in the world that cannot be crossed, there is no hurdle in life that cannot be crossed, as long as you persevere, you will eventually achieve victory. As the saying goes, there is no road longer than feet, and there is no mountain higher than people!
"I want to live!"
Ye Feng's soul let out a strong roar, there had never been a moment when his desire to survive was so strong. There had never been a moment when the breath of death had been so close, and he felt a dagger in his chest, slashing at his heart again and again.
That kind of taste is painful, but he is still holding on, waiting for that glimmer of life to come. Death is life, Ye Feng believes that as long as he continues to persevere, he will always wait until the moment when the test is over, and at that time, vitality will come.
The dead wood will meet in spring, the phoenix will be reborn in nirvana, there is a glimmer of hope in despair, and there is a lifetime in nine deaths, and efforts will be rewarded in the end. Therefore, when the aura of death became more and more intense, like a monstrous beast, opening its bloody mouth towards Ye Feng, Ye Feng's thoughts roared angrily to the sky.
"Don't mourn, don't despair. Even if the night swallows everything, the sun can come back, even if it is deep in the desert, there is still an oasis of hope, and with hope, I can live!"
"Today is definitely not the last day of my life, I will see the sun rising tomorrow! Live, I must live, I firmly believe that the winter snow will quietly melt, and the spring thunder will surely roll in!"
"Boom!"
In the soul cage, the place of exile, in the endless darkness, there was a sudden loud noise in his body, which made Ye Feng's body tremble violently for a while, and then, his eyelids moved slightly.
Those dark eyes finally opened!