Chapter 390: Nothingness...... Dead...... Impatient...... hysteria

Dark...... Nothingness...... Empty...... Dead......

This is ordinary people's perception of emptiness. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When a person is in it, there is no gravity, no direction, no voice, nothing, not even oneself can make a sound, only in the dark and in the bottom of the heart to talk to oneself.

In this state, what do you say will happen to people?

Now that Jin Shan is in this state, even with his calm and peaceful mentality, he can't help but start to become agitated, and there is an urge to vent.

Jin Shan recited the Vajra Sutra over and over again, trying to calm his restless heart, he knew that in this state, he couldn't mess around, otherwise he would probably die here.

Without a spiritual element in the void, Jin Shan would not be able to cultivate, or even use his mana indiscriminately, because once his mana was exhausted, he would deplete his spiritual energy and starve to death here.

Jin Shan, Nagarjuna, and Lingyu Feixue were pulled by the teleportation power of the teleportation array into a passage similar to a space-time tunnel.

Being in the tunnel, Jin Shan only felt that the sky was spinning, and the Venus in front of him was wild, and as for vomiting and fainting, he forcibly used the Buddha power in his body to try to stabilize his soul and prevent himself from fainting.

The scene in front of me is very weird, twisted and folded, all kinds of strange light flashes from in front of my eyes, and even feels that my body is stretched and twisted, painful, dizzy, all kinds of strange symptoms have appeared, if it weren't for Jin Shan's amazing perseverance, it would be absolutely impossible to persevere.

Just after an unknown amount of time, maybe a moment, maybe a year, Jin Shan suddenly found that the space-time tunnel in front of him was distorted, and he was involuntarily pulled by the tunnel and rushed towards a branch, and then the branch suddenly exploded, torn, and torn inch by inch, and his body seemed to be torn to pieces.

Jin Shan was stimulated by the intense pain and his hairs stood on end, but the tearing feeling was extremely clear, Jin Shan even saw his body cracking inch by inch, that feeling was too terrible, that feeling was too clear.

Just when Jin Shan thought he was going to die, suddenly his heart beat with a thud, strong and powerful, and a sound seemed to be able to shake the heavens and the earth.

Jin Shan found that his heart actually emitted a brilliant golden light, the golden light through the cracked body gap, Jin Shan saw it really, and then Jin Shan found a golden warm current all over his body, the warm feeling was very comfortable, and even the kind of pain in the body cracked to the bone marrow, the pain that you want to die of a head is gradually calming down, pain and comfort coexist, this feeling is very contradictory, but it is also very exciting.

Yes, Jin Shan actually felt a sense of stimulation, not afraid, very exciting, this stimulation made his 360 million pores have a kind of heartiness that spurts out, and it is extremely refreshing.

Jin Shan found that he seemed to have become an outsider, not the kind of pure outsider, his perception of the body was as usual, but he could not control his body, and his body was occupied by two forces.

Torn, to crush yourself.

Warm and comfortable to the extreme.

In this way, Jin Shan himself became a spectator, a personal experiencer, watching these two forces occupy every corner of his body, every inch of skin and bone and blood in his body.

Jin Shan found that this is a kind of destruction and repair, you destroy, I repair, you repair, I destroy.

The cycle goes on and on, and he doesn't know how long it has been, when everything has gone through the smoke, when everything has calmed down, he finds himself in endless darkness.

There is a dead silence here, there is no sense of strength here, there is nothing in this place, the consciousness and the naked eye seem to have lost its function here, there is silence here like death, there is no sound, and you can't even hear your own words.

Jin Shan is afraid, Jin Shan is hesitant, and Jin Shan is confused.

Where are you?

How did you end up here?

What should I do?

Jin Shan didn't have an answer in his heart, so he naturally summoned merit in his heart.

In the past, every time I called, I was able to get a meritorious response very quickly.

But this time there was no sound, and the merit seemed to be gone.

Jin Shan called over and over again, and Jin Shan's divine consciousness was immersed in his body and searched over and over again.

If it's gone, the merit is silent, and the Buddha's mind doesn't exist.

Why?

Why is this happening?

Jin Shan doesn't understand, how can the Buddha's heart be gone, how can the merit be gone?

Are you dreaming?

Yes, it must be like this, I must be dreaming, I must still be in the process of teleportation, and I am in a coma.

So it's a strange dream, just wait until you wake up.

Jin Shan comforted himself like this and performed self-hypnosis over and over again.

Because only in this way can Jin Shan not be afraid, not hesitant, not confused, because he still has hope, and when he wakes up from this nightmare, he will be able to get the help of merit, and he will be able to get the help of the Buddha's heart.

I have the heart of the Buddha, the heart of the Buddha is the treasure of the world, what else do I need to be afraid of?

Jin Shan prayed over and over again in his heart, let this nightmare pass quickly, let himself wake up from the nightmare quickly, as long as he wakes up, then the world is still so beautiful, and his life is still so happy.

However, there is a limit to deception and self-deception, and when the time comes, you will naturally wake up.

Jin Shan roared hysterically, ah......

There was no sound, the corners of his forehead were bruised, his mouth was wide open, and it seemed that he was about to crack to the root of his ear, but there was no sound, no sound at all.

He couldn't hear it, the world was still so quiet, so deadly silent.

Venting, venting frantically, Jin Shan shouted over and over again in a roar, pointing to the heavens and scolding the earth, scolding merit, scolding the Buddha's heart, and scolding the ancestors.

Scolding them for doing this, giving themselves the heart of the Buddha and making it smooth sailing, why did they suddenly take everything away from them at a critical moment.

Tired of scolding, Jin Shan naturally fell asleep.

The golden mountain drifted like this, like a rootless duckweed, not knowing where it was going.

Fortunately, there was still a trace of sanity in his heart, and he didn't use his mana indiscriminately, and there was no target to attack in the dark.

Jin Shan scolded and scolded like this, and gradually stopped scolding, after venting, it was natural to think, but it was often difficult to think quietly in this kind of nothingness and dead silence.

More often than not, Jin Shan is fighting against himself, and begins to consciously suppress his inner restlessness, preventing himself from entering a state of madness and wanting to vent and kill.

Reason gradually returned, and Jin Shan understood that if he wanted to live in this situation, he had to be calm, and he had to maintain his spiritual strength.