The spreading blood water rushed endlessly, like a small stream flowing through, gradually gathering together, turning into a surging river, where no grass grew, only Zizhu, which incarnated as a tree demon, survived in it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Isn't it that simple?" Chu Ci was so frightened that he almost lost his soul, where did he dare to stay in place to rest, and sprinted forward with enough strength, even more crazy than the final sprint of the 100-meter race, if he was not crazy, he would be melted by blood. Thinking of the signal from the previous sixth sense, a strong uneasiness lingered in my heart, and I sighed as I ran wildly.

The purple bamboos turned into demons, more than ten meters high, and the lowest ones were seven or eight meters, all of them were burly, menacing, and very terrifying.

Running out of breath for more than ten minutes, he couldn't run anymore, stopped in place to recover his strength, originally Chu Ci thought that these purple bamboo monsters with teeth and claws would immediately come to chase him and the little fox, who knew that they just stood there and let out bursts of roaring sounds, deafening, and had no intention of coming to chase and kill Chu Ci and the little fox.

The blood rushing from the ground was surging like a tide of anger, Chu Ci closed his eyes and prepared to die, he waited for a few minutes, and there was still no discomfort in his body, he couldn't help but open his eyes, and said in surprise: "Am I not dead yet?"

There was a little fox beside him, and its body emitted a soft light, enveloping Chu Ci, and it was gradually weakening and weak, as if it was about to fall down at any time.

"Little fox, did you save me? Thank you!" Chu Ci saw the little fox beside him, and the thin light shrouded outside him, he understood what was going on, and thanked the little fox with a smile.

The rolling blood had long since passed through the border, and the ground was blood-red, and there were bursts of hot gas steaming, turning into curling smoke and drifting away.

In order to protect Chu Ci, the little fox consumed too much vitality, and his body standing there was shaky, unable to endure it anymore, and finally fell to the ground. Chu Ci hurriedly picked up the weak little fox, put it in his arms, and then looked at the surrounding environment.

The purple bamboo demons around them closed their eyes, stopped roaring and restlessness like thunder, and their bodies turned into dry bones, and they stopped there motionless, as if they were hibernating.

This is not a scene that makes Chu Ci feel terrified, what makes Chu Ci feel extremely surprised is that those purple bamboo demons are very vivid, each purple bamboo demon is a word, these words seem to be oracle bone inscriptions, and they seem to be golden inscriptions, and they are more like the oldest seal scripts.

The huge words made Chu Ci feel short of breath, and his eyes were filled with unprecedented light, and the words stood there, some like towering mountain peaks, some like mountains and flowing water, some like horses galloping, and some like swords and guns......

Immersive without deliberately comprehending, you can feel its majestic momentum, which seems not to belong to the world, just like the pen of God embellished with the unique scene formed by the mortal dust.

Immersed in it, Chu Ci sometimes felt that he was flying in the clouds, sometimes appreciating the broad mind of heaven and earth that embraced all things, sometimes wandering in the underwater world, and sometimes floating in the endless void...... Far from it.

"This can't be done by manpower!" The first impression given to Chu Ci here was the immortal method, and he couldn't help but sigh.

The vast mountain of words, the endless mystery contained in it, which made Chu Ci's mood sublimated, from "looking at the mountain is not a mountain, looking at the water is not water" to "looking at the mountain or the mountain, looking at the water is still water", the whole person felt that the Lingtai was clear, as if the dross existing in it was swept away by him, refreshed, and comfortable.

Buddhism pays attention to entering and leaving the world, and understands the true meaning of Buddhism in the earthly world. In the journey of life, from a child to an old man, we are also experiencing the triple realm of life.

The first boundary of life: look at the mountains as mountains, and see the water as water. At the beginning of the world, with curiosity and freshness about the world, everything is looked at with a childlike vision, everything is restored to the original in our eyes, the mountain is the mountain, the water is the water, and many things are ignorant, but they stubbornly believe that what they see is the most real, believe that the world is constantly running according to the set rules, and have a kind of believer-like worship of these rules, and finally hit a wall everywhere in reality, thus doubting the reality and the world.

The second boundary of life: looking at the mountain is not a mountain, and seeing the water is not water. There are too many temptations in the red dust, there are too many unspoken rules hidden behind the mask of hypocrisy, what you see is not necessarily real, everything is like seeing flowers in the fog, it seems to be true and illusory, it seems to be true and false, the mountain is not a mountain, the water is not water, it is easy for us to lose our way in reality, followed by confusion, hesitation, Pain and struggle, some people sink into the lost world, we begin to experience the world with our hearts, and have more rational and realistic thinking about everything, the mountain is no longer a simple meaning of the mountain, and the water is not a simple meaning of water.

The third realm of life: looking at the mountains is the mountains, and the water is the water. It's a kind of insight into the world, but not everyone can reach this state. The experience of life has accumulated to a certain extent, and I have a clear understanding of the world and the pursuit of myself, and realize that "the world is a big dream, and life is cool several times", and I know what I am pursuing and what I want to give up. At this time, looking at the mountain is still a mountain, and the water is still water, but this mountain and this water, in the eyes, has another connotation.

Understanding these three layers, Chu Ci's inner world seemed to be more vicissitudes, as if he had become an old antique, and said earnestly: "People are human beings, and they don't have to be deliberate people; ”

"The good is like water! Water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn a boat! Only the most rigid and soft can last forever, and only the rules and meanings contained in all things in heaven and earth can touch the immortality in immortality!"

"The so-called cultivation is to cultivate the mystery of heaven and earth, to lead the aura of heaven and earth into the body, to open up the eight veins of the Qi Jing, the two veins of Ren Du, the bridge of heaven and earth, to communicate the stars, the moon and the stars, and to have the rules and vitality of life in the dantian, to ensure that their own vitality has a long history, and the organs of the body do not age, so that they can live a long life. ”

"Those cultivators who have moved mountains and seas, turned their hands into clouds and turned their hands into rain, have understood and applied the mysteries of all things to the point where they can be freely retracted, and although there is an ancient martial lineage on the earth, there are no cultivators. Unless it's through rebirth, or it's a parasitic soul reconstruction. ”

The little fox who led the way for Chu Ci is now greatly injured, and going to rescue Leng Ruoxuan is the top priority, but he doesn't know martial arts, he only has the power to bind the chicken, and he may not be able to help if he goes, so it is better to increase his own strength and save Leng Ruoxuan with the power of self-preservation.