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The old man held his hands on his back, and a vicissitudes of life emanated, and he looked ahead, where there was the style of the ghost hall, there were ghosts, ghosts, and spirits in the ghost world.

The ghosts walking there, unconsciously, have reached a huge level, at first glance, nearly a million as much, but fortunately, the ghost town is extremely large, and even the ghost hall occupies a certain place.

Every time he saw a ghost, he would feel the same feeling, he wanted to go back to the mortal world, he wanted to go back at all costs, he couldn't help but sigh when he thought of this.

It's easy to get in, but it's not so easy to leave.

As the ghost general of the entire ghost town, he has the highest power, and with his experience, he has also seen countless ghosts and heard a lot of ideas.

The most is undoubtedly thinking about returning to the mortal world and continuing this life, not for anything else, because there are too many things there, which makes it difficult to let go of them, and it is difficult to let go.

As a ghost, those things are no longer important, people who have died once, and gradually will understand that a light life is true, and only an extraordinary life is the real life.

As a monk, Xin Lan has a lot of things, but he can't refuse or agree, because he is a monk, and there are many things to consider, and he can't make decisions easily.

It's not so much that they can't let go, but it's their inner obsession, it's the thought in their obsession, so that they choose not to let go, only after experiencing it, will they feel what is the real life.

It is precisely because of those things that they hesitate in their hearts, and there is even more hesitation in hesitation, but with the establishment of ghost towns, they all choose to stay.

They still can't be put down.

The obsession in my heart is too deep, and it is already deep-rooted.

However, after all, they cannot escape the fate of reincarnation, and they have to go to reincarnation when they have the opportunity, which is their fate, but there are also people who stay here all their lives and become one of the thousands of ghosts.

Many of the ghosts Xin Lan saw when he came were from the outside world, and the clothes and breath on their bodies had a special feeling, and even among those people, he also saw ghosts from the Eastern Wilderness, and they became a part of them for the obsession in their hearts.

This part is a lifetime.

"Behind the ghost town, there is a sea, whose name is dead. ”

The old man's vicissitudes of life showed a touch of bitterness.

Bitter but there is a trace of helplessness, I don't know if it's because of the death or the Xin Lan in front of me.

"You go to the sea of death, you go to the sea, you can't use boats, rafts, you can't ask for help, but you can rely on yourself for a month. ”

"On the other side of the sea, there is the answer you want. ”

As he spoke, the figure of the old man gradually floated, and there was a faint trace of black line, which was constantly blown up by the wind, and gradually, the figure of the old man was blown clean by the wind, leaving no trace.

Xin Lan was originally there, with a deep thought in her eyes.

He didn't understand the old man's words.

The moment he raised his head, the scene in front of him made him stunned, and his eyes showed an unimaginable look.

The ghost hall in front of him has disappeared, only the sea in front of him, exuding a breath of death, rushing towards Xin Lan......

The color of the sea is pale blue, and there is a strange feeling on it, and at a glance, it is boundless, as if there is no other shore.

It is almost impossible to get across this sea without borrowing rafts and boats.

Besides, Xin Lan is still just a soul body, she doesn't have any spells to speak of, and she doesn't have any flying magic weapons, so how can it be simple to spend her past life.

Xin Lan stood there alone, looking at the sea in front of him, feeling the sound of the waves crashing, and his heart couldn't help but move, behind him, there was a hazy picture.

He knew that there was a ghost temple there.

The picture of the ghost hall was hazy, he couldn't see what was inside, and he couldn't feel anything, the existence of a ghost doomed him to have no choice but to look at the sea dryly.

Here, it's the sea of rebirth.

Just like its name, there is no life in the sea, and when you enter the sea, you will set off a tumbling wave, and the waves will make a surging sound, but it is strange that there are fish swimming in the sea.

Xin Lan didn't know what was on the other side of the sea of rebirth, but he knew that it was not a simple matter to get through this sea of rebirth.

Even, you may die in the sea of past lives, unable to live your past lives.

At this time, several faces appeared in his mind, and the people on the faces included Xuanqing, Ouyang Xue'er, Lin Hanfei, Mu Xiying, Gu Meijia, and some people who knew each other.

"I'm Xin Lan, I can't die yet..."

"At the very least, I can't die until I fulfill my dream. ”

Xin Lan raised her head and let out a low snort.

In his eyes, a touch of firmness appeared, his hand was clenched tightly, and he punched the ground in front of him, making it not far in front of him, setting off a wave.

Looking at the rolling waves, Xin Lan sat down and looked seriously at the sea of death.

The sea of life is endless, how can it be simple to get through, even with the help of manned things, I am afraid that it will not be able to cross the other side.

"Afterlife"

"What is the afterlife?"

Xin Lan stretched out her hand and grabbed a fish in the sea.

There was some confusion in his eyes, there was confusion about not knowing how to die, and there was also a comprehension that seemed to understand whether he understood or not.

Looking at the fish, he clearly felt that there was a breath on the body of the fish, which burst out, making its whole body full of thorns, and those thorns were all stabbed in Xin Lan's hands, and all of a sudden, blood flowed down the thorns.

But Xin Lan didn't seem to feel the pain, and felt the fish's struggle, and after a while, she put it back.

The fish swim around in the water, but there is no clear direction, here and there.

He looked at these things, and his heart suddenly became enlightened.

"The sea of rebirth is the sea, it has the vastness of the sea, but for me Xin Lan, it is just a road, a road to let me go back to the mortal world. ”

As he spoke, the confusion in Xin Lan's heart dissipated for the most part, her eyes became brighter and brighter, and she walked towards the sea of life.

One step, stepping into the sea of death.

One step, into the sea of rebirth.

The temperature in the sea of rebirth is about the same as that of the ordinary sea, but there is a heaviness that emerges invisibly.

Xin Lan didn't stop, but looked ahead.

"Since it is a road, a road that I must take, then, whether it is a sea or a river, in my eyes, it is a road after all. ”

"I don't care where it is going, but I believe in my feet, the direction in my heart, and I want to use my steps to get out of the path of death, which is the way I want. ”

"My generation of monks is walking the avenue of heaven and earth, and I, Xin Lan, now need to walk the avenue, a avenue leading to mortal dust. (To be continued.) )