In the lead temple in the center of the capital, an old monk is leisurely walking around the temple, with such a childlike innocent smile on his face, which can even be compared to the sunshine in the sky.

However, at a certain moment, the smile on his face suddenly stiffened, as if some danger was coming, he quickly closed his eyes, meditated and pondered, and finally a sentence came out of his mouth, "Who is it that actually entered the underworld illusion." ”

At the same time, far away from the capital, the Dushan Sect, the Gathering Spiritual Courtyard.

In a small dormitory, Xu Chen's body was as stiff as the old monk's face, his eyes were scattered, looking at a hand-drawn chessboard on the ground like four people, and his right hand was tightly gripping a jade sword at the neckline.

His body was motionless, and if someone touched his cheeks at this time, he would definitely be frightened, because his cheeks were as cold as ice and snow at this time, and there was no trace of life at all.

Yes, there is not a single breath of a living person, including breathing.

In the illusion, Xu Chen was scratching his head, as if he didn't know that his body in reality was already stiff and cold.

He kept scratching his head, thinking about how he could get out of the illusion, he could naturally practice at this time, as he wished, but when he practiced, he still had to return to reality. If he can't find a way now, then how can he practice with peace of mind?

After a long thought, he finally decided that it would be again, he would enter the illusion here again, then the next illusion would already be the third illusion, and he didn't know what the outcome would be.

He was not afraid, but there was a hint of anticipation, he thought that the next illusion might be to reappear that stone pillar, and that bottomless pool of blood.

Picking up a stone at random, he began to draw a chessboard on the floor of the school house in this fantasy world, and it was strange that these disciples who were in class were not real to him, but every object was very real.

Soon, the rudimentary chessboard was finally completed, and at the same time, his right hand was already gripping the jade sword, and after a fluctuation of aura, he fell into another illusion again.

However, his initial thinking was wrong, because when he opened his eyes, the scene in front of him jumped himself.

"This is、This is the Wanjing Pavilion。 ”

Xu Chen unconsciously said his voice.

Moreover, this is not just the Wanjing Pavilion, this is also the scene he used to be in the Wanjing Pavilion, several disciples from other academies are flipping through the books in front of the bookshelf, and he himself is looking at the books at the square table by the window, what surprises him even more is that at this time, what he is in front of him is the "Ghost Tomb Testament".

"This ......"

Xu Chen couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, "Could it be that the appearance of the illusion is a flashback? If this is the case, he will never be able to get out of this layer by layer illusion realm, and the illusion will always remain in his memories." ”

He didn't have time to look or inspect the environment, but once again drew his chessboard on the square table, the fourth.

This time, he broke out in a cold sweat all over his body, he was afraid that his guess was right, if his guess was right, then he didn't know if he would live forever in the illusion, but it was certain that his physical body would slowly rot in reality.

When this fourth illusion opened, a chessboard appeared directly in front of him, forgetting about the surroundings, this is a meditation room, and in front of him is the great monk of the lead Hua Temple.

He knew that the great monk should be the same as the person in the previous two illusions, and he was not aware of his existence at all, so he immediately made a decision, that is, to enter again, which was the only way he could think of it.

However, when he reached for his collar, his heart sank to the bottom, because the jade sword was gone.

Xu Chen flipped through in a panic, as if he was going to take off his entire clothes, but he still couldn't find it after all, and just as he was thinking hard, the old monk in front of him suddenly laughed.

This smile frightened Xu Chen.

Because, he has always regarded the people in the illusion as decorations, as if they did not exist at all, but the old monk at this time actually looked at himself like this and smiled.

Xu Chen could clearly see from the eyes of the old monk that the other party was looking at him, and he was indeed smiling at himself.

He just wanted to stand up and take two steps back, but he heard the old monk say directly: "What's the matter?

This sentence made Xu Chen almost spread on the ground, he knew that what the other party said about playing hooligans was the scene when he had just turned over his clothes, so that the old monk in front of him was not a virtual image in the illusion, but a real existence.

However, Xu Chen didn't dare to draw such a conclusion, so the next moment, he did something that even the old monk didn't expect, he directly reached out and touched the old monk, his face, his dirty hair, his beard, and even when he touched the beard, he also tugged hard.

Yes, extremely textured.

The old monk just watched him like this, but the smile on his face turned into helplessness and slight anger.

"Have you touched enough?"

When Xu Chen heard this, he quickly withdrew his right hand, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said tremblingly: "That, senior, are you alive?"

"Fart, I'm not alive, can I still talk to you?"

The old monk stroked his beard and scolded, "It's quite hard." ”

Although he was reprimanded, Xu Chen felt a burst of ecstasy, "Senior, I have finally, finally come out." ”

"Humph!"

The old monk snorted coldly, "Get out of here, it's so unteachable, what kind of understanding is this? Boy, do you know what a dangerous thing you have done? If it weren't for me entering this illusion, I'm afraid you would have stayed here forever." ”

Xu Chen scratched his head and asked suspiciously, "Senior, in this way, those who stay here can live forever?"

"!"

The old monk pouted and said impatiently, "I said that you really don't have any understanding at all! Haven't you heard of a state called immortality, impurity and impurity?"

Xu Chen sighed, he had heard it, this is the speech of Buddhism, talking about the state after becoming a Buddha. However, thinking of this, he suddenly looked at the old monk and asked, "Senior, are you saying that you have already become a Buddha in the illusion?"

"This?"

The old monk was suddenly asked, yes, isn't this the state of becoming a Buddha? However, obviously, becoming a Buddha is not so simple, "This ...... You can't say that, for example, when you go to the hut, you have to stay squatting, but can you say that when you squat, you are going to the hut? Maybe you're looking at ants, even if you're in the hut, it could be that you're deliberately not letting people in, isn't it?"

"This ......"

Xu Chen lowered his head in shame, obviously, the old monk's metaphor made him soar, but it really made sense.

After talking for a while, he said, "So, senior, can we go back?" Or rather, how should we go back?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the old monk actually gave him a burst of chestnuts directly, and asked with concern, "Does it hurt?"

"Damn, can it not hurt?"

Of course, this was Xu Chen's heart, and while he rubbed it, he said to the old monk, "It hurts!"

The old monk nodded, very satisfied, "It's right, can you understand any truth from here?"

"This ......"

Xu Chen thought for a long time, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "Senior, you want to tell me that what you can feel pain is real, and what you can't feel pain is illusory." ”

"Phew!"

The old monk took a sip directly, and another burst of chestnuts, "Hehe, I want to tell you, don't bully people easily, because others will return sooner or later, it's not that the time has not come." ”

Xu Chen stared at the old monk with big eyes, the fire of anger in his heart was already burning, but he didn't dare to attack at this time, "That, what does this have to do with returning to reality?"

"It's okay, I just want revenge. ”

The old monk replied honestly, "And what you just said is wrong, what is called illusion and what is called reality, this is difficult to say." Isn't the pain you feel in the illusion real? I think you've learned it a long time ago, haven't you?"

Xu Chen nodded, in the illusion of the first layer, that pain was real, and it was extremely painful.

"Yes!"

The old monk smiled slightly, "So, even if you feel pain, it is not necessarily reality, just like your so-called reality, where there is birth, old age, sickness and death, where there are joys, sorrows, sorrows, and sorrows, these are all real feelings, but who dares to say that the world is real?"

Speaking of this, the old monk suddenly spread his palms, and a small jade sword fell directly on the chessboard, "Remember, the so-called difference between real and illusory, it is just out of one mind, let's play another game of chess!"

Seeing the jade sword, Xu Chen's mood was even more excited, he didn't look at the old monk, and directly held the jade sword in his hand.

The old monk didn't pay attention, but picked up the white chess box, "Come on! ”

"Oh!"

Xu Chen picked up the black chess box placed beside him, but he hesitated at that moment, because the last time he played chess with the old monk, it was the first time he entered the illusion, if the illusion appeared at this time, then I don't know what the result would be.

Just when Xu Chen hesitated, the old monk smiled slightly: "It seems that you still have a little, that is, you still have a little memory, haha!"

The old monk smiled very happily, "Remember, everything is in one heart, your own heart, when you reach out and take out a chess piece, and even when it has been lifted and is about to fall, the prediction of the whole chessboard trend in your mind is all an illusion, only when that chess piece really falls, it is real." Life is the same, a son falls, it will not be repentant, everything you imagine, pain, remorse, or the eventful years of the past, everything is an illusion, only the moment this chess piece falls is real, and only for a moment, after that, it will also become illusory. ”

After speaking, the old monk directly took out a white child and gently placed it on the chessboard Tianyuan's position.

"Hey, senior, that's not right!"

Xu Chen hurriedly said, "Shouldn't black chess be the first move?"

"Huh!"

The old monk shook his head and smiled, "Who said that you must take the lead in black chess, and think that everything stipulated is also false." Is it true that when the two armies are fighting, you must follow the routines of the other party? Life is a game of chess, not just a game of chess, if you blindly follow the rules of other people, then no matter how good you do, you are just another person, not yourself. Buddhism says that the mind is clear, and the person who is in power also explains the mind, but the latter is talking about others, and the Dharma is talking about one's own, and if you want to live, you really live, and the heart you understand must be your own heart. ”

For some reason, the old monk's voice became smaller and smaller, and his body was slowly fading, and soon disappeared, as if it had been dissolved in the air in front of him.

At the same time as the old monk disappeared, a long voice sounded in Xu Chen's ears, "Remember, when you lift it, everything is an illusion, and only when it falls, it is the real world." ”