Sitting quietly in the dark, I am not in the mood to climb any further, life is so fragile, whether it is mortal or immortal, there are ants under the avenue, life and death, but between day and night, there are long and short. The heart began to sink, as if it was to be melted by this darkness, the curtain sounded in the ears again, the cry of a baby sounded in my ears, my heart was shocked, and I searched around, but the cry was ethereal, since life was born, no one could give up lightly.

The starlight appeared again, and soon the dawn sun appeared, and the scene in front of me made me surprised and surprised, familiar streets, traffic, hurried pedestrians, and a few acquaintances, I raised my hands and shouted, but no one could feel my existence, as if the world was real, only I was fake. In the distance of the campus, there was a class bell, and the conditioned reflex ran towards the campus, and I saw from a distance, a person walked out of the school gate, stood up after a startle, and looked at me. I was completely stunned, it was another me. What kind of world is this, in a previous life? Why am I still here, and who am I now?" I said softly, walking towards me with a smile, and at the moment when I was about to overlap, I pulled back sharply, "Don't refuse, after the fusion, we will really go home." "No, it's just a false world formed by the projection of my memory, and if it overlaps, I will be in my memory, unable to extricate myself.

As if seeing through my thoughts, I stopped and said softly, "Make your hometown your hometown, wake up." "I struggled in my heart, the goal I was striving for was right in front of me, and I could go back to the past with just a few steps, but who was whose dream, who was true and who was false? Even if I went back in time, could I really go back to my previous life? Will the memories of my life be extinguished? That is the cause of my life. What kind of fruit will it bear, if it is not extinguished, I will not be compatible with this world at all. I didn't come again, but waited quietly for my decision, and in the middle of my thoughts, the Heavenly Eye in the sea of consciousness suddenly sent out a lightning bolt, which slashed at the soul body, and the severe pain woke me up. The soul is there, the body is there, why do you need to argue between truth and falsehood, "because I can't forget, there is such an echo." I muttered, turned away, and wept as I walked to the corner of the street where I had appeared, and the clear sky quickly darkened as I went. By the time I took the last step, it was completely dark. At your feet is a glittering staircase.

Standing on the stairs, my heart is still surging, suddenly in my past life, out of reach, heartache, sorrow, regret - all kinds of negative feelings, there is a sense of roaring, the urge to cry, if not suppressed, it may go crazy. Although I haven't climbed the stairs, I feel that I have passed the fifth floor, this floor uses the previous life to test the state of mind and will, even if I pass the guò, I am about to be crazy, I sit on the steps, and silently use the magic technique of "Heart Question" to suppress the demons in my heart, the demons are born from the heart, the so-called suppression, just bury it in the deepest part of the memory, forget it for the time being, and do not touch it.

The sixth floor is still shining with stars, and it is rare that there is nothing unusual, it won't be so simple, right? I observed suspiciously for a long time, it's really fine, so what am I waiting for, go directly to the seventh floor. As soon as he stepped on the steps, he found Jin Guang standing on it, sad and inexplicable, "Master, please spare the cold marrow, I am willing to be a slave and a servant." I was stunned, and I played illusion with me, I didn't bother to pay attention to you, and I wanted to shake the golden light, but he always stood in front of me, "Master, this is the retribution of my mind condensed in the Futu Tower, and it is also illusory and true, and a qiē words and deeds are equivalent to real experience." "Get out of the way, or don't blame me for turning my face." I said indifferently, I'm about to be tortured by this tower and go crazy, what are you still here to make a fuss about, "Go over and step on my corpse." As a result, he really didn't block, a punch hit him directly, and the mountain could collapse with the power of his body, not to mention that Jin Guang completely gave up resistance, even if I sensed his death intent and retracted his strength, he was torn apart, not human, and scattered on the steps.

I was stunned on the steps, speechless, as he said, empathize, his true body outside, although it will not fall, but it will be severely damaged, why do you want to do this, unable to redeem and kill yourself? But you also have to fight! Let me go out, how to explain to the Garan Temple, get rid of the clueless thoughts, and then step into the upper steps, and the fierce presiding officer stands in front, "Go back" A loud shout sounded, what are you kidding, and will give up because of your words, I shook my head firmly, and slapped a palm at me, the mana hit my face, I didn't think about it, a punch to catch up, see how fierce you are, and then there was a rain of blood that exploded, and the cause and effect were cut off by death, and the palm was empty.

My heart is dumb, and then crazy, you look for death, I will fulfill you!" I am unshakable, the devil blocks and kills the demon, and the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha!" I roared and rushed up, and on each step there stood a monk who did not say a word, did not swing his fist, did not use mana, but directly crashed into it, I hope they will retreat in the face of difficulties, or resist, but those high monks incarnate into mortal bodies, and collapse under a collision, I am covered in flesh and blood, like a devil drilled out of hell.

I didn't pay attention at all along the way, how many times the starlight went out, there was only one obsession: to find the key to the nine wells. Until I came to the end of the stairs, I saw the holy monk of Chengguan holding the little monk of the cold marrow, standing under the starlight, looking at me from afar, with a pair of endless eyes and a pair of clear and bright eyes. "Master, is he the calamity of my fate?" Han Pulp raised his head and asked, and shook his head after Cheng looked up, "Hitting the calamity is also hitting the creation." "Master, I can predict the life and death of others, why can't I predict myself. "Have I asked you to test the life and death of the monks of Garan Temple?" Han Pulp shook his head with a puzzled face, "I don't know life, I don't know death, I know the story of the ending, do you still want to hear it?" "I don't listen, it's too boring." Chill grinned.

Shaped like the figure of an ancestor and grandson, talking happily under the starlight, warm and infinite, and this qiē is about to be destroyed by me, and for the first time, I feel that I am deeply guilty. Chengguan lovingly touched Han Pi's head a few times, and gently pushed him in my direction, Han Pi slowly walked towards me, clear and bright eyes looked directly at me, if you could see me through, "Do you want to know your life and death?" Han Pi suddenly spoke, "I don't want to hear the story of the ending. I replied bitterly, "Fortunately, you don't want to know, I can't see through your life and death, you're a weirdo!"

Han Marrow approached, I stretched out my palm, begging him to hand it over, so that I could relieve a little guilt, but my palm was covered with flesh and blood, which made him afraid, tears were in his eyes, and he turned to look helplessly at Chengguan in the distance, Chengguan waved his hand to him, and then sat down on the ground, "Master, after fate, can I come back?" Hanmarrow shouted with a crying voice, "Idiot, Sansheng Futu, you have experienced it, and after fate, it is transcendence." "I don't want to be detached! I want to re-enter samsara and return to Garan Monastery. Han Pi turned around suddenly, burst into tears, put his little hand in my palm, and layers of ripples began to rise around Han Pi, like blending into the rippling lake, disappearing, and in my palm, a white jade flute appeared, and the whimpering flute echoed in this world. (To be continued......)