I Signed In For a Thousand Years, I Just Want To Get Away From the World

Yunmengzezhong.

"Roar!!!"

A dragon chant shocked the world.

The invisible power is like substance, rising suddenly and lurking in the vast fog.

Yun Mengze's Lingwu Demon Fog was like a calm sea, but as the dragon chant sounded, the sea boiled.

Whirlpools swirled rapidly in the void; the airflow accelerated the flow speed, and turned into a wave of air that would hurt when slapped on a person's face; the monster who was walking arrogantly and domineeringly was suddenly dropped by the mountain peaks, and pressed heavily on his back. But bending his knees, walking hard.

And the cause of all this is Xia Ji.

After he entered Yunmengze,

He sat cross-legged beside a mist of water,

Since then, no demon can get close.

The group of demons that have been inherited are certainly powerful, and the number of demons that enter the target is as large as a colony of ants... But in the face of existence like Xia Ji, they are just not bad.

If it is an ordinary newcomer to the Five Realms, it is impossible to be killed by the human sea tactics, but if you want to kill Xia Ji, there is no possibility.

Luohu swallows the sun, gluttony, dragon...

Each of these three is an unimaginable force, not to mention the integration of the three now?

Xia Ji still remembered that at this time when he first came, a man had been killing with a sword for several months without stopping, and he was covered in red blood before waiting for the door to open.

But now, what he needs is not to survive until the door is opened, but to refrain from being smashed and killed.

So, he actually restrained...

do not kill.

Can't kill!

The violent power spread to the surroundings, forming a complicated aura, and every monster wants to stay away from him. Even if there is occasional strength and want to provoke, he will weigh it when entering this aura, and then In the end, he chose to retreat without a fight and evacuated in a desperate manner.

Xia Ji, to them, is like a king coming from the sky.

In the place where Xia Ji is, no demon dares to invade, no demon dare to stay.

Jin Chanzi was also touched by the light, and sat quietly in the area sheltered by Xia Ji, closed his eyes, muttering words in his mouth, reading the scriptures.

And beside him, the black-clad man has dark eyes...

Black is like an abyss, black like nothingness after all things are destroyed, without life or death, calm enough to not afford any waves.

The black hair is like a demon flame, moving behind him without wind, like a spider web spreading out the hunting world in the aura, rising and falling one after another.

Such double pupils should only be seen in the destruction of death and doomsday, and should never be so quiet.

But now, the pair of eyes are not only quiet, but also seem to be thinking.

Jin Chanzi sighed secretly in her heart, but she didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, a hoarse and suppressed voice came from his ear.

"Monk, before entering Yunmengze, you said to me that if you still have a kind heart, you can put on a tight band, and then recite the tight band curse to suppress the thought of killing with pain...Then I ask you, what is good? What is killing?"

Jin Chanzi opened his eyes, turned his head, and met those scary pupils that ordinary people would go crazy after seeing... The suppressed feelings hidden inside are beyond words.

Xia Ji entered a place like Yunmengze, as if a hungry traveler ran into a feast with big fish and meat, but he couldn't eat it. What kind of control and willpower can this be done?

Jin Chanzi didn't speak, but looked at Xia Ji calmly.

Xia Jidao: "To view everything from life to death, but from existence to extinction... However, from the perspective of eternity, life is going, and death is coming. Then, goodness is to let people live and let Existence of things, so that all things are outside and cannot come? This is not right!!! This is a narrow species lie!!!"

Jin Chanzi said softly: "Yes."

Xia Ji was stunned.

He frowned and said, "Monk, do you think this is right?"

Jin Chanzi said sincerely: "What the donor said is extremely right. Why doesn't the monk approve it? Speaking of it, the monk is actually not a human being. If one thought is immortal, it is immortal. Who can do it? So the monk naturally understands What the donor said."

After he said this, he stopped admonishing more, but quietly closed his eyes and continued to recite the scriptures.

The two were accompanied, and several months passed in an instant.

Yun Mengze had "floated" away from the gorge of the world long ago, and became an independent world, like a spaceship carrying two "people" floating in the lonely and lonely cold starry sky.

The world is far away, but the other shore is gone.

Where are you? Where is the heart?

Maybe everyone has their own thoughts and opinions, but a strong sense of loneliness is inevitable.

Someday in a few months...

A mysterious door appeared.

In the past, this was called Tianmen.

Those who open the gates of heaven are gods.

Now, I don’t know what the door is...

The door was pushed slightly by a mysterious force, exposing finger-wide gaps, and a strange gray mist gushed out from the gaps in the door, but it didn't flow far away, just sketching out an outline.

The outline of the door.

The door opens, usually when the host wants to go out, or when a guest wants to come in.

But this door is not opened for anyone, nor is it closed for anyone...

It's just time, so I opened it myself.

Jin Chanzi suddenly opened his eyes, brushed off the moon white monk's robe stained with dust and water mist, and strode towards the gray door.

He doesn't know that if he enters the door, he will die, and he will float in the world of gray mist with only one thought, maybe even never to the sea of ​​suffering?

Do not!

he knows.

However, his steps were not slow.

Only when he walked to the door, he paused, turned to face Xia Ji, folded his hands together, bowed slightly, and sincerely said: "If the donor cannot suppress his inner killing thoughts one day, but still intends to be kind, he can wear this hoop. In the middle of the head, he then silently recites the tightening mantra, which can be suppressed with great pain, thereby regaining clarity."

Xia Ji was stunned.

Because, Jin Chanzi said the previous words intact.

Buddhism has a motto: say that one thing is not good.

Therefore, before leaving, Jin Chanzi re-answered his question about "goodness and killing" in Yunmengzeli.

This is his answer.

So Xia Ji was astonished, but the repeated answer was completely non-repetitive.

While he was thinking, Jin Chanzi's voice came from afar.

"The poor monk hopes that one day, I can still meet the donor again. If the donor falls to the dead, the poor monk will do his best to save the donor."

The white robe monk raised his head, his pupils were bright, and he showed a bright smile, as if he was not going to die, but to live.

Immediately,

He stepped into the gray door, then turned around, folded his hands together, and said, "Nanmo Amitabha."

Xia Ji saw his body instantly turned into dust, blown by a ignorant wind, and disappeared.

He bowed his head slightly.

Inexplicable...

The complex feelings in my heart all detonated, converging into an unexplainable feeling of compassion.

This compassion is true compassion, not compassion for killing and destruction.

At the same moment, his terrifying killing intent was as if a piece of black ice was pressed on the red hot iron, and it cooled down.

This is the compassion from Jin Chanzi, a kind of compassion conveyed to him through Zen.

"Thanks a lot."

If Xia Ji realized something, put his hands together and bowed deeply to the missing Jin Chanzi.

This is not only Jin Chanzi answering him, but also helping him, reminding him what a thought is.

With one thought, there is no way.

One thought, one step at a time.

One thought, this is dust-free.

One thought, why bother to sweep Mingtai?

Although I understand, I still don't understand it.

But this is the limit Jin Chanzi can do for him.

Xia Ji got up and walked towards the door that was surging with gray mist.

Step into the obsolete dimension, put yourself in the void bubble, and then stagnate in the gray mist, waiting for the "high tide", the bubble can move with the tide, and finally be pushed to the edge of the sea of ​​bitterness.

Another long wait...

...

...

Patter...

Patter...

Void bubbles are like ships lost in a sea of ​​gray mist.

And finally reached the shore.

However, this shore is the entrance to the sea of ​​bitterness.

You thought you were ashore, but in fact you have just stepped into the sea of ​​bitterness.

The periphery of the sea of ​​bitterness is the world constructed by the desires of all human beings...Yes, this is only the periphery.

Xia Ji glanced at the mountains that seemed to be eternally floating with gray snow, stepped away from the void bubble, and formally stepped into the sea of ​​bitterness.

In the world of hexagrams and calculations, he has entered many times, but even if the world of hexagrams and calculations has sixteen months...he has never been able to enter the second step.

However, he can be sure that he is indeed in the amniotic fluid.

Warm and safe, it seems to return to the original origin of all life.

He curled up in the woman's belly, listening to the quiet and deep sound of amniotic fluid like the ocean, listening to the powerful and reassuring heartbeat.

Jin Chanzi said that everyone’s sea of ​​suffering is first of all his own sea of ​​suffering, and the cause of all the sea of ​​suffering is always born.

So it’s normal to enter a sea of ​​bitterness and become a fetus that has never been given birth.

The bitter sea conveys important information, which varies from person to person, never the same.

Xia Ji could guess that this woman must be a very important person to him.

He never got out of this gestation, but saw the woman's face.

But he guessed it might be Yan Zhen.

Because before he stepped into the sea of ​​bitterness, he saw the heavy gray snow and the mountains, which was probably the scene when the concubine Zhen was pregnant with him, and the mountains could correspond to Wudang again, which was very reasonable.

certainly,

He had even wilder guesses.

That is the mother before crossing.

He certainly doesn't remember whether his mother before crossing the mountain climbed the mountain while she was pregnant, nor does he know if there was a heavy snow that year.

Heavy snow always gives the world a sense of silence and loneliness.

Only strong loneliness can bring a glimpse of sobriety.

But if it is possible, who wants to be awake?

This is the mentality of the witches.

Xia Ji and the witches formed a couple and felt their mentality inexplicably.

Later...

He needs to spend a long time in this belly.

miracly,

The sign-in can still be carried out.

And there are many visa-free cards...

In addition, in terms of protecting his life today, in addition to his normal defenses, he has four survivors, a jade plate that avoids death, and a black dragon scale.

In short, he can withstand 14 attacks from a thousand people.

In other words, if the source master of Maitreya mentioned by Black Dragon's mother kills him in the future, would it be necessary to kill him fourteen times to succeed?

Xia Ji only thought for a while before she felt dizzy.

The voice of a woman humming a song suddenly came from the distant horizon.

The voice was very gentle, and Xia Ji had a good impression in an instant.

He had heard it many times in the world of hexagrams and calculations before, but he never got tired of it.

However, the voice was also very vague, making him unable to analyze whether it was Zhen Fei's voice.

It's a bit like, and a bit different.

His thoughts turned slower and slower, and finally... immersed in his sleep.

Jin Chanzi said that the sea of ​​bitterness is a magical place. It is a place where pure desires gather. It is connected to the outside world, but it is not applicable...

Here is the world of obsession, desire and detachment.

If you can't see through it, the gods and Buddhas will sink here, unless you prepare to return in advance with great magical powers.

Here is the place to sharpen your thoughts.

The five realms become divine souls, and what the five realms do... is to sharpen the mind.

It is said that there are many ways to sharpen the mind.

However, stepping into the other side is the most efficient and dangerous way.

I do not know how long it has been...

Suddenly, a wave of energy rushed into his body from the surroundings, making him feel strangely comfortable.

Xia Ji heard the sound of rice porridge flowing, and part of the nutrition that was divided into the mother's body would always be distributed to him.

Then, he felt vaguely through many layers of water film voices, as if they were talking to him, as if they were talking to others, or as if they were telling stories.

And as time passed, a tight bond was born between him and this woman.

This made him more and more curious...

Who is this woman?

Is it Yan Zhen?

is not it?

In curiosity, in women's singing and speaking, time flies for three years.

After three years, Xia Ji felt like he was about to be born.

He was also speechless at the bottom of his heart.

It's no wonder that in the world of hexagram calculation, no matter how you are in a hurry, you cannot always take a look at the world of suffering after birth.

Who would have thought of being pregnant for three years?

Soon, Xia Ji felt that she was taken out of the woman's belly, wrapped in a silk cloth swaddle, and then sent to the woman.

The woman was very weak, but she still hugged him and looked at him with gentle eyes.

"It's a beautiful child." The woman's voice is very nice. It is the sound from the distant horizon that Xia Ji heard when Xia Ji was in her belly. At this time, the woman's pupils full of maternal love were watching quietly. Looking at him, it seems that he is the most expensive treasure in the universe, and any existence that wants to touch this treasure will turn a woman into a crazy monster protecting her cubs.

Xia Ji also widened her eyes hard, to see what this woman looked like.

He recognized it clearly.

This is not Yan Zhen.

Not his mother before crossing.

Not even Yuan Bixia.

This is a woman who exudes nobility and grace, looks like the eldest lady of the scholarly family.

But if you look closely, you can see the golden phoenix embroidered on the luxurious clothes wrapped in this woman.

Xia Ji turned his head diligently again, and vaguely saw that many people dressed up as court ladies and eunuchs were also showing joy. This extremely distinctive dress and the surrounding architectural features suddenly made him understand where this place was.

Royal palace.

He was born in the palace.

Judging from the robes of the mother who gave birth to him, it is likely to be a queen.

What is going on here?

Suddenly, he remembered what Xia Susu had said to him before...

————"According to the human algorithm, I should be more than two hundred years old."

The words of the black dragon also circled in his mind~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In the long river of endless history, the most amazing and brilliant can be born in the villa among the splendid peach blossoms, and they will kill the human counterpart. , The heir's corresponding to all his causality, thus become complete. They are immortal, and even after a thousand years or tens of thousands of years, they can still return to the world. "

And all the families in Peach Blossom Villa are not formed and connected through blood relationship, but... according to the order of entering the villa, as well as surnames and some other factors.

Xia Ji's thoughts are like electricity.

If Xia Susu lived more than two hundred years old, then...she should have entered the villa two hundred years ago...

If you are really a person from the villa, then the time to enter the villa must have been two hundred years ago.

The cause revealed by the sea of ​​suffering is the original cause.

Now, is this the reason?

Is this queen the first reason for her birth? Also the original mother?