SFS Chapter 136 I am me, I get the relic
Chapter 136 I am me, I get the relic
Li Changxiao walked, taking one step at a time, and all the past events brushed through his heart.
Bridge of Conscience, Bridge of Conscience.
What is being asked is one’s original intention.
How many monks have practiced for a lifetime but may not even recognize themselves?
There is a reason why this fairy-like white jade bridge is placed at the bottom of the Eighteen Hells.
No one gets through easily.
Li Changxiao is no exception.
He felt like he didn't care about anything.
But is this really the case?
He had mediocre talents and had studied magic for decades, but was surpassed by a gifted genius in just a few months. Did he really not complain about the unfairness of God?
His cultivation progress was slow, and it took him decades to break through a small realm, while some people could reach three realms in one day. Didn't he feel sad and lost?
He had no background and embarked on the road to immortality alone. The difficulties and dangers involved were beyond the reach of outsiders. If he hadn't had the last resort of the Great Dream Immortal Body, he might even...
He did not die on the road of seeking, but died directly from failure in building the foundation, failure in forming the elixir, and death from old age due to exhaustion of his lifespan.
In life, failures are more common than successes. However, every time he fails, is he really not sad or self-doubting?
"tread…"
"tread…"
Step by step.
Li Changxiao walked slowly.
One question after another, one scene after another appeared before my eyes.
There are countless stars in the sky competing for brilliance.
When Li Changxiao raised his head, was his mood really as calm as it appeared?
Looking at the world where the geniuses are fighting for their lives, while he can only struggle among the mediocre people, does he really not feel a bit lonely and unwilling?
There are three million stars in the sky, but Li Changxiao has nothing to do but drink.
Drinking is never cool.
But to relieve sorrow.
Did he really not care about Panlong Zong Si Nian's silent farewell? He cared a lot at the time and was very sad. The slightest ray of light also took the initiative to leave him.
Before his spiritual energy was exhausted, he practiced for seven hundred years. He walked very slowly, watching the monks younger than him catch up with him little by little, until he could no longer see their backs...
When he first came to this world, he really had never thought that when he was awake he could hold power over the world, and when he was drunk he could sleep on the lap of a beauty. Would this huge Lingtian Dynasty sooner or later fall into the hands of a time traveler like him, his blind arrogance?
Then.
After his spiritual energy was exhausted, watching the monks struggling for their lifespans and worrying about how to reform, apart from sympathy, didn't he have a trace of complacency and superiority that was detached from this world?
While walking in the world, he is not stingy in doing small good deeds. Doesn't he subconsciously think that this is an act of charity from above?
even……
Did he really not guess that Zhao Qing was Mu Qin?
……
Li Changxiao walked along.
One voice after another rang in his mind.
Before he knew it, he had already walked most of the way.
It’s only one step away from the other side.
Li Changxiao narrowed his eyes slightly and answered in his mind:
So what if it is, so what if it isn’t?
Bridge of the Heart, Bridge of the Heart, let me ask you, am I myself?
"Yes"
The sound of the Heart-Questioning Bridge reverberated on this level, and even reached his Mirror of Cause.
The scene before my eyes shattered, and the questions in my mind instantly fell silent.
That's when.
Li Changxiao took a step forward, walked down the Bridge of Conscience, and arrived at the eighteenth floor.
His eyes didn't fluctuate much.
He knows everything, including the ugly, dirty and beautiful things in our hearts. He has always known it.
He is who he is.
The path he takes, the things he thinks about, and everything he does are all intentional. He knows very well what kind of person he is.
You can say he is free and easy or cowardly, he has always been like this and will only be like this.
Do you know who I am today?
No.
Li Changxiao, who spends the whole day drinking and dreaming.
But he is a rare sober person.
That is why, even when his heart was being dissected at the Bridge of Questioning the Heart and tricky questions were being asked, his steps remained the same.
Even in the end, I asked myself the bridge of conscience: Am I myself?
If you ask Xinqiao, he will say no.
It's not him who's wrong, it's it.
The Bridge of Questioning the Heart, the Bridge of Questioning the Heart, was also asked this question today by someone who climbed the bridge.
Li Changxiao didn't know.
Since ancient times, few people have been able to force the Bridge of Questioning Heart to utter a melodious answer.
This state of mind cannot be fully expressed by one who has a clear mind of Tao.
Li Changxiao walked towards the eighteenth floor.
There is a dark passage, and after passing through the passage, you come to an indoor space.
There is a flesh body sitting cross-legged in the center.
Li Changxiao's eyes focused, this person is the legendary Wanji Buddha.
If he were to talk about the Incense Buddha, the Thousand-Armed Buddha Beads, and the Mysterious Sound Buddha, he might have heard of them.
As for this Wanji Buddha, he had never even heard of it.
He came closer.
His eyes fell on the face of Wanji Buddha.
He is very handsome, with eyebrows as straight as mountain peaks and lips as sharp as swords, giving people a feeling of being apathetic and unfeeling.
Wanji Buddha put his hands together.
The body is still well preserved.
Li Changxiao frowned and bowed to the body, expressing his apologies for the offense and hoping that the senior would not blame him, then... lifted the clothes on the abdomen of the body.
"really."
In an instant, Li Changxiao's pupils shrank suddenly.
I saw that there was a circle of tumor at the belly button of this Wan Ji Buddha, spreading from both sides to the lower back.
This Wanji Buddha body is the source of the mysterious sound in the Wanji Secret Realm.
His body was contaminated, which caused Xuanyin to mutate.
This way.
Everything makes sense then.
I just don’t know whether the relics of Wanji Buddha have also been contaminated.
Li Changxiao followed the secret method taught to him by the old monk.
He stepped on the Buddhist Golden Step, put his fingers together, and touched the forehead of the Wanji Buddha's physical body.
Then, recite Buddhist scriptures.
Then, he released the old monk's innate mysterious sound from the dream space, controlling the mysterious sound to flow through his body and finally gathering at his fingertips.
The method of controlling this natal mysterious sound was taught to him by the old monk.
When the old monk was about to enter reincarnation, he passed his innate mysterious sound to Li Changxiao and taught him how to control it, telling him that if the spiritual energy was sufficient, this mysterious sound could directly kill a strong man in the refining void realm.
But... it was quite difficult for Li Changxiao. He was only at the Nascent Soul stage and had used up all his cultivation. Killing a person at the peak of the Spiritualization stage was already his limit.
This thing, before the spiritual energy is exhausted, is an absolute killer move, but after it is exhausted, it will become a self-destructing bomb, so it is useless. He also specifically asked Li Changxiao to seal it in his body when he doesn't need it, which can at least play a role in prolonging his life.
If you want to study its use, go look for the books left by Buddha Xuanyin.
Closer to home.
Under the pull of various forces.
Wanji Buddha's eyes suddenly opened.
He looked at Li Changxiao, slowly closed his eyes, and then opened his mouth.
A golden relic fell from his mouth. Li Changxiao caught it before it hit the ground and held it in his palm to observe it.
This relic is golden in color, with halos on its surface.
Very mysterious.
There is also a strong and orthodox atmosphere.
This is the essence of Wanji Buddha's life. This relic has the effect of evolving Xuanyin.
Li Changxiao put the relic into the dream space.
Then he opened one jar after another of the strange and mysterious sounds and began to purify...
The golden light in the depths of his eyes became increasingly intense, his black robe fluttered, and the black and white mask began to form fine cracks because it could not withstand the overflowing power.