Chapter 742: Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water
Without Zhu Xia, Chen Chao climbed the stairs alone. Now he felt carefully and could feel some subtle breath in the air, as if there were wisps of wind blowing slightly on his body.
Chen Chao's physique is not to say that he is the best in the world, but at least he is invincible in the realm of forgetfulness. Therefore, he can not care about these things that look like a breeze, but are actually the flow of qi. But the other monks cannot, so they came to get it.
here.
After that, he continued to climb the stairs and had probably crossed the 700th floor.
What shocked Chen Chao was that when they reached the 700th floor, there were still bookshelves here. In other words, the classics of Wantian Palace were still there at this moment.
Not exhausted yet.
What does it mean?
It probably means vast and vast.
There are so many classics in the Wantian Palace, but what about the infatuated temple that has been the leader of the Taoist sect all these years?
Chen Chao sighed.
The Liang Dynasty was only established for more than two hundred years. In these aspects, compared with these Fangwai sects, they were really far behind.
After the 700th floor, Chen Chao occasionally saw Taoists from the Wantian Palace here, but there were not many of them. Only one could be seen on the 20th floor or so.
And there is no doubt that those who can come here are already Wangyou monks from Wantian Palace.
That is, Daomen Zhenren.
Although there were not many, Chen Chao had seen at least five or six of them.
After reaching the 900th floor, Chen Chao walked up and it was no longer calm. He clearly felt a strange smell in the building, which made it difficult for him to climb the stairs.
It was as if there was a big stone pressing on his shoulders.
However, Chen Chao didn't care about this. If it was just like this, it wouldn't be enough to take it seriously.
Walking further back, they had reached the thousandth floor. Chen Chao stopped temporarily on this floor, then came to the window and looked out.
There were white clouds outside the window, and the ground could no longer be seen.
This three-thousand-story building seems to be a thing among the clouds.
They say there are castles in the air, and the Three Thousand Towers at this moment is like a real castle in the air.
Chen Chao withdrew his gaze.
Continue to climb the stairs.
One thousand and one floor, one thousand and two floors, one thousand and three floors.
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Half an hour later, Chen Chao had already climbed the stairs one thousand seventeen times.
Sweat began to form on his back, and his legs were already feeling a little sore. In fact, he didn't know that in this three-thousand-story building, ordinary monks could only climb up to this point.
However, Chen Chao still had some feelings, because he didn't see many Taoists along the way after that.
After waiting on the 1,730th floor, Chen Chao saw a middle-aged Taoist sitting cross-legged on a futon. The Taoist's eyes were closed, and he was obviously practicing hard in seclusion. But when Chen Chao appeared here,
The Taoist slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Chen Chao. After discovering that Chen Chao was a martial artist, the Taoist frowned slightly, as if he didn't understand why a martial artist would climb the three thousand floors.
However, he didn't say much. He just smiled at Chen Chao and continued to practice hard with his eyes closed.
In fact, the matter is simple. If Wantian Palace is not in danger, no matter what kind of people come here, they are all guests of Wantian Palace. Since they are guests, there is no need to worry.
Chen Chao took a look at the futon under the seat. It was already somewhat damaged and looked like it had been there for who knows how many years.
A saying that monks in the mountains often like to say is that if there is no Jiazi in the mountains, the world has been around for thousands of years.
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Although it's not that extreme now, it's pretty close.
Chen Chao continued to climb the stairs and gradually discovered that there were not many bookshelves upstairs, only one or two rows.
This time Chen Chao climbed to the 300th floor in one breath.
We arrived at the 2,000th floor.
He began to breathe heavily and sweat began to wet his clothes.
That invisible pressure was almost too much for a warrior like him to bear.
Chen Chao let out a breath of thick air.
The white mist in the body begins to flow, reducing the pressure on oneself.
So he went upstairs again.
With a bang, there seemed to be a bell ringing in his mind, and the faint sound of the avenue began to linger in his mind. It was obvious that the bell did not ring in this building, but he heard it clearly.
The sound of the bell lingered throughout his body, like a breeze pouring in from his ears and nose, and then quickly penetrated his entire body.
The sound of the bell circulated in his body. This was the first time for Chen Chao to feel it. He felt a little strange, but at this moment, this strangeness could not be described. As the sound of the bell completely circulated around his body, Chen Chao felt a heartbreaking pain.
At this moment, it seemed like someone was holding the sharpest flying sword in the world and cutting off his skin and flesh piece by piece.
This kind of pain is no less than the punishment of Lingchi.
Chen Chao's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, as if it was about to drip down at any moment.
Every breath he took at this moment seemed to be burning his internal organs, as if his internal organs were boiling in hot water.
However, in the torture, Chen Chao soon discovered the benefits he had gained. Under such pain, as he breathed again and again, the turbid air he exhaled was like bubbles in a bucket of water. At this moment, all the odors in his body were eliminated.
Perception is greater than before
clear.
Chen Chao believed that he had never neglected to exercise his body, and his body was truly the top among the Wangyou Wufu. However, under the sound of the bell, Chen Chao discovered that his body, which he thought was perfect, had actually reached the point where he could
At this moment, it is actually not really perfect.
Chen Chao narrowed his eyes. Compared with the pain at the moment, he wanted to reflect on what he had failed to do well.
This time you can find your shortcomings through the sound of the bell, but what about next time?
What happens after reaching the end of Wangyou?
Although Chen Chao didn't know how to reach the realm after the end of Wangyou, he at least understood that if he didn't complete all the previous realms when Wangyou came to the end, he was afraid that he would never have the chance to touch the threshold above.
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Once you have embarked on a path of spiritual practice, everyone wants to reach the highest point.
Giving up halfway is not Chen Chao's style.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Chao continued to walk forward.
Every step he took was extremely slow, as if he was stepping into a deep hole in the stairs step by step.
After two thousand floors, every step is extremely difficult.
"Road to Road, very Avenue……"
Faintly, Chen Chao heard the sound of the Great Dao again, but at this moment, there was really a passage of scripture lingering in his ears, and it continued to deepen.
Chen Chao heard it clearly.
His mind was then affected, and soon he lost sight of the stairs in front of him, and the scene in front of him turned into a wilderness.
There are hungry people on the road, and there is no vegetation.
He saw a young man walking in the wilderness. The young man was sallow and thin, as if he would collapse at any time.
I don’t know how many days I have been hungry.
At this moment, two people came out of the roadside
The same hungry skinny men looked at the young man with green eyes.
Chen Chao also looked at the young man.
It was an extremely brutal killing.
The reason why it is called mutual killing is because both sides want to kill each other.
I don't know how long it took, but the two men fell down. The young man stood in front of them, smelling the smell of blood. His reason was gradually swallowed up, and the primitive animal nature began to occupy the young man's brain.
Before there is civilization, humans are just a bunch of beasts.
Chen Chao looked at the young man and said nothing.
A voice suddenly sounded, "If you choose again, will you be able to control yourself?"
The voice was gentle, like the spring wind.
Chen Chao thought of his inner demons.
It was caused by that little girl, but it doesn't necessarily mean that the little girl planted it on himself.
Chen Chao said: "Do you have a choice?"
"What if I could?"
The voice rang out, and then the scene in front of him changed a lot. Time went back to when the two men came to him.
But this time, Chen Chao became that young man.
But really speaking, it's not that he has become that boy, but that he is who he was before.
This time, he found that there was a knife in his waist.
After glancing at the two men, Chen Chao drew out the knife from his waist without hesitation.
When the sword is unsheathed, it kills people.
The ending has not changed.
"Since you know it's not good, why don't you change your choice?"
That voice had some questions and was full of curiosity.
"The past cannot be changed, so it would be boring to do it again. Besides, I think the choice I made at that time was not wrong."
Chen Chao said calmly: "If I choose again a hundred times, it will always be like this.
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If you don't eat people, you will die.
Those who eat are not good people.
This is enough.
"It seems like your heart is naturally cold."
The scene in front of him slowly dissipated at this moment. There was a Taoist priest standing in front of a simple mirror. There were ripples in the mirror slowly. The scene inside at this moment was exactly the scene of Chen Chao's murder.
The Taoist was an ordinary man, with some white hair in his black hair. He was wearing a very old Taoist robe with some dust on it. He looked at Chen Chao and smiled and said: "It seems that it doesn't matter whether you are cold-hearted or not, because you don't have it."
Do evil."
Chen Chao looked at him and didn't know what to say.
The Taoist pointed at the mirror and said, "This mirror is called Mirror of Flowers and Water and Moon. You can see many things. It is old. It is said that some people can see their past lives in it. Do you want to come and take a look?"
Chen Chao frowned and said, "Previous life?"
The Taoist nodded and said, "Taoist ancestor said that a person's behavior in this life is probably related to his past life experience. Since you are so special, don't you want to know what kind of person you were in your previous life?"
Chen Chao remained silent.
The Taoist thought to himself and said slowly: "You can only see it once every sixty years. This opportunity is rare. Don't you really don't want to see it?"
Chen Chao didn't speak, just remained silent for a while, and then walked towards the Taoist.
The Taoist stepped aside and looked at the young martial artist in front of him calmly. People had been climbing up the Sanqian Building over the years. He had also been waiting for a disciple of Wantian Palace who could come here, but he did not expect that after waiting for many years, he would arrive.
At this moment, what was waiting was a martial artist.
But he wasn't too disappointed.
Everything in the world is predestined, so why bother.
Chen Chao came to the mirror
, raised his head and looked inside.
The Taoist also looked at the mirror curiously. Even he wanted to know what the previous life of the Chen Dynasty looked like in the mirror.
Maybe that would be a very interesting story.
It is difficult to encounter something interesting in a boring life.