"The Tao can be Tao, but it is very Tao. Who can say it for eternity. [Queen of Training]
The beacon of war is rising in the Xiaohe River, and the cold light is shining now to report. I am a small soldier on the battlefield, and the whole world is dying of blood. I stand firm and strong, asking the world, who is the hero?
Only with the big dream can we live for thousands of years! The sound of pianos and drums, the sound of iron guns, the blood splashing in the sky, the swords rushing into the sky, the blood-stained mountains and rivers, the eternal lament, who will drink and talk happily in this life, leaving nothing but regrets. Sigh! Sigh! Sigh.
!”
A sigh and lonely murmur, I don't know when, swirled in Qin Xuan's heart, leaving no regrets. Who will drink and talk happily in the spring and autumn of the ages? I can only regret.
I don't know what kind of mood he was in. Qin Xuan suddenly wanted to drink and got drunk. In the crystal skull, he felt a kind of sentimentality. He didn't know if someone else had infected him or if he had become someone else.[
"Who is lamenting? Why did I see a large empty tomb, a blood-stained corpse, and a song singing and lamenting?"
Chin
I was left alone, looking up to the sky and sighing.
A blood-stained man stands in the sky. There are bones and blood everywhere. The whole world is silent. No old friends and relatives can be seen. No prosperity and prosperity can be seen. Even the enemies are gone. Blood and tears are flowing, sounding like fireworks in the sky.
of bloom.
What a kind of sadness and desolation it is, which will be lamented by all ages!
"Who are you? Why am I so sad?" Qin Xuan murmured, letting the tears fall, and a feeling of emptiness swept over him, making him seem to have lost his soul and joy, leaving only sadness and joy.
sigh.
"I am a soldier on the battlefield. One flower withers and another blooms. The Spring and Autumn Period is gone. My comrades are drinking and chatting happily. I am the only one left. I sigh in front of the starry sky and bury myself. Dreaming of the Spring and Autumn Period. When the next life comes, we
Let’s have some fun over wine again!”
The whirling sound, the loneliness of the world, the unspeakable sadness, the blood-stained figure, the lament in the sky, the appearance of the tomb, and the burial of myself, turned into a sonorous war song, and I will drink and talk happily in the next life.
"Who are you?" Qin Xuan murmured softly with tears in his eyes. There was a desire in his heart. He hoped that the figure in his eyes would turn around and he wanted to take a look.
For some reason, his heart was anxious, as if a secret was being hidden and was about to be discovered, realized, and related to that man.
The figure of the man is gradually blurring.
"Who are you?" Qin Xuan shouted, his voice hoarse.
"I... a soldier on the battlefield, buried myself, dream of spring and autumn, and then... drink and talk happily in the next life!"
"Who are you?" Qin Xuan shouted up to the sky. The figure became farther and farther away and gradually blurred. Qin Xuan seemed to have lost something in his heart. He knew that he must be related to that figure, otherwise it would not be like this. Such sentimentality and
shed tears, eternal desolation.
"I am...a small soldier on the battlefield. I just want to...have a drink and talk with my comrades..."
The figure was going away, Qin Xuan shouted, becoming more and more blurry, but just when Qin Xuan was disappointed, for some reason, the blurry blood-stained figure suddenly turned around and glanced at Qin Xuan.
At that glance, the world collapsed.
"How is that possible?"
At this moment, the world was collapsing. He... saw himself. That person turned out to be him, walking away. The moment he saw it, Qin Xuan's heart roared, and the whole world was shattering.
"He is me, then who am I?"[
Qin Xuan murmured loudly.
"I... am a small soldier on the battlefield, dreaming of Spring and Autumn, and sighing for eternity. You... are just you. When you wake up, forget everything, only live in this world, and pray for a touch of truth from heaven and earth!"
A blurry figure looked at Qin Xuan, walking away, raised his hand, and clicked the finger. The two worlds were touching.
"Boom!"
At the moment when the world was created, Qin Xuan's whole body roared instantly and fell into a pause. Then, in an instant, the entire first floor of the ancient tomb was filled with hundreds of millions of rays of rays of light.
The golden lotus is surrounded by chaotic energy and is brilliant.
The whole world is recovering.
At the same time, the crystal skull bloomed with dazzling light, each ancient character was blooming, like gold casting, the heaven and earth were chanting, ripples swept across, lotuses blossomed, and there were thousands of auspicious colors.
Qin Xuan, who was always sitting cross-legged, seemed to outsiders to have never moved or said anything, as if he was in a different world. But at this moment, his body suddenly emitted a dazzling light.
Ancient characters as bright as gold were lingering around him, chanting sutras around him, the avenue was humming in harmony, the clouds were flowing, it was very bright and brilliant, and the reflected Qin Xuan was otherworldly.
"Bo"
Suddenly, the crystal skull made a soft sound, but then, wisps of chaotic energy surged, spreading across the world like the creation of heaven and earth, and the whole world harmonized with the sound of the road.
As the chaotic energy blows by, tracts of mountains are appearing, ancient trees are evolving, auspicious beasts and immortal birds are being born in an inexplicable way, and the first floor of the ancient tomb has evolved into a real place in an instant.
Peaceful pure land.
It's brilliant here.
But at this moment, Qin Xuan suddenly had a lot of scriptures in his mind. Each ancient character bloomed in his body, emitting light. There were gods and demons chanting the scriptures, reflecting him crystal clear.
It is like a jade carving, very bright.
Strands of chaotic energy dropped like the Milky Way and submerged into his body. His cultivation was growing at a visible speed, and all of this came from that finger.
"Who is that person? Did he pass on these martial arts scriptures to me?" Qin Xuan murmured, chanting ancient characters one by one, making him meditate in a clear mind. Everything just now has been forgotten, or in other words
It was sealed off by...
Qin Xuan felt the meaning of the scriptures chanting in his heart, and became more clear about the cultivation process. Under the surge of chaotic energy, everything seemed to fall into place, and he practiced again.
And it is precisely because of this that his strength is even stronger, which is a blessing that others can never seek.
"That person seemed to have turned around and glanced at me, but why didn't I have any reflection?"
Qin Xuan murmured in his heart, with some doubts. He found that he seemed to have forgotten some memories, a very strange feeling, a vague figure, a big tomb, a sad song for thousands of years.
"I am a small soldier on the battlefield...a small soldier. Why don't I have any reflection?"
Qin Xuan sighed in his heart, and then focused his attention on the meaning of the scriptures flowing through the body.[
The Tao is singing in Zen, the wind is blowing, and the traces of time are blown away. Everyone is changing and blooming with light. There are Tao sutras recited in the body, and the whole person becomes dazzling.
"It turns out...this is the world we live in..."
I don't know when, a sigh sounded next to the holy spring, where two figures appeared, one middle-aged and one young, both extremely ordinary, looking at the crystal skull in the distance, blooming with dazzling light.
"I'm just a soldier on the battlefield, so I can't do anything for him!"
The young man sighed. He was none other than Daozu Hongjun, an incarnation. His eyes were complicated at this moment because he had seen a world that others could not see. At this moment, it was finally confirmed here.
The middle-aged man, Qin Xuan's master, also let out a long sigh.
"Yes, this world turned out to be like this. I buried myself, evolved the world, dreamed about the Spring and Autumn Period, and sought a truth, so that I can wait for the next life... and then drink and talk happily!"
"It turns out that we... are like this. After seeing everything, we feel sad for some reason..."
The two of them sighed, looking far away, looking at Qin Xuan in the crystal skull, filled with emotions.
"He is him, but it is not him, because he...is already dead..."
"Yes, he buried himself."
"I wonder what the world outside is like? Is it still dead? Now we can get out of this world. We have transcended. We have found the way to the starry sky outside!"
"The road is already at your feet."
The words between the two people have gone through many changes. If others were here, they might be confused, because the world in their eyes is not what they see, and they cannot see it.
"A little soldier on the battlefield, he helped us and allowed us to wake up in his 'Big Dream Spring and Autumn'. Although we haven't awakened our memories yet, we owe him a huge debt!"
"You are already his master!"
"I said, he, it's not him, he is just himself."
"Yes, he is just himself. It turns out... we have fallen long ago and are reborn here."
"He buried himself and fulfilled us, and only when we reach this stage can we truly transcend and seek the truth, so all this should be buried in memory!"
"When a soldier on the battlefield finally dissipated, I was always saddened by that look. Are we his comrades-in-arms?"
"Yes, why not?"
"Then why don't we come here and have a drink and talk with him?"
"We have been comrades in arms for a long time!"
A jade table appeared in the void and landed on the ground. It was filled with delicacies and wine.
"Young soldier on the battlefield, I offer you this glass of wine!"
"Maybe we have never met, but we were once comrades-in-arms and fought together. Although I don't know everything yet, on behalf of all the sentient beings here, I would like to toast you with this glass of wine!"
The two raised their wine glasses and poured the wine in the direction of the crystal skull.
"Little soldier on the battlefield, you have helped us. When we transcend and walk out of this world that belongs to you, I will do my best to resurrect you, because... we are comrades in arms."
"I have a share. I will tell other comrades that without you, we can't wake up. And Qin Xuan, he is himself, he is not you, we will find a way, this glass of wine, we toast you!"
Glass after glass of wine was poured down, and the two of them talked about the vicissitudes of life, with unspeakable sighs. At this point, they had already made guesses about the world, and now, it was confirmed.
But what's left is an indescribable sadness.
Because, unknowingly, they owed others a favor, and that was because others had buried themselves and fulfilled them.