Why do people live? Because of care, or because of obsession, or simply because of living.
Ziqin walked out of Xiaohuaxi. He originally wanted to wait for Pang Ban here, but after Lian Xiu Xiu sang a song, he no longer wanted to wait for Pang Ban. His mood changed greatly before coming and when he left.
Lian Xiuxiu didn't know what she had done. Her song was supposed to evoke the most beautiful things in people's hearts. However, Lian Xiuxiu was just a geisha after all, but she didn't know that sometimes the most beautiful things are the saddest ones.
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Just because beauty usually means non-repeatability, and non-repeatability means infinite longing. The saddest thing in a person's life is endless longing.
Night was approaching, and Ziqin didn't know how far he had walked. He seemed to be walking at a loss, and his speed was not fast. He actually stayed in this city for a day.
All around, the lights gradually lit up, and Ziqin walked on the street step by step. This was the era of Zhu Ming's first emperor, Zhu Chongba, and the Ming Dynasty's official administration was still relatively clear. From time to time, people could be seen on the streets at night.
Playing children, wandering pedestrians.
This is a prosperous age, and this is a day that everyone is looking forward to.
Zi Qin looked at all this like an outsider. He listened to different conversations of different people and watched different behaviors of different people. His consciousness seemed to be bound in invisible shackles, and the entire space seemed to seal him away from everyone.
Ziqin didn't know why he felt this way. This was the first time Ziqin had such a feeling since he entered the world of celebrities.
The world of celebrities should not reject him, because he did not come in in his own body. He was someone who transferred to this world. However, at this moment, Ziqin clearly felt the rejection of the world of celebrities.
That feeling of restraint could not actually bring harm to Ziqin, but this feeling really made Ziqin feel extremely annoying.
He walked quickly, trying to get rid of this feeling, but the feeling followed him like a shadow, and no matter how hard Ziqin struggled, he could not get rid of it at all.
His heart still carries the memories brought out by Lian Xiuxiu's piano music. The memories hidden in the deepest part of his memory.
At this moment, Ziqin didn't know that he had entered the first obstacle to forgetting love.
Wangqing**, as Ziqin guessed, does come from the Heavenly Book of Wangqing, but it is not the Heavenly Book of Wangqing in Daxia Wen's world. It is a cultivation method that is completely Taoist.
The purpose of Taoist cultivation is to get rid of the shackles of heaven and earth, but Ziqin's current situation is exactly between the so-called liberation and non-liberation, that is, in the demonic barrier. If Ziqin can get rid of this feeling, then his state of mind
and spiritual power will greatly improve, and even the whole person may be baptized by heaven and earth.
However, Ziqin was not a Taoist, so he naturally didn't know about this kind of thing. He simply felt troubled, like an enraged beast, and just wanted to get rid of things that made him feel uncomfortable.
While walking quickly, Ziqin came to a river. At this time, countless tourists were also playing by the river. Ziqin and those people seemed to exist in two different worlds.
However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came.
"Bao'er, even if that lotus flower is put back into the river, it won't be able to live again."
This was a woman's voice. Ziqin followed the sound and saw only a woman following a chubby child, holding the child in her arms and saying with a smile.
And the child was holding a lotus in his hand. It was a picked lotus, very beautiful, very beautiful.
"But Mom, I put this lotus into the river, and I saw it being nourished by the river water. I thought it was alive, so at this moment it was alive in my eyes. In this way, I felt at ease at this moment, and it was alive.
There’s nothing wrong with living.”
The child's words were extremely mysterious, and Ziqin's mind wandered. He felt as if he had grasped something, and then he felt a little strange. It was really strange that this child could say such words.
"You kid, you are full of lies and you are not afraid of others laughing at you."
The woman chuckled. Obviously, in the eyes of the woman, the child's words were just children's words, but she didn't think much about it.
"I only enjoy the moment when the lotus flowers are blooming. I don't care what other people do."
The child said categorically, and the woman chuckled again, but no longer listened to the child, she leaned over to pick up the child, ignored the child's crying, and walked straight away from the river bank.
But at this moment, Ziqin's heart suddenly changed drastically. The child's two words sounded inexplicably tight to others, but when they fell on Ziqin's ears at this time, they opened a hole in Ziqin's heart that was bound by the demonic barrier.
Since ancient times, the word heart has been the most elusive thing in human beings. The spirit and soul exist but are ethereal. Any words can only record the appearance, but cannot show the inner image.
The person who created Wangqing** may have reached a spiritual peak, but when he left the secret book, he could only write down step by step how to practice, but could not tell what he would encounter and how to deal with it, just because
Everyone's spirit and soul are different, and everyone will encounter their own crossroads on this road. However, this can only be understood and realized by oneself, and cannot be guided by others.
Ziqin was not familiar with Taoism. If he had to understand it by himself, he really didn't know how much time it would take. However, that child would be a very important figure in the Zhu Ming Dynasty in the future. He was very proficient in Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism.
Zhu Ming Dynasty is the best, and those two sentences are the prototype of this child's highest spiritual cultivation in his future life.
Ziqin heard that these two sentences were a trace of how to break through the demonic barrier.
You must know that Ziqin entered the world of famous people by acting, just like one body with two souls. In fact, every time Ziqin entered the world of famous people, he needed to accept the influence of other souls.
It was okay in the past world. After all, they all played small roles. Even if Ziqin became stronger in the future, it was Ziqin himself who became stronger, so he would not be affected by souls that did not belong to him. The only one who had some influence was Lu Xiaofeng.
The snake king of the world was restrained by Zi Qin.
In this world, people like Li Ruohai are only one step away from being broken. Although Ziqin has systematic help, he cannot completely restrain Li Ruohai's soul. In addition, Wang Qing's body cultivation has reached a bottleneck, and finally developed depression, and at the right time
Lian Xiuxiu's piano music evoked the deepest sadness in Ziqin's heart, and finally a demonic barrier emerged.
The clear river water reflected an extremely handsome face. No one in the early Ming Dynasty had a more handsome face than this one. Li Ruohai belonged to the evil way, and his face was also handsome to the point of evil intent.
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Ziqin looked at this face, and suddenly a thought came to his mind, am I Li Ruohai or Ziqin?
As soon as this thought came out, the sense of restraint in Ziqin's heart suddenly surged. The world seemed to start to exclude him. The whole world seemed to no longer tolerate him, but it was the rules between heaven and earth that felt that this place that did not belong to him was
The existence of the world is general.
However, facing such a scene, Ziqin laughed. His smile was extremely innocent, but he seemed to have found the most precious thing in the world.
"I am who I am, and I will only be who I am at this moment, and not who I will be at the next moment."
Ziqin spoke loudly, and as soon as he said one sentence, the changes around him suddenly disappeared. Ziqin's whole person seemed to be sublimated, and the melancholy and sadness in his body suddenly disappeared together.
His eyes were still full of nostalgia and longing, but they were as gentle as jade. The most beautiful things were no longer sad, but the most beautiful ones were already Ziqin's most precious memories. They were like treasures and could be taken out for a glance at every moment.
In that world, he knew that the people he cared about most would definitely live well. Although he would inevitably be filled with sad memories if he didn't go there, life would always move forward, and sadness and memories would always be replaced by good ones.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Ziqin's mouth, and his eyes suddenly looked into the distance. He could feel a huge amount of spiritual power covering most of the sky, but that was the gateway to the last step.
It was Ying Yuan, the existence that had been waiting for decades. Ziqin's mental power came up to meet him, and countless worlds suddenly exploded in his mind. Hundreds of reincarnations, countless explorations, about the relationship between heaven and earth.
The endless mysteries of time suddenly appeared in his mind.
At this moment, Ziqin understood and understood.
Brokenness is actually detachment, a kind of detachment to pursue the mystery of the universe, and a kind of progress from ordinary people to what the world calls gods.
However, there are no gods in this world. After being broken, it is just a return to the state of the ancient times. It is an exploration from scratch. The ancestors of mankind in the ancient times explored this earth, but now the broken ones are exploring another.
Where the levels are.
With his spiritual body withdrawn, Ziqin could feel Yingyuan's retention, but Ziqin no longer had any nostalgia for it. It was not his fault that it was broken, because he didn't know where it would go after it was broken.
Returning to that world, it was obvious that from what Ziqin had just understood, it was definitely not the case.
The figure spread out and Ziqin disappeared. Tonight was not the time to explore his strength and break through the demonic barrier. Ziqin originally wanted to get someone from Pang Ban tonight.
The long street was as quiet as a ghost. Gan Luo staggered down the long street. He was already injured. There were hideous wounds on his shoulders, back, and under the torn clothes. There was a woman in his arms.
There are always some people in this world that you would risk your life to protect, and Qianluo is no exception.
The long street finally came to the end, but there was a ruined temple in front of it. Qianluo's steps staggered slightly. The woman in his arms seemed to feel Ganluo's weakness. She tried her best to hold herself up and assisted Qianluo to go to the ruined temple.
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The temple is dilapidated, and Qian Luo is leaning against the wall. He has already lost too much blood. Even a master of the black list is still a human being. Losing too much blood will still make him feel weak. However, the eyes of the woman in his arms are wandering.
He seemed to want to do something, but at this moment, Qian Luo's body suddenly straightened up again, and his eyes were as sharp as a tiger preparing to kill its prey.
In the middle of the ruined temple, Ziqin's figure turned from virtual to real, and seemed to appear out of thin air.
Such a body technique is beyond human power, and Qian Luo's pupils suddenly shrank. (To be continued...)
