When the sun sets in the west, the sun sets in the west.
The sunset is rising above the clouds, and dusk has fallen.
Above the clouds, in the void, in the sky.
It was as if the strong wind tearing everything apart roared crazily in the sky.
Above the clouds is the power of God, the mighty power of God, and the power of God that all people fear.
Suddenly, a flame appeared out of thin air, and then burned inexplicably. It was a purple flame, and it was also a lonely purple flame full of deathly silence.
The purple flames burned slowly, no matter how crazy the wind was, it could not shake it in the slightest. No matter how unpredictable the power of heaven was, the purple flames were not affected.
The purple fire is burning like this.
As the sunset disappears, as dusk falls, as night falls, as darkness comes...
The purple-colored flames became more and more powerful, the burning wind crackled, the burning void loomed, and the burning clouds trembled slightly.
Faintly, a vaguely real figure seemed to appear in the purple fire.
As the purple flames became more and more powerful, the figures became clearer and clearer.
It's a man, a young man.
Dressed in simple white clothes, with three thousand flying black hair.
A stern face and a lonely figure.
He sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, his hands clasped together, his expression calm and serene, as if he was reborn from the fire. As the fire burned more vigorously, the vitality in his body became more vigorous.
I don’t know how long the purple fire has been burning, but I only know that the figure is getting clearer and clearer, and the vitality on the body is getting more and more vigorous.
With a bang, the purple fire suddenly turned into a sea of fire, and then disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving only the young man.
He just sat cross-legged like this, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of deep eyes, as deep as an abyss, unfathomable, full of hesitation and confusion, as if everything was strange and unknown.
.
Just looking at it, he slowly closed his eyes, and then opened them again. His eyes were a little less hesitant, a little less confused, a little more dark, and a little more quiet.
Close it again, open it again, there will be less hesitation, confusion, more darkness, and silence.
I don’t know how many times I have opened and closed it, but I only know that every time I close it and open it, the hesitation and confusion will be less, and the darkness and silence will be more, until the hesitation and confusion completely disappear, those deep eyes
In his eyes, there was only darkness and silence.
He did not move, still sitting cross-legged, looking very lonely and cold.
The dead silence in the body is dissipating bit by bit, and the vitality is restored bit by bit.
Gradually, the loneliness disappears, the coldness disappears, and what appears instead is laziness, randomness, freedom and ease.
"Damn it!"
He stood up, stood in the sky, stretched out fiercely, every inch of the bones in his body made a crackling sound, every inch of his skin was trembling violently, and every acupuncture point in his body was spinning crazily!
Wow!
The endless Tai Chi golden elixir hidden in the acupoints roars like a wild tiger, and the rolling Tai Chi spiritual power explodes, shaking the world!
"Finally he's back."
He looked up to the sky and roared loudly, causing the sky to crackle and the wind to crackle, and the void to explode!
"Hahaha! I'm fucking alive again! Hahaha!"
Back!
Alive again!
indeed.
Gu Qingfeng is back and alive again.
This is not the first time he has come back from the dead, nor is it the first time he has found himself from being lost. However, every time he comes back from the dead, he will have a refreshing feeling. It is a very wonderful and special feeling, no
Surprise, not excitement, let alone excitement. Gu Qingfeng couldn't tell what it was besides, but it was just great!
"It's not easy! It's really not easy..."
Although it feels very good, behind this feeling is endless loneliness.
Because every time he dies, he doesn't know if he can come back to life. Every time he gets lost, he doesn't know if he can find himself again, and this time is no exception.
It's not important.
The important thing is that Nirvana is not sleep, and it is not that you can find yourself from being lost after sleeping.
But a kind of loneliness, a kind of speechlessness, an eternal loneliness.
That feeling is like a person falling into endless darkness, no time, no space, only darkness, nothing but darkness, only yourself, you don't even know your own existence, no consciousness, no thought, that's it.
Wandering in the endless darkness, you don't know where to go, you don't know what to do, you don't know anything.
It was really an extremely lonely feeling.
Even though Gu Qingfeng had experienced it several times, he was still a little frightened by that feeling.
Fortunately, I finally survived and finally successfully found myself.
Gu Qingfeng thought that in the future it would be better to engage in things like the Great Nirvana less often, and it would be better to engage in evil existences like Abi Wujian evil Shura less often.
He doesn't want to bother like this anymore. Who knows if he can reach Nirvana after the Nirvana? He also doesn't know if he can find himself again after sacrificing Abi Wujian Evil Shura.
And after every death, he will have a new understanding of the mystery of the word "annihilation", and this new understanding will make him understand the avenue of heaven and earth better. The deeper the understanding, the more afraid of the avenue of heaven and earth.
At the same time as I am afraid, I am also becoming more and more doubtful about the great road of heaven and earth, and I am becoming increasingly unclear about it.
He once thought that heaven and earth were just heaven and earth, and the great road was just great road. Now in his eyes, heaven and earth are still heaven and earth, but they are not heaven and earth. The great road is still great road, but it is not great road. Gods are gods and they are not gods. Demons are demons and not demons. Immortals are gods.
Immortals are not immortals, Buddhas are Buddhas and are not Buddhas...
To make him feel this way, Abi Wujian is evil to Shura.
He used to only think that Asura Asura was just the evil existence that dominated purgatory. As he learned more and more about Asura Asura, he felt more and more that Asura Asura was not that simple.
Just like how he observes the great road of heaven and earth, Abi is Abi and some are not Abi, Infinite is Infinite and not Infinite, Shura is Shura and is not Shura!
"Last night the west wind withered the green trees. I climbed up to the tall building alone and looked across the road to the end of the world."
Gu Qingfeng looked at the night sky, at the countless stars in the sky, and at the bright moon, and murmured: "My clothes are getting wider and wider, but I will never regret it, because I am so beautiful that I am haggard."
He closed his eyes, sighed, and said: "The crowd has been looking for him a thousand times, but when I suddenly looked back, that person was there in the dim light."
After a long silence, he shook his head, opened his eyes, smiled and said to himself: "Look at the mountains, they are mountains, and the water is water, the mountains are not mountains, the water is not water, the mountains are still mountains, the water is still water.
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Closing his eyes again, Gu Qingfeng took a deep breath, pondered this, and then said for a moment: "Only by not forgetting your original intention can you achieve success. I follow my heart and I am at ease."