Chapter three hundred and ninetieth reincarnation on the road to see the true self
In front of the ghost gate, Chenxiang looked at the huge portal that was as high as a mountain and couldn't help but feel a little troubled.
The Gate of Hell is the only way to enter the underworld, there is no other way.
The underworld is built between the virtual and the real in the underworld. It is located in the middle of the world at the position of Tianyuan. It occupies all creation, numerology, and terrain. It is the only huge and spiritual world among the billions of miles of desolate underworld.
Outside the underworld, the boundary between reality and reality sinks horizontally, as thick as heaven and earth. No one can enter it except those with great supernatural powers.
The Gate of Ghosts stands above the land of the underworld, towering into the clouds. It cannot be seen above. The entire portal is embedded between reality and reality, like a gap in the void.
Standing outside, you can see the underworld inside through the gate of hell.
The endless Huangquan Road, and on the road, there are scarlet flowers that are as beautiful as blood.
The Gate of Hell is towering into the clouds, and the portal is extremely huge.
Agarwood transformed into a speck of dust and fell on Hei Wuchang's hat, and then let Hei Wuchang take it into the gate of hell.
After passing the gate of hell, the black and white impermanence disappeared in an instant, leaving only the old man's soul and a grain of dust transformed from agarwood, which fell on the road to hell.
call!
In an instant, the strong wind from Huangquan came and passed over the roof.
The yellow wind swept across the boundless land, causing the yellow sand to roll and spread for thousands of kilometers until the end of the yellow sky.
He immediately bent down and started to move forward step by step in the strong wind.
He has to pass through the underworld in order to wash away all the mundane world, temper his old soul, and make himself healthier in the next life.
Agarwood, which turned into a speck of dust, suddenly felt a violent wind pressure coming over him. He quickly changed back and restrained his magic power.
Suddenly, the wind pressure dissipated and turned into a roaring wind again.
In the underworld, those who use magical power are seeking death.
Agarwood, like other souls, walked on the road to the underworld and soon disappeared into the yellow wind pressure.
After a difficult journey, his soul manifested into the Pure Land, trying to resist the yellow wind.
However, even though his soul is like the sun, releasing all the light and heat, it cannot resist the blowing of the yellow wind, causing the soul to tremble in the yellow wind, enduring the refinement and tempering from the depths of the soul.
On the road, Agarwood looked left and right as she walked, and saw the Bianhua flowers growing on both sides of Huangquan Road. The record about Bianhua flowers that she had seen in a Buddhist scripture came to mind.
Legend has it that the flower of the other shore was brought by a venerable man from the West and given to Po Meng who guarded the Huangquan Road thousands of years ago.
Then, there was scarlet everywhere in the eight hundred miles of underworld.
At that time, Bianhua was not called Bianhua, but Manzhushahua.
Like the weak water in the heaven, the Bana flower is the incarnation of love, but it is not pure love, but represents the sadness of pain.
In the ancient Buddhist scriptures, there was a saying:
The flower of the other shore blooms for a thousand years and falls for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves will never see each other.
Love is not causal, edge destined to death.
Among the sea of scarlet flowers on the roadside, each Bana flower is the manifestation of the love between a pair of bitter lovers, recording the lovers' stories and tragedies.
call!
When a wisp of yellow wind fell and picked up a flower from the other side, the scarlet petals suddenly shattered, turning into illusory pictures that changed in the air, and finally all disillusioned into nothingness.
"One life has cause and effect, and one life has feelings. If we don't live in this life, cause and effect will disappear, and the feelings will be disillusioned and become empty..."
Chenxiang murmured in a daze. He had read in an ancient scripture that the emotions of a mortal are like cause and effect. If the cause and effect does not disappear, the sadness will be difficult.
And when two people let go, and new life and new love unfold in reincarnation, the flower of the other side that was born because of them has reached the time of disillusionment.
Everything in the past has become empty with the disillusionment of Bana Flower, without any meaning.
No matter whether you love until the sky falls apart, or until the seas dry up, or until the mountains have no edges, or until the heaven and the earth unite, everything will eventually be disillusioned.
Regardless of whether they are sad, sweet, passionate, or depressing, those memories that are unforgettable will have no meaning.
When it's time to let it go, all it takes is a bowl of Meng Po soup to eliminate everything into nothing.
"Master Lin has a book, which records that on the 800-mile Huangquan Road, among the boundless sea of flowers, there is always a flower that has been blooming for seven generations, which represents a person's unforgettable wait for seven lifetimes."
Flowers on the other side, the flowers and leaves are missing, the king and concubine miss each other, the most miserable thing is unbearable.
The joy of a lifetime has not been forgotten even after hundreds of years, and there is a kind of infatuated soul. For the sake of love, the soul will fall into Yama, sink into the river of forgetfulness, and never leave for seven lifetimes.
In the sea of flowers on the other side, there is a flower on the other side that has been blooming for more than 700 years. It is extremely scarlet, with glistening blood, like the blood and tears of a lover.
Chenxiang didn't know that among the rules of the underworld, there was an extremely benevolent one:
The infatuated soul waits for one life, waits for two lives, waits for two lives, waits for three lives, and if it never comes, then in the seventh life of the person he (she) is waiting for, the underworld will make efforts to check the book of life and death, send away the ghosts of impermanence, and arrest the soul.
In the mansion under the soul, I will miss you whenever I see you.
He looked up and saw that the flowers on the other side of the sea of flowers were all the same color, but the depth of the colors were different. Among them were extremely dark red flowers, with faint flashes of blood on the petals.
In the endless sea of flowers, there are not a few such flowers from the other side...
For a moment, Chenxiang was shocked by it, and couldn't help but ask herself, if Qin Yao reincarnated, would he be like that infatuated soul, letting his soul fall into Yama, waiting for seven lifetimes, sinking in the river of Forgetfulness, just for the sake of a single love.
Amidst the howling of the yellow wind, Chen Xiang thought for a long time, but in the end he could not think of his own answer.
His encounter with Sister Qin was extremely special. Sometimes he was told that responsibility was more important than love.
If the fate of this life is destroyed, Chen Xiang doesn't know whether he will forcefully renew the fate at that time, nor whether he is willing to fall into the river of forgetfulness for Qin Yao and become the flower that has bloomed for seven hundred years.
call!
Suddenly, just after Chen Xiang finished thinking, his next step appeared directly outside Huangquan Road.
"Out?"
Chen Xiang was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that he had walked a long way and still didn't come out. He just asked himself and got out of hell.
Surprised for a while, Chenxiang continued on the road. The road under her feet was no longer the yellow path, but a dark avenue.
In the avenue, there are wisps of black Yin Qi rising up, which are absorbed by the ghosts walking on the road and incorporated into the soul body to replenish the huge consumption on the road to hell.
All the spirits in the heaven and earth are two opposing bodies of yin and yang. There is a theory of yang body and yin spirit.
Ghosts are feminine existences, and yin energy is as indispensable to them as food, water, and air.
Agarwood restrained her cultivation and magic power, as well as the masculine blood in her body, making herself look like a dead person.
He followed the team of Yin spirits, walked through the dark avenue, came to the Naihe Bridge, and leaned over to take a look at the Wangchuan River.
As always, there are countless souls sinking into the river.
In addition to the infatuated soul that loves separation, there are also three types of souls that have long-lasting resentment, cannot seek, and cannot let go. They cannot be reincarnated and do not want to be reincarnated, so they can only sink into the river of forgetfulness and wait for the day when they can truly let go.
"Everything in life, regardless of cause and effect, cannot escape the seven emotions and six desires. In the end, it turns into the four sufferings, sinks into forgetfulness, and endures inhuman misery and pain. Alas, poor people..."
Agarwood sighed and felt that all living beings in the three realms were suffering, and the world of mortals was like purgatory.
But there is nothing wrong with the world of mortals, and there is nothing wrong with all sentient beings. All causes and effects have their origins, but Chen Xiang feels that he cannot find the origin.
"If you can transcend all sentient beings, it would be a great merit. I wonder if the Buddhist Sutra of Saving People is useful..." Chenxiang thought for a while, and finally couldn't resist the urge to recite the Sutra of Saving People.
This is the underworld, and reciting the Sutra to Save People in the underworld is like poking a hornet's nest in front of the wasps, just seeking death.
After crossing Naihe Bridge, Agarwood followed the flow and came to Wangxiang Terrace.
There is a stone platform with a stone pavilion on it. It is simple and elegant. Every brick and tile has traces of time. It is an ancient relic built tens of thousands of years ago.
A gazebo. No matter what kind of creature, Yin spirit, climbs onto the stone platform and enters the stone pavilion, you can see through the Yin and Yang at a glance and see your own home and family in the world.
It's a pity that Wangxiangtai has rules, so you can only take a look at it, and let go of the last mortal world, without any nostalgia.
In this way, although Wangxiang Terrace is called Wangxiang, it is actually a place of mourning.
On the Wangxiang Platform, in the stone pavilion, there was a stone standing in it. After countless Yin spirits climbed up the stone platform, they did not immediately look back at the human world. Instead, they worked hard to get closer to the stone pavilion.
The stone in the stone pavilion is called the Sansheng Stone.
Being able to see past lives, you can know who you are in the past three lives at a glance...
However, although there are countless Yin spirits, none of them can squeeze into the pavilion. There seems to be an invisible wall in front of them.
Hooray!
Chenxiang stepped forward, pushed a kind of Yin spirit away, squeezed inside, and walked directly into the stone pavilion under an invisible pressure.
Arriving in front of the Sansheng Stone, Chen Xiang placed his hand on the ancient sacred stone.
Suddenly, purple divine light rose up, reflecting the agarwood in it.
Soon, Chen Xiang saw a picture.
In the midst of chaos, a bit of ignorance is born and turns into spirituality.
There is only one point of spirituality, like a point of light, floating and sinking in the darkness, slowly growing.
Eventually, the spirit grew into a human form and existed as a soul in the body of a baby.
After ten months of pregnancy, the baby was born and was picked up by a young woman and placed in swaddling clothes.
Chenxiang looked at the young woman's face and murmured in surprise: "Fourth Aunt..."
Agarwood has no previous life. He came from chaos, a little ignorance transformed into spirituality, and was born in the mother's womb.
Now, it is his first life.
For some reason, Chen Xiang breathed a sigh of relief.
Now is his first life, with his beloved father and mother.
No one can replace father and mother. He has magic power and is now a god, so he will not enter reincarnation. Without reincarnation and reincarnation, there will be no father and mother in the second life.
Moreover, he has no previous life, and in this soul and body, he only respects one father and one mother.