One thousand two hundred and sixty-seven chapters, entrusted to the world
After being hit by the Buddha's light, Lin Xi felt that her entire soul was frozen.
All perception is stripped away.
The body kept falling, falling, falling...
Death is not the end.
Even death is far away.
Dead silence, loneliness.
A moment is as far away as hundreds or thousands of years.
"What happened?" Lin Xi tried her best to open her eyes, but she could only see endless darkness.
At that moment, Lin Xi even wondered if she was blind.
He doesn't know where he is.
I just know that if I can't break free, I'm afraid I'll never be able to leave.
And just as he was falling, Lin Xi suddenly felt a sharp pain in his mouth, as if his tongue had been pulled out. His whole body convulsed in pain, and he made a roaring sound like a beast.
"Ahhhhh!!" He wanted to curse, but found that he could not pronounce any valid syllables.
The pain was like maggots on the tarsus, clinging to him.
Like one hook after another, through the flesh and bone, through the bone marrow, the grooves nailed the bones of the body.
Despair fermented inside.
This pain lasted for a long, long time.
Lin Xi began to feel numb and her thinking became distracted.
The feeling of falling still hasn't gone away.
Suddenly, my body trembled.
Lin Xi felt uneasy in her heart, and sure enough, the next moment, severe pain came from her ten fingers, as if they were being cut off one by one.
The fingers are connected to the heart, and the pain is heartbreaking.
All the muscles in his body were shaking.
My heart was shaking violently, as if it was about to explode.
If it was really just the ten fingers that were cut off, there would be no such pain at all. Lin Xi was a monk and had experienced his entire arm being wasted, but the pain now was a hundred times greater than that then.
What happened!
The shadow of death and fear completely enveloped Lin Xi. He didn't know what happened or what would happen next.
Falling, falling again and again.
The time is suffocatingly long.
Only by concentrating hard enough to fall into an ethereal state could Lin Xi forget time for a short time.
Not knowing how much time passed, Lin Xi felt her body shake again.
A sense of danger is coming.
The back felt like being whipped with a spiked iron whip. The terrifying spikes pierced into the back, and there were fine barbs on it, but blood dripped from the back in an instant.
The sharp thorns seemed to be alive, piercing and piercing continuously until the entire body was damaged and dripping with blood.
Pain crawled through every inch of Lin Xi's skin like ants.
A weird and terrible pain filled his body.
Lin Xi wished she could chop off her head to stop the pain.
But obviously this is impossible.
This kind of pain was long and lasting, constantly torturing Lin Xi's nerves. Lin Xi felt that she was going crazy, and her Taoist heart, no matter how stable it was, would collapse at this moment.
"What the hell is going on!!" Lin Xi roared, but she couldn't make any sound, nor could she hear any sound.
Death is no longer scary at this moment.
The unknown pain and long-term loneliness breed a sense of despair that can destroy the entire person.
These Buddhist dead bald donkeys!!
I must kill you all!
Despair is followed by anger.
You wouldn't use this method to kill people.
After anger, there is a feeling of powerlessness.
The long-term pain gradually overwhelmed his sanity, and he began to have random thoughts, and even actively cut off his consciousness and forced himself to enter a dream.
In the dreamland, he could barely find a trace of peace.
But pain always breaks dreams.
Lin Xi will once again fall into the abyss of pain and anger, feeling the pain so clearly.
Vaguely, Lin Xi seemed to feel a strange mirror, in which she reflected her own appearance, disheveled, crazy and desperate.
Then a strange influence uncontrollably appeared in Lin Xi's mind, and all the people who had died in his hands turned into resentful souls, wailing and biting madly.
Boundless fear instantly engulfed Lin Xi.
Time passed little by little.
Lin Xi was tortured to pieces.
Just a little bit of sanity left.
Suddenly, Lin Xi seemed to suddenly think of something.
"Tongue pulling hell, scissors hell, iron tree hell, evil mirror hell..." Lin Xi muttered to himself: "I fell into the eighteenth level of hell?!"
Finally, after enduring the torture of four levels of hell, Lin Xi finally knew where she had come.
Unexpectedly, the power of the ancient Buddha sent Lin Xi into the eighteenth level of hell.
I thought it was just a legend.
I didn't expect it to be real.
If nothing else happens, there should be fourteen more levels, and no one knows what will happen after going through the eighteen levels of hell.
Maybe he will still die.
After thinking about this, Lin Xi felt even more desperate.
These dead bald donkeys are too cruel.
no!
no!
I can't admit defeat.
No matter what the eighteen levels of hell, it can't weaken my will. I must get out. There are many people waiting for me. How can I die like this?
Even if it is the eighteenth level of hell, I will break through it!
Adhering to this belief, Lin Xi began to make crazy attempts to practice.
He couldn't feel any spiritual power inside or outside his body.
At this moment, the body seemed to be stuck in a strange quagmire-like area.
But you can still understand the great path.
Even if it's hard.
But this is the only thing that can be done.
Time seems to be the most meaningless thing here. When the painful torture gradually becomes numb, a new hell will come again.
Lin Xi didn't know how long had passed.
There is only darkness here.
There is no alternation of sun and moon.
If she really had to rely on her own feelings, Lin Xi felt like she had been there for tens of thousands of years, but obviously, this was inaccurate, and perception would often deceive herself.
But one thing is certain, Lin Xi really stayed in hell for a long, long, long time.
Understanding the Great Way is a difficult thing.
But the time was so long, and the consciousness was forced to stay awake due to torture.
Lin Xi could only realize the truth bit by bit.
When you feel tired and desperate, think back to what you have experienced in the past and summarize how you should act to effectively achieve your goals and how to fight to defeat your opponent most directly.
Until the thinking brain starts to become confused, I take a hard rest for a while, and then I am awakened by the pain.
In this way, Lin Xi experienced steamer hell, copper pillar hell, knife mountain hell, iceberg hell, and oil pot hell.
Although it sounds like it shouldn't have any effect on the combined monks.
But the pain is increasing day by day and has not diminished at all.
Lin Xi didn't know whether her perception was forcibly amplified, or whether she had become a mortal and had to bear all this with a mortal body.
I don't know how long it took, but Lin Xi felt that her limits were being broken again and again.
But I also had thoughts of suicide more and more often.
It's so painful.
It's so painful.
He felt like he couldn't hold it any longer.
Death seems to be his destination.
Lin Xi felt extremely sad inside.
That's only half of it.
It's just one trip to the eighteenth level of hell.
And suddenly at a certain moment, a brilliant Buddha's light inexplicably dispelled the darkness and fell on him, warm and dispelling all the pain.
Lin Xi tried her best to open her eyes and looked at the light greedily and longingly.
For the first time, it felt like living such an ordinary life turned out to be such a wonderful thing.
He seemed to see a radiant Buddha shadow.
He was so scared.
I'm afraid this is fake.
It is a flash in the pan before death, a revolving door before death.
The Buddha looked at him with pity, gently stretched out his hand, and an unstoppable force slowly supported him, and then lifted him out of hell.