high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 187 Gongsun Yimeng

"Have you ever heard a story?"

When Bai Shu was stunned, the middle-aged monk with a dull face opened his mouth and spoke softly.

"After Jedi Tiantong, in the era of Great Qi in the Middle Ages, there was a strange person in the Qi Kingdom.

The strange man's name is Gongsun Buhuo, and according to his ancestors, he has the blood of Bi Fangniao, who can ward off fire and fight flames, with a red face and a blue body.

Gongsun Buhuo has already attained the first realm of life storage in a short age, even after the Jedi Tiantong, in the splendid Middle Ages, he was extremely impressive. "

The voice of the middle-aged monk paused, and then continued to preach:

"One day, Gongsun Buhuo was taking a nap under a big tree, and before he knew it, his mind was wandering, and he didn't know where he was going without a single thought.

At first, Gongsun Buhuo only thought that he was cursed by his opponent, although he was flustered, he still managed to calm down.But as time went by, his thoughts drifted in the void, like water without a source, and a tree without roots. Even if he is a monk of Mingzang, it will not last long after all.

Suddenly one day, the dying Gongsun Buhuo lost consciousness and fell into the darkness. When his consciousness suddenly woke up, he realized that he had become a child and had new parents.

It was a completely different way of the world, there were no monks, no Yuan Qi, everything was completely opposite to Gongsun Buhuo's way of life.

And it so happened that his new body was also called Gongsun Buhuo. "

Bai Shu raised her head in astonishment, looked at the middle-aged monk a few steps away, trying to find some expression changes on his face, but Guang Hui's face was calm, from the beginning to the end, it was calm.

"Gongsun Buhuo first thought it was funny, and then he was confused. After this childish body grew up a little bit, Gongsun Buhuo left home and traveled far away, looking for Buddha everywhere and asking questions, hoping to find a correct answer."

"Has he found the right answer?" Bai Shu asked after being silent for a moment.

"Of course not." The middle-aged monk smiled:

"Gongsun Buhuo, who had many strange behaviors, was regarded as insane by the people of that world long ago, and kept away from him. However, Gongsun Buhuo died of typhoid fever after many unsuccessful attempts."

"And then……"

Guang Hui said softly: "Gongsun Buhuo finally woke up from a big dream under the tree."

"After Gongsun Buhuo woke up, he recorded everything he saw in his dream on the slips of letters and passed them on to the world.

At that time, this matter involved countless people in the world. Even King Qi personally summoned Gongsun Buhuo and talked with him for several days. "

"You who heard this." Guanghui looked at the silent young man in white, and said, "Now, how do you feel?"

In my heart, the ecstasy of just getting the Miluo lamp also faded in an instant, as if being poured by a basin of cold water, my internal organs were all icy cold.

After a long time, the middle-aged monk saw his lips move slightly and sighed slowly.

"Dream?" Bai Shu was silent for a moment, "What kind of dream is it so vivid?"

Going to and from school, skipping classes and being punished for standing, the cool evening breeze on the bicycle; the tractor rumbled past in front of my eyes, and an unpleasant black smoke spewed out from behind my buttocks.

He remembered everything, everything seemed to be vivid in his mind, the aroma of braised pork seemed to be right in front of him, with a strong smell of fireworks.

At the age of 14, he was lying on a high grain stack in the countryside after the autumn harvest, with a straw hat covering his eyes.

At that time, the floating clouds were drooping, and the entire sky was drooping as well, as if the entire sky could be torn off just by reaching out.

The itching of the neck caused by the straw, the squeaking of the grass insects, and the big orange cat that was picked up and raised by him, so smooth and slippery.

Is all this a dream?

"Who can tell, is it a dream, or did he really cross the two realms?"

Guanghui recited the Buddha's name in a low voice: "Was it Gongsun Buhuo who dreamed of him under the tree, or another Gongsun Buhuo who dreamed of Gongsun Buhuo sleeping under the tree before dying?"

"I was dizzy." Bai Shu smiled.

"It's very convoluted." Guanghui also smiled.

"Wuming is the person who is most expected to prove the Supreme Bodhi since the establishment of King Kong Temple, and is also the most outstanding Buddhist disciple of Zen."

Guanghui looked at him for a long time, then slowly shook his head:

"You played the six-way roulette without authorization, and even King Kong Temple and I couldn't keep you. Unexpectedly, you successfully reincarnated."

The middle-aged monk raised his eyes and finally sighed.

"In this life, I will no longer force you..."

"I'm just me."

After a while, Guanghui heard the young man in front of him speak softly.

"You have always been you."

The middle-aged monk smiled and responded lightly.

After a long silence, the boy in white finally broke the silence.

"Before the little monk went to Fengshan Temple, I met the master once."

He said in a deep voice: "At that time, the master was sure that the monk and the Wuming were only the same in appearance, but they were not the same person. Why..."

"Before I killed Miaoyan, I asked Xuan Wenjun about a doubt, and that was your reincarnation."

The middle-aged monk said: "I don't know what kind of secret you have left behind. You have even deceived me from the beginning."

Ignorance...

If I am ignorant, then what is the white iron egg that is the original body?

What is that world, the world where many myths and deeds are spread?

When Bai Shu was having a lot of thoughts, he saw the middle-aged monk raised his hand slightly, and a red dragon rushed towards his face.

It can be secluded, clear, thin, huge, short, and long. It is the length of scale insects. It ascends to the sky at the vernal equinox, and dives into the abyss at the autumnal equinox. It has 81 scales on its back, with nine to nine yang numbers.

The red dragon suddenly entered the Niwan Palace, and the boundless red cloud immediately illuminated the whole body of Baishu.

"The "Red Dragon Heart Sutra"..."

In Yun Ni, the tadpole-shaped red text merged into pieces of strange articles, as if to expound the subtlety of the Dao and explore the truth of the world.

This is Chilong's whole heart method, from the fetal breath to the immortals of the six realms!

When Bai Shu came back to his senses, the figure of the middle-aged monk in front of him had long since disappeared.

"What I said, you will understand sooner or later." When he turned his head, a heartbeat was quietly sent into Niwan Palace, it was Guanghui's voice.

"From the beginning to the end, I didn't have any intention of harming you."

After this sigh, the heart sounds in Niwan Palace also quietly stopped.

Bai Shu was stunned for a while, and remained silent for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, and in the corner, the message Yugui seemed to be struggling to light up again.

Brother Xuyan?

He raised his hand to take out the message Yugui, and with a move of his mind, his mind traveled thousands of miles through Yugui.

At the entrance, there is a vast expanse of white snowfield, and a huge Fengshan Mountain is buried under the snow, and the mist of Xiao Su rolls in, bringing the coldness of winter.

"Big...big brother?"

Bai Shu was taken aback by those dozens of shining bald heads, he greeted Xu Yan with a strange face, but found that Xu Hong, Xu Liao and others looked at him with hesitant to speak demeanor.

When Bai Shu was puzzled, he caught a glimpse of a small figure surrounded by bald heads.

"It's you?!"

His eyes were wide open, and his expression was both surprised and happy.

(End of this chapter)