A Tibetan reincarnation

Chapter 1 Wedges Everything, Begins After the End
Outside Taohua Town, the ruined temple is approaching dusk.

An old beggar in his 70s or [-]s, with ragged clothes and sloppy clothes, squatted on the old stone pier in front of the temple.

He was talking like a river, and his saliva was flying.

Surrounded by seven or eight beggars in different ages, they all listened stupidly.

"In the ancient world, there were mountains and tens of thousands of feet, reaching straight into the sky..."

"The celestial beings on that mountain all have a golden body that is six feet tall, and they are covered in golden light, so dazzling that people can't open their eyes! Dragons are horses, tigers are cats, and phoenixes are poultry..."

"The magic power of the immortal is boundless, soaring through the clouds and riding the fog, and the life span is ten thousand years. When you spit, it rains, and when you sneeze, it is thunder!"

"One sip of that fairy peach can live for 600 years; one sip of that fairy wine can make a mortal drunk for 360 days; that fairy sleeps with one...hehe...death is worth it..."

The old beggar smiled obscenely and lasciviously, and wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth with his dirty sleeve, as if he had slept with a fairy.

Hee hee - ha ha - coax -

At this time, the seven or eight beggars all laughed, but in different ways.

The older ones laughed at the old beggar who was talking nonsense again.Although the young beggar knew that the story of the old beggar was false, he always had a hazy fantasy.

Xianshan, Xianren, Xiantao, Xianjiu, hehe!Mostly fairies.What does it feel like to be in your arms...

Among the seven or eight beggars, only one little beggar listened most seriously.

His smile was different from others, it was a thoughtful smile, as if the old beggar was not telling a story.

His name is Su Mo, he is 17 years old.

Su Mo was dressed almost the same as other beggars, with a broken bamboo pole in his left hand, a broken bowl in his right hand, and a rag bag on his back.

It's just that his body looks thinner, he can be regarded as a beggar among beggars.

And that old beggar has a nickname called Old Xuantou, because he often tells mysterious and mysterious stories.As long as these beggars are not too hungry, they will come to the ruined temple twice a day.

Everyone knows it's nonsense, just poor and happy!
Listening to a few nonsense stories makes me very hungry at critical times.

None of these beggars took the old Xuantou's story seriously, except Su Mo.

Every time, he listened very carefully.When listening to stories, his eyes are clear and firm, which is different from others.That way, it was as if he knew that what Old Xuantou said was true.

Who wants to be a beggar?

Several times, Su Mo secretly asked Old Xuantou: Are there really immortals in this world?Can I cultivate immortality?

Old Xuantou pretended to be profound, and instead of answering directly, he first sighed, and then said leisurely: Of course there are real immortals.However, it is impossible to ask for it!

This made Su Mo's heart move even more.

Su Mo is not stupid, on the contrary he is smart.It's just that in this matter, he thinks differently from others, and he knows that he must be right.

Because, he is also the Su Mo who only became three years ago.

When I wake up from a dream, I become a beggar.tragedy!
There are immortals in this world!Old Xuantou may know.Immortals are powerful, don't they often hide in the city?Old Xuantou must be unusual.

Cultivating immortals is naturally much better than begging for food.Therefore, cultivating immortality is Su Mo's dream.

"Okay! That's all for today, let's go away! This hour happens to be leftovers, so I might feed the dogs later. Hehe—" the old Xuantou yelled.

coax--

Everyone laughed and left, and went straight to the town.Each has its own points, and everyone wants it separately.The story of the old Xuantou was basically forgotten in an instant as everyone dispersed.

Su Mo was not in a hurry, he and Old Xuan stayed behind.Because, he felt that what the old Xuantou said seemed to be more true today, so he had to ask.

There was still half a rotten steamed bun in his broken bag.He hid it secretly in case he didn't get food.Su Mo usually does things for himself, which is his habit.

"Old Xuantou, how to get to that mountain you mentioned just now?" Su Mo asked mysteriously, "Is it really a thousand miles away?"

"Eh?" Old Xuan stopped his feet, then squinted his eyes and looked at Su Mo, as if he thought to himself, "This kid is good everywhere, and he is also sensible. Usually, if he wants more food, he will give himself a little bit. Why is he here?" A little careless about this matter?"

Old Xuantou couldn't remember how many times Su Mo asked Xiuxian this question.

Originally, he still wanted to pretend to be profound as before, but he really couldn't bear it.

So, he had no choice but to reach out and pat Su Mo's small shoulder, with a look of hope on his face.

Su Mo was shocked when he saw it. It seemed that the old Xuantou was going to tell him the real secret, so he couldn't help being excited.The hard work paid off, and finally, he endured the humiliation for three years and begged with the old Xuantou.

At the same time, he reached out to take out the half of the rotten steamed bun to express his gratitude.

"Little Mo!" Old Xuantou didn't pay attention to Su Mo's small movements, it seemed that he had made a lot of determination to speak out in secret.

"Hmm! Tell me." Su Mo looked at Old Xuantou with some excitement, feeling that his sticky hair and beard seemed to contain wisdom and fairy spirit, and his tone was respectful.

"Little Mo! Immortals are bullshit, beg for food!"

The old Xuantou shook his head, then looked at Su Mo meaningfully, patted Su Mo's shoulder heavily, as if he had entrusted him with endless trust, then turned around and walked away quickly, stepping on his shoes.

totally unexpected!
"Uh..." Su Mo stood in front of the ruined temple, his face was extremely ugly, and his heart was even more messy, flying past countless grass and mud horses, "Old Xuantou, I hate you..."

Don't you understand?All fairy mountains and immortals are fucking nonsense.

How can this be?

Su Mo absolutely didn't believe it.

And at this moment, the sky that had been gradually darkening suddenly brightened.

Su Mo was taken aback.

Originally, the sun was setting in the west, but at this moment, the east suddenly lit up with endless brilliance.

In the beginning, it was just a ray of light, but in an instant, it seemed that the gate of heaven opened wide, covering half of the sky.Endless mysterious light, as if the sun is flying.

Natural vision, all beings are in an uproar!The light shines like changing the world.

Boom-boom-

The sky and the earth shake, and the universe changes.

It's too late to react!
Su Mo was so dazzled by the Xuanguang that he couldn't open his eyes. Didn't the old Xuantou say this?
"Om - well - ah - um - mi -"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

It seems that someone sang an ancient song, which resounded throughout the world.That syllable is like Brahma and not Brahma, like Dao but not Dao.I just feel that it is the great sound of heaven and earth, and all things echo, like tangible objects, like water waves, rippling in the void.

The sky is opened, the light is endless, and the whole world is trembling.

Su Mo didn't know what happened to others, and he couldn't see others at this moment.

The singing sound fell into Su Mo's ears, but it felt like thunder rolling in the sky, and he couldn't hear anything. It seemed to be the sound of another time and space.

However, his heart was ups and downs, and he was restless.

In an instant, Su Mo felt empty all of a sudden.

Not only the body is empty, but also the soul is empty.Lightly, it was an indescribable feeling.He felt endless light enveloping him.

In a trance, Su Mo seemed to see a huge and tall shadow slowly passing by the sky, like a whale crossing the sea, clouds hanging down the sky, and then Su Mo lost consciousness.

Su Mo finally thought: Do you want to wear it again?
And in the void, passing by this world, it seems to be an ancient ship mottled with time!

Qinghui, Zimang.

A momentary vision, and then the world is clear.

One eternal life, one reincarnation.An era ends, and a time and space begins.

Because everything begins after the end.

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