In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Chapter 253 Conscious reincarnation, suddenly like a dream! (one more)
"It's actually an infinite body that devours the dragon's essence."

Chen Xiu's eyes were slightly fixed, and he was a little more thoughtful.

In his memory, Longyuan is condensed by the essence of a real dragon, and it is the most rigid and yang thing.

Swallowing the dragon's essence, and then deriving a special physique, not only is it close to eternal youth, but also can change the world and change the life, transcending the ordinary and becoming a saint!
In the story of "Fengyun", neither in understanding nor in conduct is completely inferior to Nie Feng's Juexin. It is after swallowing Longyuan that he can change his life, remake the universe, and even be a hero who can compete against the whole world in the later stage.

Chen Xiu exhaled lightly, his eyes were half-opened and half-closed, and a deep and mysterious brilliance emerged from the depths of the pupils.

In "The Great Law of Changing the Heaven and Earth", Tantric Buddhism is able to condense the method of the primordial spirit, and understand the way of turning the wheel in Buddhism.

Peek into the depths of people's memory, simulate the illusion of reincarnation in the past, so as to experience the original mind, break through the falsehood of the world of mortals, and thoroughly temper the soul and the temperament of the whole body.

"My lord, Mr. Ji Wuqing is here to visit."

An iron armored silver mirror palmist pushed open the black iron gate, and when he stepped into the inner courtyard, his pupils trembled.

At this moment, Chen Xiu put his palms together and his face was like still water.

Between the pupils of the Silver Mirror Hand Mirror Envoy, my lord seems to have become extremely tall, like a mountain occupying all the field of vision.

There is a pure and mighty golden light shining in the sky. Sitting here, your lord looks like the supreme Buddha in the pure land of glass!

Sacredness, compassion, solemnity, purity, and a dreamy sense of detaching from the world filled his heart.

The silver mirror palm mirror makes the heart feel a little bit, and slowly raises his head.

I saw that the sky and the ground seemed to have become pitch black, only the shining figure gradually grew taller.

"My lord, is it the legendary Buddha descending to earth?" He muttered to himself in a daze, and his white palm lightly landed on his shoulder.

Snapped--

An incomparably crisp voice sounded, and the silver mirror palm mirror instantly woke up like a dream.

The sky was still extremely blue and the sun was shining brightly.

The lord still folded his hands together, his face as calm as water.

"Closing the door for now. Chen Xiu, he should be practicing the mysterious method of Buddhism. Those who have a flaw in their hearts and are not strong enough will easily be forced into it." Ji Wuqing's indifferent voice sounded, and there was a bit of emotion in his words meaning.

After many years of wasting, now he finally succeeded in condensing the true pill of martial arts, and entered the last level of the supernatural power realm - the true position of heaven.

Originally, I wanted to find Chen Xiu to share my joy, but I didn't expect it.

Not seeing each other for a few days, Chen Xiu not only stepped into the true position of the earth, but also began to practice the treacherous and unpredictable Yuan mystery method.

"Sure enough, this guy is a monster." Ji Wuqing sighed, and gently closed the black iron gate.

At this time, a piece of sandalwood has just been ignited, and the flame is just vigorous.

In Chen Xiu's consciousness, everything about Xuan Jingsi completely disappeared from his eyes and mind, and it was pitch black.

Empty and lonely, quiet and pure.

Chen Xiu just sat there calmly, his eyes like water.

Time seems to be passing, the sideburns are slowly turning white, and the beard is gradually growing longer.

The breath gradually flattened, the skin and flesh slackened, and it was almost decayed.

But Chen Xiu remained steadfast, he firmly held onto his belief in his heart: "All of this is false."

Suddenly, a vast light bloomed in front of his eyes, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Chen Xiu found himself in a rather narrow room, and could vaguely hear the quarrel in the cubicle.

The room is not big, with a bed, a wardrobe, a set of desks and chairs, and a computer with a blue glow.

This is the most desolate rental house in my previous life...

Chen Xiu sighed quietly, but his eyes were still extremely calm.

One is that he has been psychologically prepared; the other is that this memory is still unforgettable in his heart.

Chen Xiu calmly tapped the computer in front of him twice, and countless lights and shadows interlaced and finally stopped.

It was a tomb among the cemeteries.

Middle-aged men and women with slightly gray hair lightly burned paper money and lit joss sticks. Fruits were displayed in front of the tombstone, as if they were whispering something.

Chen Xiu felt a little sore in his heart, let out a breath slowly, and the corners of his eyes were a little red: those were his parents.

Yes, I traveled through this place by myself.

Even if I have some ability now, so what?

Parents still have to bear the pain of losing a child in middle age.

At this moment, the light and shadow in front of Chen Xiu's eyes were hazy, replaced by the ancient building of Qingshan.

Between the pavilions, in front of you is a very calm lake, sparkling.

As for him, he was kneeling in the center of the pavilion, facing the green hill, with heavy shackles wrapped around his body.

"Marshal Yue, who told you to offend His Majesty? You can bear this 'unnecessary' charge. You have been executed for many years, and the knife in your hand is fast and ruthless. It will definitely not let the marshal die painfully."

The burly man slowly raised his hand, and on the sharp blade, a smirking old man was reflected.

Chen Xiu only felt resentment and hatred in his heart.

Endless emotions are intertwined in the heart like a raging fire.

"Is this the 'Storm Pavilion, Eternal Injustice' that I remember very clearly when I was reading?" Chen Xiu muttered to himself, and the bright sword fell down.

What I saw was a fire flying all over the sky, and the sound of explosions was endless.

The plainly dressed young man stared at the Japanese invaders pouring into the city with grief and indignation.

The sound of gunfire rang in his ears, and blood dripped.

Time after time, Chen Xiu seemed to be reincarnated for countless years.

Generals, soldiers, scholars in the flames of war, and even a man who violated ethics and was immersed in a pig cage, everything was like a dream, intertwined in his heart.

Consciousness is a little blurred in reincarnation.

And the hatred and anger in his heart became more and more stagnant.

But he still insisted on his heart, telling himself almost like gritting his teeth: everything is illusory, it is all a dream.

In the end, the picture becomes empty and pale again.

Countless figures appeared before Chen Xiu's eyes:
A poor child crawling alone and listening to a book under the study window; a calm young man writing a copybook with a brush holding a lamp; a dull young man copying a book in a gorgeous mansion; a panicked man with a knife in his hand who kills someone for the first time; A man with a knife; in front of the stele of the book of heaven, an official of the imperial court who comprehends the heaven and the earth, and the phantom of the gods condenses behind him...

A voice echoed in the bottom of my heart: It is so difficult to move forward, it is better to return to Buddhism, and cut off worries and sorrows.

In front of Chen Xiu, a young man in monk robes sitting upright appeared with a handsome face.

How similar to myself!

"It's because of the hardships of moving forward that I can't escape into Buddhism. If I leave now, then my previous hard work is nothing? What's more, I have never experienced the power of beauty in the world. I am always with you Deng Gufo, I am not reconciled."

Chen Xiu spoke like a joke.

It seems to be comforting the other party, but also admonishing myself!
The monk-robed youth shook his head slightly, and then disappeared.

All kinds of pictures, mottled and intertwined, finally returned to peace before my eyes.

Chen Xiu slowly opened his eyes, and it was still the very familiar Xuanjing secretary's room.

At this moment, he seemed a little more ethereal.

"The big law of changing the sky and hitting the earth, so it's like this. What changes is the sky seen in the consciousness, and what hits is the earth deep in the heart." Chen Xiu sighed, and slowly got up.

At this time, outside the closed black iron gate, a familiar voice sounded: "Bronze Mirror Hand Mirror Envoy Zhang Yuan, I have something important to tell you."

"Come in." Chen Xiu said calmly, his eyes glanced at the piece of sandalwood.

At this moment, the burning is still there.

(End of this chapter)