The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 331 The Secret of the Bronze Mirror

Empathy?
Where does this resonance come from?

It was Huo Qubing who was crowned the champion, and he died at the age of 24, regrettably.

A generation of heroes, but because the heavens are jealous of their talents, they can only die with hatred in the end.

Isn't this fate?
But when manpower is limited, even if the power of force in the mortal world reaches its limit, it cannot escape the arrangement of fate.

But doesn't he want to get rid of his fate?

Do not!
he thinks!

He longs to enshrine the wolves, to drink horses in the vast sea, to ride a horse again, to see the desert, to see if the sunset is as round as it was back then; Is the white snow as white as it was back then?

At this moment, Song Lanyi and Huo Qubing's will sublimated.

Huo Qubing is Song Lanyi, and Song Lanyi is Huo Qubing, the two of them, at this moment, pointed at fate.

boom!
The big waves rolled, and the thunder roared.

Song Lanyi's green sleeves fluttered in the air, and an exquisite blood jade mask covered her face, revealing only a pair of dark eyes and a white and clean chin.

On Huangquan, the thread of fate is everywhere, but when Song Lanyi pointed it out, that radiant divine light almost took away everyone's sight.

The moment the divine light appeared, the thread of fate was pierced again.

At this critical moment, a huge gap was revealed.

Song Lanyi's eyes were firm, and he jumped into the gap, fighting with the thread of fate all the way, bloody, even the skirt of his clothes was covered with blood, bloodstains of different shades, just like a flower in full bloom .

Above Huang Quan, she can only use her body and big books to exert her body, fists and feet to the extreme.

But in a short while, the flesh and blood on her body had withered away, and even when only the bones were left, there were still deep marks on the bones.

The people on the shore were silent at this time.

They didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

He could only hold his breath and watch Song Lanyi's movements.

Seeing her distance from the shore, from a hundred feet, to ten feet, to one foot... until to one inch!
Song Lanyi tapped her toes with great effort.

stop!
Just stand there!

Throughout the ages, the first person who broke his fate and climbed to the other side of the underworld—appeared!

Maybe before today, the ghosts of Tianmen City didn't know what the last hurdle on Huangquan Road was?
But today, they get it.

This hurdle is destiny.

Fate is like a big net in the mortal world.

As long as they are in the big dye vat of the world of mortals, very few people can not be completely affected by the package of fate.

But Song Lanyi... Although she is still in the cage of the world of mortals, she has created her own way.

— Cultivate life!
The body is like duckweed, and the fate is involuntary.

This is fate.

But the more fate is like this, the more Song Lanyi doesn't believe in fate!
The snow-clothed monk standing in the middle of the underworld was completely stunned.

He looked at Song Lanyi, feeling suddenly bewildered.

Buddhism emphasizes fate and peace of mind, and believes that the suffering and fate suffered in this life will all become blessings in the next life.

There are even a few verses in Buddhist scriptures:
A monk asked the ancient Buddha: what is the heart of the ancient Buddha?
The ancient Buddha replied: The scale hammer fell into the well, and the East China Sea floated.

Back then, he didn't understand, and when he asked the master, the general idea was also related to fate.

When the fate comes, it will gather, and when the fate ends, it will disperse.

Monks have always believed in this.

But today, he was completely stunned.

Is the edge right?

Or is it right to practice life?
He didn't dare to think deeply.

Because he had a hunch that this question might shake his inner persistence.

the other side.

When Song Lanyi stepped onto the other side of Huangquan.

She turned her head and looked towards the coast where Lord Su was, only to find that they had all disappeared, leaving only a fog.

On the other hand, there is no Bianhua in Song Lanyi's opinion, nor the Naihe Bridge and Meng Po Tang in his imagination.

Instead, it was a desolate and lonely place.

She tried to take a step forward, but felt something pinched her toes.

Song Lanyi lowered his head and dug the thing out of the ground.

After taking a closer look, I realized that it was nothing but a mirror.

It's just that the mirror is dim, and can barely see a blurred outline, which is not even as clear as the puddles under the moonlight.

When seeing Song Lanyi, there seemed to be a flash of light on the mirror, and a metal-like inorganic voice gradually sounded:

"Welcome back... Chief Wan... Ning... Ning..."

In the end, the voice seemed to be stuck.

But for some reason, Song Lanyi heard a strong sense of sadness.

It is a kind of longing and pain that has gone through the vicissitudes of time and time, and it is difficult to heal.

She caressed the mirror surface with bare hands, as if at this moment, she sympathized with the bronze mirror that came from nowhere and went away from nowhere.

Bronze mirror...does it also have feelings?
Song Lanyi couldn't help thinking about this question.

But at this moment, she suddenly discovered that the rust on the bronze mirror was slowly peeling off, revealing an astonishing brilliance.

Song Lanyi just glanced at it casually at first, but when she saw the picture on the bronze mirror, she was startled suddenly, and then subconsciously stared at it with wide eyes.

A figure suddenly appeared on the bronze mirror.

The background of this figure is a field full of yellow sand and dust.

On the sand dunes, except for the dead vegetation, there is only the Buddha standing in the sky and the earth.

This Buddha seems to be incarnated in Optimus Prime, transforming himself into a Buddhist world, and in the desert, preaching the Buddha's will and ideas.

Under the Buddha's downcast and benevolent eyebrows, Song Hanhai walked alone in the yellow sand.

Like an ant crawling in the sky and the earth.

Song Lanyi was stunned.

Her dry and chapped lips squirmed slightly, and finally said only one word - "Father".

Song Hanhai seemed to have sensed something, and turned around, as if he was about to hear this sound, he still turned his head in disbelief.

He was still a little suspicious, but he still called hoarsely, "Good girl?"

Song Lanyi immediately became angry.

No matter what the origin of this bronze mirror is, what kind of story it has, I will immediately speak out what is in my heart.

"Father, why don't you stay in Shuobei, why go to the Buddhist country? Your daughter has never been to that place, what if there is danger? Father, your daughter is promising, can you just enjoy life honestly?" okay..."

Before Song Lanyi finished speaking, Song Hanhai laughed.

He only said softly, "Daddy knows. Daddy just doesn't want to be too far away from you."

The daughter is becoming more and more brilliant, so that as a father, he seems to be able to stand still and look at the glory of his daughter.

But Song Hanhai didn't want this.

Song Lanyi was speechless for an instant.

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(End of this chapter)