Self-struggle starting from Douluo

Zhuangzi's Qiwu Lun says that one day, Zhuang Zhou was sleeping on the grass and had a dream. In his dream, he felt that he had turned into a butterfly, which was fluttering in the air and wandering around. He was so happy that he forgot his original appearance and that he was transformed from Zhuang Zhou.

After a while, Zhuang Zhou suddenly woke up, but the dream was still clearly imprinted in his mind. He stood up and looked at himself, and thought about the things in the dream, and was a little confused for a while.

He couldn't figure out whether he was Zhuang Zhou or the butterfly. Was he the butterfly in his dream, or was the butterfly the Zhuang Zhou in its dream?
……

Xiao Xuan was completely confused.

It was a big fish, and after cleaning the internal organs, the entire fish body had been chopped into pieces.

Qinghuan didn't despise it. She gathered it up, put it in a basin and brought it into the kitchen. Xiao Xuan followed closely, not saying a word, but with a complicated look on his face.

After Qinghuan said this, he suddenly couldn't figure out what his situation was.

Did he enter Qinghuan's dream from reality, or was reality just a dream and he woke up now?
Whatever he saw, heard, and felt, it was all so real!

Qinghuan tidied up the stove, sat in front of the fire pit, took out a fire starter, and prepared to make a fire and cook.

Xiao Xuan finally spoke, and said with difficulty: "This place is fake! There are no members of my tribe here!"

Qing Huan said nonchalantly: "This is the Peach Blossom Spring. You can leave here by going out from the source of the river at the door. The Xiao Clan you want is outside!"

As he said this, he ignored Xiao Xuan's expression, opened the fire stick, and blew on it...

The fire starter seemed to have lit a fire, but it was invisible, invisible, and formless, and might not even exist, but Qing Huan used the fire starter to light the fire...

Xiao Xuan swallowed his saliva and said, "Void Swallowing Flame?"

"Click——"

Suddenly, there was a thunder in the clear sky, resounding through the heaven and earth, followed by a faint "cracking" sound.

Xiao Xuan was startled and asked quickly, "What happened? Thunder?"

Qing Huan sighed, glanced at him, and said, "You are boring!"

Xiao Xuan was confused: "What's wrong with me?"

Qing Huan shook his head, put down the firewood, and said: "In fact, I have never seen the Void Devouring Flame. I don't even know what it looks like or what form it exists in!"

Xiao Xuan was dumbfounded, pointing at the fire stick, and said, "But you... Not only have I seen the Void Devouring Flame, I've also fought with it, I won't be wrong!"

Qing Huan asked back: "Is it possible that something I have never seen before could appear in my dream?"

Xiao Xuan was shocked.

Qing Huan sighed, stood up and walked out of the kitchen.

Outside the house, the snake woman and the white-haired woman stood in the yard, their faces filled with reluctance.

The little girl named Lanyin also ran back in a hurry, her face full of tears, and threw herself into Qinghuan's arms, hugging Sisi.

Qinghuan picked up Lanyin, walked to the two girls, stretched out his arms, and hugged them both tightly in his arms.

Xiao Xuan was full of doubts and didn't care whether to interrupt or not. He asked, "What happened?"

Qing Huan Lou held the three girls for a moment and then let them go. He looked at them carefully and said, "I took out something I had never known or touched before... I realized the real world in the realm of delusion!"

Xiao Xuan hesitantly repeated: "Achieving the real world from the realm of delusion?"

Qing Huan sighed, turned to look at Xiao Xuan, and said, "I had originally planned to live out my life and discover it before I died, but you reminded me directly."

Xiao Xuan said blankly: "I... shouldn't I remind you?"

Qing Huan shook his head and said, "I can break out of my delusion at any time, but I just don't want to... Now that you've reminded me, I have no choice but to break out of my delusion!"

But he turned around and said, "But you were in my dream. What you want to say might be what I thought..."

The snake woman, the white-haired woman, and the little blue-silver girl, the figures of the three are gradually fading.

Qing Huan looked at them reluctantly, and only after the three of them disappeared did she take a deep breath and look up at the sky. "I should go now, what about you?"

Although Xiao Xuan was confused, he still understood this sentence and said blankly: "Now that you are gone, can I still stay in the dream?"

Qing Huan smiled and said, "When truth becomes false, falsehood becomes truth. Use falsehood to cultivate truth. If you can achieve the real state here like me, then resurrection and even breakthrough to Doudi are not impossible!"

Xiao Xuan was shocked and murmured, "Turning the fake into the real? Is this really possible?"

Qing Huan laughed and said, "I have never seen the Void Devouring Flame, but I also ignited it. The truth and falsehood are all in one thought! To cultivate the false into the true, to cultivate the unknown into the known, to make the impossible possible, this is the true meaning of cultivation... not how much power or how much fighting spirit you have...

Forget it, you can't even figure this out. If you stay, you will only sink into delusion and never be able to escape!"

Xiao Xuan was about to say something else when he suddenly realized that the world was shattering...

The originally blue sky had been cracked into countless cracks, and the fields at the end of the field of vision were gradually disappearing and turning into endless darkness...

The world visible to the naked eye is disappearing bit by bit...

This shocking scene was so shocking that even Xiao Xuan, who had briefly stepped into the realm of Dou Di, turned pale.

The annihilation of the entire world!
Qing Huan stood in front of him, with the annihilated world in the background, and said calmly: "A little spiritual light illuminates the world, and today I know who I am!"

As he finished speaking, the black tide of annihilation swallowed up Qing Huan completely, and the next moment it spread in front of Xiao Xuan.

Xiao Xuan’s face turned pale and he stepped back subconsciously, but the whole world was destroyed, where could he retreat to?
The voice of Qing Huan faintly came from the earpiece: "The golden elixir is ready, the real person appears, my fate is in my own hands!"

The next moment, everything in front of me was completely dark...

……

When he came to his senses, Xiao Xuan and Qinghuan were sitting face to face in the stone pavilion.

Next to him is an ancient temple, and beside him is a pool full of green lotuses...

Xiao Xuan was stunned on the spot. After a long while, he finally said in a dry voice: "Was it all a dream just now? Are we back to reality?"

"is it?"

Qing Huan gestured, "Take another look!"

Xiao Xuan was stunned and looked around. Beside him was no longer the ancient palace, but an ordinary brick house. Beside him was not the pond with green lotus, but a small farmyard.

They were not sitting in the stone pavilion, but sitting by the well... Xiao Xuan held a kitchen knife in one hand and a half-cooked big fish in the other!
Have they returned to that paradise?
Xiao Xuan stared at the big fish in his hand and remained silent.

Then, move on to the big fish!

Qing Huan burst out laughing and said, "I can't help but laugh... Well, this is my mental scene."

As they were talking, the house disappeared, the yard disappeared, and they were back on an endless grassland.

A gentle breeze blew, bringing with it the fragrance of flowers, and the green grass on the ground was bent.

Xiao Xuan looked down at the reins in his hand and the horse under his crotch, and remained silent.

Qing Huan said: "This is also my mental scene!"

The world changed again, this time it was an endless desert, and the scorching wind made people's mouths dry.

Xiao Xuan lowered his head and stepped on the sand barefoot. The hot sand covered his instep. Without waiting for Qing Huan to speak, Xiao Xuan asked, "Is this also your mental landscape?"

Qing Huan nodded and said with a smile: "The world was created because of my thoughts. They are all reflections of my heart. Can you say they are all fake?"

Xiao Xuan's voice was dry, and he asked, "What realm are you in now?"

Qing Huan smiled and said, "I am a real person. No matter whether the world is fake or real, I am real... a "real" me!" (End of this chapter)