Legend of the Great Saint

Under the impetus of the Big Bang shock wave, Li Qingshan passed through the narrow rift in the Tiewei Mountain, and suddenly he saw a color-white.

It is not snow white, not pale, not gray or white, but purely literal - white.

It fades out all the colors, neither thick nor thin; it evenly illuminates all the light, neither dazzling nor faint.

Looking back, I couldn’t see Tiewei Mountain or see King Luo. It seems to have entered another world, a world completely different from the first seventeen layers of hell.

White days, white ground, heaven and earth mixed. Other than that, nothing.

No matter whether it is the Knife Mountain Oil Pan or the Glacier Fire, it is not like it. It is not like hell.

Li Qingshan couldn't help but sigh: "It's **** white!"

This sentence only echoed in the heart, and was swallowed up by this innocent "white" at the moment of export, without any sound.

"Weird place!"

Li Qingshan felt it again and found a strange thing.

In the final big explosion of the "Devil disintegration", although he had pulled out the body of Lu Judge in advance, the power of the explosion was too fierce, and his **** should also be seriously hurt. I also felt pain.

But after entering this white space, the injuries all disappeared, as if they were diluted by this innocent white, and nothing felt.

boom! He punched his right face and still couldn't feel a bit of pain.

Like the sound in the mouth, the power of this punch disappears at the moment of its release.

The repair is not without damage, the mana can also be used, but it can not hurt yourself. Although he did not dare to try to die, it is estimated that even the "devil disintegration" can not be used.

In other words, he can't even commit suicide here.

"This way!"

Li Qingshan touched his chin and indulged. He is also getting used to it. This **** road is very strange, and the closer it is to the depths of hell. The inner rules are more pronounced and make everything even more wonderful.

But the rules are manifested. It does not mean easy to understand. Apple is obviously more understandable than any law of gravity.

Because it has faded the appearance of reality, it has become unpredictable and ridiculous.

With his current cultivation, he still cannot fully understand the mysteries.

"Where is this white place, I don't know where the "Old Five" is?"

He took the pergola in his hand and looked around in a circle, turning it into a **** light and rushing into the white sky. However, it is extremely far-sighted. Only eternal white.

He is like a tiny black dot on a huge white paper.

According to his estimation, at this height, there is plenty of light and no cover, and the background is so white, at least three thousand miles of scenery can be seen. And with the speed of his flying, in a few days, you can search the millions of miles.

But he suddenly thought of the bridge that was short and long. Is this judgment really reliable?

Because there is no reference, he can't even determine how far he sees himself. Whether it is a hundred miles or a hundred meters, maybe the line of sight is also swallowed up by white dilution, and it is impossible to reach too far. Like a headless fly, but I thought I searched a lot.

He can cast spells as you like, but it will disappear at the moment of the shot. Can not be used to judge the line of sight.

But is this really a waste? Or because he exceeded this distance, he could see nothing and could not hear any sound.

And he soon discovered that no matter how he casts his spells, there is no loss of mana, even if he has never learned spiritual power, and this world has no spiritual power to draw.

Although nothing encounters the enemy. Nor is it excluded from the world. But in this innocent world, he felt an unprecedented secret atmosphere.

He has already entered the way of the devil. There is a shudder in it.

Just staying in the sky for a while, he has gradually become confused. In which direction the earth is, in all directions, the top and bottom are white, exactly the same.

He has been flying around for many years, and he has a feeling of empty heart, lost direction, and no boundaries.

But fortunately, there is also the difference between heaven and earth. He took the law and then fell back to the earth.

He deliberately fell directly from the sky to the white ground, still did not suffer a little bit of injury, and did not even feel any impact.

It feels that the white earth is neither soft nor hard, and it cannot be described in words at all.

And it was very smooth, without the slightest texture. He squatted on the ground and carefully rubbed it for a while, even without a bulge or depression of a grain of sand, but at the same time it was not smooth at all.

Everything that is used to everything, all feelings, is drawn away, leaving an absolute blank.

He even misses the coldness of the glacier, the heat of the sea of ​​fire, and the fury and joy of the heart.

He tried to make some marks on the white ground as a reference, but it was enough to break the mountain's powerful tricks, but he couldn't make even a trace of traces on the earth.

Everything becomes impossible, and it is impossible to desperately.

“What the **** is this place?”

......

At the same time, in the dojo of the Tibetan king Bodhisattva - the Nether Palace.

There is a saying in the old saying: "It is invisible, it is silent, it is called the Nether. The Nether, so it is not a Taoist."

On the left and right plaques, "There is no such thing as an earth, and it is as secret as a secret."

Equality king gave a gift and asked: "Why doesn't Bodhisattva stop that person?"

He didn't think that it was really "Lv judge" who went into flames and accidentally broke into the 18th floor of hell.

He glanced at the big white dog like a lion. Although the Hell Road is boundless, but there is such a "sounding beast", it is impossible to grasp the "that person" movement.

At that time, the spiritual stone monkey was so troubled that it was blocked by the Tibetan king Bodhisattva, and it would not stop a small ghost.

The Bodhisattva of the Tibetan King slowly opened his eyes, and the pale blue face was like a smile and a smile. His expression was unpredictable: "Nothing will be immortal, no dirt will be clean, no increase or decrease."

The king of equality stunned and immediately understood: "With his ghosts in the district. Dare to enter the colorless world, it is really self-investment, but I am more concerned."

If there are ordinary monks here. I will be stunned.

The Buddhist family named the three thousand worlds "" and wrapped the "desires". The top layer is the "colorless world", which is called the "three circles."

“” and “Desire” are not the names of geographical areas.

As the name implies, the “desire of the world” is a collection of all kinds of creatures, especially for all living beings, especially human beings.

"" is the collection of all the colors, all matter. The "colorless world" is naturally the supreme realm of detachment.

Therefore, most monks believe that the "colorless world" does not exist, but only describes the realm of spiritual practice. Even if you enter the western world of bliss, you must pass unremitting practice. Only have the opportunity to reach this realm.

But who can think that the colorless world not only exists, but also the real title of the eighteen layers of hell.

A large stone fell in the heart of the Equality King, and he was satisfied with the retreat.

The evil spirits who enter the "colorless world" will experience the real "infernal hell". Even if they fly out of the 100,000 miles, they will only be in the same place. Even if I stayed inside for 100 million years, I would like to see the six-eared macaque.

Survival is not allowed, and death cannot be done. No time, no time. It is called "infernal hell."

As for the fall of the four judges, he did not care. In the six reincarnations, the corpse of the corpse is more than that. Who is not willing. The ghosts of the hungry ghosts are more like wild dogs. In short, they are called again.

The only thing that can threaten them is the "world of murder".

After the Equality King left, he listened to the probe and asked: "Buddha, ‘that person’ will really be trapped in the colorless world forever?”

The Tibetan king Bodhisattva only said two words: "Wukong."

Listening to the whole body, I seem to think of a very bad memory: "Hey, you are all good, just like to play a riddle! Of course, I know that as long as the 'four meditations and eight stipulations', the true meaning of 'empty is the color' can be broken. Freedom in the colorless world. But he is just a ghost, even the 'refining the **** is still empty' is still far away! How is it possible to go to Wukong?"

The so-called four Zen eight. That is, "meditation" is the most important way of practicing Buddhism.

Four for eight. It is just opposite to the colorless world, in the Zen, in the colorless world. It can also be divided into "four meditations" and "four empty".

The four meditations are in the "enlightenment", and the four empties are in the "wukong".

"Heart Sutra" has a cloud: "The color is not empty, the air is not different, the color is empty, the empty is the color." The description is the four realms, and it is deep into the highest level.

On the big iceberg, Li Qingshan realized that "the heart is born by the heart", can break through all kinds of colors, reach the realm of "color is empty", and no longer suffer from torture of all kinds of torture, get a great freedom, this is "enlightenment" color".

Many high-minded virtues with great wisdom and perseverance can achieve this level as long as they continue to practice.

And even if it is seven days of robbery, the achievement of the Luo Han fruit position may not be able to go further, and realize that "emptiness is color."

The difficulty of "Wukong" can be seen.

The Tibetan King Bodhisattva laughs without saying.

......

"My name is Li Qingshan. I have already noticed that I am actually a character in a comic..."

Innocent white earth ~www.readwn.com~ Li Qingshan holding his legs, muttering to himself, like a broken machine.

Suddenly angry: "But, what about the background painting? The dialog box?! This ghost place is not even as comics!!"

And his anger came fast, he went fast, and the anger just disappeared and disappeared. I don't know where to go.

He also tried to fly around and search for the "old five", but he knew it was clear that it was no different from staying in place. The concept of distance is meaningful only when there is a reference.

This process lasted for almost three years, and there was no stopping in the middle. Anyway, he would not feel tired, but he was getting tired.

Time is also meaningless, perhaps from entering the Tiewei Mountain to the present, just after a moment.

He misses those tortures in hell, and it is hard to bear the torture in a short time, but when the time stretches indefinitely, it becomes the most terrible torture.

He even developed self-doubt: "Can I get out of here?" (To be continued.)