Finally seeing the creature in Guixu, Li Buzhuo was filled with mixed feelings. Subconsciously, he wanted to move closer, but when he thought of Jiang Dongjun's advice, he hesitated for a moment and wanted to bypass it.

At this time, the black seal in his hand emitted a strong fluctuation of energy, guiding Li Buzhuo forward.

Since entering Guixu, the induction between this route and Fu Li has always been vague, and this is the first time that the reaction is so strong.

Li Buzhuo's heart moved and said with some thoughts: "Can it be that the Chang Whale is Fu Li?"

After only hesitating for a moment, Li Buzhuo finally moved closer to the long whale.

Guixu was dark and he could not find any reference at all. When he first saw the long whale, he thought it was like a whale in the sea, but he had been wandering in Guixu for several days, but he had not yet gotten completely close.

Only then did he realize the size of the whale. At the same time, he also saw clearly what white light was on the back of the whale, it was a bright moon!

A sea of ​​abyss floated in Guixu, sank into the west, and was carried by a long whale, washing away the dew in the sea and rising again.

When Li Buzhuo saw this scene, his heart was shocked. Before he knew it, he watched dozens of sun rise and the moon set, and came to the long whale. The size of this long whale is probably not inferior to that of the mysterious silkworm. Li Buzhuo was around him like a drop in the ocean, inconspicuous.

"Above this vast sea, it should be Fu Li."

"I didn't expect Fu Li to look like this. Is this world also transformed from a small world created by some existence?"

When Li Buzhuo thought of this, he was moved by his will.

He struggled to float above the vast sea, trying to return to Fuli, but when he touched the sea, he found that his body was floating.

"Hey, my body..."

Li Buzhuo was in a trance, but found that at some point he had turned into a piece of clothing!

"The person who crosses Guixu..."

A vicissitudes of sound sounded, and the vast sea in front of Li Buzhuo was surging wildly. The long whale shook its tail and turned around, and two sun-moon-like eyes stared at it.

"I haven't seen it for a long time."

It looked at Li Buzhuo quietly, with a hint of pity in his eyes - the person who was lost in Guixu finally returned to his hometown, but his body was left in Guixu. He didn't even know that he had died, only a little real spirit left, consuming his last obsession and brought his relics back to Fuli.

"Senior, is..."

In a daze, Li Buzhuo didn't have time to think about how he turned into a piece of clothing. Looking at the long whale, his thoughts flew. Suddenly, he thought of the whale ancestor who had heard Quan Ying talk about on Juyou Sea. Could it be that the long whale carrying the sun and the moon is the whale ancestor?

"You have both the dragon silk and the use of it...

"I have an old age with the mermaids, so I'll give you a ride."

As soon as the Whale Ancestor finished speaking, the tide surged, and Li Buzhuo was caught in it uncontrollably.

Many bizarre scenes in front of him flew past, and countless sounds sounded in his ears, such as insects, birds, wind and rain, ships, farming, weaving, reading...

In an instant, the light and shadow and sound disappeared, and the willows and flowers were bright. I saw the Fusang divine wood from the east to the sky and the earth, standing in front of me.

The black seal was in front of his eyes and turned into blue smoke and dissipated.

...

Three months have passed since the dispute between the two realms, but the turmoil in the East Ji has not completely subsided. Li Sushi sits in Wudong City and suddenly looks out of the palace.

"It was the Lu Yin I left for Zhao Changqing, he was not dead?"

"Hmm? It's not Zhao Changqing. The person who led this route back died in Guixu..."

"If it's not Zhao Changqing, who can cross Guixu? Well, since he is dead, he will not have any threat to Fu Li."

Master Li Su retreated his gaze.

...

Under the divine tree, the coast is despaired.

In the sea breeze, a piece of clothing floated unsteadily and finally fell on the sea surface.

After a while, white waves rose on the sea and a whale floated up. Quan Ying sat at the head of the whale, holding the clothes, and took out an emerald conch from the inner bag of the clothes. She was stunned for a long time, but she looked around but couldn't see anyone.

...

Li Buzhuo probably understood that his body had been left in Guixu at some point. He could not even sense his soul and Dharma image.

He didn't know what state he was now. He saw the dead soldiers buried in the battle between the two worlds, and the graves occupied ten miles in a row. The newly built city walls were towering, and the black gauze drifted in the wind at the door of every household.

He could not hear other people's voices, nor could he contact others, but could only see what others were doing.

He came down from Shenmu's feet to Juyou Beach, which was much faster than ordinary people. When the sea breeze blew, he could use his strength to float away.

He was like a rootless duckweed. He didn't know how to deal with himself for a moment, so he had to use some of his remaining consciousness to try to identify the direction and float towards Youzhou.

As soon as he floats, he doesn't know how many years have passed. His consciousness gradually fades, and many past events are gradually unable to be recalled, and later he even completely forgets them. Li Buzhuo has heard this sentence in many people. In the past, he thought he understood it, but now he finally understands it completely. His thoughts are dissipating. After all thoughts are removed, what is the rest of himself?

While wandering, he didn't know when he came to the foot of a hanging mountain. At the foot of the hanging mountain, a young monk sat opposite an old monk under a tree to talk about scriptures.

Li Buzhuo saw that the young monk looked familiar, but he had forgotten many things, but he couldn't remember when he had seen him. He seemed to have met the old monk, but he couldn't remember his name.

Curious, he watched the two of them preach. He could not hear the sound, but when the two were talking about the scriptures, beasts and birds gathered down the mountain.

As soon as Li Buzhuo walked over, the young monk turned his head. Li Buzhuo made a move in surprise, but the monk's eyes moved closely with him. At this time, the old monk also turned his head and knocked on the wooden fish.

The wooden wooden fish made a sound of metal and iron, which was deafening.

Li Buzhuo couldn't hear other sounds. At this time, he not only heard the sound of wooden fish, but also heard the old monk sing a verse.

"Either thought nor non-thinking, it is extremely quiet, wonderful and impermanent. If there is no self in the world, where will Padmasambhava be?"

After singing, the old monk put away the wooden fish and left with the young monk.

Li Buzhuo stopped in place, thinking.

...

Hanging mountain road.

The young monk walked on the bluestone steps and said, "That man was just below Lishan, and he was a little bit of transformation for me. I don't know what disaster he encountered, but there was only a little real spirit left. Thank you Master Lianhua for helping me to eliminate this cause and effect."

"How did I get your cause and effect? ​​I helped him, and I just met him." The old monk shook his head, "But those who have experienced tribulations can only rely on themselves to resolve tribulations. Even if I speak out and enlighten them, how to understand them depends entirely on himself."
Chapter completed!