The first thousand three hundred and eighty-eighth chapter mood journey
There is no saying of reincarnation in this world, but there is also a fictional so-called death world. Death is the most basic law of the entire world and there is no way to escape.
As strong as a three-foot sword, it will inevitably become in its current state, and such a great master as Emperor Xuanyuan disappeared into the long river of history. As for the strongest Wuji in the old antique's mouth, he also chose to die with another self.
Even if the monks who are alive today are as strong as the supreme, who can guarantee that they will not be threatened by death?
Only people die, but no one has ever returned from the so-called world of death. Naturally, no one knows what the world of death looks like. Even if it is a three-foot sword that uses reincarnation to create Chen Pan, he still doesn't know what the world of death is.
The most common way to deal with things that you don’t understand but want to know is to imagine. There is no difference between practitioners and mortals.
The most recognized saying of the world of death is the Netherworld Island. It is said that no matter what kind of creatures die, they will gather here. Therefore, this place has become a bad place, and gods and ghosts cannot enter.
In another way, Nether Island is not a real world of death, the real world of death is an extremely empty world.
There is no day or night, and there is no time left, only the soul cruising, nothing else. The only scenery is the other side of the river, the flower that feeds on the soul.
Life and death are the fairest things in the world and no one can avoid them.
Life doesn’t know where it comes from, but everyone wants to know where death goes.
When we see the red spider lily, we will be the same.
This is an old saying from the mortal world. Once you reach this world, there will be no wealth, nobility and humbleness, and you will be just a helpless soul.
Now, Chen Pan finally saw the legendary red shore flower. Instead of devouring his soul, it made people feel extremely at ease.
Netherworld is a recognized world of death, and there is the existence of the red shore flower here. I am afraid that another legend about the world of death is actually based on Netherworld Island.
"Can I go in?" Chen Pan asked.
He did not feel any danger, the turbulent Forgetful River. When he arrived here, he seemed to be a quiet little girl, flowing slowly through the endless sea of flowers on the other side.
Suddenly, Chen Pan remembered the Blue Primrose. It was also the same color, and a small river flowed monotonically in endless colors.
However, such calmness made him feel unreal and always felt that there should be hidden dangers.
However, the Three-Foot Sword denied his thoughts: "I can't be very sure, but I didn't encounter any danger when I entered that year. Now I feel that there is no change."
"Then why did you choose to withdraw back then?" Chen Pan asked in confusion.
When Zhou Tianming said that there might be something he was looking for at the end of the Wangchuan River, the Sanchi Sword responded fiercely. It is not difficult to infer from his words that when he arrived here, he did not enter the end but chose to leave.
The Sanchi Sword smiled slightly: "You keep moving forward. You will naturally understand when you arrive."
Not knowing what the Sanchi Sword Gourd sells, Chen Pan still chose to move forward. He has arrived here and cannot choose to leave and fail. Since Sanchi Sword has no reminder, he can only pay attention to it himself.
Entering this sea of flowers, Chen Pan suddenly felt aroused in his heart. He gave up flying and landed on the ground.
In the past hundred years, he rarely landed on the ground, and he almost used flying in battle or rushing. But now it is different, he suddenly wants to take a good walk, as if a mortal is rushing on the road.
When we see the red shore flower, we will be the same. Immortals have been a fairy for hundreds of years. In this case, if I walk in as a mortal, will I feel different?
Walk along the bank of the Wangchuan River, step by step, but leave no traces in the place you have walked.
When Chen Pan raised his steps, the red shore flower he stepped on would stand upright in an instant, as if he had not suffered any harm.
The faint fragrance of flowers penetrates into the heart, like pure wine. My internal organs seem to be crushed into the fragrance of flowers, and then they are reborn.
This is a kind of spiritual pleasure that makes Chen Pan extremely relaxed.
Confused, regretful, nervous... All kinds of negative emotions were shattered by the fragrance of flowers and disappeared. Moving forward step by step, in Chen Pan's eyes, this seemed no longer a sea of flowers like blood, but a road of sunshine.
According to legend, the red shore flower is something that cannot appear in the living world, and it is a unique flower in the world of death.
The end of life is death. When you see the red spider lily, it means you are dead.
The world of the red shore flower is the world of death. When you step on the red shore flower, it means that you have begun life in the world of death.
Life and death are a cycle of reincarnation, without any faults. Similarly, the end of death is life.
Going deeper into the world of the other shore flower means going deeper into the world of death, and also means you are traveling through the world of death.
When you reach the end of the red spider flower, you will reach the end of the world of death, where there will be hope for rebirth.
All beings are equal. As long as you do not give up hope, there will be death if you have life, and there will be death if you have death.
Just like this trampled red shore flower, when the pressure passes, it will recover instantly and become reborn.
The intoxicated fragrance of flowers made Chen Pan calm and he began to recall every bit of the past, whether in his past or this life.
Love, friendship, family...what has gained, lost, or missed in life?
This is a thorough self-reflection, which is like an enlightenment, and is even repairing Chen Pan's broken heart of Tao, making him more determined.
Chen Pan fell into a very subtle realm. The three-foot sword closed the space of the stone axe, so that he would not break this realm by accidentally entering his spiritual sense.
Chen Pan had time to Daoxin. The Three-Foot Sword had thought of turning him into a vicious object who only knew how to kill and destroy, and then use the method of breaking and then setting up to help him restore his mind and repair his Daoxin. Unfortunately, he failed.
But at this moment, there was a chance to make up for it. Although this could not achieve the effect of breaking and establishing and fully recovering as mentioned by the Three-foot Sword, it gave his cultivation hope again.
The sea of flowers is vast and boundless. Chen Pan is like an ascetic monk moving forward slowly, and I don’t know how many years he has spent.
The rushing Wangchuan River also seemed to be fascinated by the fragrance of flowers here. Not only did it become smooth, but even the anger in the lake disappeared, like an ordinary stream flowing by.
Chen Pan has almost reached the state of selflessness, and he almost no longer remembers the purpose of his trip, like a puppet.
This wonderful journey of mood was just over when I knew that a huge foggy swamp appeared in front of me.
A terrible pressure woke Chen Pan up, as if the breath of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth.
The end of the Forgetful River finally arrived.
Chapter completed!