Talk about the world of mortals in detail

On the hill in the south of the mountain, the power of heaven and earth was not shown by thunder in the sky. Yi Shuyuan fell asleep on the ground, letting the wind and rain beat him. His body and soul were in chaos, and there was an inner scene in it.

"Rumble"

Thunder manifested in Yi Shuyuan's body.

The thunder sounds, the snakes and insects revive and the poison appears!

Since Yi Shuyuan's hands, feet, head, and torso, from empty to real, internal evils have appeared one after another. Countless snakes, scorpions, and poisonous insects have appeared in the interior scenes, making Yi Shuyuan's spirit unable to escape even if he wanted to!

In the dream scene, Yi Shuyuan's face was pale, and the thunder in the sky illuminated the darkness. He stood on the top of the mountain, with endless black snakes and insects flooding in below him.

There was not much time to think. In just a moment, Yi Shuyuan was drowned by thousands of poisons.

The miserable howl sounded amidst the terrifying and intensive gnawing. Yi Shuyuan trembled all over. It would have been fine if he died immediately, but the feeling in his body was always there, as if he could never finish chewing his own flesh and blood.

This was simply more terrifying than the endless punishment in purgatory. Yi Shuyuan's will almost collapsed. He was in pain and did not want to die.

Escape, I want to escape from here!

Trapped among snakes and insects, Yi Shuyuan was on the verge of collapse, with a strong desire to live and a strong desire to die. In this contradiction, people jumped on the top of the mountain.

But the poison did not leave the body. Instead, it kept leaping out from the surrounding mountains, wrapping Yi Shuyuan into a terrifying black cocoon made of poison.

And Yi Shuyuan was still falling, as if there was an endless secluded world under the mountain peak just now!

"The power of God is here. If you want to take my life, then take it!"

Yi Shuyuan roared angrily, and countless poisons tried to go into his mouth. At this moment, the stars in the sky shone with radiance, and thunders like dancing silver snakes in the sky suddenly fell one after another at this moment.

"Boom--" "Boom--" "Crack--"

The thunder just hit Yi Shuyuan, or rather hit the poisonous cocoon.

"ah--"

While screaming, the thunder light shattered the snake and insect wrapped around Yi Shuyuan. Countless poisons rained down, and Yi Shuyuan's body was completely covered by the lightning light, as if falling into a sea of ​​fire.

"Yi Shuyuan, don't insist any longer. If you continue like this, you will really die——"

On the top of the mountain, there was an immortal in colorful clothes shouting. In his blurry vision, he seemed to be somewhat similar to Yi Shuyuan himself.

"Yi Shuyuan, hurry up and hold on -"

On the mountainside, someone stretched out his hand, surrounded by luxurious things, gold, silver, jade, food and wine.

"Yi Shuyuan, if you go down further, you will be where Jiuyou will die. It will be difficult to save you -"

At the bottom of the mountain, there are a group of concubines for one person, with endless beauty and tenderness. He also wants to save Yi Shuyuan, and there is a certain familiarity with them.

And Yi Shuyuan is still falling. How can there be three such beautiful places among billions of poisonous things——

In Kuonan Mountain, the terrifying thunder lasted all night, and was accompanied by violent storms in the second half of the night, which gradually weakened until dawn.

That night, Yi Shuyuan slept in the open air on the mountain, letting the violent wind and rain blow. It was not until dawn that the rain and wind gradually slowed down.

"Chirp~chirp~~"

Birdsong sounded in the treetops nearby. It sounded very much like a thrush, maybe the same one from before.

Yi Shuyuan's eyelids trembled slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes. There were water drops falling from the corners of his eyes and the ends of his hair. His clothes were already soaked, and they were all hanging on his body. The dark clouds were quickly dissipating. When he stood up and looked to the east, the horizon The morning glow has brought a blush to the dim world.

Yi Shuyuan's turban had been blown away by the wind and rain. At this moment, he stood up unsteadily with disheveled hair, twisted the water from his long hair, threw the wet hair behind him, and stood looking to the east.

The sun was rising on the far side of the earth. The sunlight pierced the sky and illuminated Shannan Hill. Yi Shuyuan's pupils narrowed slightly under the sunlight, and white gas began to appear from his whole body.

The white mist was steaming like mist. In this almost unconscious state, Yi Shuyuan's clothes were already dry in just a moment. He looked at his body absentmindedly, only feeling that the sunlight brought a layer of fuzzy flames that ordinary people could never see. , flowing and jumping on him like water.

At this time, in Yi Shuyuan's eyes, the mountains were not only fresh under the sun after the mountain rain had stopped, but also had a layer of vague spiritual mist, which was intertwined with everything in the mountains, and was slightly turbulent like weak waves. There will be corresponding changes when the sun slowly rises.

It is thick and light, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and there is a faint feeling of tidal surge.

"This is what is called spiritual energy."

Whispering to himself, Yi Shuyuan was really confused at this moment. He couldn't tell whether he was a self-media worker in the 21st century who traveled to another world, or whether he was the crazy son dreaming of another world.

"If heaven has feelings, it will also grow old, and the right path in the world will be subject to vicissitudes of life."

Although he is confused about the past, one thing is clear to Yi Shuyuan. He is here now, he is who he is, his interests have not changed, and his dreams have not changed!

"I, Yi Shuyuan, have no intention of being that Cangjie, or I may accidentally do what Cangjie did. Hey, I wander around in thousands of ways and pick up pieces of it. Since I have all the merits of heaven, you can't ask me to commit suicide, right? Mr. Yi Just ask for a clear conscience!"

In the previous life, the Dao was complete and the heaven and earth were damaged. In the current world, the heaven and earth are complete but the Dao is missing. Once I fell into the river, the world was replaced. Now, the Dao of Heaven is complete and complete. Is this considered a great merit? If only I could enter Taoism and practice, would that be enough?

While Yi Shuyuan murmured, he was asking both himself and the world.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan suddenly felt something in his heart and turned around. He saw Kuonan Mountain God already standing behind him. He frowned and looked at Yi Shuyuan with a strange and unbelievable expression, even a little at a loss.

"Is it really you? Are you not dead?"

Yi Shuyuan smiled. The mountain god has always been unpredictable, but he didn't expect him to have such an expression.

"Obviously, God won't accept me!"

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan was entangled with a strong force of heaven and earth, and the mist surrounding him was like a faint thunder cloud, and there should be lightning flashing in it, as if the disaster had not passed yet.

But after Yi Shuyuan finished speaking, all the atmosphere quickly dissipated, the mist turned into nothing, the thunder and lightning were like an illusion, and even Yi Shuyuan's blue-haired eyes returned to normal, turning into the ordinary scholar again. In Huang Hongchuan's eyes, it seemed so familiar yet so strange.

"Is there really a person in heaven and earth who has become enlightened?"

Huang Hongchuan was so excited that his body even trembled slightly. Such a thing that subverted the worldview happened before his eyes. Even he, the God of Kuonan Mountain, could not calm down.

"Enlightenment once?"

Yi Shuyuan looked confused and muttered to himself.

"How could it be just one day? Moreover, it was just a matter of breaking through the heart and entering the Tao."

As he spoke, Yi Shuyuan smiled at Huang Hongchuan.

"Master Shan Shen is really joking. It is also because Master Shan Shen mentioned something yesterday that I can clearly understand the inner scene in my heart and have a sense of 'Tao'. However, my understanding of the mysteries of this world is still just that of an ignorant scholar. I still need to learn from it." Only by practicing the wonderful Dharma can you manifest the way in your heart."

Yi Shuyuan was sincere in every word, but his heart was definitely not as calm as on the surface, but full of excitement and excitement. However, the feeling from last night was still there, so that every word he spoke seemed to be floating out of nowhere.

If Yi Shuyuan wants to practice, he still needs to have a law to follow, but even though he has not yet stepped into the door of practice, he has already understood his own foundation, is not confused, and even has an idea of ​​how to manifest this foundation. idea.

Huang Hongchuan was also confused. He did eat and drink with Yi Shuyuan, but in the final analysis, he was still the god of the mountain. Although he admired Yi Shuyuan as a person, he still had a bit of a god-like attitude toward mortals towards Yi Shuyuan. Today, I don't dare to feel any scorn.

As for the "basics" Yi Shuyuan mentioned? Huang Hongchuan didn't believe this kind of rhetoric, but he couldn't ask rashly, because he was a little confused, and a lot of words turned into a bitter smile when he spoke.

"I don't dare to be respectful in front of my husband. My husband always says 'Lord Mountain God', but he is making fun of Huang?"

"I don't mean that. In that case, shall I call you Mr. Huang?"

Yi Shuyuan remembered that ordinary people also called Kuonan Mountain God this way.

Huang Hongchuan nodded slightly, and just as he was about to speak, Yi Shuyuan's expression suddenly changed in front of him, and after saying "no," he quickly ran in one direction.

Huang Hongchuan didn't know what was going on but was just slightly stunned before following him. After a while, the two of them had arrived at the creek where Yi Shuyuan often fetched water.

Huang Hongchuan already understood what was going on halfway along the way. In fact, as a mountain god, he should have noticed it earlier than Yi Shuyuan, but firstly, he was struck by thunder from the sky yesterday and his golden body was slightly shaken. Secondly, he was too shocked this morning. Also confused.

The two of them stood by the stream. What they looked at was the ink-colored rock. The stream was still trickling, but there was no life under the rock.

Judging from the scorch marks on the side, a thunderstorm also fell here last night.

Yi Shuyuan closed his eyes, then slowly opened them, squatted down and picked up the stone. The indentation on the top of the stone was as dark as new, but when turned over, there was only a trace of blood on the bottom, and there was no longer the small fish.

"You were implicated by me."

After hearing Yi Shuyuan's words, Huang Hongchuan opened his mouth slightly and was shocked. His eyes focused on the ink mark in the depression. He had some guesses in his heart, and even felt a little scared, because just now he couldn't help but want to ask Yi Shuyuan for help. He Dao.

But now Huang Hongchuan doesn't dare. Could it be that this approach arouses jealousy? Could it be that this way is not tolerated by God? So why is Yi Shuyuan still alive?

"Mr. Huang is wondering why I, Yi Shuyuan, am still alive, right?"

Hearing Yi Shuyuan suddenly say this, Huang Hongchuan's heart trembled and he said repeatedly, "Don't dare, don't dare know!"

Huang Hongchuan was really scared. He thought that he, the God of Kuonan Mountain, was free and easy-going and could see clearly. But now he realized that he also had fear. It turned out that he was used to being aloof and had forgotten some fears.

The thunder strike yesterday seemed to be just a more powerful natural thunder, but it frightened Huang Hongchuan because it didn't look like a coincidence!

"Huang Gong, please don't do this. You have given me the kindness to enter Taoism. If I succeed in my practice in the future, I will definitely repay you!"

Yi Shuyuan didn't make any more jokes about Huang Hongchuan. After finishing speaking, he just looked at the rock in his hand that was still full of blood and ink.

The doll seemed to have been scattered by lightning, but Yi Shuyuan got a glimmer of hope and survived the Jingzhe. The doll was accompanying him through the same calamity. Was there no glimmer of hope left?