Naruto Legend of Heaven and Man

♂nbsp; Other boatmen greeted the old boatman one after another, but the old boatman only glanced at them without replying a word.

The old boatman had a heavy expression, his eyebrows were knitted together, and he said softly, "We're here, let's get down."

"Thank you, old man." Wang Zuo cupped his hands and thanked him again, leaving the ship and stepping on the cool bluestone steps.

Seeing Wang Zuo walking up the stairs like many reincarnated people, the old boatman sighed, "Hey, he's another seeker." He turned around and slowly paddled away, humming in his mouth, "The silent moon is like a dream, I admire the wind alone in the clouds, and all my achievements and achievements through the ages are in vain when I look back."

"It's all empty." Wang Zuo listened carefully to the old boatman's song, and there was always a faint sadness surrounding his heart as he walked towards the Naihe Bridge.

After walking up an unknown number of stairs, I finally arrived at the bridge shrouded in mist. The dim light illuminated the bridge deck, revealing the hazy shadows of many people.

Wang Zuo followed the happy-looking people around him and walked towards the depths of the bridge. There was no sound on the silent bridge. Countless shadows lingering on the bridge stood with their mouths open and looked at them with straight eyes.

The strange scene made Wang Zuo not dare to fall behind until a huge monument was erected in the middle of the bridge. The shadows were crowded to the point where they seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier a thousand meters away. Under the monument, there was an ordinary Eight Immortals table, with a cup of tea placed on the table. There is a stunning beauty sitting on a stool. It is too far to see clearly, but the idea will naturally arise in my mind that she must look like a stunning beauty.

Everyone who passed by the beautiful woman would pick up the cup of tea and take a sip, then walk to the left of the monument and disappear in the mist.

Finally, it was Wang Zuo's turn to approach, and he looked curiously at the beautiful woman sitting on the stool. All that was left in his mind was clear water and hibiscus, naturally used to embellish this sentence. The red face and facial features were perfect just by looking at them. How could they be combined together to be beautiful? Amazingly, she is wearing an ancient dress and her moist eyes reveal a particularly warm light, which can melt the soul.

"Excuse me, are you Po Meng?" As soon as the words were spoken, Wang Zuo felt something was wrong. How could such a beautiful woman be called Po Meng.

"Are you a seeker again? I am Po Meng. The old boatman must have told you this. You don't need to drink this tea. Go over there. There is the answer you want." A sweet voice like an oriole came from Jia's mouth. The beautiful woman raised her jade finger and pointed to the right side of the stele.

Hearing that what he wanted was on the right side, his desire for answers suppressed his yearning for beauty. Wang Zuo left the team and walked alone to the right side of the monument.

"I hear the Tao in the morning and die in the evening. I am another lost seeker." Po Meng's beautiful brows wrinkled slightly and she whispered in a low voice.

Step by step, he walked to the right. The scene around him was constantly changing, and deafening questions rang in his heart.

"Thus I have heard, Arahant Bhikkhu, all outflows have been eliminated forever, and in the last body, one can say I am not."

"I have heard that if something is not empty, it should be empty. It is impossible not to be empty, let alone to be empty."

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With countless voices chanting scriptures echoing in his ears, Wang Zuo felt his steps become heavier and heavier, and his body suddenly shook as he looked ahead.

A figure was reflected in the stele in front of him. The figure became clearer and clearer, and finally turned into reality. It was another Wang Zuo. He was bald and wearing a cassock, with his head lowered and his eyebrows lowered, chanting scriptures in his mouth.

"The donor has not stopped yet, so why bother to cling to the true and the false? Everything is like a dream, like a dream, like a dream, like an illusion, like dew, like lightning, just think of it like this."

"Who are you and why did you stop me."

"This is the name of the poor monk."

He raised his head and smiled, "Look at what's ahead of you."

Wang Zuo got out of the way and took a closer look. The road ahead had disappeared. It was a huge ancient bronze door. There were two strange-shaped characters engraved on the door. Inside the door was a slowly rotating black vortex.

"This is"

"All sentient beings are self-inflicted due to the causes and conditions of desires. They are like a wheel spinning endlessly. They live and die in the six realms and accept sanctions. This is the way of heaven in the six realms of reincarnation."

“What’s wrong with the way of heaven?”

"Those who enter this path will conform to the great path and will never be reincarnated. I am no longer here for myself."

"I'm not here for me...do you know who I am?"

"You are me, I am you, the cause and effect, you will understand later, let me take you out of this place." Such clear eyes, a flash of lightning shot into Wang Zuo's eyes, and all kinds of memories suddenly came to his mind.

"In the world of Naruto, ask, Mu Kuji Ji Dao, Kamikawa Wang Zuo, time travel, the past life was..." Memories were restored, but the false memories of the past life became blank.

"It's too late if you don't leave now." Su Sui's expression suddenly changed, he grabbed Wang Zuo, who was full of doubts, and threw him outside.

"Hey" Wang Zuo still has many questions he hasn't asked, why he looks like him, what happened to time travel, and what's the secret of all this.

The world was spinning for a while, and Wang Zuo felt like he was constantly retreating. A huge blue-black palm stretched out from the vortex of the bronze door, carrying the overwhelming power of heaven and earth, imprisoning all directions. Facing the powerful palm, Wang Zuo felt like an ant, without any resistance at all. ability.

"Hey" he let out an angry roar, and a golden swastika appeared out of thin air and reflected on the giant palm. Infinite spiritual light illuminated the surroundings, and the giant palm was slowly suppressed back.

Under the stele, the stunningly beautiful Po Meng stood up suddenly. The spiritual light shone on the Naihe Bridge. Countless shadows knelt down and prayed devoutly. They turned into spiritual bodies and flew to the left side of the stele and entered reincarnation. Infinite Light, Great Thunder Sound Temple"

Without the confinement of his giant palm, Wang Zuo continued to fly out. In an instant, he left the Naihe Bridge and flew out of Huangquan. The further outside he went, the more unstable the space became. The power of the space disturbed him. Wang Zuo's consciousness slowly blurred, and he vaguely saw a spiritual light appearing to protect him. Live in consciousness.

At the bottom of the sea, Wang Zuo opened his eyes with difficulty, and the cold water was immediately repelled by invisible force. "What's going on? Is this just a dream?" Wang Zuo checked that there was no damage to his body.

"It shouldn't be true. Naihe Bridge, the enthusiastic old boatman, the stunning beauty Meng Po, and the monk who looks like me are all so clear in my mind.

I understood that it should be that I used the path of annihilation without suffering and failed to see through the past and present lives. Instead, I lost myself and fell into infinite reincarnation. In theory, I should have been annihilated by the body and spirit, but I was awakened like this when I was on the verge of death.

Why I didn't go to the underworld of Naruto's world after my death is a question, but at least I know that my crossing was definitely not a coincidence. "

A figure rose up from the roaring sea. Wang Zuo, who emerged from the bottom of the sea, looked at the barrier of the Kingdom of Water, "Remembering how I killed the blood in the first place, that power should be the remaining consciousness of heaven and man in my previous life. It seems that in my previous life He has indeed reached the Taoist state of unity between man and nature, but if the monk is a Buddhist, it would not make sense if he were my previous life."

"Since it is said that I will naturally know the truth in the future, then I can only improve my strength as much as possible to ensure my own safety."

Recalling his helplessness in the face of that shockingly powerful palm and his peerless talent when suppressing the giant palm like this, Wang Zuo no longer simply pursued the truth and the road, but also ignited a desire for power.