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The Buddha cultivates the mind and believes that the "sea of ​​bitterness" is a person's life. Everyone in the world has greed, hatred and ignorance, so they are drowning in the sea of ​​suffering.Although this "sea of ​​bitterness" in the east is not the sea of ​​mind as mentioned by Buddhism, it is also difficult to cross.

The gray sea water spread to the sky, dead and silent, with no wind or waves, and the end could not be seen at a glance.There is only a huge stone tablet on the shore, which reads "the sea of ​​bitterness is boundless".

I don't know how this sea appeared, but since it appeared, no one can cross it.

People who have fallen into the sea of ​​misery can't get out. Countless monks have jumped into the sea with a thump and never came out again.This seemingly calm sea water is frightening, and there are so many rotting corpses piled up underneath.

Fang Shiyi was caught by Wen Xiuyue's enemies and thrown into the sea of ​​misery when he was a child. I don't know if he counted all his luck in his life and saved his life.

Now standing on the shore of the sea of ​​bitterness, time has changed, he has grown up, his six senses are not clean, and he has to take the initiative to step in.

"What can we do?" Fang Shiyi put his hand between his eyebrows, "There are rumors that no one has ever overcome the sea of ​​suffering... Well, but the rumors are probably false."

After all, the ancestors successfully got through the bitter sea to get what they needed.

These days, he has already looked through the books in the Fang family's treasure house that record the world thousands of years ago, and squatted on the ground to draw a dragon: "Xiao Mingchao, according to the records of the Fang family, thousands of years ago, here was a giant dragon. The territory of the demon."

Meng Mingchao squatted down, interested: "Big monster?"

"Yes, a black dragon is related to the poisonous dragon that made this 'scattering ash'," Fang Shiyi muttered, "Speaking of which, the big monster that made trouble a hundred years ago seems to be a relative of this one."

Meng Ming suddenly jumped in his heart.

"I don't know if the one at the bottom of the sea is still alive. If he is alive, I guess many of the monks who fell into the sea of ​​bitterness probably disturbed his old man and were swallowed up. I just hope he doesn't wake up, because Yujian will be disturbed and fall over the sea of ​​bitterness." , can only take a boat, he flicked his tail and set off the waves, and we will be his dinner."

Fang Suyi frightened the younger brother, and he couldn't help but think of the feeling of falling into the sea of ​​suffering - as if the emotions and desires were infinitely magnified, and the painful memories of the past washed every fragile nerve, and the damp and cold permeated every hole, up and down, suffocating of darkness.

It was painful like going through a reincarnation again.

He didn't really want to take Meng Ming across the sea, but unfortunately the little beauty looked soft, but in fact she was more stubborn than a cow, and the eight party pickers couldn't pull her back.

He also listens to his brother most.

Fang Shiyi thought depressedly, threw out the boat, turned his head to see Meng Mingchao in a daze, raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his hand in front of his eyes: "Stupid? Scared? Why don't you just wait here and I'll go for a ride." just go..."

Meng Ming glanced at him and boarded the boat.

Fang Shiyi sighed, waved his sleeves and sailed away.

The gray sea water and the gray sky set off against each other, as if the sky and the earth are connected and entangled when the majesty is not broken and the chaos is not eliminated.

The boat broke through the sea silently and drifted to the depths. The stone tablet standing on the shore for thousands of years was mottled with wind and frost.

Fang Shiyi exhaled lightly.

Just after entering the sea of ​​bitterness, the heart began to feel heavy, as if some invisible force grabbed the limbs, internal organs, and pulled them down heavily.

When no one speaks, everything is dead.

But when he spoke, it seemed to disturb the tranquility again.

It was okay at first, but after a few days of travelling, Fang Shiyi recited the Heart Sutra silently, but couldn't sit still, so he had to find something to talk about, and after he followed the bitter sea, Meng Ming, who looked weird and silent, said to Meng Ming: "Little brother, what do you think?" What does 'the end of the sea of ​​bitterness' refer to?"

It is impossible to really cross this sea area and reach the end.

I don't know where the end of this sea is. Once a monk wanted to try it. After sailing for several months, he got lost in the sea of ​​suffering. It took a lot of effort to get rid of the maze at sea and escape back.

"At the end..." Meng Mingchao kept staring at the sea, heard the sound coming back to his senses, pondered for a while, and said slowly, "Brother, are monks from ancient times to the present only thinking of crossing the sea of ​​suffering, but never sinking in?"

Fang Shiyi was amused: "Because those who fell into it died."

Meng Mingchao casually said that sentence, thinking of this incident, just about to make amends, Fang Shiyi suddenly thought: "Oh, no, it's not over yet."

He pointed to himself: "The one sitting in front of you just fell into the sea of ​​suffering and survived."

Meng Mingchao was taken aback.

"Not many people remember this time, and usually no one would take the initiative to bring it up." Fang Shiyi smiled, and told Meng Mingchao what happened that year. After speaking, a vague shadow flashed across his mind.

He seems to... vaguely remember what lies under the sea of ​​bitterness.

Is there a big monster?

But if he really ran into a big monster, why didn't the other party kill him?

Fang Shiyi's smile subsided unknowingly.

He was six years old when he fell into the sea of ​​misery.At the age of six, he should remember a lot of things.

But apart from the old beggar, in my memory, there are only lively scenes on the long street, and those days when I was hungry and cold.

These were his memories of childhood, and he had never had any doubts.

But sitting on this boat, wandering in the boundless sea of ​​suffering, the missing piece in his heart seemed to be filled, and he felt vaguely that he had forgotten something very important.

How important should it be?Although nine deaths did not regret it.

Fang Shiyi felt that it was necessary for him to have a good talk with his master, and wait for the antidote to be found.

No matter how many strange doubts there are now, there is only one priority.

On the seventh day of sailing on the Sea of ​​Bitterness, there was a change in the calm sea.

A low roar came faintly from the bottom of the sea, the boat began to sway, the sky became more and more gloomy, and the wind from a distance would sting the cheeks, causing a stinging pain.Fang Shiyi sensed that something was wrong, and tried his best to stabilize the unlucky boat, but the laws of the sea were different from the current world, the waves were sweeping in, the more he tried to stabilize, the worse the boat shook.

Fang Shiyi squinted his eyes, vaguely seeing someone coming after the storm.

Still an acquaintance.

Meng Mingchao's face sank, expressionless, with a light step on his toes, the boat suddenly stabilized.

The ripples in the nearby sea water seemed to be frozen by ice, and gradually stopped, spreading to the depths, and the figure of the man was revealed.

Sure enough, the man in black.

Fang Shiyi pulled out his sword and raised his eyebrows: "Senior, you are really busy. Wherever I go, you will be there. Do you like running after my ass so much?"

Rumor has it that monks can't control the sea, but the black-robed man walked idly, staring at Fang Shiyi for a while, then at Meng Mingchao, and calmly replied: "That's right, I'm very interested in your ass."

"..." Fang Shiyi thought numbly, am I being molested?

No one has ever dared to talk to the other party like this, and he didn't even react for a while, but Meng Mingchao pulled out the Tingfeng silently and rushed forward.

Fang Shiyi was surprised: "Come back!"

The ending sound disappeared in a burst of metal and stone clashing sounds.

Meng Mingchao was actually like the man in black, moving freely on the sea.The two fought to one point, and the black water below was calm and violent at the same time, and the stalemate was endlessly fighting.

The two people in the mid-air did not show any mercy, they moved towards each other's death spot, but both of them seemed to be able to predict the other's next move, and they played hundreds of moves, both of them were hurt, and no one was able to please.

The action of the black-robed man was even more sinister. He stared fiercely at Meng Mingchao, and his lips moved suddenly: "You already know, why didn't you tell him?"

Meng Mingchao gritted his teeth fiercely, his eyes were slightly flushed: "Shut up."

"Don't you dare? He hates me and the monster race now. If he knows what kind of thing he raised, he might disgust you to death." The black-robed man laughed sullenly, "But if he recovers Memory is different. The human race treated him like that to the Fang family, and the souls of the Fang family were trapped in the valley of clouds. If he remembered, he should hate the human race. He would understand everything we did..."

"It's you, not 'us'." Meng Mingchao said coldly, "Don't compare me with you."

"Everything I do is for his own good. What's good about those hypocritical people? When he wakes up, he will come back to us."

Meng Mingchao slashed at his neck fiercely, but the black-robed man seemed to have a premonition, and turned his head, the sword pierced only his shoulder.

The blood was dripping and flowing back along the wind, the man in black suddenly said: "The sword in your hand is made of his scales. Have you really forgotten everything, how hateful the human race is?"

Meng Mingchao's breathing stagnated.

The man in black paused every word: "He was the one you watched growing up, but his claws were cut off by the human race, and he fell to nowhere. Even the remaining offspring were forced to sleep in the ice for a hundred years."

Meng Mingchao's whole body became stiffer: "What are you talking about..."

"I am your evil avatar." The black-robed man whispered in his ear, "You are me, and I am you. If we merge into one, we will be a real and complete monster. How about it? , I gave up killing you and went out independently, do you want to unite with me? Don't let him find those things to refine the antidote, he will regret it."

Meng Mingchao kept reminding himself that he shouldn't listen to the words of the man in black, but the voice that was almost exactly the same as his own penetrated into his ears, and instantly messed up his mind.

Fang Shiyi was unable to participate in the fight, and stared anxiously at the two figures in midair. Seeing that Meng Mingchao's movements began to slow down, his expression changed as if in a daze, and he threw away all the rules of "you can't control the sky above the sea of ​​bitterness". When it reached the back of the head, without hesitation, he stood up with the sword and rushed over.

The black-robed man's palm came just in time, and it was too late to stop.Fang Shiyi turned around and hugged Meng Mingchao. After receiving the palm, he coughed and coughed up blood.

Meng Mingchao suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes were about to burst: "Senior brother!"

The man in black retracted his hand in astonishment, his face blank for a moment.

Fang Shiyi closed his eyes heavily, and the moment the black-robed man intended to approach, his five fingers turned into claws, smashing the perennial cloud and mist covering the black-robed man's face.

The fog cleared, revealing a familiar face showing shock and anxiety.

It was exactly the same as Meng Mingchao in front of him.

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