[Thunderbolt] By asking why the world came

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☆、Chapter [-]: Wisdom will hurt

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In Qianzhuwu, the crystals are flying, and the wind chimes in the bamboo house are covered with frost and snow, just like the past.

At that time, Yixie asked him, this is a gamble that must be lost, are you willing?

Even if you never get a response.

Even if you never get a glimpse.

He still agreed without hesitation.

He always thought that as long as he was the only one in his eyes, there was nothing he couldn't grasp.

Unexpectedly, he never thought that the needle fell; he paid his whole life for it; and what he paid back was also his whole life.

Peach Blossom's death, Su Ling's passing away, Mingzhu Qiuxia's hatred... made them get farther and farther apart.

Later, when the sun-blind family fell apart, he was forced to go step by step. For the sake of the sun-blind people, he had to calculate the remnant family, calculate the plight, calculate him, and calculate himself... Finally, between the two, a sentence A wound is worse than being speechless; a sword is killing one life is worse than being ruthless.

The son of the sun of the sun-blind people, the guardian of the son of the sun; the legend of Chiba, the eternal sky, forever and ever, is just an empty dream.

He realized that at the end of the dream, he had already had a dream.

Just like the Buddha said: In love and desire, people come and go alone, live and die alone, suffer and enjoy themselves, and there is no substitute.

. . . without a substitute.Therefore, only he can have this dream, and only he can wake himself up from this dream.

The cold perception stimulated his consciousness, and Legend of Qianye slowly opened his eyes. Everything was as clear as new, but it was still so desolate.

The world seems to have returned to its original state, but unfortunately the most important person is no longer by his side.

Suddenly a low and gentle voice came, calling him back to his senses.

"You're awake." Sitting beside the bed, Tian Bugu sighed, his eyes flickering like glass, "I saved your eyes, I saved him, but I couldn't save you."

Qianye Chuanqi moved his body slightly, and in an instant, the pain that penetrated the soul affected his whole body, and he immediately understood: even if the natural enemy of death snatched a few days from the sky, he was still a remnant of his soul and body, endlessly broken and torn .

Even so, so what?Qianye Chuanqi smiled faintly, and under the amazed gaze of the doctor, slowly, slowly stood up, and said softly: "My whole body is already exhausted... If I can save him... that's fine."

That voice, like the fine snow falling outside the window, fell into the air, as if about to melt.

Yi Xie covered his face and sighed softly, "You don't need to be like this."

"When I was forced to choose this path, I already knew it." Qianye's eyes were clear, and the words were indifferent, but the unbearable facts penetrated to the tip of his heart: "The rift between the two realms of suffering, after all, there must be one person to bear all the burdens." For the crime, the doctor thinks, who would they want to bear?"

As soon as the words fell, the answer was self-evident.I have always been indifferent to the evil medicine in the world, and it is also a little faint.

There are many unspeakable hypocrisy and truths in the world, even if they are revealed, no one will believe them.In the end, who bears more unbearable burden?Or want to put it to death?Yi Xie felt pity, and said with emotion: "Life is like a dream, and the journey is in a hurry, who is willing to come to comfort me?"

Ha, this life is lonely, who is willing to come to comfort?The mistakes of the world and the mistakes of fate, he was destined to bear all these mistakes, and there would never be a chance to explain them.Qianye closed his eyes and shook his head, and walked out of bed alone. Every step he took was like walking on the edge of a knife. Finally, he held on to the door and saw him lying peacefully on the other side, and finally he could see clearly. His sleeping face, after washing off the blood, was still safe and thin.Qianye Legend walked up to the side of the bed in a bumpy way, looking at him quietly, no more sorrow, no joy, just thought, this is very good, very good...

In this life, he is the one he couldn't ask for, and the pain he clings to all his life.

Once, he read about life and death in books, and thought it was just a common thing.It was this person who made him feel what loss is for the first time. He only knew that such an empty feeling displeased him. If he could hold on to him tightly, then everything might be different.

But the quicksand between his fingers, he flowed away time and time again, and no matter how hard he chased him, he couldn't get back...

In the world of martial arts, he has gone through ups and downs, seeing the world's cold eyes, but there is one person, he will never get a sincere look from him.He was even more unwilling. In the end, he couldn't even see him clearly...

"Doctor," Qianye looked deeply at the sky, and asked Yi Xie who followed him, "How long does he have?"

"I can protect him for 20 days, but you... only have ten days."

"Then I..." He stroked his eyebrows that were carved like a knife, never resolute, never regretted, "I will last for him for 20 days."

Yi Xie sighed quietly: "My lord, why is this necessary?"

Touching that peaceful face lightly, it seems to be cut off from the world.Qianye Legend stared blankly, as if talking about a fact that had nothing to do with him: "Because, I know... I am not an indispensable person in his life..."

The desolate atmosphere seems to permeate the room following the words.

For a long time, he has been used to being alone, with no relatives, no reason, no love and no relationship, that is the blank he was born with, he could have regarded it as calm, until he met someone, he always thought that this person could fill his blank.

But he was wrong after all, what he wanted, he would never get it in this life; what he wanted was always just a fantasy.

Many things are doomed from the beginning, and his obsession has always been just an extravagant hope.The two people who can't help themselves are together, but they are beyond redemption.

In this life, he was born for the sun-blind people, and he is his only selfishness, but after all, he can only look at him, go another way, get farther and farther away from himself, from beginning to end, it is his wishful thinking.

What this person wants, he can't give; and what he wants, he can't ask for.

Empty, full of karma.What is there to worry about in life, and what is there to fear in death?

However, he doesn't regret, he doesn't regret, he doesn't think he can't seek or be persistent.

Even in the end, he is still alone...he is very used to it, really used to it, because he has always come this way, just like he has always been...just a fate that was abandoned.

Seeing that person's last glance, Legend of Qianye slowly closed his eyes, finally stood up and opened the door, and turned away. The scattered black clothes drew a deep mist in the white, gradually, disappeared in the distance the other end.

He must go back and fulfill his last responsibility; he will also come back to fulfill his last chance.

Tianbugu raised his hand and leaned against the door, his misty red silk sleeves were messed up by the wind and snow.He gazed at the departing figure, recalling the misty river in the past, and the two talked freely... The torrent of change can't be stopped after all.

There are eight sufferings in life: the four sufferings of birth, old age, sickness and death, the suffering of meeting hatred and hatred, the suffering of parting from love, the suffering of the five aggregates of grasping, and the suffering of not getting what one wants.

The deepest love will hurt people.Whether you love or not, you can never be moved or forced.

What is the guilt of love, you have to see through it?His thoughts were mixed, and he raised his voice: "Young Master, I will try my best to save you more time with him."

The leaving figure paused slightly, and said softly: "Thank you, doctor." After a while, quietly, a clear and familiar rhyme resounded in mid-air. It used to be sung confidently, but now it is sad and desolate——

"Not belonging to the sky, not belonging to the earth, born outside the three realms, among the immortal six realms, the lotus blooms in thousands of leaves, the legend is eternal. God and man are only me, the legend of Qianye—"

The wind returns to the snow, the sound is rustling, the snow is vast, and the pale cold light covers the earth, far away and nothingness, reflecting the proud son of heaven who left alone, always lonely, never lonely.

The world cannot tolerate the existence of legends, and legends are destined to bear fate and gradually fade away.

People are colorless, and they are rendered by the world.The flowers bloom in a moment, and the snow is chaotic in an instant.

May I ask why the world came here?The world of mortals is turned upside down, and Bodhi on the other shore.

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Note: In "The Law of the Monk", a moment is the longest time, and a moment is the shortest time.

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I heard that when the Son of the Sun returned to the Sunblind Race, the only remaining tribesman bowed down and greeted him, and the Night Palace reappeared in prosperity. He walked step by step to the Son of the Sun's position, receiving the same respectful gaze and praise from the old folks.

The high priest stepped forward and talked about how the son of the sun cleverly planned, and finally revived the sun-blind people, so that all the people could continue to live and work, and the inheritance continued.Chiba Legend just listened, the sun wheel in his hand was shining the most dazzling light in the Ye Clan, as if he was proud and magnificent, leaving the most brilliant and brilliant page of legend in the history of the Sun Blind Clan.

The son of the sun, he has worked for this identity all his life; but he also exists because of this identity.

He stared at everything in front of him that had almost returned to its original state, knowing what he had gained and what he had lost.However, these are not important after all, because in front of the people, he should be the son of the sun who has strategized; those who belong to the legend of Chiba are destined to be buried.

Under the praise of the people, he commanded as before, made arrangements, and went into the secret room alone to retreat.

In a short period of time, he struggled with the will to compete with the heavens, worked tirelessly day and night with candles, and wrote quickly. What he wrote in one day was his vision for a year or decades. He didn't care about the blood stains, and he grinded and wrote every word... A sentence is the policy for the future revival of the Japanese blind people, and a scroll is what the Japanese blind people should do in the future. Strictness is the goal, it is necessary to advance and retreat, to defend first and then to make progress, to lay a solid foundation for the sun-blind people again... Everything is the order and majesty of the son of the sun, and it is also the most useful and infinite grace left by the son of the sun to the people .

Finally, when I heard that when Son of the Sun left the customs, a few strands of hair on his temples turned white overnight due to mental fatigue. Some people were shocked and kept silent, but Son of Sun laughed and said, "So, don't you just return to the one you most admire?" Is it really more similar?"

The people did not dare to plead guilty, but the Son of the Sun laughed it off, and finally cut off his white hair and left.

The people picked up the broken hair, and they couldn't forget the bleak smile of the Son of the Sun when he was about to leave.

I vaguely remember that the son of the sun in the palace the night before was as cold as ice, smiling like a smile, with no emotions in his heart; but now, with a smile, the world has forced him to be covered in scars, and he will never be whole again.Laughing is no longer laughing; crying is no longer crying.

It is also heard that after several turbulences in the miserable environment, the war finally calmed down. Su Huanzhen secretly searched for the sun-blind people, but he never met them.

Bingdi Shuanglian, how can we say goodbye to each other?

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When he woke up, Yixie told him that he had given him all his vitality, and in the end he only had one wish, which was to see him a few more times.

With tears in his eyes, he hugged him who still had a trace of breath, unwilling to believe it.

Why is the final destination after the battlefield still losing everything?

Why did he give everything and lose everything, only regrets that can never be retrieved?

Why did he finally wake up, but he was going to sleep? ……why why?

Yi Xie told him that, in fact, they didn't owe each other, they just loved deeply and were persistent to nothingness.

He loved her because he fell in love with the spirit that once dared to love.

But he is attached to him, but it is a pain that cannot be obtained in a lifetime; it is an inevitable calamity to avoid in a lifetime.

Therefore, he had the heart to push him into repeated calculations; but he also gave his life to fulfill the regrets he could not make up for.

Most of the feelings in the world can start well, but most of them are difficult to end well.

No one is wronged, and all sentient beings are evil, as it is, as it is.

He wiped away his tears, hugged him horizontally in front of him, felt his gradually cooling body temperature, and tremblingly stepped out of Qianzhuwu in the wind and snow.

How much time, how much pain, finally at this step, stepping out of the game, forgetting about life and death.

The light moon rises into the sky, and the sun-blind people in the middle of the night, the wind blows and takes off the flowers, and the fallen leaves spread all over the ground, flashing a seemingly invisible streamer, amidst the chirping of insects and birds, quietly fainting is unique to autumn night The bleakness and tranquility.

He remembered that it was also autumn when he returned to the sun-blind people.He met him on the Night Palace, three steps away, like a world away, he called him the Son of the Sun, but he didn't allow him to kneel down, gave him a name he never expected, and even gave him rebirth...

"Qianye..." Zhang Kong called out in a concentrated voice, and for the first time in the past few times, facing him, he was so clear and sincere: "We are back... We are back, would you like to see it? "

How many times, he had lived with him in this land, this home, but he rarely cherished it, and now, it is beyond regret...

The soft and sour voice came to the ears thinly, it was the call they finally got again after they got farther and farther apart.Slowly, the eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes hard, hard, and when he saw his face, he called softly: "Long sky."

Chang Kong nodded, and walked step by step with him in his arms. It was cold at night, and his steady and powerful hands held him tightly, as if all the power was imprinting into the bone marrow bit by bit along the palm of his hand, for the time being. Drive away all pain.Relying on the warmth, Qianye Chuanqi only asked weakly: "Shangkong... where is this?"

"Like a temple, the east of the sun-blind people."

Qianye Chuanqi nodded slowly, his sporadic consciousness recalled the past, it was the sutra, and he was powerless to recite it...

You owe my life, and I will repay your debt. Because of this karma, after thousands of kalpas, you are always in birth and death.

You love my heart, and I take pity on your face. Because of this karma, after thousands of kalpas, you are always bound.

He and him... finally agreed to this sentence, but he, a person who has not entered the cycle of reincarnation, after all... everything is an extravagant wish.

It turns out that the Buddha cannot save everyone in the world after all. He can only glimpse the cruel nature of the world under the gaze of the Buddha. The end of greed, hatred and ignorance is to give up thoughts and delusions, to extinguish love and affection, and to extinguish everything...

Qianye moved his eyes slightly, slowly watching a scene and a thing recede and disappear in the wind... Is this his home, the sky's home, or the sun-blind family's home...

He looked and looked, his vision gradually became hazy, "...where are the people?"

"they are very good."

"Hmm." For some reason, he has always liked to hear this sentence. Hello people, he can always be more distracted... Chiba thought in confusion, feeling that his body was slowly becoming empty, and he could no longer see anything. Somewhat in a trance, he said, "Long Kong, let me down."

The body in his arms trembled uncontrollably, Zhang Kong seemed to realize something, stopped, and said in deep pain: "Okay."

As if in front of the temple, the shadows of the trees are stirring, and the Bodhi is swaying. Under the eyes of the Buddha, they witness the joys and sorrows of the world.Changkong put him down softly, and then stretched out his arms to embrace him, knowing that the double blades that had been swirling between each other's hearts had already been shattered and scattered, but it seemed that the stroke was dripping with blood...

Grief tore at the atrium, Chang Kong's chest heaved and heaved, he lightly ran down his long hair, pressed him against his cheek, and asked tremblingly, "Why... did you choose this way?..."

His body was getting colder and colder, colder than his ironing body temperature, Qianye was full of embarrassment, shaking his head slightly, it was desolate and pale, but he would rather not ask...

So, what's wrong?He was smart all his life, but in the end, no matter how talented he was, he would still become a paradox in the world... Without him, without himself, what else could he have in this life?

His birth was wrong; his sins were also wrong.In the eyes of the sun-blind people, praying for the white lotus to give birth to the black lotus is a miracle mistake.In their hearts, he is the son of the sun, but the son of the sun is destined to bear the original sin and live in the shadow of fate; he is also destined to bear all the responsibilities for the survival of this nation.

Now he bestows light on them, and gives them a piece of heaven and earth... He can finally live up to his identity as the Son of the Sun.

Ups and downs, a lifetime of fatigue, and now, he just really wants to hold this person, even though he is becoming less and less visible, more, more and more unable to hold him...

He slowly stretched out his hand, and whispered in the mid-air in confusion: "The sky..."

Changkong suppressed his sorrow, two deep marks formed between his brows, he tightly held the pale and trembling hand, his eyes were burning and sad, "I am here, I am here..."

The moonlight was cold and overwhelming, and it seemed that he had seen the bell from somewhere in the distance...

At this moment, the two people's fingers were intertwined, and their hearts were connected. Qianye Chuanqi returned to his senses for a short time, trembling and clenched, some believed, but some couldn't believe it, his eyes were full of despair and desolation, "Sky... tell me, I... Did you really get what you wanted?"

"I got it——" Chang Kong trembled violently, with tears rolling in his eyes, he hugged him deeply, and kept saying, "I got it...you got it a long time ago...Eternal sky, forever and ever, is yours— —”

The Eternal Sky, the Eternal Sky... He looked at his blurred figure, smiled slightly, and returned to the past in a trance, overlapping with the figure on the Temple of Day and Night... If life is just like the first meeting, the same as the first meeting, it is a pity that his whole life All my longing, I only want to be tied to this person, I don't know where it started or where it will end...

A drop of crystal clear tears fell silently from those eyes, and the hand gradually let go...

The wake-up bell rings, and the thousand leaves wither.

"Qianye? Qianye?" Chang Kong gently shook him, and for a moment, it seemed that his soul was taken away. After a long time, a burst of grief rushed out of his limbs and bones, and tears flowed down his cheeks like rain in an instant. side.He hugged him in a daze, heartbroken, and his tone was like telling a story slowly along the river of time, very lightly, very lightly: "I'm tired... just sleep for a while, remember... I still have to wake up, I will... ...Waiting for you forever..."

Once he was intact, bearing the paleness and resentment of half his life; now, his body and spirit are dejected, and he can no longer accept his love.

The springs dry up, the fish are on land, they are wet with each other, and they are wet with each other. After all... it is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes.

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Don't salute me.

I don't want a nation; I want a guardian

A sword, a sword that can help me cut off the heaven and the earth.If you are not qualified to be my sword, I don't need a traitor!

From now on, you are no longer a traitor, let alone an unknown person.

If you use a knife, the scorching sun will fade away; if you use a sword, the heroes will suffer catastrophe.You bring the pride of our nation and the hope of the enemy,

I name you—

The sword has no name˙Eternal sky!

Eternal Sky...my name.

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The author has something to say: ◎ Notes:

1. In love and desire, people come and go alone, live and die alone, enjoy themselves, and have no substitutes. "The Sutra of Infinite Life"

All greed, hatred, ignorance, love and parting, from beginning to end, the taste of which can only be tasted by one person alone, and no one can replace it.So the legend of Chiba in the article once listened to the moon from Guanshan and never had a dream, but in reality life is like a dream, and in the end he knew that only he could wake up the dream.

There are many sufferings, and there is no one to cross. Those who are inherently high can see through the love and hatred in the world. However, the cycle of reincarnation is endless, birth, old age, sickness and death, and there will always be a period of life in the dream. Everyone spends their whole life fighting against each other. The pain of suffering, until the dream is exhausted, this life is over.

2. Forget each other in the rivers and lakes: the water in the rivers and lakes is dry, and the fish are trapped on the ground, spitting and nourishing each other, so as not to dry up and die; but it is far worse than when the rivers and lakes are full, swimming freely, and not seeing each other Well taken care of.

3. Human nature is colorless, and it is exaggerated by the world.The flowers bloom in a moment, and the snow is chaotic in an instant.May I ask why the world came here?The world of mortals is turned upside down, and Bodhi on the other shore.

"Human beings are colorless, but they are exaggerated by the world."—It can refer to all living beings, and the obvious representative of the article should be Legend of Chiba.

"In an instant, the flowers bloom, and in an instant, the snow is chaotic."——After waiting for a long time, the flowers were about to bloom, but they were swept away by the frenzied heavy snow in an instant.World affairs and thousands of fates can be interpreted in this way.

"May I ask why the human world came here? The world of mortals is turned upside down, and the other shore Bodhi."——In this world where the world of mortals is turned upside down, why did the world come here?Where is Bodhi?Only on the other side.

This chapter draws an end in the turbulent world of mortals, and the next chapter will be the final chapter and epilogue.

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Based on some reasons and considerations, I have slightly revised this chapter on the Internet, which is not quite the same as the book.

Most of the feelings in the world can start well, but most of them are difficult to end well.Perhaps such comments are too indifferent, but if you think about it carefully, many fates in the world are like this.

If you can't get what you want, it's all evil. I think that thousands of things have already been told in these five stories, so there is no need to repeat them in this chapter. ... Just like the words in the text contain at least half of the thought center.