The Book on the Pillow: The Sea and Moonlight

The meaning of Emperor Donghua to the world has long been written in the history books - since the beginning of the world, he was an ancient god who overcame all obstacles and leveled the six worlds.When he is here, it is the white jade pillars that support the sky and the purple golden beams that frame the sea between heaven and earth.Although to most gods, the ancient times of swords, swords, mountains of corpses and seas of blood are gone, and the world is peaceful. The emperor they saw had already received the Canghe sword and the Taichen Palace, and became the one hanging on the wall. fairy.But as long as he is there, even if he just casually appears in the Lingxiao Palace from time to time, with a calm face and without saying a word, he can make the immortals feel apprehensive while being swept over by unabated gazes, and at the same time comfort them appropriately .It's like meeting a taciturn but strict father when he was young. Although his scalp was tight and his mouth was bitter when dealing with it, he felt extra secure when something happened.

Therefore, these immortals who have stayed in the peaceful years for a long time never thought that even the gods like Emperor Donghua, who lived the same life as the heaven and the earth and shone with the sun and the moon in the hearts of everyone, would also pass away.In other words, although I have thought about it, I don't know that this day will come so quickly.

All the gods in ancient times knew that the end of the gods was to transform into an immortal to protect the world.For example, Pan Gu, known as the ancestor of all things, once became a feather, "the head is the four mountains, the eyes are the sun and the moon, the fat is the river and the sea, and the hair is the grass and trees" (from "Shu Yi Ji").As one of them, Donghua naturally knew about it.He gathers the spirit of the three cleanses of heaven and earth, and walks among the blue sea and green spirits, his eyes are clear and bright, and his clothes are flying, counting 10 years in a flash.However, one day, he will still return to that place, between heaven and earth.

Strange to say, this ending known to all the gods was not actually told by someone, but it seemed that some kind of innate imprint was engraved in the soul.It must be at a certain moment that many hidden mysteries are pulled out, and the secrets hanging in the void are revealed.

The ending is set, what is missing is the clues and timing to outline the trajectory.

After watching too many other people's endings, Donghua also thought about when and what kind of moment his own timing was?Even after thinking about it for tens of thousands of years, it turned out to be the case.

On that day, Donghua opened the starlight enchantment in the blue sea Cangling, the stars were falling, and the timing was chaotic, half of the Milky Way seemed to have collapsed and the embankment was broken, and the silver light scattered, and the world was shaken.The turbid breath of the three poisons in the barrier surged, and the five races outside the barrier trembled. Everyone is waiting for a conclusion, whether it is Cang He's sword sharpness, or Miao Luo's strong force, the catastrophe of the common people is just around the corner.

If time went back ten thousand years, Donghua would never have imagined that a mere fall would lead to today's result. Although Miaoyihuimingjing is exquisite, it would not be the cause of his own ending.

Years and years in Donghua are just like a white horse passing through the gap. Although he is called an ancient god from all over the world, he actually has no concept of it himself.

Born between the heaven and the earth, growing up outside the wilderness.At that time, he was still struggling to survive, giving up his flesh and blood to compete with monsters for food every day, but what is the point of counting the sun and the moon based on instinct?After being given food by Zhihe's parents, and then being taken out of the Bihai Cangling by the father, mother and god, the new world is novel, but there are no special people or things that need to be counted by yourself.Some people will see each other today, and it’s okay to see them tomorrow, and it’s normal to say goodbye as soon as they see each other.In short, I have been alone since I can remember, and if there is no expectation, there will be no resentment, and if there is no expectation, time will have no meaning, even though it reminds me of the changes in the world all the time.

Stopping war with war and killing with killing is talking about Donghua in the bloody sky, but it is the whole prehistoric world that has been crossed.Countless people in the prehistoric age have become old, and how many charming beauties have been turned into mud. Yesterday, there was a pot of dirty wine to drink against the moon, but today the cup is empty.The flowers bloom and fall at that time, and the clouds gather and disperse for a reason.Of course there is a struggle in the heart, no matter how hard the shell is, it still protects the soft inside, but it has been a long time, and the number of times of menstruation has increased, so Donghua has made it normal, and there is no need to mention it to others, or even to remind himself remember.

One day after the war was finally over, Donghua took up Buddhism.

According to the book, there are ninety moments in one thought, and nine hundred births and deaths in one moment.It is also said that twenty thoughts are an instant, twenty instants are a flick of a finger, twenty flicks of a finger are a Luoyu, twenty Luoyu are a moment, and thirty moments are a day and night.

Donghua thought, why divide that time into ten categories?It's just time, what is it called a moment, a moment, a moment, a snap of the fingers, it will always pass the same!It probably came from that mortal world, but because the lifespan of the mortal world is short, and it passes away in an instant, it is not enough to alert everyone to cherish it if it is not carefully distinguished.

Now, looking back after a long time, what is the difference between the fairy who walked through thousands of years of vicissitudes of life, and the ups and downs in the mortal world?It is just that the years of the mortal world are regarded as day and night, and the days and nights are regarded as a moment.It is not inappropriate to compare the immortals enshrined high in the Nine Heavens with the so-called mayflies and summer insects in the mortal world. Do you know that you are not that other kind of mayfly and summer insect?

The word "long" is also quite difficult for Donghua to understand - the lifespan of other immortals is always comparable, but he himself does not know when it will start and when it will end.All the descriptions in the world are comparisons, where there is long, there is short, and there is square, then there is roundness, but it seems that he is such an outstanding existence, he really doesn't know what to compare with.The immortals propped up a legend with their admiration, looked up at him after thirteen days of smog and purple steam, and figured him out as the immortal of the immortals, the god of the gods, the mystery of the mystery, more imagination than reality, It's really ridiculous.In fact, Donghua himself didn't know for sure, whether the river of time flowed to him, whether it was going to spin forward with joy, or just stop silently.

What is time?What is existence?What is destiny?

Whether it is a young man who stumbles to survive, a murderous young man fighting, or an old god who is hiding in the gods, Donghua's heart is clear. Although he refuses to obey the destiny, he also knows that no one is without a reason, and no one is unrestrained. No one is eternal. If the end of 36 years has not yet come, it may just be that the time has not yet come.

Donghua, who has thoroughly cultivated both Taoism and Buddhism, thought that he would be able to face the end calmly, but who would have thought that Jiu Zhuxin would lose his haste and lose his sense of proportion.

Perhaps, all the changes started when he knew the little fox.

The unique nine-tailed red fox in the sky and the earth approached the ancient god who lived in seclusion in such a lonely and reckless manner.She said she liked it, and she pursued it persistently for 2000 years; she said she wanted to repay her kindness, and she watched it with great concentration for 400 years.At that time, Donghua didn't know it was her, but he only thought that the little fox was innocent and funny, brave and fearless when helping, could add ink when reading together, cute and naive when playing tricks, and even amiable when he was in love.He thought it was because he always liked round hair, until one day when he learned that she was gone, he realized that the loss in his heart was really unusual.

The little fox got lost, but there came Qingqiu Diji.

On the day when Yehua went to Qingqiu to meet his relatives, by the seaside of the past life, beside Crescent Moon Bay, the silhouette of the white dress and white dress coming in the morning breeze, stepping on the sea waves, gradually became more and more important in my heart.The Kusuma flower pot kicked during the banquet, the flute sound of praying for rain on the roof, the Bifuchun poured down after the blind date banquet, the Tianquan Zhongying behind the double tree of saffron, the citrine bracelets and treasures asked for in Qingyun Temple. Yueguangyuan's drunken accusation, the sleeping formula given to him in Taichen Palace...Thinking about it now, everything is still very clear, but Donghua's reaction to saving her, teasing her, teasing her, and teasing her was Pieces of piles have broken their own routines.

In Fanyin Valley, facing the incarnation of Miaoluo, Feng Jiu put her petite body in front of him, saying that she would come to protect him, and threw a huge stone into his heart lake like a still water, causing ripples. .This is what it feels like to be protected by someone behind you!This is what it feels like to be loved and pitied by others!Donghua felt a bit sour in his eyes, what a cute little fox!This unrestrained little fox!Even in the enchantment, I can sleep peacefully.He gently held his delicate and boneless hand, and the place where he touched was a little hot.In the wilderness and the world, there is one more person and thing that makes him feel warm.

An Chan Xu Xu, the moon is faint, he and her share the love between men and women, husband and wife under the name of Xize and Alan Ruo, lingering and lingering, and hardly know the way back, only to know that he has been in the past three hundred thousand years. It seems wasted.

What is fate?

From stranger to acquaintance, he and her are already destined, even if they are separated by ages and status.More than 2000 years ago, she blindly lingered around him, but she couldn't meet him in return, probably because fate was not enough; but he caught her in his eyes, and she fell in love with him. Why not fate?Afterwards, misunderstandings repeated misunderstandings, misses and misses again. The wedding day made Xiaobai sad and hid from the mortal world. Maybe it was some secret that made him repay the love he owed from the previous 2000 years. This is still fate!

What are you talking about?What fate is impermanent!

He threw away the peace and tranquility of tens of thousands of years, insisting on fighting against the sky and fighting against fate.After the Qiushui poison, half of the heart was cut open, and three thousand lives were searched, the rhythm of taming Miao Yiyuan was wrong, and the timing of recovery was lost.In this short hundred thousand years, Donghua has experienced three lives and three lives, and his heart is surging like a dormant beast. It is more gorgeous than the buddha bell that opened in the morning palace, and it is more beautiful than the spirit that rises and falls in the blue sea. The spring is even deeper.He almost couldn't remember how he could hide from the world indifferently.

Miao Luo said that there was a woman in white in the sea of ​​Buddha bell flowers in his heart. He knew who it was, and he also knew what he wanted. The appearance of a moth to a flame is really strange.

When things came to an end, the tighter the time, the calmer he became.

I originally wanted to exchange 200 years for a period of affection and tenderness with Xiaobai, but since there are no holidays, I probably won't be able to wait.

Along the way, Donghua seldom explained to others.For others, those who can understand will eventually understand, and those who don't understand are useless to explain.But Xiaobai said that people who love each other should be honest with each other, so he tried to change and no longer suffer alone.

But only this time, he didn't want to say it, couldn't say it, couldn't say it.

Clean up?How can he and Xiaobai settle the matter?The threads of love are twisted and knotted, and they are really cut and messed up.But if that was what Xiaobai wanted, if he couldn't make her see the future of the two of them, even if there were all kinds of pain in his heart and thousands of separations, he could only grit his teeth and swallow it.

In the Nine Heavens, the stars and Han are approaching with dark and dense clouds, the atmosphere of killing has risen between the heaven and the earth, and the collapse of Miaoyiyuan is about to happen.He thought, that time may be coming.

In the starlight enchantment beside Huaze, when Donghua and Miao Luo's moves were so close that they were indistinguishable, he suddenly recalled the back of Xiaobai in the Liuli Pavilion who got up and left. Although he was thin and thin, he was determined and determined.His Xiaobai is bright and free and easy, he can be persistent or let go, it has nothing to do with age, it has something to do with temperament, it has something to do with talent, he really deserves to be the Queen of Qingqiu and the Empress of Taichen.

However, just as he has realized for thousands of years, everything in the world has its end, and the rotation of the four seasons has a definite number, and nothing can be changed.He fights against it because of chance, but he fights against reason because of his mission.There is still time to end forever, and now that there is no way to turn around, it is better to give Xiaobai an end, to tear her out of the entangled love threads, and give her freedom.

A trace of tenderness appeared in Donghua's heart. He stared at the halo that suddenly appeared in the dim field of vision with his sharp eyes. The figure of the girl in red suddenly appeared, with long hair like thick clouds of splashed ink, and beautiful eyebrows like new hooks. Moon, a fiery red phoenix feather flower on the forehead, against the smile on the lips, it is very agile.

He murmured: "Xiaobai, forget about me!"

The three-headed giant python hit the barrier, intending to break through the barrier.The loud bang bang sounded like the footsteps of the ancient times, and somewhere there was a deep voice chanting complicated incantations, accompanied by the roaring wind.

Many faces surged up from the depths of memory, some cheered or sang, some mourned or shouted: "Donghua, Donghua——"

The clanging Cang He Sword burst out a ball of silver light, and thousands of rays of light slammed into the ferocious breathing giant python head-on, piercing countless holes in the body formed by the monster's breath, and the holes gradually expanded and finally burned up the entire body. demon body.

Cang He's sword power is not falling, the fierce sword wind is enveloping more than ten thousand sections of dazzling divine light, and it passes straight through Miao Luo's chest. In the heavy turbid breath.

Donghua staggered two steps, the attack just now exhausted his last strength.But even though the indistinct fall was eliminated, the turbid breath was still there, he sat down with the Cang He sword on his back, forced down the turbulent Qi and blood in his heart, and cast a spell to purify it.Layers upon layers of Buddha bell flowers roll up their turbid breath, converging into a swirl, and the purple petals shudder and ignite clusters of light, melting the thick curtain that has almost turned into substance, leaving mottled traces, and then slumping to the ground and turning into ash.

The strong wind howled in the enchantment, and the wind blade cut countless holes in Donghua's robe, and the blood gradually blew out, staining most of the clothes.Donghua's face was so pale that there was no trace of blood. Although his fingertips pinching the formula were always graceful, they trembled slightly, and a red-gold bloodstain snaked down from his lips.He lowered his head slightly, his back was straight, his complexion was plain, and his treasure was solemn.

There seemed to be a lot of voices outside the barrier, accompanied by the muffled sound of continuous thumping, complaining like weeping.

Donghua didn't hear any sound in his ears, his five senses gradually faded away, only his heartbeat was slow and heavy.Every past between him and Xiaobai flashes like a flash of light, and he wants to carve her deeper into his bones and blood, even though he is about to return to heaven and earth.

"Xiaobai, let's say goodbye from now on. Lost and forgotten, don't be sad or complain, but I have a heart, I hope you will be safe!"

Since ancient times, the only difficult thing is death, no, it is never death that is difficult, but love!

The revered god shed a tear.

A voice whispered:

Donghua, it's your turn——

The starlight enchantment was all dust, there was a moment of silence between heaven and earth, all sounds seemed to be sealed and disappeared, and the rotation of the four seasons stagnated for a while.

Ziyi Zunshen slowly closed his eyes.The person who rushed into the barrier didn't even have time to reach out his hand to touch his waterfall-like silver hair, and the sitting posture faded inch by inch, dissipating like smoke.

Only Yu Canghe's divine sword, still glowing coldly, was stuck in the withered Buddha bell flower mud, and a trace of red gold was looming on the hilt, disturbing people's hearts.

The author has something to say:

Heaven and earth have an end, a cycle begins again and again;

All things have an end and live forever;

A person has an end, so he knows that it is not easy to be sincere.