Chapter 1019 The Wall of Sighs

Time flies, and soon three days passed.

I don't know why, but Ye Chen didn't meet even one person from Kunlun Xianmeng along the way.

Looking at the bizarre scenery in front of him, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The wall of sighs is still intact.

When he saw the Tuoying of the Wall of Sighs, he was amazed. Sure enough, in other worlds, he still has the great ability to cultivate Buddha, and he can sacrifice his life for righteousness when the world needs him.

Tuoying just called this strange wall a strange wall, and did not know its cause and real name.

It looks like a squashed rainbow. The difference is that not only are the colorful colors displayed on the wall, but there are also different pictures stacked on top of it.

These pictures seem so real, as if they were once real.

There are characters, events, related animals and plants, and all kinds of scenes in the world are piled up in a complicated and flat manner.

The protagonists of these paintings include young novice monks and great monks, but the space they occupy is not very significant, as if they are not the protagonists of the paintings.

But Ye Chen knows that these are the most precious memories of that great Buddha cultivator, or the precious memories of the last few rotations of the person concerned.

The largest part is the presentation of the lives of the common people in various appearances, followed by the pictures of characters of various professions.

These paintings all have a common protagonist, that is, the Buddha cultivator himself in the previous life or the previous life. Of course, some people may not know this, because these main characters seem to have nothing in common. Some are good fighters who look forward to themselves , some are cowardly and deceitful low-level tenants, some are eloquent businessmen, some are beasts who choose people to eat, and some are the superior ruling class.

Some of these characters have ugly bodies, some have handsome figures, and some have ordinary faces that cannot be found among the crowd. Men and women, young and old, are all different.

The Wall of Sighs is just a barrier that temporarily protects the world behind the wall, and it has no hostility or harm to those with a peaceful mind.

But he was sure that Liao couldn't know this, he only knew that the world behind the wall was a place of tranquility comparable to heaven, and it was there that he could provide him with a little opportunity to purify his soul.

But what he values ​​more is this rare wall of sighs.

When you enter it without any hostility, you will be able to experience everything he has experienced from the perspective of the previous life of the Buddha. That is the fastest way to eliminate the wall of sighs, and it is also the most beneficial to the intruders. means.

"This person who sacrificed his life for righteousness has really rich experience in his previous life, so which life should I start from? Is it the scholar who lived his life in poverty? Or the dog butcher who walked around the world with his sword? What kind of vigorous incident happened to the petty citizens?"

Ye Chen took a deep breath and thought about it carefully. While inhaling, he had already dispelled all protective measures. Even if the immortal essence that usually wandered around his body was firmly imprisoned in his dantian, only This will not arouse the vigilance and counterattack of the wall of sighs.

While he was doing this, the seemingly innocuous elm tree on an inconspicuous rocky hill in the distance moved.

"Hey, what's the situation with this person? As a cultivator, how can he give up everything about the cultivator in front of this strange wall of hostility slowly? It's weird, do you want to report it to the higher authorities now?"

A rustling sound dissipated in the slight mountain wind.

In normal times, such a small movement would definitely not be hidden from someone Ye, but he has almost completely closed his six senses at this time, controlling the six senses in the realm of ordinary people, where he can perceive everything that happens here .

With a peaceful breath, he has already walked forward slowly, and soon disappeared in the wall of sighs.

"How could this happen? After this person entered this strange wall, he actually only aroused the characters in one picture, and the other pictures didn't move at all? It shouldn't be the characters, animals, monsters, Immortal,

Is it possible that all the dead objects are pressed towards the place where he entered? Until he was overwhelmed and took it out, or desperately drilled into the space behind the strange wall. "

"No, this may be the best way to pass through this strange wall, I must record it."

This person no longer cared about exposing himself, and the elm tree, which was too ordinary, swayed in the mountain wind and turned into a woman in green clothes, standing gracefully on the place where the elm tree used to stand.

"Mirror, mirror, appear quickly."

The woman in green murmured in a low voice, solemn and solemn, as if she was reciting a powerful spell.

"The eighth woman. You are not the most beautiful one in the world. What kind of scriptures are you reciting? I don't even bother to look at your face."

A simple and luxurious mirror inlaid with various gemstones suddenly appeared in front of the woman in green. The mirror that was originally facing the woman in green turned in a different direction with a male voice so perfect that all women would feel happy, completely turning the woman in green The graceful figure was removed from the mirror image.

The woman in green was still solemn and solemn, not at all moved by the words and his actions in the mirror, and her low whisper sounded again.

"Mirror, mirror, please turn around and record everything in front of me for me."

The simple and luxurious mirror trembled a bit, and chose a larger circle, preferring to turn a larger angle than to reflect the beautiful and graceful figure of the woman in green into the mirror for a moment.

"Hmph, I have to spend my mind to record everything about this strange wall again. This commander has long been boring. Can you play something new? Really not, you can do a magic dance for me."

The perfect male voice sounded again, looking very weird and funny.

"Hey, which woman is willing to cooperate with you, an egomaniac and pervert? It's just to complete the task assigned by the master. Don't push yourself too far."

The woman in green quietly slipped a flashing talisman in her slender hand into her sleeve and said helplessly, disgusted with the mirror but at the same time seemed very scrupulous.

"Grandmother, it's fine if you don't want to take off your clothes and dance, so there are so many silly excuses. If the master didn't bestow that talisman, do you think you can be handsome just because you can order it?"

A perfectly handsome man's face flashed across the mirror, and he glanced contemptuously at the woman in green.

"You are the most handsome, you are the most awesome. Why are you willing to give up your omnipotent body and turn it into a cold mirror?"

After finishing everything she wanted to do, the woman in green opened the chatterbox.

"That's not for the sake of taking another look at my lovely master..."

"You eighth wife has no good intentions. You are telling me what I said. I don't want to answer your question anymore."

The perfect male voice replied angrily, like an irritable seven or eight-year-old boy.

"Heck, I think it's because you have a perfect body that you can't even gain the slightest favor from your master, so you made this obscene and obscene decision?"

"Don't think that you can appreciate all the parts of the master's perfect figure."

"But, now you can only appreciate it. What else can you do? It's not as good as the little dog in the owner's arms."

The woman in green would easily spare him and start beating and ridiculing mercilessly.

"You, you lowly maidservant, I swear I will kill you and tear you into pieces."

The mirror, which was poked at the sore spot, trembled, and even the mirror image was a little messy. It looked very excited, but it was just yelling, and there was no substantive action.

"Haha, look at what you look like now. So what if you are inlaid with gems? How many years have passed, and your mana has improved a little bit? Do you still dare to attack me?"

"Don't you dare?"

"Uh, by the way, you are just a dead thing that can still talk, what's the use of so much mana?"

"You have low mana, and it's useless to attack. It's not easy for my sister to persuade you."

"It's better to straighten the mirror obediently for my old lady, so as not to blur the mirror image."

The woman in green can be said to be extremely vitriolic, as if she has a different feud with this mirror, and while continuing to hit the other party, she also wants to let the other party do things well.

"You, you, kill me with anger!"

The mirror swayed, allowing the gemstones all over his body to reflect a bright light, but soon stopped any actions and words, as if he had really become a dead thing.

"Hehe, you, you. I still want to fight with our old sisters. I don't even look at what kind of situation you are in now. At best, you are just a plaything beloved by the master. When you need to use it, you can use it from the reserve Take it out of the bracelet and use it for a while, and when you don't use it, you will throw it in the corner and forget your existence."

"But we are different. We are all immortals with Xianli's own power, and we still have a bright future."

"I have to say. I admire your decision to be so cruel to yourself that everyone feared it, but that's just a little admiration for an arrogant and brainless person like you."

"Don't think that we are all afraid of you now, and don't think that we can still remember your handsome face that even women are jealous of."

"You can be a dead thing with peace of mind."

The woman in green deliberately didn't let her figure appear in the mirror, and stayed away from the mirror in disgust, but these words were transmitted to the position of the mirror verbatim.

A picture in the strange wall squirmed.

The protagonist of the three-year-old child seems to have changed his face, becoming a little strange.

"Well, is this the one thousand seven hundred and eighty-ninth world who cultivated Buddha? The taste of stealing other people's achievements is really delicious, but unfortunately I can only draw one-thousandth of the amount, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted gone."

"Hey, even one-thousandth of the merits are enough, and it's not bad for a long stream of water."

"It's just that this little guy's physical body is too weak. He was obviously born in the womb of a peerless Taoist child, but he was drugged so that he gave birth prematurely, and he was forced to be congenitally deficient."

"Hehe, this great Buddha cultivator is really patient. After obtaining all the virtues of the previous life, he let go of the guys who murdered him without regard to the past, and even sent them a fortune in return for virtue, but he failed. It's too much to leave a little bit of benefit to his biological mother."

Ye Chen seemed to have made a decision, moving his small body towards a certain direction.

Turning the picture in the mirror, there is an inner room lingering with fragrance, on which a sickly pretty face is staring blankly at the roof.

"Hee hee, my mother is still sleeping in bed during the day. She also made the room smelly, Xiao Xi'er is not happy, Xiao Xi'er wants to suffocate this incense, let the mother's body Get well soon so that you can play with Xiao Xier."

The child's words were unscrupulous, as if he meant something, and when he mentioned the *, he really drenched the incense burner.

This time, don't say anything about spices, even the incense burner will be thrown into the trash room by the servant girl.

"Ahem, Xi'er, my little darling, I will have fun with you when I become a better mother."

The empty eyes of the woman on the incense stand suddenly lit up, and she coughed and wanted to sit up, but she couldn't do it after trying hard for a long time.

Not long after, a pretty maid ran in to plead guilty.

"Madam, it's Tweety's fault. Tweety didn't take good care of the young master."

Cui'er didn't care about the woman who was trying to sit up. Instead, she glared at the little one after the hypocritical confession, and even turned her back to the hostess and made a gesture to scare him.

"Wow....."

Ye Chen cooperated with her very much, immediately burst into tears, kicked away the damn incense burner with all his strength, and ran out the door staggeringly.

"I want to complain to my father, I want him not to accept Aunt Xiaocui into the house, and I want to tell her to scare me if she has nothing to do..."

This disturbance caused the entire mansion to explode.

Rumors of the young master's early wisdom spread immediately, and the maid named Xiaocui was unable to carry out her wishful thinking, and the little mother gradually recovered.

"Hey, why do I feel that this painting is different from the previous ones? There seems to be something wrong."

The woman in green stared at the only wriggling picture in the strange wall and said softly.

"Stinky bastard, there's something wrong there. Isn't it the story of a rich man going through all kinds of difficulties and obstacles to cultivate immortality? It's a rotten plot. What. Do you know that after you are dispatched like this, the commander will have to sleep for three days before he can fully recover."

The perfect male voice replied very dissatisfied.

"I see. When the rich man was flying like a chicken dog, he lost Xiaocui's maid and gained his biological mother."

"It seems that the original plot is not like this. It turns out that Xiaocui became his stepmother, and his biological mother died in a cold spring when he was less than five years old."

"Hehe, I dare say that all these changes were caused by the person who sneaked into the strange wall just now."

"Listen to my old lady. Hurry up and record all the details. The master will be very happy afterwards and will not forget your contribution. Rewards are indispensable."

The woman in green was not interested in continuing to bicker with this mirror, and stared at the wriggling paintings on the strange wall with wide-eyed eyes just like the new continent.

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