Chapter 912: Changes in the Qingtian Mirror

There is a sea-like virgin forest by the lake, because in the depths of the snow-capped mountains, few humans can reach here, including those stoic ascetics, but there are many animals living here. At the risk of being killed and eaten by monsters in the lake, they came out of the forest, drank water around the lake, raised their heads nervously and looked around from time to time.

The breeze blew away the thin ice on the shore, and two figures descended, scaring away all the animals.

Cao Yuan went to the lake and sat down, and put his bare feet into the lake water. Those mottled things like gold paint gradually left his skin with the gentle waves, presumably it was some kind of healing method.

Zhao Layue hugged Ada and walked behind him, looking at the lake in the distance, she could faintly see a huge shadow sinking towards the bottom of the lake at an extremely fast speed.

The figure on the surface of the lake swayed with the waves until it disappeared without a trace.

"Your killing intent is too strong, that Kun has never been afraid of me." Cao Yuan said.

Zhao Layue asked Ran Handong and Zhong Lizi to return to the spacecraft, and Cao Yuan came to this secluded lakeside, not knowing what else to say.

"Did you know that the Great Compassionate Monk changed his name?" she asked.

Cao Yuan said, "I know, it doesn't sound good."

Zhao Layue was silent for a while, then continued to ask: "Do you know that he wants to surrender?"

"Xue Ji won't go to the Sea of ​​Dark Things, so Patriarch's idea is wrong, so there is no need to discuss whether it is absurd or not." Cao Yuan said looking at the lake.

There is a golden Buddha on the lake, which is slightly distorted and deformed with the change of water light.

This planet is a Buddhist kingdom created by the Great Compassionate Monk. Cao Yuan is here to quietly observe the universe and think about the future of mankind. It seems that he has had in-depth exchanges with his own ancestor.

In the history of practice in the Chaotian Continent, there are two great human beings who have resisted the wind and snow for hundreds of years in Baicheng.

One is him, and the other is his patriarch, the Great Compassion Monk.

They understand Xue Ji best, are the most compassionate, the most selfless, and in the eyes of many people, they are also the most absurd.

Zhao Layue confirmed that she couldn't convince the other party, and said, "I came to see you and I have one more important matter that I need your help to discuss."

She took out the blue sky mirror.

The Qingtian Mirror fell into the lake, let the clear water wash, it became brighter and brighter, and even the white clouds in the sky could be seen.

There were many melodious birds chirping in the primeval forest, some deer and other animals poked their heads out cutely, and the giant kun in the lake in the distance also stopped diving, revealing that it wanted to come closer.

All these subtle images disappeared in the next moment, because she put Ah Da on the ground.

Ah Da shook his body, let the cold wind blow the white hair, and it quickly grew in size, turning into a huge white tiger hundreds of feet long, exuding unimaginable power.

The lake water was rushing, slapping the stones on the shore, the giant kun in the distance fled at a faster speed than before, the deer and other animals were frightened, only the melodious birdsong continued, and at some point, the blue bird landed on a cold branch.

The whole planet seemed to be cut off by Ah Da's breath.

Cao Yuan was a little surprised that Zhao Layue flew up together with the Qingtian Jian, and was a little surprised at the strength of the white ghost guarding the ascension, and was even more vigilant about this situation, and his expression became dignified.

Obviously, what Zhao Layue wanted to ask was a big matter.

A red carp swam out of the Qingtianjian, and it swam directly into the lake. After wagging its tail a few times, it got rid of the weak state, and muttered, "This is the Xijian River of the Qingshan Sect? Why is the water so cold?"

This red carp is the fire carp, the sacred animal of the Zhongzhou faction. It was captured by Master Bai when it was convulsed and almost died. It was raised by Jing Jiu in the Qingtian Mirror.

Gradually no one took care of that side of the pond, and the fire carp was free to live, but its companion had already become idiotic, looking like a ghost, and its spirit was much worse.

The fire carp swam in the lake for a while, and suddenly felt something was wrong. Looking at the snow-capped mountains not far away, his eyes changed suddenly, and he said with extreme fear, "Why did you get to the snowy plain? What should I do if I meet Her Majesty the Queen? Hurry up!"

It turned around and swam back towards the Qingtian Jian, plunged halfway in, and flicked the remaining half of its red tail twice before finally disappearing.

Cao Yuan withdrew his gaze, looked at Zhao Layue and said, "When I was in the Wind Knife Sect, I heard about this legend."

Zhao Layue didn't play any charades, and said directly: "Jing Jiu once said that the cloud and dream world woven by Qingtian Jian was originally some non-real beings. It wasn't until Qing'er became a true spirit that those spirit bodies truly awakened. With self-awareness and cognition, the programs similar to this world became real artificial intelligence."

A blue bird on a distant branch chirped softly.

"Why can the life in Qingtianjian exist in the form of spirit?" Zhao Layue asked.

Cao Yuan said: "It may be because they have existed in this form from the moment they appeared."

Zhao Layue said: "What about the fire carp? Why can its spirit exist forever? You must know that its Tao body has been destroyed for hundreds of years."

Back then when the Zhongzhou faction held an inquiry meeting, the souls of Jing Jiu, Zhuo Rusui and others lived in the Qingtianjian for decades, but their Taoist bodies must be kept intact. When Jing Jiu was sleeping in Guocheng Temple and Chaoge City, his Dao body could not be harmed, so Zen Zi went to sit in the town himself.

The fire carp's dao body has long been destroyed by Master Bai, so why is its soul still alive in the Qingtian Jian?

Cao Yuan said, "Maybe it's because it's a divine beast, different from humans?"

"I used to think that too, until I discovered another thing."

Zhao Layue looked at the Qingtian Mirror in the lake and said, "Some people in it are dead, but they are actually still alive."

The time flow of Qingtianjian is already very consistent with that of Chaotian Continent. The Mr. Zhang died more than 400 years ago, but not many years ago, he reappeared by the pond.

A little earlier, a shadow appeared under the chestnut tree in Zhao's palace, until it became more and more substantial.

"I discovered this problem first." The blue bird flew over and landed on the blue sky mirror, and turned into a cute little girl with transparent wings. Looking at Cao Yuan pitifully, she said, "Now there are so many ghosts inside, it's really scary."

In fact, in the world of Qingtianjian, there are not many existences like the former Emperor Zhao and Mr. Zhang, far from ghostly shadows, but the little girl is really afraid of such inexplicable things.

Cao Yuan looked at Qingtianjian and was silent for a long time.

If the life in the world of Qingtianjian is a spiritual body, what does the death of a spiritual body mean? Isn't it the same as death in the real world?

Whether the soul can be immortal is the most important issue in all schools of practice and philosophy. In addition to Qingtian Jian, the true origin of the most important magic weapon of Zen Buddhism, the Great Nirvana, is also here. But whether it is the evil sects that are best at spiritual practice or the brain science experts in this world, it is difficult to explain this problem clearly, and there seems to be no hope of solving this problem in the foreseeable future.

Qingtianjian is calmer than the lake surface, and the reflected picture is clearer. The sky is the sky, the clouds are the clouds, and the Buddha is the Buddha.

Cao Yuan realized something, looked up at Zhao Layue and said, "Do you want him to live in that way?"

Zhao Layue said: "Yes, since he is about to die."

Jing Jiu couldn't wake up, and would become a man in a sheath when he woke up.

If he continues to sleep like this, he will die in dozens of days.

Unless they can kill Patriarch Qingshan, the problem is that the possibility is too small - no one talks about Xue Ji, because Xue Ji is too powerful, and no one talks about Patriarch Qingshan, based on the same reason.

When she was in the main star, she was flying on the street on a hoverboard, looking at the bustling city and the happy children, thinking about this question all the time. If Jing Jiu died, how could he be kept alive? The separation of body and soul seems to be a solution, and both Qingtianjian and Nirvana seem to be able to do it.

Weapons belong to weapons, go and ignite those stars, just keep him.

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Loosely speaking, every star can be called a sun, but only one is really a sun.

The sun's rays fall on the blue sea, and occasionally go deep, illuminating a few simple armored animals and silver fish. The forest on the land is swaying with the wind, and it looks very monotonous.

The hot spring exuded heat, and Patriarch Qingshan was sitting by the pool wearing a hat, with his two severely shriveled legs stretched out in the water, and he didn't know if he could still feel the heat.

Accompanied by the sound of the light flute, more than ten huge light curtains were silently unfolded on the side of the hot spring, showing the picture there, and the hot fog on the hot spring also miraculously disappeared.

More than a dozen cocoon breakers stood on the other side of the light curtain, who were separated by an unknown number of light years, paid homage to him, and began to report on the recent situation, mainly the situation on the other side of the sea of ​​dark things.

Patriarch Qingshan has never paid much attention to the internal affairs of the Galaxy Alliance, and he has never paid much attention to the competition between various forces.

Two cocoon breakers who worked in the military department then reported the blockade of the Scorpion Tail Nebula and the situation of the second inspection, and then Ran Donglou, the former chief executive of the main planet and deputy commander of the military department, appeared on a light curtain.

This is the first time he has formally participated in a meeting at this level.

He is a master of Chengye realm in the Galaxy Alliance, and he can be considered a master in the sky-reaching realm in Chaotian Continent, but he is still the weakest one in front of these cocoon breakers.

Patriarch Qingshan waved his hand, Ran Donglou closed his mouth, and took a few steps back.

"Zhao Layue went to find Cao Yuan." On the huge light curtain at the front, Chen Ya straightened his military uniform and said in a deep voice.

Hearing these words, the eyes of all cocoon breakers fell on the old man by the hot spring.

To this day, Patriarch Qingshan still has not made a statement. The cocoon breakers and the government authorities of the Galaxy Alliance are a little embarrassed. They don't know how to approach Zhao Layue.

The soldiers who died in the underground neighborhood and the broken warships all showed that Zhao Layue, a disciple of Qingshan, had a more ruthless temperament than what was written in that book, and was also more powerful.

Patriarch Qingshan didn't respond, obviously he still didn't intend to say or do anything to Zhao Layue.

Chen Ya noticed the emotions of his comrades, and tentatively asked: "The main reason is that white ghosts are more troublesome. Do you want to make some preparations in advance?"

Divine beasts have always been troublesome. After all, they are not human cultivators, and their temperaments are more unpredictable. Moreover, these divine beasts can directly absorb the fairy energy in the starlight, and can easily travel through the universe in this galaxy group, and it is difficult to block them.

Patriarch Qingshan stretched out his skinny fingers to show that he understood.

Seeing this picture, all cocoon breakers breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter how powerful the white ghost is, it will be guarded by Qingshan after all, and the ancestor should have a special method to control it.

More than a dozen light curtains went out one by one, leaving only the front one still on, illuminating the milk-like mist on the surface of the hot spring.

Patriarch Qingshan took off his hat, revealing his old and ugly face, reached out to hold the hot spring water to wet his wrinkled skin, and let out a complicated sigh.

Chen Ya said in a low voice: "I handed over the real person's remains to Cao Yuan. I think it will quell some people's greed, and I hope he can understand the hard work of the predecessors."

Patriarch Qingshan wiped his wet hands on the cloth, but did not speak.

Immortal Chisong and General Li passed away one after another, and now the three major fleets were handed over to Chen Ya. His loyalty to Patriarch Qingshan is unquestionable, but the number of face-to-face reports like today is extremely rare, so he is unavoidably nervous, and his voice is lowered: "Monk Dabei went to Mining Star District. I don't know whether to go to Xueji or Jing Jiu."

There are six realms in the great nirvana of the ancestor of Zen, and three lives are calculated.

"What I'm more worried about now is... what will happen if Xue Ji and Jing Jiu are together." Chen Ya continued.

Patriarch Qingshan took his severely shriveled feet back from the hot spring, wiped them carefully with a coarse cloth, put them into cloth shoes, looked up at him in the light curtain and said, "Tong Yan."

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