Chapter 1111 Transformation

It was like reincarnation again and again.

However, this seemed to be more thorough than reincarnation.

After all, this time, there was no spiritual light blessing that kept the mind clear in the past.

His mind was completely sunk, deeply trapped in the repetition of this and that, in the mundane world of all living beings.

He was no longer Chu Mu, a great man in the Dharma Realm, but a truly mundane person in this strange world.

Every repetition was a new identity and a new life.

It was short, but also unforgettable.

I don’t know how long it had passed, but the spiritual light hidden in the depths of my mind, like a program setting, finally reappeared.

In the field, the old man who was swinging a pickaxe to hoe the land, his originally turbid eyes slowly returned to depth.

His hunched figure now visibly became upright, and his old face also became young as if he had returned to youth.

"Transform into a mortal..."

A soft murmur, and a bit of vicissitudes of time in his deep eyes.

He looked up at the sky, and at this moment, he had completely understood.

The strangeness and weirdness of this world must have been governed by laws.

In other words, although this world has a normal world order, its inner core has long been transformed.

It is equivalent to a secret place.

However, this secret place is extremely mysterious and far from being comparable to the ordinary trial secret place.

The road to seeking the truth is long and full of rules.

The comfort of the soul is often more important than anything else.

The existence of this world, its role lies in this.

Transformed into a thoroughly mundane place, all living beings are like chess pieces, for the great power to place pieces, to comprehend all living beings, and to transform into a mortal and calm the mind.

Every time you transform into a mortal, it is equivalent to washing away the dust of the soul and strengthening the heart of seeking the truth.

Although this kind of mortal is essentially the same as the mundane, this essence has undoubtedly been transformed.

First, after he dispersed the spiritual light blessing, he sank into the mundane world in almost an instant.

This mundane world that can make a person who has achieved the Dao sink so quickly is obviously different from ordinary people.

Second, although it was only one day in the long river of time and space, since it has been intercepted and captured by this Taixu Illusion, it is not as bizarre as before, and has not lost order. From this, it can be seen that this world is not simple.

Obviously, the source of this world must come from a powerful civilization or force, and it is a place of meditation for people who have achieved the Dao.

It’s just that it was intercepted by the Taixu Illusion, and thus here.

A transformation into a mortal, a multitude of living beings...

At this moment, Chu Mu sensed himself.

His cultivation has not changed at all, but in the dark, his mind seems to be more in line with the rules.

In the past, there were many doubts that seemed like exploring flowers in the fog.

After this transformation into a mortal, the dust has been washed away, and enlightenment has arisen.

This kind of washing away of dust is also different from his spiritual light blessing.

The existence of the spiritual light blessing is more of an effect on oneself.

It is a leap in one's own thinking and wisdom, while keeping the mind from being disturbed by external interference.

And this dust-washed mortal completely narrows the distance between people and rules.

If we compare it in a simple way, he used to be a hundred steps away from the existence of rules, and there was fog as a barrier.

But now, after this mortal transformation, it is much closer, and the fog has been dissipated, and there is no obstacle.

In a sense, mortal transformation should also be regarded as a supplementary realm on the road of integration.

The perfection of the integration realm is the Mahayana of the immortal way!

Already reached the cloud, overlooking all living beings.

All living beings are ants, and they are also unique.

The mortal transformation comprehends all living beings, comprehends the gap between the cloud and the bottom of the valley, and can comprehend oneself, break the last rule barrier, and step into the Mahayana realm.

Chu Mu stared at this mountain village, his eyes became calmer.

After a long time, he slowly took a step and stepped into this mountain village again.

Although he now understood himself, he was not as unknown as before, like another dimension.

He still retained his identity as a farmer. The villagers only had some cognitive barriers to his return to youth and did not notice it.

He had already succeeded in becoming a mortal. For him, this world, apart from the strangeness of the world itself, did not have too many other doubts.

But this time, Chu Mu did not choose to leave this world.

Instead, he continued to live in this world as a farmer.

However, the fate of the farmer's identity has changed.

Although the whole world will be reset every day.

But obviously, his current identity as a farmer has already left this strange time gap after he succeeded in becoming a mortal.

He left the mountain village, traveled thousands of miles across mountains and rivers.

Chu Mu did not use any extraordinary power that was different from the identity of a farmer. He walked forward step by step like a real mortal.

The direction of his goal was not clear, or rather, it changed every day.

This continued day after day, and he didn't know how long it had passed before he finally stopped after traveling around the world.

Not far in front of him, the lake was rippling and sparkling.

In the secular world, people always rely on the mountains to make a living.

This fishing village on the lakeside was no exception.

People were coming and going on the simple dock, and the air was filled with a strong smell of fish. Small boats were shuttling back and forth on the lake, showing how busy it was.

Chu Mu walked towards the dock.

People came and went, but no one paid any attention to him.

This was not because he had escaped from this strange time cycle.

Rather, he was supposed to be in the mountain village, a farmer in the mountain village.

A farmer's day is nothing more than working from sunrise to sunset.

It was in that mountain village.

But he stepped out of the mountain village.

There was no doubt that he, an outsider, naturally did not exist in the day of other people in the world.

If he did not exist, he naturally could not have any involvement with him, just like the bystanders who had not sunk into this world before.

But obviously, as long as he returned to that mountain village, he would naturally return to the day belonging to this farmer.

It was only a hundred steps from the lake to the pier.

Not long after, Chu Mu stopped at the fish market in front of the pier.

Several fish stalls were placed on both sides of the pier, and passers-by stopped from time to time to ask and bargain in front of the stalls.

Chu Mu went straight to the fish stall at the innermost side, and the stall owner was a thin young man.

The man was wearing a coarse cloth, with messy and fluffy hair. He was sitting lazily behind the stall, looking exhausted.

Chu Mu stopped in front of the fish stall, and the man did not change. He was even more aware of Chu Mu's presence.

The two of them were in opposition, as if they were in different dimensions.

In this way, time passed, until sunset, until dusk, until the cycle of reincarnation, everything seemed to be different...

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