Murdering Heaven Edge

Chapter 1688: You are hope!

Chu Mo was really shocked when he heard it. What they said was exactly the answer in this world where all the top existies have been searching hard. ?

The road to heaven, the land of eternal!

It turns out that the land of eternality really exists, and there, it is indeed eternal.

It is said that that place should be the real treasure of all living creatures, but why are they still here? What do they want? Is it not enough to have an eternal life?

The woman in the yellow skirt had a tough attitude and her temper was very bad. She roared and tried to suppress the old Taoist. But let her show her, but she is still not the opponent of the old Taoist.

The time between them was very short, but at most half an hour, the women in the yellow skirt could not support it.

At this time, she said coldly: "I am leaving!"

The old Taoist sighed: "It’s late."

Said, his body suddenly burst into a very mysterious force, seems to form a sword, to the woman in this yellow skirt.

It seems that it is because Chu Mo can only perceive the existence of "the sword." But it is completely invisible, and the knowledge of God cannot be captured.

The woman in the yellow skirt finally showed a faint color, and she realized that the other party was really moving, not to scare her.

Her body suddenly burst into an extremely frightening force, desperately trying to be with the old Taoist.

The old monk waved his hand directly, and a soft force protected Chu Mo’s body.

boom!

There was a muffled sound between the old Taoist and the yellow skirt woman.

Then, the old Taoist priest took a few steps back. The woman's body in the yellow skirt disappeared at once.

Chu Mo's eyes wide open, and in his realm, he did not even see what was born.

Anyway, the woman in the yellow skirt disappeared, and even the breath on her body disappeared without a trace.

"Is this dead? Or is it running?" Chu Mo whispered.

"I didn't die, I didn't run." The old monk whispered: "This body is annihilated."

"This is just a legal body?" Chu Mo mouth twitched, can not believe to look at the old monk.

At this time, the old Taoist priest came over from there and said, "When you are old, you can't move. If you are old, this old arm and old leg will not be used. The old monk, you like to instruct. People, why didn’t you just fight?”

The old monk said: "I just saw you rushing to go up..."

"..." Chu Mo looked at the two silently, and said that this painting style is so strange? The two of them are really too prosperous and infinite Buddhas?

At this time, the old Taoist glanced at Chu Mo and said: "I am with the old monk, just two legal bodies, don't guess it. The old monk likes to play riddles, I don't like it."

"Amitabha, you arranged me again." The old monk glanced at the old Taoist.

The old Taoist priest looked at Chu Mo and said: "You are a little bit too big, and you can't think of the people there."

The old monk sighed aside.

Chu Mo looked blank.

The old Taoist swayed, and in this day, there was a quaint palace. Then he said, "Let's go, let's go in and say. Now, there are things that need to be told."

Chu Mo followed the old monk and the old Taoist priest and entered the palace.

The furnishings are simple but clean and spotless.

After the three people sat down, the old Taoist watched Chu Mo and sighed softly: "Turning around and finally returning to today."

The old monk whispered a Buddhist question on the side: "Amitabha, reincarnation, dominates the world."

Chu Mo looked at the two people, he frowned slightly: "My past life, is the Chu Gongzi million years ago?"

The old monk laughed and said nothing.

The old Taoist faintly said: "No one can tell the truth about this kind of reincarnation. Don't look at those monks who can lay out their own reincarnation and awaken at some point. But in fact, the secrets of them do not understand. The reincarnation is just not completely free."

Chu Mo looked at the old Taoist: "I don't understand."

"If you don't understand, you're right." The old Taoist said: "If you understand it, you will completely take it off."

"Then you took off?" Chu Mo asked.

The old Taoist shook his head: "Who is in the red dust, who dares to say that he is off?"

The old Taoist said, looking at Chu Modao: "Do not ask for the predecessor, do not ask for the afterlife, only say this life."

"Good." The old monk nodded.

Chu Mo laughed, not asking for the predecessor, not seeking the afterlife, this is exactly the philosophy he has always insisted on.

The old Taoist said: "The passage world is actually an organ. The so-called eternal land is not a brain. The whole body has died in endless years. But because this body is a god, the organs inside Still alive. Then, the brain is the most magical place, called the eternal land..."

"Wait... wait!" Chu Mo looked at the old Taoist horror with amazement. The amount of information was too big. The whole person of Chu Mo was shocked and could not speak, and quickly interrupted the old Taoist: "You are slow. Slow to say..."

The old Taoist smiled and said: "Is this difficult to understand? The world we are in is actually an organ in the body of God. This organ is now nearing exhaustion. Therefore, the passage world is at risk of collapse at any time. Why every For a long time, someone will come to destroy the creatures of the channel world? Because if they are not destroyed, let these souls desperately take the nutrients of the passage world. Then, it will add to the collapse of the passage world! If the passage world collapses If you destroy it, you will have a chain reaction that will cause the whole body to collapse. If the body of the **** collapses, the brain that is the land of eternal... naturally will not exist."

The old monk's eyes are full of deep radiance, whispering: "This is the mustard, Nasu, must be hidden in the mustard. In our body, there are actually countless such worlds, but you can't feel them. The existence of this does not mean that they do not exist."

Chu Mo’s whole person stayed there, with a capitalized “懵” on his face.

This kind of truth, how to say it, he did not think about it. What the eye can't see does not mean that it does not exist. What the ordinary people in the world can see, and what he can see with this practitioner, is completely different from heaven and earth!

Therefore, there are too many things in the secular mortal that do not exist, and Chu Mo is able to see it with his own eyes and personally verify it.

Chu Mo understands this truth, but he can't imagine it at all. He actually lives in the organ of a "God"!

"Isn't that said, we are constantly practicing, constantly striving, and striving to grow our own body... This process is actually a huge burden for the world we are in? The stronger we are, the world...that is this The organ of God will be weaker?" Chu Mo thought of the mortal who had been sick when he was in the human world. Some of them have huge tumors in the body. When the tumor rises to a certain extent, that person will have no medicine to cure, and can only wait for death.

He stared at the old monk and the old Taoist, and said that these people are all other tumors in the sense? Is it a virus?

The old Taoist nodded: "The position we are in is the heart of this god. That is to say, this is the most important place besides the brain. Because no one can really take off, we are trapped in the body of God. In the end, after living in the highest realm, after learning the secret, they will start to madly want to destroy all the creatures except themselves. Because there are fewer creatures, The whole world of the gods...the longer it will survive."

"So, those observers, every few years, will subvert our channel world once?" Chu Mo asked.

The old monk and the old Taoist, nodded at the same time.

The old Taoist said: "The whole body of the gods, the creatures who can make this truth, are only a few. They control the world that dominates this god, and they don't allow too many creatures to know this secret."

"Even if they know, they will try their best to hide the truth of the matter." The old monk said.

"But hiding this, does it make sense?" Chu Mo sighed: "Even if you know, what can you do?"

"If you know it, you will resist, you will find a way to practice hard and want to escape from here." The old Taoist faintly said: "That would add to the collapse of this world."

"After those fallen, the dust returns to the dust, the soil returns to the earth, and the avenue returns to the heavens and the earth. Is it a complete cycle?" Chu Mo asked.

The old Taoist nodded: "Yes, this kind of cycle can make the whole world become normal. But once the creatures cultivated into the ancestral environment, they will begin to resist this cycle. To the upper realm, they will use all means. Layout your own reincarnation."

Chu Mo smiled bitterly: "I understand that the creatures in the realm of the realm, once every turn, is a huge harm to the world."

The old Taoist said: "The greater damage is the appearance of the godhead, the dust is no longer returning to the dust, the earth is no longer returning to the earth, and the avenue is not returning to the heavens and the earth... that is a true artificial creation. For the whole The collapse of the channel world has played a crazy role."

"..." Chu Mo wants to say that this matter has nothing to do with me.

The old Taoist said: "So that time, the observers came, they killed your ancestor."

Chu Mo is silent.

This matter, standing at a higher level to see, naturally his ancestors did something wrong. But from the perspective of his ancestors, it is not wrong.

Therefore, it is difficult to judge the world with a simple right or wrong word.

"In the past, this world is like this. Even though we see through it, we don't want to change anything, and we can't change anything. Even if we go to the eternal land, how can we do it like them?" The old Taoist said lightly. : "Later, you appeared, let us see hope."

"I? Let you see hope?" Chu ink frowned, looking at the old Taoist and the old monk, his face was unbelievable.

"Yes, you are hope," said the old Taoist.

Three more sent. (To be continued.) 8