Chapter 1610: Dependence and emptiness

Looking at the birds moving farther and farther away in the sky, Wang Lin retracted his gaze and looked at the dead volcano. For a long time, he turned around and walked slowly with old steps.

This day was June of the 19th year when he left Zhao State. It was also the fifty-seventh year when he got drunk with two glasses of wine from the Guandao Inn at that time.

This year, Wang Lin was less than eighty.

In addition to Huo Bud, there are some countries on this continent, but Wang Lin did not go there. Huo Bud is the last place he traveled around.

Here, outside the sect where Li Muwan is located, there is a dilapidated house in a mountain. This was built by the mountain guards in unknown years, but now it is no longer crowded.

Wang Lin lived here.

At this location, he could see the mountain gate where Li Muwan was located in a distance, and could feel the existence of Li Muwan.

"What is cause and effect? ​​Don't think about it, don't think about it, watch the sunrise and sunset, watch the rain and snow, watch the seasons alternate, don't care whether all this is true or false, don't care about the confusion between life and death, just go silently to spend the rest of your life..."

Once at the beginning of the sun, once at the same time, whether it is the sun rising or the sun setting, there is always an old figure sitting on the blue stone, silently looking at the mountains in the distance.

"All cause and effect in the world, you say it is the cause, it is the cause, you say it is the result, it is the result... Why bother with it, why bother to find the ultimate..." Wang Lin looked peaceful. During those years, his figure was like eternity, sitting there, looking at the mountains ahead.

He didn't go to eat food, nor did he eat, he forgot about hunger, and everything.

Wang Lin looked at the world, and his smile showed a meaning that the world could not understand. Year by year, he saw many monks flying out of the sect in the distance, among which Li Muwan was.

"In this world, this starry sky, all of this is formed by the condensation of causes and conditions, and this is the origin of cause and effect..." Wang Lin smiled with a smile, day and day every year, like a dream.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was seven years. During these seven years, Wang Lin realized a lot and realized the world on the bluestone.

In the past seven years, Li Muwan's sect naturally discovered Wang Lin. Slowly, the elders of his sect came. After seeing Wang Lin's current state and talking to him at that time, they were moved.

Gradually, on the mountain, next to the bluestone, there were no longer only Wang Lin, but around him, old men and monks sat cross-legged.

None of the monks who came here walked away.

They surrounded Wang Lin calmly, as if they heard the truth.

Year after year, more monks seemed to be summoned in their hearts, from this fire-burning country, from all directions, from this cultivation country everywhere, from this place, and from this place, and from each place, the cultivation sects came here.

Among these monks, some have not yet established the foundation, some have achieved the infant transformation, and one person has come to the air, and his cultivation has reached the peak. However, no matter what kind of cultivation is, it does not exist on this mountain and in the eyes of Wang Lin sitting on the bluestone.

No matter what kind of cultivation is, there is only one place to settle down in this mountain, no more or less, no more, no more, no more, just sitting there silently, listening to Wang Lin's mouth that may only be opened once a year.

When Wang Lin didn't speak, they seemed to have entered a state of meditation, as if there was an invisible force here, carrying their thoughts and pursuing a sense of heaven and earth.

"Carriage and conditions are condensed together and eventually become the result. This is cause and effect. Through decades of searching and understanding, I realized that there is actually something between the cause and effect, and this thing is fate.

If there is no fate, there will be no cause and effect." Wang Lin spoke again this year with an indescribable smile on his face.

On this mountain, more and more monks were sitting cross-legged. In the end, there was no place at the foot of the mountain. The mountain surrounding Wang Lin was surrounded by monks within a radius of dozens of miles.

In this continent, almost all the monks came here in search of the strange feeling one by one in the past few years. Slowly, within a radius of hundreds of miles, they saw countless monks sitting there facing Wang Lin, as if worshipping.

Gradually, more cultivators came from another continent across the sea, or came with teleportation arrays, including Niantian and Duntian of the Soul Refining Sect, and a large number of disciples of the Soul Refining Sect.

There are also the cultivators of the snowy land, led by the cold woman, who came here after the feeling, silently sitting cross-legged in one place, listening to the truth.

In the arms of the cold woman, she was already holding a baby girl who seemed to never grow up.

The Four-Nation Alliance, Zhou Wutai, and the familiar faces in Wang Lin's dreams are also coming one by one.

The Ragzi was still in a sloppy state and sat on the ground in the distance.

Wait, wait, even Teng Huayuan, Huanglong Zhenren, Xu Fei, Zhou Rui, and even Wang Zhuo and others appeared in the distance, looking at Wang Lin on the bluestone on the mountain top in front of him, and sat cross-legged.

Until the end, even Zhuquezi broke through the air, was silent for a long time above the Wanglin, walked to an open space, and sat down.

"I can meet Liu Mei and I and form cause and effect because of this cause..."

"It is also a cause of connection between me and the Soul Refining Sect."

"Whether red butterfly or everything in the world, this cause and effect is like this. Even in the dream world today, this is the same, fate, fate, fate..."

"This fate is an external force. Because of its changes, there is a cause. After the two are combined, the result appears. Just like a man and a woman, you will have children after they are together. That man and a woman are the cause. They come together under the fate, and the child born is the result." Wang Lin smiled and sighed softly.

At this moment, from what he saw, there was a person who walked out of the sect in the mountain. This person was still as he had in the past, with white clothes on his body, a black hair shawl, and a gentle expression. It was Li Muwan.

"Come on." Wang Lin looked even older, but a breath that looked like heaven and earth appeared on him, as if he had become heaven and earth in the past few years of insight.

He stretched out his right hand and summoned Li Muwan. Wang Lin's eyes showed softness, and even his voice contained a sense of longing.

Li Muwan looked confused, but there was a feeling that she couldn't describe spread from her heart, making her feel that Wang Lin was very familiar and familiar. This familiarity seemed to be engraved in her soul, in her bones, and into her reincarnation.

Even if it was thousands of times of reincarnation, even if she drank thousands of sips of Mengpo soup, she would not forget it! However, there was a trace like a seal in her thoughts, which stopped her from thinking about all this, as if she wanted to cut her and him.

Before she knew it, she walked to Wang Lin's side, Wang Lin grabbed her hand, sat next to him, and sat on the bluestone with him, amid the eyes of countless monks in this radius of hundreds of miles.

"But, cause and effect will eventually disappear in the world, which is emptiness of nature. The reason why it is called disappearance is because it exists first, and there is no existence, and there is no disappearance. If it disappears, it is emptiness of nature... It is also what I understand, and it ends a certain cause and effect.

But knots and unknots, if there is or does not, it is not ending, but becomes empty..."

Wang Lin smiled and pointed his left hand at Li Muwan's eyebrows.

With this finger, there seemed to be no power, but the seal in Li Muwan's thought that stopped her suddenly collapsed, causing Li Muwan to tremble and become the first person to wake up in this world of organization.

"Wang Lin..." Li Muwan's eyes were filled with water vapor, and two lines of tears flowed down. She stared at Wang Lin's old face in a daze, raised her hand and gently stroked it, and she had more tears.

But there was a sense of happiness and warmth in the tears. I didn't care about Wang Lin's aging at all, and hugged him tightly.

"I don't exist, all of this does not exist, so there is the word disappear... In this, there is truth and falsehood, life and death...

Cause and effect, truth and falsehood, life and death, in fact, are all dependent origination and emptiness... There is another sentence, if I say it, this dream will be born..." Wang Lin looked at Li Muwan and spoke softly.

This dream has no sleep. It has been more than sixty years since the young man from Zhao State got drunk in the inn to this day.

Outside this bluestone, under this mountain, within a radius of hundreds or even thousands of miles, there were more and more monks. Until finally, after all, even those who had only one side of Wang Lin appeared in their dreams, they sat there quietly, silently looking at the bluestone on the top of the mountain, and on the stone, two people.

Time seems eternal. I don’t know how long it has passed. Wang Lin hugged Li Muwan, and they sat there, watching the sunrise and setting together, counting the years together.

"Cause and effect cannot be cut down, it is empty... Cause and effect are cause and effect. Cause and effect are condensed, and scattered in emptiness." Wang Lin's voice echoed in the world, turning into countless willow catkins. These willow catkins don't know where they come from, but where they go.

They floated in the sky, slowly flying, densely packed, falling downwards, falling on this radius of thousands of miles. Every monk seemed to have found a record of their lives.

Two willow catkins that were stuck together slowly fell in front of Wang Lin and Li Muwan. The sticky look was like they were holding hands and would never be separated.

"That day, you looked at me closing your eyes, and your sad look was imprinted in my heart for the moment I closed my eyes...
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