I am the Holy Emperor

Chapter 15 Understanding the Heart

Because Wu Wei has let go of his mood, the illusion of the nine-pin ladder will be very easy to live in Wu Wei's heart.

The scene of family joy has been broken, and the idea of returning to Qingming has not been consolidated, and Wu's foot has naturally fallen on the next golden lotus.

Blood light, long soldiers, collapsed buildings, maids in snow-white skirts with a panic, guards tokens hanging on their waists but doing butchers...

The change of Yasukuni, what Wu Wei experienced at the age of eight, once again appeared in Wu Wei's mind. After 11 years, the memory that should have been blurred long ago seemed so bloody and real under the effect of the illusion.

What a cruel!

Grievance!

The picture turned sharply. Under a high platform completely made of white jade, under the large copper stargazing instrument, blood flowers, a woman wearing a plain white palace skirt, combed a phoenix crown and holding a seven-foot sword leaned against the jade railing and the praetorian guards who kept pouring over her on the high platform, waving the sword in her hand.

"Mother!"

Seeing the palace woman in front of him, even though he knew in Wu Wei's heart that everything in front of him was fake and had become a thing of the past, Wu Fu still couldn't let go and still couldn't give up. The palace woman in front of Wu Wei's eyes was still so beautiful, still so vivid, still so vivid The agility.

"No!"

A hissing roar burst out of Wu's mouth, because at this time, a short figure, with a little childishness on his face, a little panic, and a little helpless brocade teenager raised the jade platform in the hands of a group of wolf-like praetorian guards, with a long hook hook on the teenager's neck, and the palace woman was looking Seeing the long sword in his hand after seeing the teenager, he was obviously stunned, and the long sword slipped and sprayed blood from the woman's shoulder.

"Zhou Debin! I want to kill your whole family... I want to kill your whole family! Use your blood to pay tribute to my mother, to pay tribute to my mother...!"

Wu's state of mind can no longer be maintained, because the face that often appears in Wu's sleep appears again, with a national face, full of beards, fluffy hair, scars, Zhou Debin's deputy commander of the Imperial Guard 11 years ago, and now the commander of the 2 million army of the Imperial Northern Army, and why did it start from one in just 11 years? A deputy leader, a member of the commander, a general riding a bicycle, a general on the left, and a general on the right. That's because he was the man who threatened Li Xiaomu with Wu Wei and pierced his sword into Li Xiaomu's heart.

The face twisted by anger, the body that is unwilling to tremble, and the mind tremble with resentment.

Vicious, resentful, unwilling, and all kinds of negative emotions continue to surge into Wu's heart, constantly eroding Wu's mentality like a mirror.

The picture is still. Under the sunset, the machete is like this, scratching the sky with no deviation or the slightest trace of stopping. It plunged heavily into Li Xiaomu, that is, Wu's mother's heart. The blood flowers were there, and the red blood quickly dyed the plain white palace skirt red. When the blood covered the young man's hands, when When the teenager called his mother, pieces of blood appeared in front of Wu Wei.

Eleven years later, when this scene came back, Wu's heart was broken again, completely broken, and there was no possibility of repairing it.

"Everything is fate! Life!"

In the face of Wu's fall in love, he couldn't help sighing. This lament had no other meaning, but it was just a pity.

"Life? What is life! There is no fate in such a variable future. If you follow the sky, you will accept your fate, and if you go against the sky, you will change your life. People who can't control themselves will never control their fate, and those who follow fate will always be influenced by fate. The past is gone, and from now on, I, Wu, will never indulge in this again, because I want to change my life, because I want to be ahead of fate!"

A cry from the heart, a kind of resistance to fate, suddenly emerged from the bottom of Wu's heart. Wu Wei, who should have been imprisoned by various negative emotions and deep in the sea of consciousness, has now miraculously received the sigh of the virtual old man. Under adversity, people are divided into two categories, one is submission and the other is an outbreak. Obviously, Wu Wei belongs to the latter.

I don't know how many times the scene of Li Xiaomu's death has been staged in Wu Wei's mind in the past 11 years. There are two main reasons why Wu Wei has been unable to get out of this memory. One is his inner fear and the fear of death. After all, the eight-year-old teenager witnessed his mother's tragic death in front of him, as long as he is a normal person. Who can get over? He is reluctant to accept the news of his mother's departure. There are also two reasons why we can get out today. First, after practicing martial arts, there is hope that my mother will be resurrect. Second, things will be reversed. Previously, I dreamed that these unarmed Wu Wei was only unwilling and could not act. However, Wu Wei, who has a minor figure in martial arts, can turn everything into reality and integrate all kinds of things in the last one. In an instant, Wu Ao successfully got out of the trap, and the dragon ascended to heaven, and strengthened his current path.

"If you say it well, if you are full of losses, you will benefit from modesty, and if you are full of losses, you will make up for losses. This is the idea of the road. If you have this opportunity to get out of the troubled situation of ten years, I have to say that it is a good thing. Although this nine-grade ascension ladder is not as powerful as the nine-grade magic weapon ascending to the ladder during the Honghuang period, it is enough for you to refine your heart. Continue!"

The heights are different, and the ways of looking at things are different. Seeing that Wu Wei has successfully come out of the predicament today, it is the last barrier in his own mood. He has come all the way to cultivate the most holy and strong man. The virtual spirit knows the importance of seven emotions and six desires for the cultivation of monks, and the virtual spirit is also as happy as Wu Xing.

"Go on!"

Since the fantasy is broken, then in front of Wu's eyes is just the empty sky, and the golden lotus who can't see his head. To be fair, Wu's heart, who has just experienced a training, is also a little less pressure and a little more free and easy.

On reincarnation, the meaning of reincarnation is one of the will between heaven and earth. Even though the nine-grade ladder is the most precious treasure of today's Great Zen Temple, which has been refined for hundreds of years, it is only three times of the reincarnation of heaven and earth, but all this is enough to consider that there is no faith and cultivation.

reincarnation! Reincarnation! Only when you enter reincarnation can you feel reincarnation!

The ancient saying records that nine grades ascend the ladder: "If you enter the third generation, you can understand human nature, enter the thirty generations, you can explore the changes of ancient and modern times, enter 300 generations, talk about the heaven, enter the three thousand generations, and become holy!"

However, it is obvious that the ascension ladder can't do this, but it is not difficult for Wu's consciousness to reincarnate nine generations. The first life is evil spirit, the first life is floating, the life is the animal, the life is the prostitute, the life is the eunuch, the life is the begging, the life is the merchant, the life is the minister, the life is the emperor! Nine generations of reincarnation may be long or short, one day, long 70 years, karma, intermingling between generations, starting from the lowest evil spirits in reincarnation, adults, then Kanglong repenting, changing from woman to man, from begging to ascending to the throne of the throne.

In the whole process, Wu Ao, who experienced all these changes, did not look at it as a bystander, but was happy to understand with his heart, feel with his heart, suffered all the suffering of the reincarnation of the ninth generation, and enjoyed the career of the reincarnation of the ninth generation. Perhaps it may be the same. After the end of the reincarnation of the ninth generation, Wu Ao's mind returned to the ontology from the inside. The fatigue in the depths of his heart constantly invades Wu's angry heart.

Maybe I felt the physical and mental fatigue of Wu Wei. Twenty-seven golden lotus that had just been trampled under Wu Wei rose up and integrated into Wu Wei's body at a speed that Wu Wei could not react at all, nourishing Wu Wei's dry soul for a long time. In just a moment, he made up for all this consumption, and Wu Fuqing Chu felt that his soul had once again grown to an extreme. At present, the strength of the soul may not be comparable to the yuan god of the way of faith, but Wu Fu believes that even if the soul loses protection, it can survive under the day.

Three-grade theory of reincarnation, and fourth-grade rebirth. Compared with the power of reincarnation, the martial arts idea on the nine-grade ladder is heavier. After all, I don't want to think about what the main practice of the Great Zen Temple. Each generation is born a respected strong man. Once the nine-grade ascension ladder is enough for future generations. In this way, the martial arts on the ninth-grade ladder Taoism cannot be summed up, but at least everyone who comes up can find his own martial arts.

The difference of one step, thousands of miles away, step by step, is also two heavens!

There seems to be only one step between the twenty-seventh golden lotus and the twenty-eightth golden lotus, but the ideas contained in them are completely different. The power of martial arts continues to spread from the golden lotus under Wu's feet, as deep as a mountain, as heavy as a mountain, as wide as empty, thick as earth, without any direct blessing without any direct source. When it came to Wu Wei, he almost crushed Wu Wei.