Chapter 3 Wandering in the sea, why not look at the kindness and hatred with a smile

What Long Ting said was very esoteric. I don't know what it means, but Jiang Chen seemed to be a little lost and muttered, "The empty dream, the way of heaven is always there, and it loops back and forth." Thousands of thoughts came to my mind, and my heart was gloomy. I couldn't help thinking, "In this life, in just decades, what am I living for? What am I living for? Is it even if what I once persisted to is just in vain?"

It seems that this problem has been bothering him since that moment three years ago.

It seems that from the moment the truth is revealed, he is no longer Jiang Chen, and it seems that Jiang Chen will no longer exist from the forbidden place of Lingyin School...

Five years of upbringing, but he hid a secret, but he was kept in the dark and didn't know it at all.

Once, when he knew his background and stabbed him with a sword, his heart seemed to be shaken. What if he took revenge? What if he couldn't revenge? Why did he live...

I witnessed my father's death in the Tang Dynasty. At that time, my heart was like a knife, and I was bound to avenge my father...

From the top of the spiritual sound of the cloud world, I know that my life here is like ashes...

Who am I taking revenge for?

Who am I?

Tang Jiangchen, or Yunjie Jiangchen?

Or... no one?

His heart seems to be shaken and seems to see clearly. He can't even figure out who he is, but he insists on revenge for people who have nothing to do with him...

"Heaven and earth are false, can't you see the reincarnation clearly?" He finally saw a shadow in the deep pool in his heart, and the figure suddenly turned around and looked exactly like him!

"You... Who is it?" Jiang Chen muttered.

"I'm you, and you're me." Shadow Road.

"Are you Jiang Chen from the Tang Dynasty or Jiang Chen from the cloud world?" Jiang Chen was confused.

"Then let me ask you, are you Jiang Chen from the Tang Dynasty or Jiang Chen from the cloud world?" The shadow said again.

Shadow said again, "Today, like reincarnation, can be regarded as the previous life and the present life, but in this life, you have inherited the memory of the previous life. Can I be wrong?" He looked at Jiang Chen coldly, and his eyes were as cold and piercing as his voice.

Jiang Chen was stunned.

The deep pool in my heart is like a mirror, seeing my heart clearly.

He seems to be gradually beginning to see that no matter who he has never given up on himself.

Like reincarnation, only the outside world has changed, and what remains unchanged is still yourself, but the outside world affects itself, that's all.

Yes, why do you still struggle because of your background?

Why do you care about who you are?

How ridiculous...

Three thousand worlds, running in parallel, insinuating each other, the way of heaven is always there, circulating, the past, a period of passing like a horse lantern, vividly, like another world.

Everything is like going back in time, that is, far away and close...

So what?

Jiang Chen finally smiled at the bottom of his heart and could faintly see through the deep pool at the bottom of his heart.

It turns out that I am no longer Jiang Chen in the cloud world, nor Jiang Chen in the Tang Dynasty. Jiang Chen muttered to himself, and a sneer appeared at the corners of his mouth. He suddenly realized that his eyes were dull.

It seems that what I once did was just a kind of obsession in the world, kindness and resentment, and self-entanglement. Even if it was just in vain, all this has escaped from his heart.

Peel off the secular world, strip off the body, and feel and verify with spiritual contact. What if everything used to be true or wrong? People always pursue their own obsessions, but things will always have a corresponding side.

At this moment, the idea of this moment vaguely flashed in his mind, as if it could vaguely touch the heart of the gods outside the cloud world. At the right time, he seems to have no anger, no heartbreak, no resentment for the past... All this is just a meaningless dispute.

It's just a moment of thought...

......

It is said that there is a beautiful insect called Nemera in the cloud world, which is named like dragonflies, but they have no wings, but they are very beautiful. They have colorful bodies, and their calls are extremely beautiful, pleasant and crisp. They float with the wind and like to eat the nectar of the flowers and drink the morning dewdrops, but no matter where they are blown by the wind, they can still live. No matter in the harsh environment, they have to live even if they eat their own bodies, just to maintain the short tweet. It is said that their life expectancy is the shortest in the cloud world, only one day, and never out. At the beginning of my life, I experienced pain, countless times of chrysalis, shelling and transformation, just for the wonderful day.

Is this a sadness or a happiness?

But only they know it.

I think they are happy because they live with their own 'heart'.

"Do you understand?" The shadow had a faint smile.

"But the heaven is always there, the cycle is back and forth, and it has never been changed. What can I do~?" Jiang Chen's eyes were crazy and said in a trance.

"What is the way of heaven?" Shadow's eyes were sharp.

Jiang Chen's eyes were sluggish, muddle-headed, bitterly, and finally shook his head.

The shadow suddenly said sharply, "The 'Tao of Heaven' is--"

"A story has been doomed to an end before it begins!"

Shadow continued: "With your heart, go out of your own 'Tao' and achieve your own 'jing'."

Just as Jiang Chen seemed to understand, ambiguous and in a trance, the shadow gradually dissipated, as if it had never existed.

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After sitting quietly for a long time, a cold wind blew in, and Jiang Chen suddenly woke up. When he thought about it, the unknown time was like water and hurriedly passed. When he came back and looked up, Long Ting left quietly.

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment and frowned and said to himself, "It must be that he was distracted when he saw that he was thinking about things and didn't want to disturb him."

Jiang Chenyou stood up and moved his muscles and bones.

"Jiang Chen." With a shout, he followed the sound and saw the shopkeeper walking slowly, with a smile on his face.

Jiang Chen felt a little surprised and said suspiciously, "What's the matter? Shopkeeper."

But the shopkeeper didn't know what he was stimulated. He looked different from usual and said with a smile, "Jiang Chen, you have been here for so long, and I also regard you as my own." He pretended to cough a few times and said, "When did you know such a rich man? When will he come again?"

Jiang Chen was stunned. Seeing today's abnormal behavior, he felt very funny in his heart and a little disgusted. He shook and said, "I don't know."

The shopkeeper was like pouring a basin of cold water, and his face condensed. After a moment, he slowly took out a few ingots of gold from his bag, hesitated for a moment, handed it to Jiang Chen, and said, "This is just the guest who dragged me to you. He said it's always good to have some money."

Jiang Chen's heart moved and was stunned. His mind was full of doubts. Because he was a man of cultivation, he had the intention to make friends with him. He just invited himself to a meal, but now he has given himself so many silver liang. Is it because he has a lot of money?

"That's all. I don't want to. You can't accept so much money for no reason. Give it back to him quickly." Jiang Chen shook his head, took the gold and said, "Shopkeeper, which way did he go?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "He went to East Street." Before he finished speaking, he saw Jiang Chen run out.

Not long after, Jiang Chen chased the street for a long time and looked around. The shadows were husirievous. How could he see Long Ting's figure? He sighed and planned to go straight back to the inn.

At this moment...