Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 610 There are no fairy tales in this world, but there are myths

In Song Ciwan's sea of ​​​​consciousness, in addition to the gods and the true fire of samadhi, there are also seeds of inner demons and many words and formulas circulating around.

The sea of ​​consciousness at this moment seems to be a huge furnace.

The seeds of inner demons are firewood, the true fire of samadhi is flames, and the Chinese formulas flow through it, as if the sky is full of stars, rotating, attracting, and reciprocating around the main star in the center...

And there is a tiny star among them, between the push and pull of many Zi Jue stars, it finally becomes hazy, from fuzzy to clear, from weak to bright, from trembling to stable——

It's fully revealed.

This is indeed the word "生". The word "生" flows lightly. Wherever it passes, "mountain", "chuan", "rain", "snow", "wood", "forest", "ming", " "Light" and other words are all related to the scenery.

It's as if asteroids are orbiting large planets, and smaller galaxies are born within a large galaxy.

Mysterious, magical, and sacred, it is inexplicably shocking and touching.

Various emotions surged in Song Ciwan's heart, and the scales of heaven and earth appeared beside her, constantly collecting the emotional airballs that were thrown at them one after another, like a tired bird returning to the forest.

Du Huaining gave a solemn salute and kowtowed three times. Song Ciwan silently chewed the word "生" in the sea of ​​consciousness and nodded lightly to him.

The word "生" turned into a hazy light talisman and fell on him. Du Huaining raised his head in surprise and stood up.

Part of his getting up was autonomous, but a large part was clearly lifted up by an invisible force.

When this power fell into his body, he suddenly felt an upward joy from the bottom of his heart.

The heavy rain continued to pour down, as if it would cover the entire sky.

Normally, a world filled with wind and rain should be gloomy and gloomy, but Du Huaining could clearly feel an indescribable vigorous power from the wind and rain at this time.

His eyes turned around involuntarily.

On the plaque hanging high in the main hall of the county government, there was originally a mountain and river mirror hanging, but now the mountain and river mirror has broken and disappeared.

There were also some weird-shaped broken insect limbs scattered everywhere on the ground. Originally, these insect limbs should have looked very ferocious and terrifying.

But perhaps it was because the wind and rain at this moment was so majestic and majestic that when Du Huaining looked at the insect's limbs in front of him, he suddenly felt like "it's just that".

Recalling the various emotions, regrets and pain of the previous chaotic death, and savoring the new life at this moment, Du Huaining straightened up.

He sighed infatuatedly: "Moreover, glory is a metaphor for birth and death. Nothing in the world is empty."

After chanting, he cupped his fists and bowed to Song Ciwan and said, "Fairy, after experiencing life and death this time, I have both feelings and confusion. I wonder if I can ask the fairy for advice?"

Song Ciwan said: "Just ask."

Du Huaining said: "In the past, I thought that I was insignificant. If I wanted to realize my ambition, I had to compromise tactfully and submit to the rules of this world. I thought that even if I surrender for a moment, as long as my inner beliefs do not change, I will be able to govern and act in a responsible manner. If you are a common people, reading this book is not in vain, and being an official is not in vain. But..."

His emotions couldn't help but rise again. He tried his best to suppress the pain and confusion in his voice and said: "But if you seek skin from a tiger, you will eventually be killed by the tiger. There is an abyss ahead. If you don't step into it, nothing will be accomplished. If you step into it, nothing will be achieved. It will be irreversible and will cause harm to ourselves and others!

Fairy, I was wrong, but what should I do? "

Song Ciwan said: "Didn't you have the answer earlier?"

Du Huaining's body immediately shook slightly.

The light of the word "生" is still flowing in his body, driving his Qi veins to surge and his talent to roll. It also reminds him all the time that he is a miraculously resurrected person.

Resurrect from the dead and live another life!
If the boundaries between life and death can be broken, what else can't be broken?
Du Huaining was filled with pain in an instant, and a steady stream of it turned into a rolling supply of material, rushing into the square inches of his coffin, lighting up the faith in his heart. His voice was also bright and bright unconsciously.

Du Huaining said loudly: "Fairy, the world is like a tide. I am willing to be a boat on the tide. For one day in office, I can carry a whole place. If one day, I encounter another disaster, I will just abandon this body and return to where I am!"

The one who tied the boat was not me, nor the sky, nor the mountain above my head, pulling it in front of the palace, but actually the common people. "

His emotions were agitated, and his words were not very straightforward. Instead, he used a more expressive approach.

But in fact, the hidden meaning in his words is still very clear. Submitting to the powerful can only be a temporary solution, but it is by no means a long-term solution.

After this incident, Du Huaining has clearly realized that he can no longer rely on flattering the powerful to get ahead.

He must break away from Prince Yun's Mansion and be mentally prepared for its violent attacks at any time.

During this period, as an official of the imperial court, he would serve the people wholeheartedly as long as he was in office.

It was obvious that Du Huaining, who had returned from the dead, actually wanted to die again.

This approach can be said to be both tragic and naive, with a kind of fairy tale idealism.

But this cannot be blamed on his lack of superb political acumen. After all, in reality, Du Huaining's problems are almost unsolvable.

The powerful are not so easy to cling to. If you cling to them and then try to let them go, there will only be a dead end.

But fortunately, although there are no fairy tales in the world today, there are myths.

Song Ciwan smiled and said: "If the county magistrate has this intention, I will fulfill it."

She stretched out her hand, gently touched the raindrops in front of her, and said with a slight smile: "The wind and rain in the sky should stop at this point. It's just Prince Yun's Mansion, I'll go there."

After saying this, the big white goose spread its wings.

Then, everyone in the county government saw the fairy-like girl riding a goose. The white goose flew into the sky, splitting the rain curtain in an instant, and turned into a tiny spot of light in the sky.

She walked so fast that no one could react at all.

The same was true for Du Huaining. After a moment, his expression changed slightly and he said, "No, this fairy wants to..."

She is going to Prince Yun’s Mansion!

Du Huaining didn't say the following words, but his heart was filled with turmoil and endless worry.

This intense worry drove the boiling talent in his spiritual platform and helped him break through the critical limit.

Finally, the talent on Du Huaining's head soared to the sky.

A word "boat" broke through the wind and rain in the sky and descended from nowhere.

This is another scholar's fantasy article by Du Huaining: Boat.

And his realm has also broken through from the original righteousness realm to the awe-inspiring realm in one fell swoop, only one step away from the Great Confucian!
As the white goose and the girl went away, the wind and rain in the sky gradually stopped. The white goose flew over the City God's Temple and cut off the chains that were tied to the body of the City God's Empress Fa in the temple.

The City God Queen was happy and grateful, and asked the passing girl: "Thank you very much, Fairy, for your help. May I ask for the Fairy's title?"

(End of this chapter)