The enlightenment of covering the sky starts with security guards

Chapter 124 The thought of immortality, breaking the cycle of reincarnation

Since he is determined to step into reincarnation, Mo Ling definitely needs to prepare backup plans. He does not think that his heart is as strong as iron and his Taoist heart is stable, so he can ignore these reincarnations. The power of reincarnation is very strange, and the world he creates is infinitely close to reality. If he really can't Finally, after distinguishing between true and false, all that awaits him is death.

Fighting with fists and fists is very simple, but this unknown is the most dangerous, and one mistake will lead to catastrophe.

Man is actually a very magical animal. He can plant a seed in his heart, imprint it on his subconscious mind, and revive it at a critical moment.

For example, when they were students, they didn't finish their homework during the summer vacation, and school was about to start the next day. Many people would hint in their hearts that they must get up early this time and work hard to catch up on their homework. So getting up early the next day is more effective than an alarm clock.
The seed Mo Ling planted for himself was that every time his life came to an end, a question would arise in his mind.

"who am I?"

This question seems simple, but it serves as the most warning. The main reason is that he has too many secrets, such as time travellers, systems, and covering the sky. These secrets are enough for him to find himself and not get lost in reincarnation.

At the beginning of reincarnation, the original world just went in a different direction. Each time, he relied on the advantage of time travel to become the strongest.

In business, politics, and stardom.
It's a completely different life again and again, and it's a 100% immersive experience. Every time he wakes up successfully at the critical moment.

Gradually, Mo Ling regarded it as a training, and every period of life was a new realization. The sharp edge in his body gradually faded away and became restrained.

As reincarnation deepens, the world of reincarnation no longer recognizes the original world, including generals, civil servants, and emperors.
After truly experiencing thousands of lives, he was somewhat confused as to what was reality and what was illusion.

In the palace hall, the atmosphere in the palace was extremely tense today. The eunuchs and maids were rushing around the palace with panic on their faces.

In the center of the palace, in the most splendid hall, hundreds of civil and military officials, princes, princesses, and harem concubines are all gathered in this hall of power.

Mo Ling, the Emperor of Daxia, was one of the most accomplished emperors in the Daxia Dynasty. He pulled Daxia back from the edge of the cliff, destroyed ten kingdoms, and unified the continent, which was unprecedented and unprecedented.

But on this day, their emperor was old and on the verge of death.

"My emperor!"

"My emperor."

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Countless people below screamed in sorrow.

Mo Ling didn't listen. He stared at the glorious palace with turbid eyes, and there was a faint call from the bottom of his heart, like a ghost demanding life, or like waking up a sleeping person.

He ignored it, and he was extremely unwilling to do so. How could a person's life last only a few hundred years? He didn't know if there was a god in this world?Are there any immortals?Although he usually disdains things about ghosts and monsters.

However, at this moment, he hopes that ghosts and gods exist, he wants to live, he wants to live forever, and he wants to lead the dynasty for tens of millions of years!
"I want to live forever~"

"I want to live forever~"

"I want to live forever!"

The murmuring sound became louder and louder, echoing in the hall. Regardless of the shock of others, Mo Ling was filled with strength at this time. He jumped up from the dragon bed, rushed out of the hall, and roared into the void.

"I want to live forever. Who dares to stop me? Who can stop me!"

dong dong dong! !

Mo Ling's heart beat violently, causing even the void to tremble.

The sky was in pieces, and Mo Ling stood in the void wearing a dragon robe, his majesty spread, and all things surrendered.

This was the first time that he had managed to break out without any help from himself, relying on his great perseverance.Immortality is an old-fashioned goal, but this topic will never be forbidden.

After experiencing endless reincarnations, wandering in many temptations, and in the world of mortals, he found his own persistence and his own path.

In the past, he practiced for great freedom and freedom. This was actually a part of immortality and was too vague. But now, the way forward is becoming clearer.

What is Longevity?

In the eyes of ordinary people, immortality may be hundreds or thousands of years like that of a monk; in the eyes of a monk, immortality may be tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years.
Everyone's different strengths have different definitions of longevity, but for Mo Ling, what is longevity?

Millions of years?Countless epochs?Holy ruins, reflected by the heavens?

No, no, no, he wants to live forever. Even if the world collapses, he will not die. He will still be there when all things are destroyed. He wants to be truly detached, transcend everything, without any restrictions, and finally achieve great freedom and freedom!
In the illusory world, Mo Ling opened his eyes fiercely, divine light burst out, his eyes were shining with light, and his whole aura was like a tyrant. Opening his eyes was like day, closing his eyes was like night, and everyone was under his control.

After a while, the aura dissipated and Mo Ling regained his composure. He became ordinary and his eyes were as calm as a lake.

Mo Ling looked at the Sea of ​​Reincarnation in the sky indifferently, and the mysterious power could no longer shake him in the slightest.

"Let me take a look and see what's hidden inside!"

He stepped into the void step by step, and the seal's sense of direction could no longer stop his steps. Finally, he walked into the water and was drowned by the colorful light.

As early as in countless reincarnations, Mo Ling had already understood what the brilliant light in the sea of ​​reincarnation was?

The temptation in reincarnation induces the Taoist heart to fall and sink completely. It can also be called the breath of the mortal world.

Why do cultivators seldom interfere in the affairs of ordinary people? Most of them just cultivate and stay away from the world of mortals.

Because the breath of mortals can pollute the Taoist heart, sealing the Taoist heart like dust, making people lose their desire to seek the Tao.

In the world of mortals, Mo Ling strolled leisurely in the courtyard. The wind was gentle and the clouds were light. All kinds of colors flowed by. His Taoist heart was still bright. Finally, his eyes changed and he came to a space.

It can be seen that this is a ruins, but it has collapsed at this time, with broken walls, rubble and gravel. Basically, there are traces of battle everywhere, which cannot be disappeared even with the passage of time.

As he goes deeper, he gets more information.

This place used to be a tribe of snake people, which he judged from some incomplete buildings.

Soon, this judgment was confirmed.

A huge square appeared in front of Mo Ling. There were countless stone sculptures on the square, all of them were snake figures, lifelike.

These snake men looked up into the void with different expressions, but the same thing was that they all had fear in their eyes.

But Mo Ling didn't care what these people were afraid of, or his own business.

Soon, Mo Ling walked around the entire space, but still had no clues to get out, and finally came to the square.

There is a square pillar standing on the extremely vast altar, surrounded by at least ten thousand people, and carved with mysterious Dao patterns. In the altar, there are snake-man stone sculptures everywhere, and finally they come to the center of the altar.

There is a big pit here, and underneath it is pitch black, like an endless abyss, swallowing up the benevolence.

(End of this chapter)