Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The old man's pupils, like the power of heaven, stared at Qin Xuan.

Suddenly, the old man laughed, "What a young man!"

"A mere Golden Immortal, dare to ignore the power of this Saint, little guy, you are really funny!"

The old man shook his head and smiled, "It's a pity to die here, but this place is no longer my call!"

Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, and he gently crushed the strand of holy hair.

"The power of 550 levels of suppression is enough to bury an ordinary half-saint and cut off the immortal thoughts."

"It seems that this level is the destruction of thoughts!"

Qin Xuan looked leisurely, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at the old man.

"It's not a question of killing thoughts. If you can pass a question, you can live. If you can't, you will die!"

"I am transformed by the remaining thoughts of the saint, and I swallowed the dark energy of this place to prolong my life. I have perished here before, and I don't know how many saints will come after me."

The old man smiled leisurely, "Life and death are up to you."

"Ask!" Qin Xuan said lightly, looking at the old man quietly.

The old man smiled slightly, he was silent for a while, and then slowly spoke.

"Where is the way?"

Just four words, but Qin Xuan couldn't help but chuckle.

"Where is the way?"

He looked at the old man, and the smile on his face seemed to disappear.

Instead, there was an indescribable melancholy.

"If the truth is under your feet, it's probably too vague, and it's hard for you to pass this level!"

"Leave this broken holy ladder, it seems that you just want to find an answer!"

Qin Xuan looked at the old man quietly, he lifted up his white clothes, sat down, and closed his eyes in deep thought.

One question, but it represents two choices of life and death. Even the saints fell here. It can be seen that this question is not so easy to answer.

7.6 billion years ago, this old man was already the first saint in the East Region, but he fell into the underworld and was willing to be buried in this netherworld.

7.6 billion years, he laid this broken holy ladder to find a successor, or, he was also looking for an answer.

There are too many ways to test the comers, but the simpler the score, the more difficult it is.

Only four words, but they must meet the heart of this saint and achieve what this saint wants.

Qin Xuan sat cross-legged quietly, and the old man was not in a hurry, and sat down slowly as well.

In the darkness, even the sound of breathing did not exist. This was in the sea of ​​consciousness, isolating everything.

As time passed, almost two hours passed, and Qin Xuan still did not answer.

Until, Qin Xuan's eyes slowly opened, quietly looking at the old man.

"Do you have an answer?"

The old man stared at Qin Xuan, as if waiting.

"The answer has long been there, but how can the answer that can pass this level be the same as the answer that can solve your doubts!?"

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, "I came here to take your holy essence, which can be regarded as a little cause and effect, so I will solve this confusion for you, as a result."

The old man's face was slightly shocked, and then he laughed out loud, "Haha, little guy, you are so arrogant."

"It's really interesting, even the two saints in the past were not as arrogant as you."

He set up the level and made questions.

But someone not only wanted to break the level and solve the problem, but also taught him a lesson.

The most important thing is that he is still a golden immortal, and he is a saint.

Qin Xuan looked at the old man and spoke slowly.

"What you are asking for must be the regret of the past!"

"He was once the first saint in the East Region. Although he did not become the Great Emperor, he was also a master in the fairy world and the top of all living beings!"

"There are few things that you cannot do and regret!"

"It won't be immortality. You haven't even become the Great Emperor, so how can you talk about immortality? You are not qualified to get involved."

"Strong enemy, no!"

"What is left behind should be the regret of reincarnation!"

Qin Xuan's pupils reflected the old man's slightly surprised expression.

"Regrets of samsara, among mortals, people often fantasize about samsara, reincarnation, and can make up for the regrets."

"Unfortunately, the world is beyond our control. Since it is a regret, how can it be easily made up!"

"If the regrets can be easily made up, it would not be a regret, and it would not be something that could make people, immortals, saints, and emperors helpless and unforgettable!"

His words made the old man silent.

"It seems that she or he is very important to you!"

"Seventy-six billion years, the obsession has not been resolved!"

Qin Xuan paused slightly when he said this.

The old man looked at Qin Xuan, and his eyes revealed a terrifying light.

"It seems that you are much more extraordinary than I thought." The old man spoke in a low voice.

Qin Xuan smiled without denying, and he spoke again, "Where is the Tao? People always like to keep it a mystery, but the world is not controlled by people. Every moment of time passing is the Tao. People walk on the Tao, but the Tao is not controlled by people!"

"The Tao is under my feet, the Tao is when I look back, and the Tao is also when I look far away!"

"The Tao is everywhere!"

"Once the Saint of the East Region, the world is ruthless, the Tao is not controlled by people, you mayThere is hatred here, and there is regret in reincarnation, but this regret in reincarnation is also a reason for its existence, and it is also the way of heaven and earth. "

"If people can be easily resurrected after death, if people can be preserved in reincarnation after death, and the world can easily make up for their regrets, isn't it too ridiculous?"

"It is precisely because there are regrets in reincarnation and the dead cannot be reincarnated that all living beings know the importance of life. It is precisely because time is irreversible and life span is limited that all living beings can cherish the world."

Qin Xuan smiled lightly, and he no longer looked at the old man.

"Saint of the East Region, your original body has died, but when you fell, looking back, is the so-called regret really a regret? "

Qin Xuan couldn't help but smile at this sentence.

In his previous life, that regret even made him die in the fantasy world.

But when he was reborn, his parents were no longer in this world.

The result seemed different.

But, would he, Qin Changqing, feel regret?

Even in his previous life, his father was on the sickbed and hated him for not fighting, but in the end, he still didn't blame him.

Perhaps, for his parents, protecting him was willing to die.

Qin Xuan said to himself, "The world is beyond our control, but why bother asking about the world!"

"Everything has its beginning and end. Don't ask about everything, and you will get the result in the end!"

"As for the result, whether it is right, wrong, good or bad, what difference does it make!"

"You have come to this point. You know it is irreversible, but you are unwilling and reluctant."

"What if you can't let it go? What if you can let it go? "

"It's just a cage for yourself, a grave for regret, and a place to bury yourself!"

Qin Xuan raised his head slightly and looked at the old man, with only calmness in his eyes.

"You knew the result of becoming a saint, but you just didn't want to accept it!"

"In my hometown, there is a Buddhist saying, there is nothing, where can dust be raised?"

Qin Xuan stood up slowly, looking at the old man who seemed to be in deep thought, and asked a question instead.

"What is regret?"

"Or why are you unwilling to give up!"

After the voice fell, the old man suddenly raised his head and looked at Qin Xuan.

For more than ten breaths, there was not even a wave in his eyes.

Immediately, there was a loud laugh.

This laugh seemed to laugh at the world, his life, and himself.