fox repair

Mo Chen didn't expect that he would be imprisoned in this octagonal room for ten years.

Originally on the third day of the prison, he thought that his primordial spirit would die, and was obliterated by this world's backlash against the Dzogchen monks in the concentrating period, but he did not expect that he would survive, and the energy of the primordial spirit did not change. No longer continue to cut down over time.

During the first three years in the Bajiao House, for more than 1000 days and nights, Mo Chen almost experienced the illusion he saw on the first day when he came here: Ning Yuan left, Ah Jiu died, the ten thousand year snow lotus was shattered, and all hope disappeared.At first Mo Chen was almost driven crazy by this illusion, and almost lost his temper, but in the end he gradually became numb, even if he saw Ning Yuan die in front of him, his heart would no longer feel pain.

In the fourth year, those nightmarish illusions finally changed, and Mo Chen actually began to look back on his life, from when he was a fox cub until now.After another three years and a thousand years, Mo Chen watched his life replay in front of his eyes like a lantern. From this perspective, he could see more clearly what he had gained and what he had lost. The octagonal house turned, Between gain and loss, fame and wealth, love and hate, joy and sorrow, it seems that many things can be taken lightly, let go, and forgotten.

From the seventh year onwards, the scene displayed in the rotation of the octagonal house has changed to the changes of the vicissitudes of life, the alternation of the stars, the sun and the moon. Mo Chen sits quietly in the center of the octagonal house and no longer rotates with the rotation of the house, just like the Lord of Creation , looking indifferently at everything in front of him, seeing the end of the universe from the ancient times, and seeing the extinction of all things from the beginning of the world.

Another three years passed like this, and in the last year, everything disappeared, and the rotating octagonal room turned into an endless dark space, leaving only Mo Chen himself, and even himself ceased to exist in the end.He couldn't feel his breath, his heartbeat, his thoughts, his emotions... It was as if he was dead.

He and the world he lived in died together.

……

The door of the octagonal room opened wide, and a beam of light split the darkness, allowing Mo Chen to walk out.

"Young master, did you rest well last night?"

Ten years indoors, but only one night outdoors.

The owner Huang of Bajiao Villa had already been waiting at the door with a kind smile on his face.

No matter how long the actual time has passed, for Mo Chen, he has really lived in the octagonal room for ten years.He hadn't seen the sun for ten years and was trapped by illusions. It stands to reason that as the instigator, the old man of the Octagonal Villa should hide as far away as possible when he sees the sufferer. There is absolutely no reason to take the initiative to approach him.But he didn't seem to worry at all that Mo Chen, who had regained his freedom, would retaliate.

When Mo Chen came out, Fengling Beast and Ajiu were already waiting outside. Ajiu hadn't changed in any way compared to before, but Fengling Beast was much quieter, and even turned into a female body, wearing a red dress quietly Standing aside, he didn't jump over the first time he saw Mo Chen as usual.

At this time, another octagonal room adjacent to Mo Chen also opened the door, Yuhua walked out slowly, and everyone looked over after hearing the sound.

This person said it was Yuhua, but it didn't feel like Yuhua anymore. Although she was still the same person, her expression and demeanor were completely different from the Lord Yuhua before entering the Octagonal House.She took off the precious hairpin on her head, her black hair hung down behind her back unadorned, and her clothes changed from flirty translucent tulle to a plain white dress.The hostility and gloom that had always been hidden between her brows and eyes had been swept away now, her eyes were like a quiet lake, there was a kind of transparency without waves, and indifference after all the vicissitudes of life.

"Honor Yuhua?" Feng Ling Beast was the first to sense something was wrong, and stepped forward to test carefully.

But Yuhua just glanced at Fengling Beast lightly, without saying a word, went straight to the owner of the Huang village, and then made a move that shocked everyone - she actually bowed down in front of the mortal old man, respectfully Piously gave the gift of a nephew.

"Disciple Yuhuameng has transformed into an immortal for a hundred years, and there is no way to repay the favor of re-creation. From now on, he will no longer be disturbed by obsessions, concentrate on the Tao, and return to the immortal path."

Zhuang Zhuang hurriedly helped Yu Huaxu up, chuckled, but didn't say much, his brows and eyes were crooked like crescent moons, showing a bit of the elder's compassion.

The Fengling Beast at the side felt even more strange when it heard this.

Centennialization? !No, it's only one year!She entered the octagonal house last night and was locked up for a year before she came out. She reviewed many things that she hadn't noticed before, and felt emotional for a while, but only after she came out did she realize that it was only a night.She was just feeling strange, how could she have spent a hundred years in that weird octagonal house after listening to Lord Yuhua's tone? !

After Yuhua got up, she looked at the crowd silently, but in the end, without saying a word, she turned into a light and flew away from Bajiao Villa, missing her whereabouts.

Seeing Yuhua like this, Fengling Beast was puzzled, and secretly asked Ah Jiu who was silent at the side: "Hey, how long do you think you have been locked up in that octagonal room?"

Ah Jiu: "One night."

Fengling Beast: "I'm not talking about the real time, I'm talking about the time you think you're in the octagonal house!"

Ah Jiu: "One night."

Phoenix Feather Beast: "..."

The owner of the Huang Zhuang watched Yuhua's escaping light go away, stroked his white beard silently, nodded slightly in satisfaction, and then moved his eyes to Mo Chen.

Yuhua has undergone such a big change, which is really unexpected by Fengling Beast. She thought that after a year of retreat and reflection, she had gained a lot of experience, but she did not expect Yuhua to be completely reborn, a completely different person. When she saw the owner of the Huang village looking at Mo Chen, she seemed to realize something, and hurriedly looked over to Mo Chen, and she saw Mo Chen walking towards the owner of the Huang village.

Just when Feng Ling Beast thought that Mo Chen would kneel down and salute Huang Zhuang Master like Yu Hua did, Mo Chen spoke.

"We have already stayed overnight in the octagonal house in accordance with the request of the owner of Huang. Now let the owner of Huang lead the way and take me to find the baby's tomb."

Although the indifferent voice had a kind of calmness that didn't match Mo Chen's temperament in the past, there was a little bit of determination and threat in the words.

The owner of the Huang village was completely stunned, as if he hadn't thought that this was the first thing Mo Chen said after he walked out of the octagonal room.

Glancing at Mo Chen's overturned palm, seeing the icy sharp blade condensed in his palm, Zhuang Zhuang raised his eyebrows slightly, suddenly shook his head and laughed, and then made a gesture of please without saying a word.

Mo Chen didn't expect that the owner of Huangzhuang would be so happy, so he was a little hesitant.

"Why, don't you want to find the baby's grave?"

Mo Chen followed with a sullen face, Feng Ling Beast and Ah Jiu followed naturally.

Owner Huang led the way ahead, and every time they passed an octagonal house, the octagonal house would turn on the spot, and soon Mo Chen lost his way in these rotating octagonal houses, he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north, and the surrounding area. It's a view I haven't seen before.The yellow old man walked like flying, he seemed to be familiar with the route, his pace became faster and faster, and finally led them to the foot of a mountain.

The golden bell hanging on Mo Chen's waist began to ring.

"This is the place where the baby was buried back then." Village Master Huang pointed to the grave at the foot of the mountain.

Since Jinling is ringing, there must be thousands of years of snow lotus petals buried here, which cannot be faked.Mo Chen didn't say hello to Village Master Huang, he just slapped the tomb with his palm, splitting the grass-covered grave in half.

But to Mo Chen's surprise, the owner of Huang Zhuang didn't stop him from being born, he didn't even exclaim in surprise, he just watched Mo Chen digging the grave quietly, watching him take out a small wooden coffin from inside , watching him open the lid of the coffin, and even watching him put a white petal glowing with holy light in the coffin into the storage bag.

From the beginning to the end, the owner of Huang did not say a word, and he was not at all curious why there was no bone remains in the coffin, but a piece of snow lotus petal.

The goal was achieved, and Mo Chen didn't want to waste any more time. He glanced at the tomb that had been completely destroyed by him, without the slightest bit of shame. With a look, he fled away, as if he was afraid that if he stayed for a while, these people would activate the strange magic circle of Bajiao Villa and trap him here.

Village Master Huang stood with his hands behind his back, watching them leave all the time, when a man appeared out of nowhere, he was the first middle-aged man who was "beaten" out of the octagonal room by Mo Chen before.

"I didn't expect that little fox to be so obsessed, even after ten years, he still didn't forget to take this ten-thousand-year snow lotus petal." The middle-aged man sighed softly.

Master Huang smiled wryly, "Not only is he deeply obsessed, but also very cunning. He even saw through the mystery of the octagonal house, pretended to be enlightened, and came out of it in only ten years. Even we have been fooled."

"So it seems that someone is really going to ascend recently, right?"

The owner of Huang Zhuang didn't answer immediately, and after a long while he sighed, "It's okay, it's been tens of millions of years, and it's been a long time since the Xian family has had a newcomer..."

The two of you chatted with each other, and there was some morality in the words, but the two of them were just mortals without cultivation, and they couldn't see half of their cultivation. They didn't turn around until Mo Chen and his party completely disappeared into the sky. Leaving, the figure slowly disappeared in the streets of Bajiao Villa, and finally disappeared.

The originally bustling Bajiao Villa returned to calm again, and no one could be found, just like what Mo Chen and the others saw when they first came.

The sixteen-character mantras engraved on the bottom of countless octagonal prisms in the villa are shimmering, and together they form a song for children in the mortal world to read.

"The heaven and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is prehistoric, the sun and the moon are full and flat, and the morning and night are arranged. The cold comes and goes, the autumn harvests and the winter hides, and the rest is full of age, and the law and the sun..."

There is no good or evil, no right and wrong in the ballad, and what is listed is just everything in this world.

Formless and nameless, the ancestor of all things.Mysterious and mysterious, the door to all wonders.

Everything in the world is born of being, and being is born of nothing.Existence and non-existence are born together, but you can know that it is in the sky and the earth, and the Tao is in the emptiness.