Heavenly practice

Shen's mother stayed here with Shen Zhuo for half a year. In the past six months, Zhou Le, Lu Lin and others did not show up tacitly. Shen Zhuo also accompanied Shen's mother to play and go shopping with peace of mind. In the evening, he accompanied his mother to watch family dramas and then returned home. Room code word.

That's right, he finally agreed to Zhou Le to finish writing.

Since everyone is waiting for an ending, he will give them an ending.

The established ending will not change, because that is the path that everyone walks down, and it will not change just because he is the author.

The more he wrote, the more he felt that he hadn't really cut off the connection with that fantasy world. Every time he typed a word, he could catch a glimpse of familiar scenes. He thought it was the déjà vu left over from time travel, but When he finished typing a chapter of the plot, scenes that he had never seen before appeared in his mind, even contrary to the plot he wrote, but the final ending went to the direction he arranged.

He saw Xue Junmi die, Qin Huang's Kunyue passed through his chest, and he also saw Long Xiang imprisoned under the Santu Peak, dying and struggling, being burned by the fire of Nirvana every day, dying and resurrecting again, and reincarnated countless times. Unable to escape, seeing Xuanyu and Yunyun's death fight attracted Yunqin who had never shown his face before, and also saw that the people of Central Continent had gone through hundreds of years of vicissitudes, and the Hanging Forest faced the siege of the human race again and again, life and death withered and flourishing, endless stream breath, but no one has ever seen that tall silver-haired demigod.

He sat in the real world, but silently looked down on all of this with the eyes of heaven like a real god, seeing the only Tianming Pavilion in the world with the heaven in his heart, being pressed by Santu Peak every step of the way, and the girl covered in black veil "Looking" at him calmly, and staring at him quietly.

Shen Zhuo wanted to talk to her more than once, but he seemed to be suppressed by another powerful force, unable to open his mouth.

Maybe he is also in someone else's world, maybe it's a book, or a comic, who knows whether the world in front of him is real or not, or maybe he's crazy and keeps having hallucinations.

He was so calm that Shen's mother was afraid.

She watched her son accompany her as if he was fulfilling his last wish, and even started to bring up marriage and partner, but never said he liked him, and watched him accompany her with a smile, no longer mentioning work novels, but felt that he was with everyone People are isolated.

"Are you leaving?"

At the beginning of the new year, Zhou Le called and asked him, "Auntie is almost scared to death by you, and thinks you are abnormal."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while before Shen Zhuo's flat voice sounded, "I also feel like I'm going crazy. For six months, I even feel that the world I live in is fake..."

Zhou Le was dumbfounded, "How could this be..."

"Every time I write a word, I can see the scene of that world, and I can even see the short life of an ordinary person I have never seen before. From birth to death, I even... saw his reincarnation."

The hoarse and dull voice came through the current like the roar of a seriously ill person, "Zhou Le, I feel like my brain is about to explode."

Zhou Le also panicked, "Why didn't you tell me?!"

"I have no idea……"

Shen Zhuo closed his eyes, "I feel like I have experienced many, many years, countless countless years, I can't see anything, I am so empty and lonely that I feel flustered, like a patient who will never die, I can only watch the time go by every day ..."

There was no sound on the other end of the phone, only the sound of heavy breathing. After a long while, a sentence came from the other end, "I'll find you."

In this lively New Year's Eve, Shen Zhuo locked himself in the room alone, listening to Shen's mother crying softly outside the door, he felt as if he had sunk into an endless dark abyss, falling continuously , the wind blows through the whole body, there is no time, there is no end.

There were violent impacts and cries in his ears, Shen Zhuo seemed to hear countless people calling his name, countless faces flashed in front of his eyes, those he had seen, those he hadn't seen, from life to death, from death to death Rebirth, reincarnation, reincarnation, world transformation, vicissitudes of life, everything rushed into his mind.

He cried out in pain, but didn't hear his own voice.

Suddenly everything became quiet, the surroundings were dark and peaceful, and a pair of deep purple eyes silently appeared in front of him, looking at him indifferently.

"..."

Shen Zhuo seemed to be trapped in a huge vortex, and opened his mouth suddenly to spit it out.

In an instant, countless noisy voices appeared in his ears, and he tried to open his eyes, and recognized Zhou Le's terrified face.

"I'm fine..."

Shen Zhuo opened his mouth and was startled by his hoarse voice, and immediately a nurse beside him pressed his hand, and he realized that he was sent to the hospital again at some point, and his hand had another needle.

"……What's wrong with me?"

"Dizzy and vomited, lost consciousness, no matter how much you shouted, you didn't move. The hospital suspects that you have food poisoning."

Zhou Le's face was very ugly, "You are really capable of tossing around, almost scared your mother to death!"

"Where's my mother?"

"At home, I didn't let her come over. I will call her later to report that she is safe."

"Um……"

Shen Zhuo closed his eyes and opened them again, let the nurse out, turned to look at Zhou Le, "I finished the manuscript."

Zhou Le almost collapsed, "Boss, what are you doing? I feel very guilty about you, okay? I didn't force you to finish it in half a year, so you don't want to die!"

"I'm afraid it's too late, listen to me, I feel something is wrong."

Shen Zhuo grabbed his arm, his eyes were serious, "He is forcing me to go back."

Zhou Le was taken aback for a moment, but didn't react, "...who?"

"Chang Ming."

"long--"

Zhou Le's eyes widened, "Are you joking?"

Shen Zhuo looked at him coldly.

Zhou Le swallowed suddenly, "Did you... see him?"

"..."

Shen Zhuo shook his head and lowered his eyes, "But I saw everything he wanted me to see."

Zhou Le was puzzled, "What?"

"He imprisoned Long Xiang under the Santu Peak, burned it with the fire of Nirvana day and night, kept dying and resurrecting again and again, begging for death, he forced Daxia back every inch, and at the same time forced all the members of the Chaori tribe back into the Heavenly Destiny Pavilion .”

Shen Zhuo clenched his fists tightly, "Even Xue Junmi died under Kunyue's sword, the next one is Bai Ruying and the others..."

"... Xue Junmi is dead?"

Zhou Le was slightly surprised, and suddenly thought of something, "Did you update?"

"No, you can change it for me."

"Wait! What are you trying to do?"

Zhou Le suddenly panicked, "Don't be impulsive."

"Didn't you say I can't fall in love?"

Shen Zhuo bent the corner of his mouth towards him, "I plan to review and review, and go back to World War II."

Zhou Le stared at him, "Are you serious?"

Shen Zhuo smiled but said nothing.

"Fuck, my bitch..."

Zhou Le smacked his mouth and took his hand, "Shen Zhuo, did you forget your mother? Those people are actually just characters in the book, fake, all fake, you just treat it as a dream..."

Dream?

The image of that person holding his hand and questioning himself on Wangqing Lake once again appeared in his mind, and now Shen Zhuo is also asking himself, can all of that be regarded as a dream?

Yes, but the dream was too real, so real that he couldn't tell the dividing line between reality and dream.

"In just half a year, I seem to have lived countless lives for countless people. I almost forgot who I am, but I finally woke up."

"Zhou Le."

"I don't listen, you can calm down for another half a year."

"Zhou Le."

Shen Zhuo looked at him, "I will be back."

Zhou Le sneered, "Do you think you are a god?"

"I am not a goddess."

Shen Zhuo raised the corner of his mouth, "I am the omnipotent Heavenly Dao."