The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 66 My heart is like a knife, cutting through delusions! (1)

Song Lanyi looked at the torrent of time behind her and didn't say anything, just sighed quietly.

"Heaven and earth are the reverse journey of all things; time is the passer-by of hundreds of generations."

She looked at the girl, picked up a fallen flower in the torrent, and saw that it flourished and withered in time.

Then, she said calmly, "Through this journey, I still say the same thing. I don't care about the truth or falsehood of other people's words. For me, as long as I have experienced it, it is true."

She raised the flower in her hand and said seriously, "When you don't see this flower, the world has no color of flowers. When you see this flower, the color of this flower becomes clear for a moment."

Seeing that the girl was listening attentively, Song Lanyi smiled and said, "When I didn't look at this flower, the color of this flower was the same. But can we say that this flower is fake? Can we say that this flower does not exist in the world?

?From this we can see that truth and falsehood in the world are a matter of eternity. Even if we sit and debate for hundreds of years, it is still difficult to distinguish."

The girl looked at Song Lanyi and suddenly smiled, "Maybe you are right. But if it is true, it must be good, and if it is false, it must be wrong? The world calls me the Dream Master, just because I have the secret technique of reincarnation - Big Dream

Three thousand. Today, you can experience it."

Song Lanyi subconsciously felt that this so-called "experience" was not that simple.

She felt her eyes darken, and her consciousness fell into a trance.

The dreamer looked at where Song Lanyi was sitting, calmly took away a white piece, placed it on the chessboard, and whispered, "The first life, the Six Animals Path."

The sunspot has settled.

She dropped another child and said softly, "The second life is the path of hungry ghosts."

She looked up and saw that Song Lanyi's consciousness in the picture was chaotic, and seemed to have a tendency to become conscious. However, due to the instinct of the hungry ghost realm, he had to suppress his nature and struggled to survive in it.

The dreamer started again and said quietly to her in the picture, "Is life bitter or not?"

Song Lanyi looked at the unknown source of the sound and argued instinctively, "It's not bitter! If my heart is like a knife, I know my heart and see my nature, and break through all illusions, how can life be said to be bitter?"

The dreamer shook his head and chuckled, "I'm obsessed with it."

She made a move again.

"The third life, hell realm."

What the dreamer did not say is that the hell realm is the most painful of the six realms of desire.

Here, all sentient beings suffer from being chopped, stabbed, grinded, and pounded, their skins and flesh are torn, and they suffer to death. When the body is blown by the cold wind, the wounds heal, the body is resurrected, and they suffer again. They continue to suffer in this way until the karma is exhausted.

Get out of this hell of endless pain.

After doing all this, the dreamer casually scattered the chess pieces on the ground.

She shook her head indifferently, "This situation is over. The Tao Fruit of this life should be returned to me."

She took another look at Song Lanyi, who was gradually becoming unconscious due to the heart-breaking pain.

For a moment, even the dreamer's cold temperament couldn't help but feel a trace of regret.

With Song Lanyi's opportunities and character, even she can't guarantee how far she will be able to achieve enlightenment in the future.

But Song Lanyi happened to come to this secret realm, and her current cultivation level was only at the eighth level.

As long as she has the strength of a great scholar, her soul will not be so weak that it is almost disintegrated because she cannot bear the pain of hell.

"Bitter... or not..."

In the hell realm, Song Lanyi endured the pain of being burned by karma. Gradually, she seemed to feel that time here gradually slowed down.

Her face has long been distorted, what is true or false, what is bitter or sweet, at this moment, it is no longer important.

Because at the time of life and death, these things are so pale and powerless.

But in the endless pain, Song Lanyi's mind was like the yellowed film of a silent film, replaying the past experiences one by one.

During the struggle, a touch of faith gradually emerged.

If she leaves, how will her father survive?

She wants to live.

Even if she crawls out of hell, even if she is bruised and bruised, she will still survive.

For...the one you love.

In the fire of karma, a drop of clear tears slipped from the corner of Song Lanyi's eyes.

However, these tears are definitely not because of pain, but because of love

I want to...see you again.

Miss you so much...

Wait when I get home.

At this moment, in the outside world.

The black stream flows slowly, and the white bone lanterns glow with a solemn color. In the center of the endless, misty lake is a familiar palace.

At this moment, the treasure maps in the hands of both demons and humans all pointed to the interior of the palace.

There was a look of fiery greed in the demon's eyes.

If the direction pointed by the treasure map is correct, the final chance of becoming a saint is hidden in this palace.

The most talented and beautiful people in ancient and modern times are like crucian carp crossing the river, but how many people can finally climb the holy road?

Therefore, this opportunity is enough to make everyone crazy about it.

But among the crowd, Zhu Xulin glanced at the crowd, but felt worried in his heart.

Song Lanyi...where did she go?

With Song Lanyi's ability, she wouldn't be able to get the complete treasure map...

Zhou Xi also noticed something was wrong and asked quietly, "Where is Yiyi?"

Among the monsters, there were those with keen senses. When they heard this, they immediately mocked, "Haha, Song Lanyi is not here? You think too highly of her! In the end, she is just an eighth-level speculator.

.She didn’t participate in this opportunity, but I looked down upon her. She is self-aware!”

After saying this, he burst out laughing, thinking that his words were extremely humorous.

However, when his laughter subsided, he found that not only the human race, but also some of the demons and barbarians of the same race were looking at him with extremely strange eyes.

That Hunduo even snorted coldly, "You trash, keep your mouth shut! If she really comes, you will definitely be the first to be killed!"

Able to steal the treasure map among their numerous monsters and float away unscathed.

How could this Song Lanyi be an ordinary person?

It is this kind of fool who would judge cultivation based solely on realm.

Because Hunduo has a trace of Chaos blood, he is naturally a bit nobler than other demons and barbarians.

Even though he scolded him mercilessly, the demon who laughed just now could only knock out his teeth and swallow blood. He suppressed his expression, bent down and bowed his head, and said yes again and again.

Just as everyone gathered at the entrance of the main hall, trying their best to open the door... the whole palace suddenly trembled.

I saw the vermilion door slowly opening to both sides.

The moment the door opened, the decaying and vicissitudes of time rushed towards me.

The eerily lifelike statue of a female child appeared in front of everyone.

Before they could recover from the impact, a dense crowd suddenly appeared inside the hall.

Immediately there were exclamations among the human race and demon barbarian groups.

"Hu Ming? Why are you here? Where did the butterflies on your body come from?"

"Snake Wu, what happened to you? Weren't you killed by the human race?"

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First update today~

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