Two straight lines that cross each other?

What does that mean?

Xiaomeng's predecessor's words made Yingyuan stunned, and then the whole person reacted.

The birds and the fish in his mouth are two parallel lines, one in the sky and the other at the bottom of the water, and they can only look at each other but not keep each other.

In fact, there are many monks in Buddhism who have their own understanding of the way of love, although they have to go to the empty realm in the end, but these monks' attainments in the word love are far more profound than ordinary people imagine. The reason for this is because the Buddha is in the red dust.

On the contrary, it is the opposite of the people in the Daomen.

The Taoist gate has a saying that the Taishang forgets love, has the way of the unity of heaven and man, and the nature of preaching is the way of everything.

Playing in the red dust and rolling in the red dust are two completely different situations.

Straight lines that cross each other...... Except for the first point of contact, then the rest of the time will only run in different directions, and there will be no more convergence until the end of the world, until the world is destroyed. Unless time is reversed, there will never be another day of remittance.

If the bird and the fish are just parallel lines, or even just a crush, just like you stand on a bridge and look at the scenery, and the person watching the scenery is watching you from upstairs. The two sides themselves are not in the same world, it is just pure parallelism, and in the end, it only touches itself.

But the straight lines that cross are different.

At this moment, Yingyuan understood the unbelievable mentality of Xiaomeng's predecessors.

The point of convergence is the beginning of love, but it is also the end of love.

“……”

opened his mouth, and at the end Ying Yuan didn't say anything, just folded his hands and said, "Amitabha." ”

Head.

With his eyes slightly closed, Xiaomeng spread out his arms and made a gesture of hugging the void.

In the corners of his eyes, a little teardrop has oozed out of him.

Purple fluorescent dots the face.

In the depths of her mind, Xiaomeng came to the deepest part of her own memory.

That's—

One summer.

The mountains are undulating, the cold wind is blowing constantly, and the white snowflakes are constantly falling. At that time, she was still young, and she didn't know why it snowed in June, and how could a little girl who was only six years old know about these things? She just thinks it's beautiful and beautiful.

In the blazing summer, how can it not be beautiful to suddenly see snow falling in the sky?

For anyone, it was a spectacle.

At that time, of course, Xiaomeng didn't know what the reason was, even if she was shivering from the cold, she only thought it was fun and beautiful, and it wasn't until later that she knew the root cause of this scene.

It's martial arts!

It's swordsmanship!

It is a set of supreme swordsmanship that can affect the celestial phenomena.

It is called the Snowflake Sword.

This is a set that requires men and women to practice together, and it can only be achieved by a lover who understands his feelings.

What he saw that day, Xiao Meng later realized that it was just the day of the birth of the Snowflake Divine Sword. Then, the Snow Flower Sword was passed on to the Snow Maiden, and after another day of reappearance, the Snow Flower Sword was completely sealed by the Snow Maiden, leaving only the secret book, and no longer used for cultivation.

Xiaomeng looked down on her, but she also envied her.

And the wind and snow are no longer beautiful.

In the snow of June for the first time, Xiaomeng, who was just a child, saw the man for the first time.

There is no black mask, no black robe to cover the body, no crescent moon on the head.

At that time, she saw a supreme master.

It is a celestial being, a god.

The white snow gave the body, and did not stay on the body, but seemed to fall into the furnace, and the whole body turned into white gas and reverberated around the body.

In the eyes of the young Xiaomeng, she saw a fairy god who soared through the clouds and mist in the wind and snow.

Blessed to the heart, Xiaomeng made a move that he regrets for the rest of his life.

Kneel.

Apprentice.

It's the original, it's fate, it's a catastrophe.

Then, the man seemed taken aback, rather surprised.

What he saw along the way was that ordinary people were afraid of encountering that kind of situation, and they wanted to avoid it in advance. There are those who are afraid, those who are worried, those who are afraid, those who run away, those who kneel on the ground begging for mercy, and those who even take food to prostrate.

But never a child ever knelt down to worship the teacher.

In a pair of big eyes, there is a vision for the future and a yearning for the unknown.

Singular and pure.

There is no diversity of adult minds, as pure as a child's heart. Even because of the thin clothes on her body, the whole person trembled under the sudden weather, and her entire lips began to turn blue, but the girl still stared at him quietly with her big bright eyes.

"Oh?"

"Little girl, aren't you afraid of me?"

"Don't be afraid! Because you look like the sun and make people feel warm. ”

"Really? It's the first time I've been described like that. Little girl, what's your name? ”

"Xiaomeng!"

"It turned out to be you." The man seemed to think of something about the name reported by the little girl, and was a little surprised, "Although you and I are destined, I will not accept you as an apprentice." Dao Yuan is natural, you should be a person in the Daomen, and you should be my guide. ”

"But as the fate of you and me, as the leader of the future, I will give you a gift."

With that, the man stepped forward, pointed at the little girl's eyebrows, and passed something extra on his body in that situation directly to the other party, which was engraved in the depths of the little girl's mind.

After the snowstorm, there was no one to be seen.

A girl of no more than seven years old was left alone and collapsed to the ground.

After a long time, Xiaomeng, who woke up again, looked inexplicable, she didn't know what happened, she didn't know why she fainted to the ground, but when she woke up again, she just patted the dirt on her body and returned home.

It's just that since then, Xiaomeng's body has changed.

However, in just one year, Xiaomeng had nightmares every day, and people showed signs of premature aging, the whole hair began to turn white, and there was an uncontrollable force in itself.

This caused Xiaomeng to suffer great criticism in the village, and the people in the village felt that she was jealous of the heavens, abandoned by the gods, and was the source of the disaster, and even her parents were greatly implicated.

In a short period of time, Xiaomeng saw the warmth and coldness of life.

When she was more than seven years old, after the war, the entire village was completely destroyed, and the whole village was slaughtered, and she was the only child left. Then, she was accepted by the people of the Daomen Heavenly Sect who passed by, worshiped the Daomen, defeated the six Tianzong elders at the age of eight, and finally became the closed disciple of the Northern Hell Son.

It was not until many years later that Xiaomeng regained her sealed memories and learned the name of the man who taught her in her dreams.

Yue Yuan.

Bad fate.

made her ascend to immortality with one hand, but also made her fall into the abyss with one hand.

……

It's a story and a rumor.

Yingyuan's small eyebrows were almost wrinkled, and his little face was even more crowded together.

Really.

What you are most afraid of, the development of things tends to gallop away in this direction.

The previous fears finally became a reality, confirming the speculation in my mind.

But what does the word "guide" mean?

When this doubt was churning in his heart, Yingyuan did ask another question: "Senior, was the original village really destroyed in the war?" ”

"Guess!" Xiaomeng smiled, her smile as pure as a child many years ago.

The night is getting colder and colder.