Wow!

In the main hall, I saw the right hand of the rain listening, just touched the mirror, and the next moment, the originally dim reincarnation mirror suddenly bloomed with monstrous colorful brilliance, and a rich and incomparably reincarnation breath poured out from the reincarnation mirror crazily, sweeping all directions...

Poo!

At this time, a slight sound came, and the next moment, there were sudden ripples on the originally calm mirror, and then, a long and clear picture of twilight gradually began to emerge on the mirror...

On the mirror of reincarnation, the mirror shows the smoke and dust of the three thousand mortal worlds, all the clouds and smoke of the past that have passed away, whether it is the entanglement of love and hate, or the parting of life and death, and the various states of the world, are all like a movie, manifested one by one on the mirror, so that people can see everything in the past as if they were there...

Brush!

On the mirror of reincarnation, the light is flourishing, and one ancient picture after another, with the surging breath of reincarnation, is rapidly circulating, changing, changing, and clearly presented on the mirror...

In the main hall, in front of the reincarnation mirror, Yu Tingyin's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, her expression was lost for a while, and she quietly looked at the pictures in front of her, at this moment, she suddenly had a strange feeling in her heart, she suddenly felt that her mind seemed to have come to the past period of time, accompanied by the flow of the pictures, constantly rising and falling, witnessing the unforgettable years...

Rushing!

On the mirror of reincarnation, the breath of reincarnation is surging, and the pictures that carry the various states of the world are changing rapidly, almost flashing away, just a moment of effort, and nearly 100 pictures have been circulated on it...

Before the reincarnation mirror, Yu Tingyin was silent for a long time, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at the reincarnation mirror without blinking, as if he was afraid of missing any picture. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this moment, all the attention of Yu Tingyin, all the body, mind and emotions, are completely invested in the scene on the reincarnation mirror, happy with the joy on the picture, sad with the pain on the picture, almost unable to extricate himself...

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Time passed quickly, and the pictures on the mirror continued to flow, I don't know how long it had been, but at this moment, I saw that on the mirror of reincarnation, the picture of the fifth world had already appeared.

In other words, at this moment, Yu Tingyin has also seen the past of the entire five lifetimes.

In the past of these five generations, Yu Tingyin has seen countless pictures...

The top of a snowy cliff.

She saw a majestic man in an emperor's robe, standing on the cliff, looking up at the sky with his hands in his hands, and an invincible aura surging on him, showing thousands of pride.

In the boundless wind, the snowflakes in the sky kept falling, but he never moved, like an invincible emperor in the snow, arrogant and existing, letting the snowflakes fall all over his clothes, dyeing his long flying hair...

Behind the man in the emperor robe, a delicate figure, holding a green umbrella, stood quietly in the wind and snow, speechless for a long time.

Whew!

A gust of wind blew, blowing her snow-white dress, blowing away her green silk like a waterfall, but she didn't realize it, at this moment, she seemed to forget the wind and snow, forgot the cold, forgot everything...

At this moment, in her eyes, there was nothing else, only the man in front of her...

In the wind and snow, the woman looked at the majestic and posture obsessively, a pair of beautiful eyes, full of affection and expectation, as if longing for the man's turn, but after a long time, the man seemed to have never found the woman, never turned around, leaving the woman with endless grief and heartache...

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In that life, the chaos of the times.

Under the ancient Shifang tree, she saw a woman in white, kneeling silently under the tree, day and night, with tears, writing poems of peace...

Time passes, and the originally empty ten-square tree has long been hung with talisman paper full of wishes, but the former Shaohua is long gone, and he has been stumbling for half a life, and he has finally missed the passing years of a lifetime...

Under the ten-sided tree, the breeze floats, the paper is flying, a lonely shadow, standing quietly, looking up at the poems full of trees, a pair of indifferent eyes, full of expectations, as if looking forward to the flying paper kite, can bring her lifelong thoughts.

That year, the Heavenly Buddha Flower was in full bloom all over the world.

A boundless Heavenly Buddha flower, boundless Heavenly Buddha flower rain, she saw, a pair of young men and women, standing at each other, standing quietly in the sea of Heavenly Buddha flowers, telling something...

After a long time, the man turned around and slowly left, behind the man, the woman was tear-stained, speaking loudly, trying to keep the man, but the man never looked back...

In the end, the woman stopped talking, just stared at the man's departing figure stupidly, and wept silently until the man completely disappeared from sight...

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The picture flows, reflecting the joys and sorrows of a lifetime...

In front of an ancient temple, she saw a woman, kneeling in front of the Buddha, reciting the scriptures day and night, praying for a lifetime, not for herself, but for the person she recited, and this life is safe...

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On that day, the rain fell.

On the bank of an ancient river, she saw a woman, holding an oil umbrella, squatting by the river, carefully folding out a heart boat full of expectations, throwing it into the river, sending it into the distance, a drop of tears, accompanied by rain, dripping down, swaying for a while, the ripples of longing...

On top of a pavilion, she saw...

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The past of the fifth world is reincarnated.

The clouds and smoke of the old days, now, have long been vicissitudes.

In front of the reincarnation mirror, quietly looking at the picture of the fifth life, looking at the bits and pieces of that life, suddenly, Yu Tingyin suddenly felt that every picture in the five worlds seemed to have become her own memory, and she couldn't help but be engraved in her heart and difficult to erase.

I saw the ups and downs of the world in the fifth world, although it was only a short time, but the rain listened to the sound and had an illusion that had passed the years of the fifth life.

In the main hall, behind Yu Tingyin, quietly looking at Yu Tingyin, the seventh Buddha Lord frowned, his expression was complicated, and he wanted to speak again.

"Seven generations, although everything that used to be is gone, but there are some things that cannot be forgotten, you must have seen this, you should know something in your heart. Gazing deeply at the rain and listening to the sound, the Seventh Buddha Lord hesitated for a long time, and sighed slightly in his heart.

Rushing!

On the mirror of reincarnation, the brilliance blooms, and as time passes, the picture of that life flows rapidly and changes...

I don't know how long it has been, but at this moment, the picture of the seventh world is finally completely over, and everything is frozen in the last scene.

In the picture, it is a battlefield full of smoke.

A man in an imperial robe, sitting weakly, his eyes were distracted, his expression was painful, and in his arms, there was a stunning woman who was covered in blood and silent.

All around, the rain of blood in the sky fell down, dyeing the whole world red, looking up, the dazzling blood, like the cry of heaven and earth, crying the sorrow of the whole world...

In the main hall, in front of the reincarnation mirror, staring at the last picture stupidly, the rain was speechless for a long time, his heart was full of endless grief and heartache, and a beautiful face, unconsciously, was already covered with tears.

The reincarnation of the seventh life, the whole seven lifetimes, each of the seven lifetimes, is fixed in the same picture, the same sadness and heartache, and at the end of each life, there must be a life and death parting, and none of them is complete...

On the reincarnation mirror, after watching the picture of the seventh life, at this moment, I saw that Yu Tingyin's originally clear eyes had become vicissitudes, as if she had experienced the seventh life herself.

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"Listening girl, after reading the story of the Seven Buddhas, I don't know if you think that woman's dedication is worth it?" In the main hall, quietly watching the rain who fell into a trance, the seventh Buddha Lord hesitated, and suddenly said: "Seven generations! I paid for seven lives, just for one person, but I never got that person's love..."

Before the reincarnation mirror, after listening to the words of the Seventh Buddha Lord, Yu Tingyin's eyes lit up, and she instantly came back to her senses, and looked at the picture in front of her again, she hesitated for a while, slowly withdrew her right hand, and turned to look at the Seventh Buddha Lord behind her.

Wow!

At this moment, as soon as Yu Tingyin's right hand was withdrawn, the original glorious reincarnation mirror instantly dimmed, and all the pictures on it disappeared without a trace.

"For love, it is worth it no matter how much you give, even if you pay for seven lifetimes, or even more lifetimes, I believe that woman has no regrets. In the main hall, looking closely at the Seventh Buddha Lord, Yu Tingyin's tone was extremely firm.

After speaking, she was silent for a while, and then, as if thinking of something again, she suddenly continued: "Also, that woman gave everything for seven lifetimes, and it was not that she did not get the love of that person, at least in the last life, he was already in love with her. ”

"Love, maybe love. Hearing this, the Seventh Buddha Lord sighed slightly, and then, his Buddha eyes condensed, stared at the rain and asked: "If this kind of love is destined to end in every life for the woman, sacrifice for the man, do you think it is still worth it?"

"It's worth it!" Hearing this, Yu Tingyin said without thinking about it.

"If you love him, you can give everything for him, if you can change him to Chang'an, even if you give your life, what can you do?" Yu Tingyin said in a firm tone.

After speaking, after contemplating slightly, Yu Tingyin's eyebrows moved, and he suddenly looked at the Seventh Buddha Master, and said, "I believe that woman must have the same idea as Tingyin..."

Sometimes, even a Buddha is inevitably attached. In the main hall, after taking a deep look at the rain and listening to the sound, the seventh Buddha Lord was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head and sighed, and then, the seventh Buddha Lord put his hands together and couldn't help but pronounce the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"