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 him, didn't say anything, just sighed faintly.

"Heaven and earth are the reverse journey of all things; time and time are the passers-by of a hundred generations."

She looked at the girl, picked up a fallen flower in the torrent, and saw it flourishing and withering in time for a lifetime.

Then, she said lightly, "I've been traveling so far, I still say that. I don't care whether other people's words are true or false. For me, as long as I have experienced it, it is true."

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

Seeing that the girl was listening attentively, Song Lanyi smiled, "Before I saw this flower, the color of this flower was the same. But can it be said that this flower is fake? Can it be said that this flower does not exist in the world?" From this we can see that truth and falsehood in the world are a thousand-year-old topic, even if we sit and discuss it 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 because I have a secret technique of reincarnation - the big dream Three thousand. Today, let’s experience it.”

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

She only felt that her eyes were dark, and her consciousness fell into a groggy state.

The dream master looked at where Song Lanyi was sitting, took a white piece lightly, landed it on the chessboard, and said in a low voice, "The first life, the Six Animal Ways."

Sunspot settled.

She dropped another child, and said softly, "Second world, the hungry ghost."

She looked up and saw that Song Lanyi's consciousness in the picture was chaotic, and seemed to have a tendency to give birth to consciousness, but because of the instinct of the hungry ghost, he had to suppress his nature and struggle to survive in it.

The dreamer started again, facing her in the picture, and said softly, "Life, is it bitter or not?"

Song Lanyi looked at the unknown place where the voice came from, and instinctively argued, "It's not bitter! If my heart is like a knife, I can see my nature clearly, and break through all falsehoods, how can life be said to be suffering?"

The dream master shook his head and chuckled, "Stubbornly obsessed."

She settles again.

"Third world, the way of hell."

What the dream master didn't say was that the realm of hell is the most painful among the six realms of desire.

Here, all sentient beings suffer from chopping, stabbing, grinding, and pounding, their skins are torn apart, and they suffer until death. When the body is blown by the cold wind, the wounds heal, the body is revived, and they suffer again. They suffer continuously until the karma is exhausted. Get out of this hell of pain.

After finishing all this, the dream master casually scattered the chess pieces on the ground.

She shook her head indifferently, "This game is over. The Dao fruit of this life should be returned to me."

She took another look at Song Lanyi, who was gradually becoming unconscious due to the severe pain that pierced her heart.

For a moment, even the dream master's cold temper could not help but feel a little bit of regret.

With Song Lanyi's opportunity and temperament, even she can't guarantee how far he can go when he becomes a Taoist.

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

As long as she has the strength of a great Confucian, her spirit will not be so weak that she is almost lax because she cannot bear the pain of hell.

"Bitter... or not..."

In the hell way, Song Lanyi endured the pain of karmic fire. Gradually, she seemed to feel that time was gradually slowing down here.

Her face has long been distorted, what is true and false, what is bitter and sweet, at this moment, it is not important anymore.

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

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

In the struggle, a touch of faith gradually rose.

She is gone, how should her father live?
She wants to live.

Even if she crawled out of hell, even if she was covered in bruises, she still wanted to live.

For...the one you love.

In the fire of karma, a tear fell from the corner of Song Lanyi's eye.

However, this tear is definitely not because of pain, but because of love

I want to...see you again.

I 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 are glowing with splendor. In the middle of the endless, misty lake, there is a familiar palace.

At this moment, the treasure maps in the hands of Yaoman and Human Race all point to the interior of this palace.

There was a fiery greed in Yaoman's eyes.

If the direction pointed by the treasure map is correct, the final opportunity for sanctification is hidden in this palace.

The amazing talents in ancient and modern times are like crucian carp crossing the river, but how many people can climb the holy road in the end?

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

It's just that in the crowd, Zhu Xulin glanced at the crowd, but there was a sense of worry in his heart.

Song Lanyi...where did she go?

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

Zhou Xi also sensed something was wrong, and asked in a low voice, "Where's Yiyi?"

Among the monsters, there are people with keen five senses. When they heard this, they immediately mocked, "Haha, isn't Song Lanyi here? You guys think too highly of her! In the end, she is just a speculator of the eighth rank." .She didn't participate in this opportunity, but I looked up to her instead. She also has self-knowledge!"

After he finished speaking, he burst out laughing, thinking that the words were extremely humorous.

However, when his laughter subsided, he found that not only the human race, but even some of the monsters of the same race looked at him with extremely weird eyes.

Na Hutuo even snorted coldly, "Waste, watch your mouth! If she really comes, you must be the first one to kill her!"

He was able to steal the treasure map among their many monsters and escape without any damage.

How could this Song Lanyi be an ordinary person?

It is this kind of fool who only judges cultivation based on realm.

Because Hang Tuo has a trace of chaotic blood, he is naturally nobler than other monsters.

Even after being scolded so mercilessly by him, the Youman who just laughed a moment ago could only knock down his teeth and swallow his blood, suppressed his expression, bowed his head and said yes again and again.

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

I saw the vermilion door slowly opening to both sides.

The moment the door was opened, the vicissitudes of time and vicissitudes came rushing towards us.

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

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

There were exclamations of surprise in the crowd of humans and monsters.

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

"Snake Dance, what happened to you? Didn't you get killed by the human race?"

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