Quick Wear: Welcome to the Crazy Scene

In Baiwei City, people were kneeling and worshipping; in Fentan City, someone threw a fragrant ball; in Fanyin City, he and the children rang the Buddhist bell; in Daguan City, they surrounded him and prayed; in Luochui City, he fought alongside them.

more and more.

There seemed to be a sudden realization in my mind.

Finally, the image freezes into a silver silhouette, with blurred features and flying hair.

"Shen Jin."

Then, the silhouette flickered, revealing a pair of eyes as dark as the night.

The silhouette eventually turned into points of light and dissipated, just like the other images.

Fangcun's memory began to blur.

He knew that this was because his soul was dissipating.

……

Outside the formation, the white egg's shell was nearly transparent. Five-colored patterns flowed like rippling water, as if poised to burst forth from the shell in the next second.

But there is a transparent film that blocks the pattern.

Everything went as planned.

The four monks' confidence soared. Now, there was only one last step left, to send the white egg back to heaven and earth.

Sanmu stood with his hands raised above his head. At this moment, the remaining 108 spiritual treasures leaped into the sky.

In the dark night, it looks like a sky full of stars.

The white egg was attracted by the spiritual treasure, turned into a stream of light, and rushed towards the stars.

During its flight, the membrane shattered.

Then, five-colored light spread across the earth.

One hundred and eight spiritual treasures correspond to one hundred and eight constellations, forming a big net between heaven and earth to catch the scattered light.

Rumble, the ancient earth veins moved again, colliding and bulging, and new life began to be conceived.

As Sanwei had said before, they couldn't interfere. Witnessing such earth-shattering power was a privilege.

Their formation was merely a key, simply sending the white egg back to heaven and earth. As for the rest, the laws of operation would naturally take over.

It went so smoothly, so smoothly that it was unbelievable!

Presumably, the Heavenly Dao had been waiting for this day for a long time. As the masters, the merits they would receive would be even greater!

As for square inch.

A simple, stupid vessel, who cares if he disappears?

Shen Jin was still sitting cross-legged beside the Golden Lotus Pond, far away from the four people.

The bells in the Buddhist sect rang all night long, and all the disciples of the sect were awakened. While contemplating the practice of Buddhism, they witnessed together the elders embarking on the path to Tathagata.

Shen Jin had no intention of watching Lu Dan's meeting. She continued to look at the Golden Lotus Pond.

After the white eggs disappeared, all the golden lotuses in the pond withered overnight.

It rained in the early morning, and there was no trace of the golden lotus on the lake.

"The corpse is forming, the current progress is 100%."

"Congratulations to the host, 6/6 of the corpses have been collected!"

Congratulations, host! All the corpses have been collected!"

"A covert main quest, to capture the six corpses of the Buddha's disciple Fangcun. Rating - Perfect!"

"Congratulations to the host for completing the hidden mission. My heart is the mortal world, even though I am in the spiritual realm. Rating: Surprise Observer of the Mortal World!"

"Congratulations to the host for completing the hidden mission, Fang Cun - Attachment to the Mortal World!"

"System settlement in progress, return channel established!"

Shen Jin raised his hand and turned off the jumping broadcast: "Stay in the mission world for the time being."

"Points redeeming... You will spend 10 points per day to stay in this world. Click the channel in the upper right corner to return. Any partial day will be counted as one day."

"Note: Points are automatically deducted. If your points are less than 10, you will be forced to leave this world and be teleported to the next mission world. Please pay attention to the point consumption. I wish you a happy life here!"

She said she would wait for someone to come back.

Unfortunately, she doesn’t have many points. If she uses conventional means, she’s afraid that she won’t be able to get them back even after all the points are deducted.

I had to cheat.

Shen Jin injected his spiritual consciousness into the big tree on his wrist. The next second, he directly separated from his mission body and came to an unfamiliar space.

If I had to describe this space, the word "decay" would be more appropriate. It was like a bustling city destroyed in an instant. The remaining ruins still hinted at its former glory.

Fang Cun is temporarily in her hands, how could she not add a locator?

This is the last place where Fang Cun's soul stayed before it dissipated.

"where?"

"He should not have dissipated."

Time goes back to before.

The small amount of memory turned into pictures, floating and filling the entire space.

The unimportant things dissipate as points of light at the moment of their birth. The things worth cherishing dissipate more slowly, but they still break in the end.

Fangcun wanted to keep them.

But those images were completely destroyed when his fingertips touched them.

So, he carefully avoided the painting. Three steps away, he used his spirit to draw out paper and pen and recorded the story.

Unfortunately, paper and pen are useless, and all that is written on them are mottled symbols.

Fangcun was not discouraged.

He tried many times: paper, cloth, bark, tortoise shells... and finally found the best carrier, stone.

Even though, by the time he found the stone, he had already forgotten all these things.

He held the carving knife and looked at the stone in his hand, feeling a little confused.

The stone closest to him was engraved with the words: "You have lost many precious things."

"It doesn't matter. Write down whatever you can think of."

So Fangcun picked up the carving knife and started writing on the stone.

"Before chaos, there was nothing. From that one point, all things came into being."

"There are ten thousand dharmas in the world, and three thousand paths of practice."

"The three thousand Dao methods all have the same origin, and cultivating one Dao method will lead to becoming an immortal."

"When all things contend, humanity flourishes; when one thing reigns supreme, it is the cause of the world's destruction."

He had forgotten who had whispered the poem in his ear, but the inexplicable melody lingered in his ears like a torrent of water.

Every time it is stirred up, it creates a wave and makes you wet.

He had forgotten how many stones he had carved. He only knew that he wanted to carve, to leave a mark.

Fangcun's soul had become transparent, and one could only see a mark slowly being worn out on the stone.

For a long, long time, the passage of time has become meaningless. Even Fangcun himself can't remember the time.

He thought, “That’s about it.”

His right hand waved mechanically, leaving meaningless marks on the stone.

Finally, he picked up a small stone and carved four pictures on it, which was his last work.

Shen Jin arrived at this moment.

If you come too early, no trace will remain. If you come too late, it will truly disappear.

She had previously said: "Even if the body is broken, the soul still exists. Even if the soul is annihilated, there is still reincarnation. You must leave your mark in the world."

Even if Fangcun has forgotten everything, this sentence will be etched into his mind and become his instinct. He will find ways to leave a mark.

Shen Jin looked at the long row of neatly arranged stones in the distance and silently sighed at the tenacity of the soul.

Just as she was about to take Fangcun away, her foot stepped on the last piece he had carved.

The stone was only the size of a palm, and the four vertical marks were carved randomly, but they unexpectedly formed the word "heart".

She picked up the stone and said, "What a coincidence."

Then he slipped away.

The still mottled spots of light in the space were completely silent.

……

Beside the Golden Lotus Pond, Shen Jin threw a stone into it.

A lotus seed leaped from the bottom of the pond. The collision between the seed and the hard rock did not result in mutual destruction, but rather fusion.

A small opening appeared at the top of the seed, and a young sprout emerged, rubbing Shen Jin's wrist affectionately.

"From now on, you will be Fang Cun."

"go home with me."