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Zeng Guohua had been an official for decades during his lifetime, so he naturally understood that planning and goal are the most basic, followed by hard practice. Otherwise, if he had no goals, he would lose the motivation to practice. If he could take revenge smoothly this time, if he hadn't met Liu Shoucai, he would probably lose his true rationality because of his great revenge.

However, Liu Shoucai's appearance almost made up for his shortcomings with destiny and gave him a goal. As long as his objectives and standards are correct and the direction is correct, Zeng Guohua, who has strong self-control, believes that he may have the opportunity to make a name for himself in that world again and be prosperous.

After calming down, the sound of Liu Shoucai continuing to tell stories sounded at the same time.

Liu Shoucai said: "Legendary Flower of the Rich Side was abandoned by the heavens in the deepest abyss in the underworld. Even the gods dare not go down easily. It is full of great horror! After countless reincarnations, the gods that still existed have changed into countless generations of ordinary people. They have forgotten the existence of Flower of the Rich Side, and have also forgotten the love of two gods that once had recklessly.

Suddenly one day, a Buddha who called himself an immortal came back from outside the heavenly realm. No one knew how the immortal was formed, and no one knew how the Buddha became an immortal.

All I know is that he is very powerful and almost invincible.

The Buddha wandered in several realms, and the heavenly way was avoiding him and did not dare to meet him. Until one day he wandered in the abyss of the underworld and saw a flower at the bottom of the abyss with extraordinary demeanor, and was as red as fire.

The Buddha came to it and took a closer look. The intelligence of the immortal and the transcendence of the immortal made the Buddha quickly see the difference between this strange flower, and the mystery in it was also visible.

No one knows whether immortals have joy, anger and sadness. They are too detached and cannot even suppress the way of heaven in this place. Immortals have almost become the most powerful synonym in this world, and seem to be more detached than the way of heaven!

However, the way of heaven is terrifying and ruthless, and is a cold-blooded politician who can operate according to its will. Immortals are more like ancient raids, transcending from politics, wandering outside of positions, and only exist because of their own will, not fearing or fearing the way of heaven. For those practitioners who are suppressed by the way of heaven, how eager it is! It is like a trapped prisoner staying in this prison.

No one doesn’t yearn for freedom!

Therefore, practitioners are afraid of the way of heaven and yearn for the way of immortality.

The Buddha was neither sad nor angry. He suddenly smiled at the sky three times, stretched out his hand to pull the flower out of the ground. The Buddha put the flower in his hand and said with emotion: "You were not allowed to meet each other in the past life. After countless reincarnations, you were in love and not stay together. The so-called separation and reunion are just fate and fate. You have the curse and punishment from this world on you, so that your fate will not be dispersed, and your fate will not be separated. I cannot help you untie this vicious mantra, so I will take you to the other side and let you bloom in the fields.

The other side is a magical place, a wonderful land discovered by the Buddha when he was wandering in the ghost world. It is obviously magical, but because of this magical nature, nothing dares to grow on that wonderful land. The land on the other side cannot be born without a divine thing. Ordinary things fall on it and will be cut off due to inferiority.

On the way to the other side, the Buddha passed by the Santu River in the underworld and accidentally wet his clothes by the river. The red flower brought by the Buddha was there. When the Buddha came to the other side, he untied the flowers wrapped in his clothes and looked at them, he found that the fiery red flowers had turned pure white. The Buddha pondered for a moment and laughed and said: It is better to forget the great joy than to be remembered than to remember. How can we divide the right and wrong? Good flowers, good flowers.

Later, the Buddha planted this flower on the other side and called it Mandala Flower. Because it was on the other side, it called it the flower on the other side.

But the Buddha didn't know that he was dripping all the red in the river on the Santu River by the fading of the river water, and wailed all day long, making people sad. In the Santu River, there was a great master of supernatural powers, and although he was not an immortal, he was not afraid of immortals.

He learned that the mandala flower had grown, so he came to the river, took out a seed and threw it into the river. After a while, a flower that was even brighter than before grew out of the water. The great master took it into his hand and sighed: You have to escape and be free, why should you leave this boundless hatred in the hell that is already boundless sea of ​​suffering? I will let you be a guide messenger and guide them to reincarnation. Just remember your color. There is mandala flower on the other side, so call you Mansha Zhuhua.

From then on, there were two completely different flowers in the world, one growing on the other side and the other growing on the Santu River.

The ancient Buddha said:

Sanskrit Pallomi

This cloud reaches the other side

Explanation of the meaning of birth and death

Arise and death of the environment

Like waves in water

Named this shore

Leaving the state of no birth and death

As water flows normally

That is, the other side

No life or death on the other side

No pain or sorrow

No desire or demand

It's a paradise that forgets everything

And there is a flower

Beyond the Three Realms

Not in the five elements

Born on the other side of the weak water

Scarlet red

That's the other side of the river

Flowers on the other side bloom

Flowers bloom on the other side

Flowers bloom without leaves

Leaves have no flowers

Miss each other but cannot meet each other

Alone on the other side

This story may feel a bit like not having a village or a shop for ordinary people, but when it stops in Zeng Guohua's ears, it feels like thunder in his ears, and the rumbling tremble made him take a few steps back.

Liu Shoucai was secretly surprised. Zeng Guohua had such a great understanding. When he knew the story, he was confused and could not tell what it was. Then he realized it for a long time. It took him a long time to understand the profound meaning behind the story in recent years. Zeng Guohua's current performance can be said to have immediately known the two meanings in the story.

"It seems you understand?" Liu Shoucai asked Zeng Guohua.

Zeng Guohua's eyes shone, which was a kind of inspiration to open something, shining with wisdom.

"I, I seem to understand something. I didn't expect that I could not even make the decision by myself." The light in Zeng Guohua's eyes gradually dimmed, but his expression became extremely ferocious. This was a matter of mentality.

Liu Shoucai yelled a word in the Buddhist verse and immediately "awakened" Zeng Guohua again.

Liu Shoucai shouted: "You still have to be persistent? You should fight for your revenge when you find the murderer. Twenty years of wasted your moments, but it also allows you to accumulate faster speeds than any ghost cultivator from nothing to something, from weak to strength. A battle of life and death will naturally fight for a future for yourself. If you die, you will die! If you persist, you will become a monster without knowing the north and west, and you will not even remember your enemies at that time! You will not wake up yet??"

Not awake yet,

Not awake yet!

Not awake yet...

A series of these words echoed in Zeng Guohua's ears and heads.

In an instant, Zeng Guohua woke up and said intimately that it was so dangerous. He was even more respectful to the young man in front of him. He bowed seriously and said, "Thank you!"

Liu Shoucai waved his hand, smiled slightly, and said, "Don't thank you, this is your understanding. If you insist on escaping into the devil's obstacles, I can't call you back. At that time, I can only kill you and destroy you."

Liu Shoucai had already seen an unusual problem. Among the eight practitioners of the Zeng family, not only were Zeng Guohua led, but it seemed that eight of them had some connections, and they were also mainly Zeng Guohua.

But Liu Shoucai had no intention of saving him. Death was death, and it was just a destined disaster. Even if there was a grudge, it had nothing to do with him.

However, Liu Shoucai couldn't help but remind him: "I think there must be something here that monitors you. Have you discovered any different parts in this house over the years?"

Zeng Guohua glanced at Liu Shoucai and said, "Yes, we can't go out."

"What is it?" Liu Shoucai's eyes lit up. If there was really anyone monitoring practitioners like Zeng Guohua, Liu Shoucai wouldn't mind letting these things fail temporarily.

Zeng Guohua said: "It was our physical body that was not perfect during our lifetime."

Liu Shoucai was stunned, but immediately reacted. His eyes were like a wheel, and the golden light of merit was circling in his eyes. The light fell on the people of Zeng Guohua's extremely family and suddenly found that there was a piece of meat missing from the Yintang acupoint on their eyebrows!!
Chapter completed!