Outside of Time - Chapter 1155

[Chapter 1133 The Birth of Baji Daoxiang]

Looking back at the past, officials, businessmen, reckless men, doctors, common people, young people…

It seems ordinary, but it is experience, reincarnation, and life.

That’s because you are inside it, so you can’t see through the fog.

Now I am awake and look back.

It is clearly the five elements.

Although Xu Jinhong was a civil servant and the prime minister, he used drastic measures to support the dynasty throughout his life. He had millions of soldiers in his heart and his whole life represented the Jin Dynasty.

Wealth is gold, power is gold, weapons are gold, and destiny is also gold.

Xu Hong, who dreamed of becoming a wealthy businessman, was kind and charitable throughout his life. He once had a huge fortune, but he also wandered around. However, his fate was unfortunate and he eventually ran out of money. His life represents water.

Wealth is water, which represents flow. It has two extremes: drought and flood. There is also a saying that the best is like water, so his fate is also water.

The unruly man Xu Shan, this mountain is not a soil mountain, but has the meaning of forest. His life is like duckweed. When he is young, he is like a rotten wood. When he grows up, he becomes a bandit and lives in the mountains and forests. He has the fate of a rotten wood.

He has little wisdom and is prone to anger. His emotions are easily influenced by the outside world. Therefore, he would rather die standing than live in humiliation on his knees.

Doctor Xu Yu, who saves lives with a benevolent heart, is willing to be the furnace of heaven and earth, refining herbs. His body and life are like fire.

It is the fire in the heart of the Vermillion Bird, the blazing brilliance that protects life.

However, in this life, when wind and fire come out, the heart is extinguished. Until death, the heart is restored and the wind and fire return.

Xu Kun, a commoner, lived an ordinary life. He was simple, honest and taciturn. His feet were steaming with the hot earth and his back was burning with the scorching sun. He felt no heat even though he was exhausted, but he regretted that the summer was long.

With the head reaching up to the sky and the feet touching the earth, it is the time to continue the future, and it is a fate of accumulating earth.

As for the remaining souls of the young man and the monk, they are the same person.

The responsibility of carrying out the rumor is like a long line.

It starts from the fire of a doctor, passes through the land of common people, and then meets the true self.

Across time.

This is the destiny of the time.

“The only thing missing is space…”

Xu Qing murmured.

“The reason for this is that this road is not yet perfect.”

Reincarnation is in front, and the source is behind reincarnation, so just walk and watch at the same time.

No longer sinking.

Like a passer-by, you can see all kinds of life.

The Tao we hope for has no form, so there are men and women, old and young, temples and rivers and lakes.

Scenes after scenes appear before my eyes.

I don’t know how long it has been, and I don’t remember the time.

As Xu Qing walked and looked along this road, he finally paused.

What my eyes are looking at, what my mind is focused on, is myself in reincarnation, transformed into… an actor.

…

An actor performs many roles throughout his life.

The day before yesterday, the sound of gongs and drums echoed in the air, and the actresses went on stage waving their sleeves.

Today the flags are spread out in all directions, and loyalty, treachery, black, white, and red have been determined.

The same face, with different paint, male or female, becomes a life in a certain period of time.

There is the joy of acting out life, and there is no regret in acting out death.

Life is just like a play, and all the mundane events of the past and present are sung and recited in the play.

I don’t know what kind of true heart is beneath that painted face.

I don’t even know if after a long time, I will be unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Only when the song ends and the crowd disperses, after all the paint is wiped off, the people who leave, with melancholy thoughts, sigh about the past and future lives interpreting joys and sorrows, and the fleeting life is like a dream, quietly going away without leaving a trace…

Finally, he sighed.

“There are many characters in the world, so don’t be sad…”

“I can’t tell…”

It is because of the joyful songs that we often look at each other drunkenly, and time passes in a blur.

Every memory is like a ripple, and when I wake up from the dream, I realize it was just a dream of encountering plum blossoms that lasted for thousands of years.

So this play, from the prologue to the end.

This life, from birth to death.

This dream, from sinking to waking up.

Xu Qing, wake up.

In the void, whispering softly.

“This is not a play, this is life in time…”

“Humans have life and death, and drama has a beginning and an end. The difference between life and death is like the difference between dreaming and waking, changing in many ways and impossible to fathom.”

“So, after I have transcended reincarnation, walked out of life, and woke up from the dream, what is waiting for me at the end of this scroll?”

The answer already exists.

Because he had walked all the way up to the end of the reincarnation scroll and finally saw the source of the scroll.

It is also the foundation that carries the reincarnation of the scroll.

It is actually a painting.

Li Mengtu only opened a line of the painting, but at this moment Xu Qing saw the whole picture of the painting.

It was a crystal.

It fell into chaos, appeared in the endless nothingness, burst into an incomparably bright light, and then shattered into ten irregular parts.

Scattered.

Then, thick soil appeared.

This is exactly the picture formed by thick soil, and it is also the scene depicted on the meteorite that Xu Qing saw through the eyes of the Immortal Ancestor when he comprehended the Eight Extremes.

Creation of the world.

Moreover, it is clearer!
“I didn’t expect that this scroll depicts this scene.”

Xu Qing murmured.

“That’s a purple crystal.”

It’s exactly the same as his.

So Xu Qing remained silent.

At this moment, he could feel the way to leave.

He has gone through the cycle of the scroll and reached its end.

Now, just take one step forward to leave this scroll.

But his eyes swept across the ten shattered pieces of crystal.

After a long time, a strong gleam of light appeared in his eyes.

“Being sealed in this scroll is a matter of life and death, but also of destiny!”

“The path of my immortal body originated from the ten broken pieces of crystal. Now I can see it again, and it is clearer than before. I can…prove my path again!”

Thinking of this, Xu Qing did not hesitate. He sat down cross-legged. His mind and even his soul suddenly spread out like a meteor, heading straight for the ten broken pieces of crystal.

The next moment, the cycle begins again.

But this time, it’s no longer a human.

…

I am a meteorite that fell from the sky.

Landed on a star called Destiny.

I don’t know where I come from.

As the years passed there, I gradually developed a bit of spiritual wisdom and vaguely remembered some things from the past.

But it is not specific and very vague.

All I remember is a desert.

So most of the time, I look at this star, witnessing the fate of all living things on the star, and recalling where I came from and the story of that desert.

But unfortunately, I couldn’t remember much. No matter how hard I tried, the most I could remember was a piece of dust and a river.

Who are they?

I was a little confused.

And during the time when I was thinking, I was often discovered by the people here on this destiny planet.

Sometimes, they think I am just ordinary, and sometimes, I am regarded as ominous.

Similarly, there was a period of time when I was considered a sacred object by the people here, and they came to worship me.

Time flies and years change.

I don’t care about these scenes.

I thought the rest of my life would be like this.

Until one day, a cultivator from outside the Tianming Star came here and saw me.

He seemed ecstatic and carried me off the Tianming Star, away from the star, to a continent called Tianhuo.

There seems to be no end, it is so vast.

And I will always remember this continent, because there is a vast volcano there. This mountain…occupies 90% of the area of the Sky Fire Continent.

I was taken there and thrown into the burning crater. Endless magma and heat enveloped me, burned me, and refined me.

Until, I became a piece of iron.

The monk who brought me here used the power of this volcano and eventually forged me into a sharp sword.

Go to a place called the First Forest and cut down the oldest tree there.

It seems like revenge.

The monk was also seriously injured and took me away. He died several years later. During the long years, I met other sword-wielders.

Without exception, they all died unexpectedly in the end.

The ominous statement fell upon me again.

Then the last man with a sword took me to a dark river filled with death, wiped out my soul, and threw me down.

I fell into the river, sank, and my soul dissipated.

Buried in the mud at the bottom of the river.

But the breath on my body seems to be the ultimate nourishment for the river, making it more majestic and even more turbulent.

And before I died, I heard someone say to me.

“This is fire overcoming metal, and metal giving birth to water.”

…

My name is not Gu Yi Ding San Yue.

This name comes from the fact that I saw a drop of rain falling in March of the future ancient Yi Ding year in time.

It was in a daze, and one day someone called it Gu Yi Ding San Yu. Then it gained wisdom and became a lake. Countless years later, it became the North Sea.

I saw all of this and thought it was good, so I used this name before it was born.

“When you are born, I will give it back to you.”

My life has been full of ups and downs. I once swallowed an iron sword that was full of killing power.

The evil spirit of this sword was so nourishing to me that it covered the starry sky as I flowed, extinguished a stunning and magnificent volcano, and submerged it.

However, fate is often like this, with cause and effect. One day, a group of powerful people came and they entered my life on a special ship.

That ship is destined to be with me.

Therefore, I could not bear to destroy it, and seeing that its remaining spirit was about to dissipate, I nourished it so that it might have the possibility of revival.

However, I did not expect that the purpose of this group of powerful beings was to send it into the volcano that I had extinguished, in order to revive the volcano at the cost of burning it.

The eruption of a volcano could not bury me, but the volcanic ash it spewed out was my disaster, turning me into gas and then into rain, nourishing all things.

Vaguely, I seemed to hear a voice.

“This is, earth conquers water, and water gives birth to wood.”

…

I was born in a desert.

A sudden heavy rain gave me life and wisdom, but it was the emergence of wisdom that made me understand what loneliness is.

So I changed some causes and effects, separated myself at the cost of weakening myself, and caused more people of my kind to appear around me.

Slowly, the river disappeared and endless forests took over everything.

And this place gradually got a name, and was called Shilin.

My tribe grew stronger and stronger. They came into contact with the outside world, comprehended the heaven and earth, and thus began to practice cultivation.

But I became increasingly weak, choosing to sleep more often. When I woke up occasionally, I watched the years pass by, witnessing the grievances and hatreds of my tribe, the rise and fall of my tribe, and witnessing one race after another being wiped out by my tribe.

Until one day, a monk whose clan was once exterminated came back for revenge with a special sword.

The one who slaughtered my people stood before me.

I looked at the sword and realized that it was the disaster in my destiny.

So I obeyed, and fell by the sword.

During the ten thousand years when my soul dissipated, my corpse was used and refined into a ship.

I refused.

But they said that only boats made of my material can sail in a river called Gu Yi Ding San Yue, and can absorb the power of the river while sailing.

Give me the possibility to recover.

I believed it, but in the end, they used my remains to reignite a dormant volcano.

At that time, I heard a sentence.

“This is, metal overcomes wood, and wood gives birth to fire.”

…

I was born in the starry sky, burned a black hole, became a body, and turned into a volcano.

People call me Skyfire.

Flame is my life and my character, so I roar all year round, shocking everyone.

One day, someone came to me and dropped a meteorite.

I refined it into iron and made it into a sword.

I thought that the brilliance of my life would be eternal, just like the fire in my body.

But a black river filled with death and evil came from the starry sky, covered me and extinguished me.

This is my fate. No matter how I roar or resist, it will be of no avail.

Until after endless years, a ship came, it ignited itself and awakened me, and the explosion that had been silent for countless years formed a sky full of dust.

That is my anger, covering everything.

Along with the anger, there seemed to be a word coming from somewhere.

“This is water overcoming fire, and fire giving rise to earth.”

…

I am the dust from the volcanic eruption, the land formed after the sedimentation.

The moment I was born, a vast river was filled.

That’s what I’m most proud of.

And there was an iron sword in the mud in the river.

I stared at the sword, not realizing that time had passed.

So my life is boring.

As time passed, I slowly fell into a deep sleep. I don’t know how long it was, but when I woke up, I had become a desert.

The arrival of rain nourishes the vegetation, and my life is sucked away bit by bit.

And that sword was nurtured by me during these endless years. It gradually settled and finally became a meteorite.

Finally, when my life was being sucked away and I was about to die, I used my last bit of strength to send the meteorite into the starry sky.

Become a shooting star, and I don’t know where I will go.

But I am relieved.

Because it carries my reincarnation and my resurgence.

In my next life, I don’t want to be so boring.

I closed my eyes while muttering.

It was just that in the vague consciousness, there seemed to be a sentence echoing.