Ning Fan felt confused, and this confusion was the confusion of being unable to understand life and death.

Mo Zhi pointed to the bonfire and said, "This fire is life!"

"Why?"

"I don't know what life is, but I often hear mortals say, make a fire, make a fire. Presumably this fire is life."

"Madman!" This time, the big men around the campfire all looked at Mo Zhi with strange eyes.

"What is death?" Ning Fan asked again.

Just as Mo Zhi was about to speak, his eyes suddenly became confused again. After a long time, he looked around blankly.

"Where were we talking about before?"

Before Ning Fan could speak, a big man beside the campfire said immediately, "The scholar just asked you what death is!"

Mo Zhi glanced at Ning Fan apologetically, hesitated slightly, and asked, "Brother, I guess you already know my name. I wonder what I call you?"

Another big man beside the campfire laughed and said: "He has a bad memory like you. He can't remember who he is. He only knows that his surname is Lu!"

Mo Zhi's eyes became more apologetic, "Since I realized the way of heaven, my memory has been getting worse. Brother Lu, please forgive me."

"What this person perceives is indeed the artistic conception of forgetfulness." Daniel thought.

"Hey, you haven't said anything about death yet, go on, it's quite interesting." A big man beside the campfire urged.

"What is death... Death is death. If a person dies, then he dies. If his heart dies, then he forgets. This is death."

"Today there is water without roots. The water in this depression is life. If the water without roots falls in the future, the water in this depression is death. It has no vitality and no circulation. This is what is called dead water!"

Mo Zhi pointed at the big men by the bonfire and said: "Today, they are happy, angry, sad, and happy, which is life. In the future, they will not be happy, angry, sad, and unable to escape reincarnation, which is death."

Mo Zhi pointed to the petal base in the temple and said, "When the statue of the temple was there, the temple was living. Now that the statue disappears, it means death!"

Having said this, he stood up, pointed to the sky, and said, "This rain was born in the sky and died on the earth. The process in between is the life of the rain. The reason why I look at the rain is not to look at the sky.

When you look at the ground, what you see is not the rain, but the life of the rain...this is life and death!"

After hearing Mo Zhi's eloquent remarks, Daniel felt a little confused in his heart, as if he had an epiphany. He stood up and gave Mo Zhi a fist.

At this moment, the big bull has not yet transformed into a god, but he can almost take one step and follow him through life and death!

Ning Fan's confused gaze disappeared slightly, but he still didn't fully understand.

He always felt that what Mo Zhi said was still one-sided.

He talked about the death of temples, the death of rain, the death of mortals, the death of flowers and trees, but only, he did not say the death of immortals...

"If they are at the pinnacle of Tao, they appear to be immortal, but in fact they will die, right? If this is the case, what is immortality?" Ning Fan suddenly asked.

This question suddenly turned into two thunders, exploding in the minds of Daniel and Mo Zhi.

Daniel had just realized life and death, and became confused again. He had never thought about this problem.

Mo Zhi's expression changed. His master was a peerless strong man. He had never thought about whether his master would also fall.

Will he die? Will he die? Here he comprehends the way of heaven, and thinks that his enlightenment is profound, but in fact, the way of heaven he sees is still one-sided.

Did the immortality he pursued not exist in the first place?

The death of a mortal and the death of a monk should be different from the death of a monk in the fourth step. The death of a monk in the fourth step should touch the origin of Tao...

Suddenly, Mo Zhi seemed to realize something and looked at Ning Fan in shock, "I know, the reason why you can appear in the world of dust is because..."

He heard his master say that among the powerful people outside the territory, there is a fourth-step supreme being who transforms heaven and earth with his body, transforms reincarnation with dreams, and destroys the world when he wakes up from dreams.

The reincarnation in which this person lives has life and death, which can help monks gain a glimpse of the supreme road!

The Ning Fan in front of him may be a monk who has gone through life and death in that fairyland!

The Ning Fan they saw was not real, and the people Ning Fan saw were not real either.

One side is true, the other must be false, and the two can never coexist in this rainy night.

"I still don't understand the way of life and death... Even if I step on life and death, maybe I still don't understand. With my feet on life and death, life and death follow each other step by step. This is only the first step to fully understand life and death. Many immortals, even this understanding of life and death

I haven't even done the first step... However, I seem to remember who I am. If the heart is dead, you will forget it. It is true what Brother Mo said. If the heart is not dead, everything can be recalled..."

"Is this the opportunity I got from refining the seven crystals of life and death... the calamity of life and death!"

"I am Ning Fan! Even reincarnation cannot erase the obsession in my heart, and this calamity of life and death cannot blind my heart either!"

As soon as Ning Fan pointed it out, the whole world shattered like glass.

Although Mo Zhi's words did not touch the origin of Tao, they gave Ning Fan a lot of inspiration.

There are 500 more patterns of life and death above the Yuan Shen, for a total of 1,720 lines.

The scenery in front of me was changing rapidly, and the first calamity of life and death had been broken.

"A very good discussion... Listening to what Mo Zhi said, they and I are not in the same reincarnation or time and space. Perhaps, we will never meet again... This life and death calamity is really mysterious, how can we make it happen?

I have seen other reincarnated characters. Is this the method of Zi Dou Immortal Emperor..."

Ning Fan's body gradually dissipated, and the world began to condense piece by piece again.

...

In Hezhou, Xiniu, in a place called Ningjiazhuang, there lived a wealthy local man, known as Ning Laocai.

According to rumors in the village, this man had two lovely wives, both of whom were as beautiful as flowers.

In Ningjiazhuang, in a deep courtyard somewhere, in a bedroom, a man and two women were sitting on the couch, covering the rain and clouds.

The man is a fair-skinned young man with handsome appearance, but his eyes are full of lust, and he is conquering two delicate women.

Both women are stunningly beautiful, one has black eyes like black gemstones, named Xiaoer.

The other person with blood-cold eyes was bearing the attack of the young man, named Hong'er.

That young man is Ning Laocai.

The two women are naturally his sweet wives.

While they were attacking, the fair-skinned young man suddenly stopped and looked at the two beauties under him in disbelief, with a very embarrassed expression on his face, as if he had swallowed a fly.

"Why am I here...who am I..."

"Well, you are... are... I can't remember your name, but I vaguely remember that I shouldn't do this to you... Has our relationship not reached this point... uh

, my head hurts so much.”

"Husband...husband, why did you...stop...quickly..." Xiao Er's eyes were blurred, his breath was like blue, his chest was rising and falling slightly, but he was smiling slyly.

"Hmph. Just a little effort won't do. Aren't you going to fight me for three hundred rounds?" Hong'er showed a joking sneer, her delicate body greeted her, and then she put something into it again.

ah...

Ning Laocai's forehead showed a vein.

He can't do it? Hong'er actually said he can't do it?

Although he hasn't remembered who he is yet, he remembers that he is the owner of Ningjiazhuang and the husband of Hong'er and Xiaoer.

It seems natural that a husband is a fish in water...

"I'll let you see if your husband is really dead!"

Ning Laocai leaned down and pressed down...

His palms roamed over the two girls' delicate bodies...

After all the madness, it was already evening and the two girls had fallen asleep contentedly.

Ning Laocai got up and changed his clothes. He felt refreshed and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

He always felt that he really shouldn't do such a thing to the two girls.

But the two girls are obviously his wives and concubines, why can't they do this kind of thing?

In his memory, he has been in love with his children countless times...

Why, why...

It seems that I have forgotten something important...

"Master, the monster...the monster is here! A monk who claims to be from the Eastern Tang Dynasty has entered the village with three monsters!"

"Monk? Monster?"

Ning Laocai's eyes narrowed and he pushed open the door. A fierce momentum gathered in his eyes.

The maid who came to report the news thought that her master would be as timid and fearful as before, but she didn't expect that the master's eyes were so sharp today, and she was not afraid when she heard the monster entering the village.

"As long as I'm here, nothing will happen to Ningjiazhuang! Take me to meet this monk and monster!"

The maid was stunned.

My master has never been so heroic before. Why is today different from usual... I am really not afraid of monsters. I still want to see monsters and say I want to protect Ningjiazhuang...

She led Ning Fan all the way out of the house, looking for monks and monsters in the manor. Suddenly, she heard a roar like thunder.

"Hey! Why can't you see a single person in such a big village? Come out to Grandpa Pig and put some good wine and food on the table as soon as possible. I'll show my respect to you, Grandpa Pig!"
To be continued...