Driven by the shock wave of the Big Bang, Li Qingshan passed through the narrow and long rift valley in the Tiewei Mountain. His eyes suddenly became clear, but he saw only one color - white.

It is not snow-white, not pale, not gray or white, but pure literal meaning - white.

All colors fade away, neither heavy nor thin; all light is evenly divided, neither dazzling nor dim.

Looking back, I saw neither the Iron Mountain nor the King of Yama. It seemed that I had entered another world, a completely different world from the first seventeen levels of hell.

The white sky, the white earth, the heaven and earth are mixed together. Apart from that, there is nothing.

Whether it is the Knife Mountain Oil Pot or the Glaciers and Fire Sea, you can't see it, it's like you're in hell.

Li Qingshan couldn't help but sigh: "It's so fucking white!"

This sentence just echoed in my heart, and was swallowed by the endless "white" dilution and no sound came out.

"Strange place!"

Li Qingshan felt himself again and discovered another strange thing.

In the "Demon Disintegration" completely lost control. In the last big explosion just now, although he took off Judge Lu's body in advance, the power of the explosion was too fierce. His soul should have suffered serious damage, and he did feel pain.

But after entering this white space, all the injuries disappeared, as if they were diluted by the boundless white, and there was nothing left.

Bang! He punched himself hard in the right face, but still couldn't feel any pain.

Like a sound from the mouth, the power of this punch disappeared the moment it was released.

His cultivation is not damaged at all, and his magic power can be used, but he cannot hurt himself at all. Although he did not dare to try his best, he probably couldn't even use the "disintegration of the Demon".

In other words, he can't even commit suicide here.

"That's how it works!"

Li Qingshan touched his chin and pondered. He was about to get used to it. The path of hell was very strange, and the closer it was to the depths of hell, the more the inner laws were manifested, making everything even more wonderful.

However, although the laws are revealed, they do not mean that they are easy to understand. It is obviously much easier to understand than the law of gravity.

It is precisely because the appearance of reality has faded away, which has become unfathomable and ridiculous.

With his current cultivation level, he still cannot fully understand the secrets.

"I don't know where the "Lao Wu" is in this white place?"

He set up a shed in his hand and looked around for a while, then turned into a divine light and rushed into the white sky. However, he looked far away. There was only the eternal and unchanging white.

He was like a huge piece of white paper, a trivial little black dot.

According to his estimate, at this height, the light is sufficient and there is no obstruction, and the background is so "white", you can see at least three thousand miles of scenery. With his speed of flying, it takes only a few days to search for a million miles.

But he suddenly thought of the Naihe Bridge, which seemed short and long. Is this judgment really reliable?

Because without any reference, he could not even be sure how far he had seen. It was one hundred miles or one hundred meters. Perhaps his vision was also engulfed by the dilution of white, and he could not reach too far. He was rushing around like a headless fly, but he thought he had searched for a large range.

He can cast spells at will, but they will disappear at the moment of his attack. He cannot use it to judge the visual distance.

But is this really gone? Or is it because it exceeds this distance that he can't see anything and hear any sound?

And he soon discovered that no matter how he casts his magic, there is no loss of magic power. Even if he has never absorbed spiritual power, there is no spiritual power in this world to absorb.

Although he did not encounter any enemies, nor was he rejected by this world. But in this vast and pure white world, he felt an unprecedented mysterious atmosphere.

He who had entered the path of the demon could not help but feel a little trembling.

After staying in the sky for a while, he gradually couldn't figure out which direction the earth was in, from all directions, white up and down, left and right, and exactly the same.

He has been flying around for many years. He actually feels empty in his heart, lost in direction and irrelevant.

Fortunately, there is still a difference between heaven and earth here. After he took the escape method, he fell back to the earth.

He deliberately fell directly on the white ground from a high altitude, but he still did not suffer any injuries or even felt any impact.

It feels like the white earth is neither soft nor hard, and it is completely indescribable.

And it was very smooth, without any texture. He lay on the ground and rubbed it carefully for a while, without even a grain of sand bulging or dent, but at the same time it was not smooth at all.

Everything and all feelings that are used to are withdrawn, leaving an absolute blank.

He even missed the coldness of the glaciers, the fiery sea of ​​fire, and the fury and joy in his heart.

He tried to make some marks on the white earth as a reference, but it was a powerful move to open up mountains and cut off the current, but he could not carve even a trace on the earth.

Everything has become unscrupulous, and it is impossible to fight to the death.

"What the hell is this place?"

...

At the same time, in the Nether Palace, the temple of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

There is an ancient saying: "Looking invisible and listening silently is called the underworld. The underworld is the meaning of Tao rather than Tao."

The plaques on the left and right said: "Sure and tolerance are as moving as the earth, and meditation is as deep as hidden as hidden."

King Equity gave a bow and asked, "Why didn't the Bodhisattva stop that man?"

He didn't think it was really "Judge Lu" who went astray and accidentally broke into the eighteenth level of hell.

I glanced at the big white dog like a lion under the seat. Although the Hell Road is boundless and vast, with this "Dieting Divine Beast", it is impossible to grasp the movements of "that person".

Back then, the spiritual stone monkey made a big fuss in the underworld, and was also blocked by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. How could he not stop a small ghost immortal?

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva slowly opened his eyes, his pale blue face seemed to be smiling, and his expression was indifferent: "No birth or death, neither dirty nor clean, neither increasing nor decreasing."

King Pingdi was stunned for a moment and immediately understood: "As long as he was a ghost immortal, he dared to enter the formless realm, that was really a trap. I was too worried."

If there are ordinary monks here, they will be stunned.

Buddhism names all the three thousand worlds "****". It envelops the "desire realm", and the upper level is the "formless realm", which is the so-called "three realms".

"****" and "desire realm" are not the names of geographical areas.

As the name suggests, "desire realm" is a collection of all kinds of creatures, especially humans.

"****" is the collection of all colors and all matters. The "formless realm" is naturally the supreme realm that transcends it.

Therefore, most monks believe that the "formless realm" does not actually exist, but is just a description of the state of practice. Even if you enter the Western Paradise, you must have the opportunity to reach this state through unremitting practice.

But who would have thought that the formless realm not only exists, but also the true title of the eighteen levels of hell.

A big rock fell in King Equality's heart and he returned with satisfaction.

The evil ghosts who enter the "formless realm" will experience the real "infernal hell". Even if they fly a hundred eight thousand miles, they will just spin on the spot. Even if they stay in it for 100 million years, they will never be able to see the six-eared macaque.

You cannot seek survival, but you cannot seek death. You can do nothing and you cannot do nothing. You cannot do nothing. This is called "hell that is beyond words".

As for the fall of the four judges, he didn't care about it at all. In the six realms of reincarnation, there are many corpse-relieving immortals. If you become a judge, you can live forever and die. Who doesn't want to? And there are even more ghost immortals in the hungry ghost realm like wild dogs, in short, you can summon them again.

The only one who can threaten these true immortals is the "Heaven and Earth Killing Chasm".

After the King of Equality left, Diting and asked, "Bodhisattva, will the 'that man' really be trapped in the formless realm forever?"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva only said two words: "Wukong."

Di Ting shook all over, as if he had recalled a very bad memory: "Oh, you are good at everything, you just like to play dumb puzzles! Of course I know. As long as you practice the 'four meditations and eight concentrations' and can break the true meaning of 'emptiness is form', you can freely communicate in the formless realm. But he is just a ghost immortal, and even 'refining the god and becoming emptiness' is still far away! How could Wukong be able to?"

The so-called four meditations and eight concentrations are "meditation", which is the most important way of practice in Buddhism.

The four or eight are combined, which is exactly opposite to the formless realm, in the **** is meditation, and in the formless realm, it can also be divided into "four meditations" and "four empty realm".

The four meditations are in "enlightenment of color", and the four emptinesses are in "enlightenment".

The Heart Sutra says: "Form is not different from emptiness. Emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is color." It describes the four levels of realms, and it goes deeper into layers to the highest realm.

On the iceberg, Li Qingshan realized that "appearance is born from the heart" and could break through all kinds of colors and forms, and reached the state of "form is emptiness". He no longer suffered from torture and gained great freedom. This is "enlightenment of color".

Many eminent monks and masters with great wisdom and perseverance can reach this level as long as they continue to practice.

Even if you have survived seven heavenly tribulations and achieved the Arhat fruit, you may not be able to go further and realize that "emptiness is color".

The difficulty of "Wukong" can be seen.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva smiled but said nothing.

...

"My name is Li Qingshan, I have noticed that I am actually a character in the comic..."

On the vast white earth, Li Qingshan hugged his legs and muttered to himself, like a broken machine.

Suddenly he became angry: "But what about the background painting? Where is the dialog box?! This ghost place is not as good as a comic!!"

And his anger came and went quickly. His anger disappeared as soon as it ignited. I don’t know where he ran.

He also tried to fly around and search for the "old fifth man", but he knew it was no different from staying there. The concept of distance only makes sense when there is a reference object.

This process lasted for almost three years, without a stop in the middle. He would not feel tired anyway, but he was getting tired.

Time is also meaningless. Perhaps it has only been a moment since entering Tiewei Mountain.

He missed the tortures in hell. The tortures in a short period of time were unbearable, but when time was extended infinitely, it became the most terrible torture.
Chapter completed!