"Ding Lang...Ding Lang...the next life and the next life...we will be husband and wife again..."

Ling Shuanghua fell to the ground, sobbing softly, and her ice tears mixed with blood flowed to the ground.

The pain of cutting her flesh and the pain of cutting into her bones was far less than the pain in her heart at this moment.

The lover is imprisoned by his father, and his life is like a candle, only between day and night.

I swore an oath before the spirit of my deceased mother, and I will never regret it in this life.

The body is still there, but the mind is dead.

If she didn't want to save her life and put a pot of chrysanthemums in front of the window every day for her brother Ding to see and play a melody for her brother Ding to hear, she would rather die.

Just when she was sobbing softly and feeling like her heart was being cut by a knife, she suddenly heard a voice in a trance.

"This...is your wish?"

A very strange sound.

It seems to be whispering in the ears, and it seems to be echoing in the heart.

Vast, solemn, peaceful, compassionate...

It seems that many beautiful words in the world can be added to it, but it still feels inadequate to describe and praise it.

Just hearing this voice, the grief in Ling Shuanghua's heart gradually became peaceful and peaceful.

The biting pain from the seventy-eight bloody wounds on his face actually faded away.

"Which senior master is it?"

Because this voice swept away a lot of pain for her, Ling Shuanghua didn't know where she got the strength to push herself up from the ground.

Although she is the daughter of a prefect, her father was once the leader of the Lianghu Longsha Gang.

The Longsha Gang was wiped out by the evil monk with the Blood Sword, and then her father became the prefect of Jingzhou.

I also have some understanding of Jianghu affairs.

There are many outstanding people in the world.

The voice was so magical that Ling Shuanghua only thought it was some senior master in the world.

"This...is your wish?"

This "senior" did not answer her, but repeated the same sentence, his voice still strange.

Ling Shuanghua thought that this faceless "senior" was trying to help her, so she shook her head sadly: "Senior, thank you very much. Shuanghua is done with this life, and there is nothing..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly paused.

Tan's mouth was slightly open, his hands were lightly covered, and his beautiful eyes were wide open, looking in front of him.

Suddenly I saw a ball of golden light.

A lotus flower that looks like it is made of gold but is crystal clear is falling gently from the sky.

When it fell in front of her, it hung in the air and slowly rotated.

"So beautiful..."

In a daze, Ling Shuanghua didn't notice anything strange, but just murmured subconsciously.

"Are you... talking?"

Ling Shuanghua lightly covered her mouth and said cautiously.

She knew that she might have encountered something incredible, and that strange voice might not be some senior figure in the world.

But facing a flower, she really didn't know what to call it.

She stretched out her hand with difficulty again, trying to touch the golden lotus.

It's not that I have any thoughts, it's just a simple yearning for beautiful things, and I subconsciously want to touch them.

With great difficulty, he reached his hand under the golden lotus and tried to lift it up.

Unexpectedly, just when she thought she was about to touch it, the golden lotus sank directly from her palm, as if it was submerged in water.

Ling Shuanghua finally confirmed that the sound really came from this golden lotus.

Something incredible happened to her.

Ling Shuanghua looked at her palm in disbelief. It was empty. Where could there be any lotus flowers?

If it weren't for the golden lotus-like mark on her palm, she would have thought that everything just happened was just an illusion caused by her extreme grief.

She murmured to herself: "Could it be that the Bodhisattva in heaven also knows the misery in my heart, and his spirit should help me?"

"Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, your compassion is immeasurable, why didn't you come here a moment earlier?"

"Now that Shuanghua has taken an oath and her appearance has been ruined, how can I see Ding Lang again in this life?"

Ling Shuanghua had a glimmer of hope in her heart due to the golden lotus vision, but when she thought of the oath she had just made and her ruined appearance, she suddenly felt infinite sadness.

He Shichen held it in his chest, weeping and crying: "I only hope that the Bodhisattva will be compassionate and bless me in the next life, so that I can meet and fall in love with Mr. Ding again, and stay together for the rest of my life."

"As you wish..."

The vast and solemn voice rose again, like a yellow bell and a big Lu.

It was as if it resounded in her heart, shaking her heart and soul.

In a daze, Ling Shuanghua felt a sudden change in front of her eyes. In an instant, it was as if the world had changed. Everything in front of her had completely changed.

She had never seen it before in her life, she had never even thought about it, and she definitely could not imagine that there would be such a wonderful sight.

There is darkness between heaven and earth...

No, even heaven and earth do not exist.

All he could see was the darkness of nothingness.

But there is a huge pillar that is too big to describe and too high to reach the top, standing in the darkness.

The giant pillar is so high that you can't even see the top. You don't even know how high the part that's not in the darkness is, but you can just see a magical mountain floating on top of the giant pillar.

It should be two seats...

One up and down, one positive and one negative, upside down, two mountains that are unimaginably big.

"..."

Although Ling Shuanghua is delicate, refined and refined, she is ultimately just a rich lady from an official family living in a deep boudoir.

Even the prosperity of the market is rarely seen, and the turmoil in the rivers and lakes is only heard of occasionally.

Where have you ever imagined such a magnificent and soul-shaking sight?

Immediately, he stood there like a fool.

"Hehehe..."

An old man's somewhat kind laughter suddenly sounded, which seemed particularly distant in this endless darkness and nothingness.

"ah!"

Ling Shuanghua woke up from the unspeakable shock, let out a soft cry, and turned around.

But he saw a graceful old woman, holding a walking stick and smiling on her face, coming slowly.

Perhaps it was the old woman's kind smile that made Ling Shuanghua feel at ease, or it was her own extraordinary character that calmed her mind and suppressed the endless doubts in her heart.

After a slight hesitation, he carefully inquired: "Are you... a Bodhisattva?"

"Bodhisattva? Haha"

The old woman shook her head.

Not a Bodhisattva?

Ling Shuanghua felt relieved and slightly disappointed.

"Then...old lady, it was you who brought Shuanghua?"

The old woman chuckled, looking at the seventy-eight bloody mouths on her face, which were terrifying, and sighed: "What a poor child."

Then he said without answering: "The pillars of heaven are not far away, and the Sumeru Scenic Area is indeed a wonderful scenery that transcends all the heavens and worlds. Girl, since you have arrived here, it is indeed a great fate, but you don't have to be so obsessed.

There is a chance.”

Tianzhu?

Xumi Shengjing?

All heavens and worlds?

Ling Shuanghua has a bright mind and a bright mind. Although she couldn't understand the old woman's words, she grasped the key points.

"This place...is called the Sumeru Shengjing?"

She murmured, as if talking to herself or asking: "In Buddhist teachings, there is a place where wonderful light accumulates, called Sumeru..."

She was born in a Hanlin family, had studied since childhood, and had dabbled in the classics of various religions. She was not completely unfamiliar with the word "Xumi".
To be continued...