When Ziwei Xingjun heard Qingyin calling him the old man, she was stunned at first, then stroked her gray beard and laughed, "Xiao Qingyin, you really have an appetite for me."
Pointing at these his proudest star formations, he said, "How about it, do you like it?"
Qingyin nodded honestly, "It's very special."
"There is something more special. Do you want to watch Xiao Qingyin?" Ziwei Xingjun smiled, and there was a shrewd luster in his wise eyes.
Thinking of the serious matter here, Qingyin couldn't help but frown her pretty eyebrows. When she was about to refuse, she heard Ziwei Xingjun say, "You have to think clearly. If you refuse, you will never see it again. You are sure not to go.
have a look?"
Seeing that he was so mysterious, Qingyin pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement.
"Don't worry, you will fall in love with it later." Ziwei Xingjun led Qin Qingyin into a secret door next to her.
Behind the secret door, it was pitch black.
Qingyin's heart suddenly became nervous, "Old, old man, why is it dark here?"
"Don't be anxious." Ziwei Xingjun observed her changes in the dark.
After the words came to his mouth, he pinched a magic trick and bounced it toward the dark curtain.
The white light fell into the air and gradually became vague. In a moment, it turned into countless snowflakes the size of copper coins and drifted down, and then melted as soon as they landed on the ground.
Then, many milky white lights as big as fireflies appeared on the ground, slowly rising, and finally stopped on the dark curtain.
It shines like gems, gorgeous and brilliant.
"Is this... Xingxing?" Qingyin shouted in surprise.
Ziwei Xingjun stroked his white beard and smiled and said, "This is the fate of the world. Every star represents a life. The fall of the star also represents the end of that."
As he was speaking, he saw that the light of a star shone brightly on the side and finally fell slowly, falling to Qingyin's feet and disappeared.
Looking at this scene, Qingyin was stunned, her little face twisted and murmured: "It disappeared...he/she disappeared..."
"Birth, old age, sickness and death are the common human nature. Kind people enter the samsara and become humans again. Those who are unforgivable of the ten evils fall into the eighteen levels of hell and will never be reborn in the future. Those who practice great wisdom and great wisdom can practice ghosts and immortals after death and like the Pure Land.
This is humanity.” Mastering the movements of the world is something that Ziwei Star Lord must observe every day.
"But, this is very cruel!" Qingyin bit her lip, and under the dazzling starry sky, she looked at Ziwei Star Lord with a slight anger.
Ziwei Xingjun spread his hands, "Someone dies, and someone reborns. This is a way to maintain the balance of the universe, which is very common!"
As he said that, he cast a spell and condensed a light screen.
On the light screen, it shows a portrayal of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man in the world.
Seeing the old woman crying so sadly, Qingyin's heart hurts.
Then, the picture changed again. This time, it was a little beggar. In the cold winter, he knelt in the snow and asked for it.
Passersby hurriedly, no one paid attention to him.
Until the sky gradually darkened, the little beggar didn't ask for anything to eat. In desperation, he put his hope on the bun shop next to him, a basket of steaming buns.
He rushed over and took only one bun.
As soon as I put it in my close chest, I was beaten to the ground by the shop that I chased out...
The screen switched again, but this time, Qingyin did not stare at the screen.