reax;
In a daze, he seemed to remember a world where one could never help an old lady fall to the ground. It was best not to even get close to her. Who would have thought that in this Elysium, he would be able to get money after knocking down an old lady.
Compared to that, this world was indeed better.
Not only that, the onlookers were also concerned, "Child, are you alright?" "That auntie was not careful when she walked, look at how she knocked someone's child." "Sigh, I have not seen such a small child for many years. How pitiful."
Not only were the 'spectators' not cold, but they were also very warm. It was as if they could melt a person.
'Eggsheng' felt guilty and quickly confessed, "It wasn't her who knocked me, it was me who knocked her."
The crowd liked him even more, "What a good child, speaking up for others even after being knocked down." "That's right, that's right. Come, child, go buy some pancakes."
He was soon drowned in the Bodhi seeds, "I don't want it, I don't want anything." It was not easy for him to walk away from the enthusiastic onlookers.
"Rare, rare, really rare, a sparrow trampling an old hen to death, an ant three feet long, an old grandpa sitting in a cradle."
He shook his head and hummed a song, following Abbot Yangon through the surging crowd. Unfortunately, there were no other children on the street, and no one came to sing with him.
Suddenly, Abbot Yangon stopped, "Let's stay here for the night."
"Here."
This was neither a monastery nor an inn, but a large square.
At this time, the sun was setting, and the lanterns were lit. The square was bustling with noise and excitement. Many people were lined up, singing and dancing. No matter how one looked at it, it was not a place to stay.
"Yes, this is the place."
"Alright."
'Eggsheng' held his cheeks and sat down on the steps, looking at the dancing crowd. The setting sun dyed his face as red as an apple, and he unconsciously smiled. He looked no different from an ordinary child.
Abbot Yangon suddenly felt a trace of pity. Perhaps he should not have gotten him involved. Perhaps not only should he not have helped him recover his memory, but he should have helped him completely seal the past.
The heroic determination that belonged to 'Li Qingshan' was backed by mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and boundless sins. He was not willing to be like an ordinary cultivator, treating all living beings as ants. If that was the case, he would never be able to feel at ease and would have to bear this sin. Thus, he became even more resolute. Even if he were to die in battle somewhere, he would take it as a matter of course.
Now that he recalled what he said in the Pure Land Temple in Black Cloud City, it was still deafening and to the point.
"I'm laughing at how weak all of you are. You're no different from those fellows who view all life as ants. Because they couldn't bear the pain in their hearts, they had to abandon their good thoughts and lay down the butcher's knife. Both are distorting their hearts, but what's the difference? "
"The heart is compassionate, and the heart is evil. Carrying a butcher's knife in hand, killing strong enemies outside, isn't that a pleasure? Why go to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss? "
"Those who kill will always be killed. Since I killed, I was prepared to be killed. I don't seek bliss, I don't seek longevity, how can a monk measure it? "
It wasn't as profound as the Buddhist scriptures, but this great determination and willpower was simply incredible.
At this moment, Eggsheng suddenly jumped up. "I'm going to dance."
Those dancers kept teasing him, and in just a short while, he had already learned most of the dance moves. Finally, he could not hold it in any longer and jumped onto the stage.
Like a pail of cold water poured into a pot of hot oil, the atmosphere in the square immediately became as enthusiastic as fire.
A figure flashed in front of him, it was the old lady who bumped into him. Her figure was abnormally vigorous and she was constantly spinning in circles.
"Kid, you came, let's compete."
"Let's compete, who's afraid of who."
"I, Zhang Sue."
"I, Li Eggsheng."
One old and one young danced in the middle of the square. Everyone surrounded them, cheering and cheering, but the dance didn't stop.
Zhang Sue had been immersed in this path for many years, visited countless dance masters, stepped on countless squares, and mastered this dance skill. It was so exciting that people completely forgot her age and were immersed in her dance.
However, she was soon astonished and shocked. It was as if this child knew how to dance since birth. Every movement he made was as smooth as flowing water, perfect and flawless. How was this a child, he was clearly a dance master. Soon, she couldn't keep up with his dance steps and was convinced of her defeat.
'Eggsheng' was in high spirits and defeated the dancers one by one. Cheers surged like waves, and the air was so hot that it seemed like it was about to burn.
He danced without restraint, like a storm, like a whirlwind, like a frog in a flurry, like a fighting tiger. It wasn't just the moves he had just learned, but also the Yangko Dance, Peacock Dance, Latin Dance, Tap Dance, and Street Dance that originated from the past.
He became the one and only leader of the dancers, and everyone followed his steps.
Abbot Yangon shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Forget it, a mere Yangon, what qualifications does he have to help Li Qingshan choose his path?"
'Eggsheng's eyes were half closed, and he forgot everything around him, as if he had fallen into a dream. He felt great joy in his heart, and he couldn't express it without dancing. He also felt great anger, and he couldn't vent it without dancing. He also felt great sorrow, and he couldn't calm down without dancing.
Every emotion turned into an action, and it even radiated outside the square, inspiring everyone to do the same action.
When the bell rang, a group of armored guards with weapons in their hands approached the plaza. "It's getting late, everyone should disperse."
Usually, everyone would disperse when they heard the bell, but today, no one cared about the guards' urging. Instead, more and more people came from all directions.
The guards passed through the crowd and rushed into the center of the square, trying to stop the 'lead dancer'.
However, he still danced to his heart's content. Suddenly, a third eye opened on his forehead, shooting out burning divine flames that surrounded his body, preventing the guards from approaching.
A statue of a god appeared on his body, wearing a flaming crown on his head, holding a small drum and flames in his hands. He was also dancing, but his movements were extremely slow and full of power. He slowly raised his left leg, and his right foot stepped on a flaming halo. His four arms gently stretched out.
There was a series of clanging sounds, and even the guards threw away their weapons and danced with him. Their expressions were intoxicated, and they forgot their duties.
"Demonic Dance!"
Abbot Yangon frowned, and it was a little unexpected. He had almost forgotten that Li Qingshan cultivated the Dao of Great Freedom, and now he was displaying the King Dance Form of the Great Freedom Heaven. There was clearly a trace of divinity in it, and even he couldn't stop it.
The flaming halo rotated endlessly, and it symbolized the reincarnation of creation, preservation, and destruction. No one could escape such reincarnation, just like the people in the square at this moment.
Even those who never knew how to dance started to dance enthusiastically, and they instantly became dance masters, but they were somewhat like marionettes.
Unconsciously, he turned the square into his training field, and everyone into his believers. His primordial spirit's cultivation level increased rapidly.
The night grew darker, and all the lights in the city were extinguished, leaving only this square.
The bell struck twelve, giving the final warning.
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