Wang Xuan frowned. This only remaining page of scripture was somewhat different. It questioned everything and doubted time and space. According to what it said, everything except itself was false.
It can be said that this cognitive view is a bit crazy, not like scripture, but like a cold and bizarre description.
"The streets are bustling with people and lights. You are wandering in the crowd. Are there really so many people walking with you? Wrong. In fact, there is only yourself. The huge city and the prosperous night scene are just one person's imagination."
“The real you is either lying under the frozen soil or lying in the cold universe. Everything in the world, all its splendor, is just a dream woven by you alone.”
"When you wake up, you may find that the so-called prosperous world and dazzling fireworks are all like bubbles, and all that is left is you lying in the darkness. Between heaven and earth, there is only you, and all the colorful past are your thoughts. You wake up, and the real you is back."
"It's late at night, everything is quiet, you are reading quietly by yourself, the city outside the window, the sound of cars on the road, the villages and towns in the distance, do they exist? No, everything is false, you are lying under the cold soil, only your mind is active, presenting all this."
"There is only you in the world, an illusion of one person. Everything and everything is an extension of your own thoughts, woven into an illusory yet grand bubble. Wake up now."
"Perhaps neither the frozen soil nor the deep space of the universe exists. You are just lying quietly in the unspeakable nothingness, your body is cold but your mind is active. You have constructed the world with your thoughts. When you wake up from the dream, everything collapses and reality appears..."
Wang Xuan was lost in thought and a little dazed. Is this scripture?
Across time and space, separated by countless years, words and language can no longer be understood and passed on, only this spirit can resonate.
If what is written on this page is credible, then the real world is too scary. All of this is the projection of one's own thoughts. I am the only one in the past and present, and everything, the universe, is illusory?
Wang Xuan was confused. This scripture was somewhat demonic and brainwashing. It was idealism at its extreme. Apart from self-sacrifice, there was nothing else in the world.
"Why does it look like a diary left by a mentally ill person?" He looked confused. Is this the last scripture? To him, it felt useless.
However, in a civilized fire, it was written with ordinary materials but remained intact and not burned, which shows that the meaning it contained is unusual.
Fortunately, these are just a few scribbles, not all of them.
Wang Xuan threw it into the fire and continued to communicate with it. After the mental fluctuations were consistent, he captured its thoughts again.
"Do you believe it? Since ancient times, there has been only one person in the world, and I am you. When I am awake, I will leave a record. When your spirit extends, you will see the only piece of paper in the world that records the truth..."
Wang Xuan was speechless. What followed was still the diary of a mentally ill person, still brainwashing him.
"In fact, this is just a hypothesis. Believe it or not, it's all right. The truth is more unpredictable and more bizarre than what I said. What I said is just to remind you. Maybe the truth is that you are a patient who has been lying on the sickbed for most of your life. Your body has aged, and your spirit is dying, sketching all things and scenes, and everything is born from this..."
"Poisonous!" Wang Xuan said, and then he waved to the little white tiger and said, "Come, I will reveal the real world to you and pass on to you a supreme scripture that tells you the essence of all things..."
Then, he rudely tortured the little white tiger and passed on this spiritual imprint to him.
Unexpectedly, the round-faced girl became demented and fell into a deep state. She kept mumbling in her sleep, saying, "That makes sense. The Demon Lord is my true body and my main consciousness. Wang Xuan is my spiritual dregs. Therefore, he should be beaten to death. I am the only one in the world who is real!"
When Wang Xuan saw this, he was speechless and didn't want to pay any attention to her.
He quickly captured the spiritual imprint again, and then finally saw the real scripture.
"What I have said is just an introduction. The birth and death of karma depends on your heart. The spirit is the only sword that can split the fog and approach the truth, but the accumulation of real energy and the use of the body as a shield for self-defense are also indispensable. If there is only me in the world, then take this as the standard and capture the truth outside of me..."
What follows is the real scripture, but it is still based on the assumption of a mental patient's diary and is deduced based on this premise.
“Damn it, if I want to learn your method, I have to brainwash myself first and turn myself into a mental patient?!” Wang Xuan was almost speechless.
Of course, if you stand in the author's perspective, everything is so natural. This is a letter he wrote to himself, and he believes that he is the only one in the world.
In this scripture, I feel that the influence of reality is everywhere and resonates with me, but the real energy substance is difficult to capture.
Only when the spirit is pure and one realizes that there has only been oneself since ancient times and one has cultivated a spiritual eye, can one capture the splendid real matter at the end of the endless darkness, accumulate it in one's body, and use it for one's own benefit.
"I don't even need to purify myself anymore, I already have the spiritual third eye. According to this statement, I am a born mental patient?"
Wang Xuan complained in his heart, this guy is really interesting, is he serious? Why does it feel like he is tormenting future generations without leaving any trace?
According to the scriptures, if one can cultivate the spiritual third eye, the temptation alone is enough for some practitioners to take the risk and turn themselves into a mental patient.
However, the following scriptures are indeed interesting, but he needs to look at them dialectically and refine them on his own, otherwise he will really become a "critically ill patient."
"In this cold universe, I am the only one. All the illusions I have experienced, such as birth and death, and the sudden disintegration of a brilliant star, all emit a little bit of real substance in the illusion, which is worth cherishing and extracting..."
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