The Path Toward Heaven

I see.

Standing in the sea breeze, Patriarch Xuanyin stroked his thinning hair lightly, and sighed, It's really unfair.

Cao Yuan was originally the strongest in Chaotian Continent. He cultivated into a golden body, acquired the immortal energy in Jingyang's body, and learned the Soul Fire Control...how can he fight?

Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately.

Cao Yuan said to him: As long as you want, you can cultivate a golden body at any time.

This is what persuasion means.

That's too bitter, and I've always thought it didn't make sense.

Patriarch Xuanyin said: If you can become a Buddha in this way, don't you have to pick up the butcher's knife first?

Cao Yuan thought for a while and said, It seems that this statement is really unreasonable, so I take it back.

Patriarch Xuanyin laughed and said, I've never seen such an interesting and honest person like you.

Cao Yuan said: I just think you are right, this battle is really unfair.

Patriarch Xuanyin smiled and said: The world is not fair. The orthodox sects all have excellent spiritual veins, but we only have mixed and impure spiritual veins. We have no choice but to go other ways, and become the evil sect in your eyes. It is said that Guocheng Temple allows medical monks to use their hard-earned Zen skills to treat those ordinary people. How fair is this?

Cao Yuan was puzzled, and asked for advice: Healing the wounded, saving the dying, the strong helping the weak, isn't this just a remedy for injustice?

Xuanyin's ancestors said in the face: Born, old, and death, mortals can not be called mortals in the past. What do you want to do with the monks in the temple? Others admire you, but I have asked if the heaven and earth aura is willing to rise with the practitioners, or consume those worst and white bones for those mortals? Is it really willing to do this? Even if there is only one person, there is only a moment you don't want to do this, then you are unfair to him.

Cao Yuan was a little surprised and said: It turns out that you really believe what Taiping Daoist said.

Patriarch Xuanyin spat on the ground, and there was a small hole in the cliff: If I don't believe in the real person, what would I do with him for so many years?

Cao Yuan said with emotion: The whole practice world is waiting to see when you will give him a fatal blow, but I didn't expect to see you wrong.

After Kou Qingtong's death in Chaoge City, looking at the evil ways in the world, there is only such a great person as Xuanyin Patriarch. No one believed that such a big man would be sincerely willing to be a dog for Daoist Taiping. They all thought that he was a threat from the Qingshan Sword Formation and had to wait on him.

In my life, I have been arrogant, beautiful... and bleak. It is said that the kid over there is the best at punching holes in the world. In fact, how can he compare to me?

Patriarch Xuanyin squinted his eyes, looked at the scenery on the sea, looked through his thinning hair, and saw a ship in the distance.

I think that ship will go to a very far place, but I don't know where the destination is.

Numerous images from hundreds of years flashed through the thinning hair, gradually merged with the ship on the sea, and passed away in the distance.

Those pictures are either cruel and evil, or arrogant and arrogant, but most of them are dark.

It was the dark underground, that is, he couldn't even see the magma. He could only find the direction with his spiritual sense, digging the soil and rocks with his own hands, avoiding the search of the Qingshan Sword Formation, and then getting deeper and deeper underground.

When he heard the sound of the flute outside the cliff that day and knew the identity of the other party, instead of hating him, he had the urge to cry bitterly.

As long as he can leave the ground and see the light of day again, he can do whatever he wants.

Of course, no one wants to be a dog, let alone a master figure like him who once commanded the heroes of evil ways.

He followed Taiping Daoist, looking for an opportunity to give the opponent a fatal blow all the time. For example, the hoof in Ruocheng Temple, the fat monk who is as fat as a hoof...but they all failed. Do you want to keep trying? Just as the world guessed, staring at the back of Daoist Taiping, with green light in his eyes and saliva dripping from the corners of his lips, he was ready to rush up and bite his ankle fiercely at any time, dragging him into the endless abyss...

This dog wandered around the world with Daoist Taiping, and later got another chicken and continued to wander.

Wandering ah wandering.

Old dogs are really old.

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The ancestor Xuanyin didn't tell Cao Yuan about his mental journey in these years, that's unnecessary, and it's really ridiculous. He took out the jug and porcelain cup from his sleeve, poured a cup of dark green oily wine into it, passed it to his lips and drank it at a very slow speed, then let out a sigh of extreme satisfaction, and said with a bit of intoxication: I have never been to the upper realm, so I don't know if what the real person said is true, but I think what he said is very interesting, and it has been more than a hundred years old, and this wine is really delicious. Do you think I will care if the human race will face annihilation? Can I eat people? I I just feel that this matter is so big that I can forget those fears.

Cao Yuan looked at him and asked, What kind of fear?

Patriarch Xuanyin threw the jug and wine glass to the other side of the cliff, and said: The purpose of practice is to transcend life and death, and the purpose of ordinary people's religious belief is to escape life and death.

The purpose or meaning of all actions can only fall on the two words of life and death in the end.

Cao Yuan understood what he meant, and said leisurely: Everything is like...

It's like your thunder, lightning, bubble, dream, dream! Xuanyin ancestor didn't let him finish his sentence, and sternly shouted: What Hugh told me is nothing. What I said is the experience of the aspirant. I have listened to the scriptures in Guocheng Temple for decades, and I know no less than you. I only know that no matter what the Buddha thinks or what other people think, I am me. My existence is my existence. I am sure that I can't ascend. Seeing the dark night before me, of course I will be afraid!

Cao Yuan was silent for a long time, and said, So you need to do this.

That's right, what about Mieshi... Do you think it's a joke? Patriarch Xuanyin laughed extremely hoarsely.

Why are the scholars in Yimao Zhai willing to die for the country? Why are the orthodox monks willing to sacrifice for the sect? Because they have faith in their hearts, which can support them to overcome the great fear between life and death... Xuanyin Patriarch's voice became lower and lower: I know this is stupid and unreasonable, but it really works...it works.

Cao Yuan looked at him and asked earnestly, Then do you still have fear now?

There's some left.

Patriarch Xuanyin's breathing became a little short, staring at him and said: Fortunately, you are the strongest in Chaotian Continent. Fighting with you will make me excited and make me forget about those things.

Cao Yuan said, Okay.

The ancestor Xuanyin said: Come on, raise the knife in your hand and help me overcome this fear.

After saying this, his body was no longer bent, and he became extremely tall.

A knife light illuminates the East China Sea.

There was a light rubbing sound.

Like human fingers brushing against the hard rock at the bottom of the cold mountain.

Like a shirt being torn.

Like a sigh.

Extremely compassionate.

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Isn't it just that the jar is broken? How can there be so many words in this voice?

Patriarch Xuanyin covered his ears with his hands and said, looking like a playful and timid child, he lit the firecrackers, but was startled by the thunder in the sky.

Some black smoke overflowed from his fingers, and some bright red colors were hidden in the deepest part.

When the black mist fell on the ground, it began to burn blazingly, and there were some extremely low popping sounds, which should be caused by the rapid expansion of some extremely low-temperature ice cores.

Cao Yuan looked at him with emotion, not knowing what to say.

Patriarch Xuanyin covered his ears and said, You are so strong, yet you are beaten like a grandson every time by the Queen of the Snow Country. How powerful is that guy?

Cao Yuan couldn't bear it, and said, You are going to die, why do you care about these things? Be careful, hold your hands tighter.