lord of all phenomena

Chapter 397
The perspective of the young Taoist is also that of Gu Qing. He seems to be looking everywhere, but every word spoken by the Taoist Taishi turns into a trickle and settles in the heart of the young Taoist. Gu Qing shares this memory.

Most of the immortals frowned, and none of them smiled happily, which shows how obscure and difficult the content of Taishi Daozu's speech was.

In the end, the perspective of the young Taoist fell on Taishi Taoist.

I still can't see the face clearly, but I feel that it is the beginning of everything, and it can transform all phenomena, and I don't care about the gaze of the young Taoist.

Later, Gu Qing heard a chuckle.

This is from the young Taoist priest.

Taishi Taoist stopped preaching, his eyes fell on the young Taoist, the bell sounded, the initial clear and clear, then vicissitudes, then low and deep again, and finally muddled, indescribable.

When the immortals looked at Taishi Taoist ancestor again, they found that Taoist ancestor had left.

A fairy blamed: "Why did Lord Shaoyang belittle Teacher Taishi, so much so that the teacher left in anger."

The young Taoist looked at him and said with a slight smile: "Brother Taishi has preached for 3000 years, and he has given it [-] times so far. You have never missed a single one. There should be something to gain, and it has already been achieved. If there is no gain, it is not bad." This time, why blame me."

The immortal was choked by the young Taoist, and was about to refute, but was pulled back by the immortal next to him.

"Mr. Shaoyang is transformed by the vitality of Taoist Qingyang. On weekdays, even the Daoist Golden Immortal would give him three points. Let alone us, don't argue with him."

The immortal listened to the advice and left.

All the immortals scattered separately.

In a blink of an eye, the huge dojo was scattered to the point where only Shaoyang Jun was left. It was so quiet that it was hard to describe it.

Lord Shaoyang didn't feel that he had done something wrong, he took the seat where the Taishi Daoist was sitting before, and actually preached on his own.

He opened his mouth and said: "Brother Taishi is talking about Hunyuan Daoguo, which is the practice of a golden immortal or above. He has put in a lot of painstaking efforts, but no one else can understand it. Now I will talk about something simple."

There was no one in front of Shaoyang Jun, if there was someone beside him, he would be very surprised.

Gu Qing was a little surprised, but felt that Lord Shaoyang was talking to him.

Gu Qing didn't have time to think about it, the true sound of the Great Dao slowly came out from Lord Shaoyang's mouth, like spring thunder, which naturally surprised Gu Qing and fascinated him.

Lord Shaoyang was talking about the cultivation of Yuanshen, but this cultivation of Yuanshen started from Chengyuanshen and pointed directly to the realm of Jinxian. At the beginning, Gu Qing could understand it clearly. There is a sense of contradiction, because many of the contents here are very contradictory to what Jun Shaoyang said at the beginning, and some contents are completely different from each other, irrelevant.

If you practice according to the previous content, then the subsequent practice will be very contradictory. If you think about the latter practice, the previous practice will also be completely wrong.

Lord Shaoyang didn't explain it either, he just said it on his own.

Gu Qing could only listen attentively, and it didn't know how long it had passed. Suddenly, Gu Qing heard a thunderous sound, and what Lord Shaoyang said was like a sharp ax that split Gu Qing's Dao Heart. Hundreds of memories flooded my heart.

Those different lives come and go, and there are also countless different "Gu Qings" and different "Is".

But these different selves have one thing in common, that is truth.

Everyone is "Gu Qing".

Gu Qing's heart can't help being immersed in every part of life, there are laughter, tears, parting, and reunion. Every life has its shining points, which are also the traces left by Gu Qing.

"All the past, all the past, can you let go of them all?" Gu Qing's Dao heart raised a torture.

In all fairness, his experience in this life is not willing to give up, because it is close, so it is profound, but many lives ago, he also had profound and unforgettable experiences, should these be discarded?
Now he has forgotten it, that is also because of the years.

If a long period of time passes, the cherished memory in front of me is just a jar of old wine. If you miss a lot, it will be like drinking, and it will become less and less.

If it is dusty, it will be no different from those deep memories of the past.

"No." This was Gu Qing's answer.

The sufferings and laughter in the past have made Gu Qing the present, without these, there would be no Gu Qing now.

The previous dust can be washed to make it more clear and clean, but how can we discard it completely?
Mengpo soup is the cloth to wipe the dust from the mirror in the heart.

But what if the mirror itself is clean?
Since there is no need to wipe.

"No."

Gu Qing replied firmly and forcefully.

In Gu Qing's Dao heart, countless "Is" turned into stars, suddenly shining brightly, and shining light, and the countless lights suddenly condensed and condensed into Gu Qing.

The suffering in the past made Gu Qing what he is now, but the past was not only suffering.

Gu Qing suddenly felt a positive energy in his heart. He had only a little consciousness now, but he also felt warm. Gu Qing suddenly realized that every one of him who has been reincarnated in thousands of generations has a trace of his own aura.

Lord Shaoyang's practice method is not contradictory, but he does not want to practice with himself.

Countless differences gather together to form the Vientiane Senlo.

Daoists are in harmony but not in harmony, and demons are in harmony but not in harmony.

Therefore, people in the magic way will kill each other, even if they have the same ideals.

The young Taoist disappeared suddenly, and Gu Qing left the dojo.

The dark and devilish energy is attacking the yang and harmonious energy that envelops Gu Qing's last bit of consciousness.Like an egg shell about to break.Gu Qing is fearless in his heart.

The yang harmony of Jiushao Dingyin sword was finally exhausted by the demonic energy.

Gu Qing's last bit of consciousness was nakedly exposed in front of the demonic energy.

At the same time, an eternal, self-respecting, self-contained magic appeared. As long as Gu Qing accepted this magic, he would be able to become a magic body from the Tao, and become a heavenly magic body.

It's a temptation that's hard to resist.

The vast majority of monks in the world, when faced with this kind of temptation, are afraid that they will find it difficult to restrain themselves, and they will give up and continue to practice hard.

It is too difficult to refuse such an opportunity to ascend to the sky in one step.

Gu Qing gave up!
He passed up the opportunity.

The demonic energy seemed to perceive Gu Qing's intentions, and turned into a cold and terrifying murderous aura, as if it wanted to completely destroy Gu Qing.

If you can't get it, you will be destroyed. This is a common thing in the magic way.

Gu Qing did not annihilate himself.

The "I" of thousands of lives is like a star, gathering light!

Gu Qing's remaining consciousness got these lights, and the original spirit that had been completely destroyed suddenly revived and thrived at a speed visible to the naked eye.

All "I" are one.

Xuanhuang's meritorious energy was also fully integrated into Gu Qingyuan's spirit.

The first movement of Yiyang combined with Xuanhuang!

Gu Qing's newborn soul hummed loudly, gave birth to thunder, and turned into a flash of lightning, disappearing without a trace.

Even though the demon ancestor was transformed into a Taoist body, he couldn't help being shaken by the sound, and lost his mind for a while, losing his sense of Gu Qing.

The western sky, where the setting sun was like blood, was occupied by a burst of golden light. The demon ancestor stared at the west sea, sneered again and again, and then dispersed into black sand, disappearing invisible.

(End of this chapter)