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Chapter 738 Ghost Ancestor 2
The old man sighed softly, this is not what he wanted.

He originally wanted to use Ba's hand to dig out all the secrets of this kid, and at the same time figure out why the people of later generations can come to this era?It's a pity that Ba Tai took himself seriously, and was not under his control at all, so that he made trouble to this point.

With a casual grab, countless black qi were attracted by him and gathered into a ball in his hands. It was the remnant soul, Ba's remnant soul.

The old man closed his eyes slightly, he was reading the memory in the remnant soul.

After a long time, his fingers twirled lightly, and a golden flame appeared in his hand, covering the remnant souls. In the blink of an eye, all the remnant souls were refined, leaving only a dim gray light.

The old man flicked his hand, and the gray light flew towards Xie Xiaoyu.

Of course Xie Xiaoyu knew what it was.

This is also a remnant soul, a remnant soul with memories that was forcibly stripped out.

There will be such things after death, but most of human memory is stored in the brain, and there are very few memories in the soul. Ghosts do not have bodies, and all memories are in the soul, so it is so bright.

"There is what you want inside." The old man became kind again.

Xie Xiaoyu held the ball of light in his hand with some doubts, but he didn't absorb it, and now he doesn't believe the old man at all.

He couldn't guarantee that nothing had been tampered with.

"I know you can't trust me anymore, that's not my original intention." The old man was very helpless.

Xie Xiaoyu didn't talk to him, he didn't know if it was true or not, and he didn't want to know if it was true or not, so what if it was true?

The old man was not in a hurry, because he knew where Xie Xiaoyu's weakness was.

"If you don't accept these words, wouldn't it be a waste of time?" He asked with a smile, and then glanced at the top of his head.

The Heaven's Punishment still didn't dissipate, but was blocked by the old man and couldn't fall down for a while.

But Xie Xiaoyu also understands that his identity has been exposed, he has been discovered by Heavenly Dao, and it is impossible to stay in this era.

He was moved, and had to be moved.

Gritting his teeth, Xie Xiaoyu slapped the gray light on his forehead, and those memories were instantly absorbed by him.

There are some skills in it, but the number is not large. Most of the ancient ancestors specialize in one discipline, and few people dabble in many. At least Xie Xiaoyu has not seen anyone in his tribe who knows everything. He is probably The only exception.

The same is true for the postscript. The direction of his specialization is not the method of ghost cultivation in later generations, but the way of spiritual thoughts.

No wonder the old man called "Xuan" asked him to find this guy, and no wonder the other old men knew about Ba's personality but didn't object. This guy is really good at this.

When he read all those memories carefully, Xie Xiaoyu was completely shocked.

Most of it contained his own insights, Xie Xiaoyu felt very familiar, these are fundamentally the method of relics and the method of reincarnation in later generations of Buddhism.

Could it be that this guy is not a ghost ancestor, but a Buddha?

Suddenly a thought flashed out, Xie Xiaoyu's hair stood on end, and he looked at the old man in amazement.

He just thought of the old man's name—Xuan.

Xuan refers to black.

The ten highest-ranking elders are named after their colors, namely red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, black, gray, and white.

In later generations, these ten are honored as Heavenly Emperors, the most famous of which are Red Emperor, Yellow Emperor, Qing Emperor, and White Emperor.The other six emperors were all mentioned in one stroke and rarely mentioned, so he didn't have much impression of this Xuandi.

But at this moment, he thought of another Xuan—the Xuan of Xuanmen.

Since ancient times, everyone believed that this Xuan refers to the sky.

The so-called Tianxuandihuang, the sky is black, so Xuan also represents the sky.

The characteristic of Xuanmen is to respect the way of heaven and practice within the bounds of the way of heaven. The so-called three thousand ways and eighty-four thousand methods are all derived from the way of heaven.

But at this moment, Xie Xiaoyu had another thought, maybe the Xuanmen was established by this person in front of him, and this person is the ancestor of Xuanmen.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt like it.

This old man is also practicing the "Hunyuan Jing", which has the title of the ancestor of all dharmas in Taoism, from which yin and yang, four images, five elements, and eight trigrams all come from.

Now he has learned the Buddha's light and the mantra, and also obtained the two fundamental Buddhist methods of relics and reincarnation. It can be said that the embryonic form of Buddhism has already taken shape.

"Xuanmen?" The old man felt a palpitation. He had been spying on Xie Xiaoyu's thoughts. The reason why he and Xie Xiaoyu had such an argument was to know what would happen in the future.

For a person who comes from the afterlife, in his eyes, the greatest value is to know what happened in the afterlife?
However, he is cautious, afraid of offending the way of heaven, so he planned to use his hands to others and find Ba Lai to top the vat, but he didn't expect Ba to be out of control, let alone Xie Xiaoyu's strength is not strong, but his wisdom is high, and he is extremely decisive. It became what it is now.

Sensing Xie Xiaoyu's thoughts at this moment, the old man's heart trembled, and he felt a door was slowly opening towards him.

Isn't this exactly what he's been looking for?
His tribe has grown to the end.Tens of thousands of years have passed, the population is increasing, but the talents are getting less and less, the status of the tribe is getting higher and higher, but the potential is getting smaller and smaller.There are many problems in this, the biggest problem is seniority, father's succession, blood relationship, which determines the level of status, most people lose their self-motivation, and what's worse, those who are self-motivated are suppressed instead.

Not just his tribe, other tribes, and even the entire human race.

The human race is gradually losing its vitality.

He has been troubled by this, but he has never been able to find a solution, and now he finally sees a new way.

It is no longer based on the tribe, but on the cultivation method as the foundation. People who practice the same method gather together, and the status is no longer determined by blood relationship, but by the strength of each person. Talent is not a problem. You can find it directly from the outside, and you can have as many as you want.

In the blink of an eye, a lot of ideas had formed in the old man's mind.

The words "Master and Apprentice" first flashed out of his mind. There would be no more father and son, only master and apprentice, less blood ties, no mother, uncle and other entanglements, it would definitely save a lot of trouble.

The next moment, the word "monk" flashed out of his mind again.

This new system must be different from the tribe, and must be separated from the tribe.

Immediately afterwards, the word "secular" popped up again.

The secular world composed of blood relations ensures that the blood of the human race will continue from generation to generation, and the sect composed of master-student relations ensures that the inheritance of the human race will not be cut off.This is definitely a more perfect system than the tribe. No wonder the human race of later generations can become the protagonist of the world, and it can be passed down for millions of years and become more and more prosperous.

He knew that all of this would definitely be successful, because there was a Taoist disciple from a later life in front of him.

As long as he thought that Xie Xiaoyu was his descendant millions of years later, and shouldered the mission of continuing his inheritance, a sense of intimacy surged in his heart.

"Let me help you again." The old man raised his hand lightly, across the distance in an instant, and placed it directly on Xie Xiaoyu's forehead.

Among the memories absorbed by Xie Xiaoyu just now, some of them are Baba's sentiments. These sentiments do not belong to Xie Xiaoyu, so they can only be memories and can only be used as references. But at this moment, these sentiments have gradually integrated into his mind. Among them, part of it turned into his perception.

Although it is only a small part, it is still notable. These perceptions are all related to the Dao, and it is impossible for the true immortals of later generations to have them.

In addition to the epilogue's comprehension, there is also a hint of comprehension of the way of time, which is obviously the compensation given by the old man.

It is also compatible with the Tao, the old man is different from the wood spirit, the wood spirit is born with it, it can be regarded as the projection of the Dao, directly connected with the Dao, and knows the mystery of the Dao.The old man's "Tao" was comprehended by himself, and then merged with the Dao.

For Xie Xiaoyu, this is more useful.

The old man's understanding of time is not comprehensive, only compression, superposition, static, stagnation, and acceleration, and he has never touched backtracking or speed.

This is the difference between the ancient times and the later generations. The later generations have a complete system. What branches does each avenue have?What are the characteristics of each?It's all clear.Therefore, when comprehending the Dao, you can follow the map to find out the clues, and you can also advance from easy to difficult, layer by layer, like Xie Xiaoyu, take the fast way first, and then push the time way, which is a trick.There are also methods of bypassing analogy, such as extending from the way of wood to the way of good fortune.

In the ancient times, everything was being explored, and even this being, one of the best among the human race, had an incomplete understanding of time.

But for Xie Xiaoyu, all this is enough.

After all, it is the way of time. Except for the three primordial avenues of Hunyuan, Taiji, and Creation, there is no other avenue that can be above it, and the avenues of space, reincarnation, yin and yang, and karma are all below it.

"You should go." The old man withdrew his hand.

Xie Xiaoyu understood what the old man meant, he raised his head and glanced at the top of his head.

The power of heaven's punishment entrenched above his head has become stronger and stronger.

"Can you do me a favor?" Xie Xiaoyu smiled, most of his hostility towards the old man had dissipated at this moment.

Not because of the favors the old man gave him, but because of the old man's identity - the ancestor of Xuanmen.

"What do you want?" The old man didn't refuse.

Xie Xiaoyu shook the feather fan in his hand: "Help me dig a hole and bury this thing."

Needless to say, the old man knew a lot in almost an instant.

The catastrophe is approaching, ready to go to sea, the law of space has changed, the garro wood, the secret treasure of space, the wood spirit, the last trump card.

"Where do you want to bury?" It is about the fate of future generations, so the old man is straightforward.

Xie Xiaoyu's mind instantly flashed his tribe, and flashed the stone platform where he often sat cross-legged. Millions of years later, that stone platform is still in place.

(End of this chapter)