What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 23 The moment, the moment

Xiniu Hezhou, Longevity Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple.

Wearing a purple-gold crown on his head, Wuyou Heyan wears it on his body, and three sets of beautiful beards under his lips, neatly trimmed.

The ancestor of the Earth Immortal, this immemorial has already passed the Golden Immortal Tribulation, and now he has opened his eyes to the immortal who has proved himself.

The book in his hand was slowly put away.

His face was blue and white, and he was extremely embarrassed!
"Go away!" In the Biyou Palace, the angry rebuke of the Intercepting Saint seemed to be still in his ears, rolling in.

In his eyes, the sage of interception seems to be still standing with his hands behind his back, his face is like frost, his feet are stepping on the ground, patches of green lotus emerge from the earth's veins, countless thunder lights rush to the left and right, immortal light rises into the sky, and the sage's power blows towards his face.

So he only felt that the sky and the earth changed color, and the thunder bursts.

All around, Shangqing Xianguang rolled and roared.

Shangqing Shenlei, hidden in it, is ready to go.

The Qingping sword was locked in the distance, and the situation was rolling.

Heavenly Murder!
Zhen Yuanzi took a deep breath.

"It's no wonder that the Great Tribulation of the Conferred God, you intercepted the teaching and was besieged by the Four Sages!" He shook his head: "With such saints who don't know the etiquette, how can the disciples understand the rules?!"

Having said that, Zhen Yuanzi's hand still trembled uncontrollably.

Under the saints, all living beings are ants!

Wuzhuangguan has been able to continue from the ancient times to the present, and it has never been relying on Taoist magic powers, spiritual treasures and fairy things.

Rather, it wanders between parties, and no one is offended.

At the same time, it acts as an intermediary for all parties to negotiate.

This is the way of survival of the Five Villages.

Therefore, when he sensed that the sage of the interception had left the customs, Zhen Yuanzi immediately thought that he should go say hello and form a good relationship.

but don't want to...

The good fate did not come to fruition, but was slapped back by the Intercepted Saint.

Up and down the Three Realms, Daluo and quasi-sages, I'm afraid they all already know about it.

In the Wuzhuang Temple, the ancestor of the earth immortal, for some reason, was intercepted by the saint and walked away, his face was completely stepped on the soil!
Zhenyuanzi felt that it was completely inexplicable, and he didn't know what to say.

"When did I offend Intercept?"

Deliberately want to calculate, but, with great effort, the calculation is only a blur.

The cause and effect of saints are inherently hidden, and it is difficult to calculate.

But the sect master is now out of the world, not in the three realms.

Its cause and effect is even more chaotic, and it is impossible to calculate.

Only a low eyebrow sighed.

What can he do?

Mention this guy even on Biyou Palace?
I'm afraid that halfway through the journey, a gold bucket of mixed yuan will be dropped and taken to the nine-curved Yellow River formation.

If you are unlucky, maybe you will meet a water and fire gourd, and be caught by Na Kui Niu to fill the sea eye of the North Sea.

Zhen Yuanzi is very clear.

He is not even an opponent of the disciples of the sage.

Even the mount that the sage placed on Beiju Luzhou could easily handle him.

While sighing, a disciple's voice came from outside the door: "Teacher, the Holy Emperor Fuxi of Huoyun Cave sent someone to send a letter!"

Zhenyuanzi suddenly became puzzled: "Fuxi Holy Emperor?"

The three holy emperors of Huoyundong are the holy emperors of the human race.

After the catastrophe of the Lich, these three holy emperors, led the human race, and finally established the position of the protagonist of heaven and earth.

Therefore, the merits and virtues are sanctified, and the blessings are brought to the people.

But because of this, these three holy emperors are trapped in the Huoyun Cave. Unless the human race faces the danger of annihilation, the three emperors are destined to hide in the world and cannot be born!
This involves the cause and effect of heaven and earth.

It also involves five Hunyuan Promise saints!
Even Zhen Yuanzi, it is difficult to know the details.

However, the three emperors of Huoyundong, although they guard the immortal mansion, will send their ministers and messengers to travel the world, contact all parties, and conspire together when the fate of the human race reaches a critical point!

Among the three emperors, Fuxi, the emperor's saint, was the most active.

In the great catastrophe of the conferred gods, there will be a shot, enlightening the golden immortals, and helping those in distress.

The reason is that this holy emperor is not just a human holy emperor.

It is also the holy king of the demon race!

He is the elder brother of the sage Nuwa Niangniang.

Therefore, the demon clan also have their blessings and are often cared for by them.

Zhen Yuanzi just thought about it carefully, and then ordered: "Please send the letter from the Holy Emperor, please come in!"

"Yes!" The disciple bowed respectfully, and after a while, he came to his teacher with a golden book and jade page, and offered it with both hands.

Zhen Yuanzi stood up solemnly, respectfully took the handwritten letter from the Holy Emperor, and then bowed his hands in the direction of Huoyun Cave: "Pindao respectfully heard the will of the Holy Emperor!"

Fire Cloud Cave Three Holy Emperors.

It is an existence that is also holy but not holy, close to holy.

In a sense, they are the heritage of the human race.

Just like the two demon emperors of the demon clan and the twelve ancestor witches of the witch clan!

Zhen Yuanzi had to be respected.

After praying, he got up and opened the golden book and jade page in his hand.

Then I saw tadpole-like inscriptions appearing one by one from the jade page, and in Zhen Yuanzi's immortal eyes, they slowly turned into a congenital gossip, evolving infinitely.

In the ear, there seems to be a great moral voice of the Holy Emperor slowly saying: "Qian benefits!"

The sound of Germany is vague, like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, moving people's hearts.

The hexagrams on the jade pages flow slowly.

Zhen Yuanzi swallowed.

"This is..." he thought: "Holy Emperor Fuxi is beating me!"

Qian benefited!
The last sentence is full of damage!
It is connected together: This is the way of heaven!

"Tian Dao..." Zhen Yuanzi lowered his head: "Is it Zixiao Palace?!"

"Holy Emperor Fuxi, what did you see?!"

But there is one thing that Zhen Yuanzi is sure of.

That is……

Emperor Fuxi, the Three Realms of Virtue and Benefit, blessed all beings.

Hetu Luoshu in his hand is a treasure of heaven and earth.

In the past, this treasure helped the sages of the Supreme Being, enlightened the human race, and enlightened the light of moral civilization. Therefore, it became a treasure of merit and virtue. It can evolve cause and effect, calculate the three realms, and even glimpse the source of cause and effect.

Thinking of this, Zhen Yuanzi felt a whim.

He suddenly woke up: "Qian benefits...Qian benefits..."

"Kun is the ground, and Gen is the mountain..."

On the golden book and jade pages, the innate hexagrams are differentiated.

Of course Zhenyuanzi could understand these hexagrams.

The first hexagram, the sixth day of the first lunar month, a modest gentleman, use Dachuan!

The second hexagram, six two, Ming Qian!
The third hexagram, Lao Qian, the gentleman has an end!
………………

In the past years, in the Zixiao Palace, Zhen Yuanzi recalled the Deyin of Daozu when he preached.

The Taoist ancestor sitting on the futon spoke lightly about the avenue.

"Qian, Heng Ye!"

"In the middle of the day, it will be flat, and if the moon is full, it will be a loss!"

Hunyuan Fuchen swayed, and Daozu's eyes seemed to stay on him for a while at that moment.

Immediately, Zhenyuanzi was enlightened.

It's like being woken up by a slap in the face.

But it doesn't seem to feel anything.

Cause and effect are vague, the secret of heaven is obscure, indescribable, indescribable.

This feels familiar!

Very very familiar!
Zhen Yuanzi thought about it, yes...that's the feeling...that year when the Taoist ancestors were separated in the Zixiao Palace.

At that time, Sanqing was already sitting, and Emperor Wa got a futon early and sat in front of Daozu.

In front of the Taoist throne, four of the six futons are already owned by people.

The remaining two, each with destiny.

Therefore, the heroes are all staring at each other.

The demon master Kunpeng took the lead and sat on the fifth futon.

The old friend Hongyun was ignorant, and by chance, he sat on the sixth futon.

For a while, the heaven and the earth are on the opposite side, yin and yang are restless, and cause and effect run wild.

"Fellow Daoist!" The pale-faced and thin-faced Zhunti Daoist walked to Hongyun's side: "This seat is destined for me...I wonder if you can give in?!"

It was that time, that moment.

Zhen Yuanzi's feeling is the same as it is now.

Seems to have caught something, but nothing.

At that moment, at this moment!
Zhen Yuanzi suddenly felt his scalp tingling, goose bumps spread all over his body, and a mouthful of painstaking effort hovered in his throat, almost about to spurt out.

(End of this chapter)