What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 391 The Growth of Xu Ji

Return to the Xianshan Cave Mansion above Mount Lu.

Xu Ji stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the peak of Nalu Mountain.

He has seen the mountain countless times.

But this time, something different appeared from Xu Ji's perspective.

A mountain is still a mountain.

But mountains are not mountains either!

Just like this fairy mountain where he is now.

In the fairy mountain, the spiritual vein surged, and the fairy light from the nine heavens fell down one by one, being guided by the spiritual vein.

This fairy mountain is not a mountain!
Xu Ji stretched out his hand, grabbed the stones on the fairy mountain, and brushed the grass and trees.

The touch is real, it really exists.

However, Xu Ji understands that it is not a mountain.

Just something that fits the concept of 'mountain', the shape of a mountain, the description of a mountain.

Just like aura and incense.

It is also the same as Yin Yang and Five Elements.

"When you see mountains, they are mountains; when you see water, they are water..."

"Looking at mountains is not mountains, looking at water is not water..."

"A mountain is still a mountain, and water is still water!"

Xu Ji thought of this philosophical question on Blue Star.

It is said that it was the words of an eminent monk in the Song Dynasty.

He remembered again, the famous story about the Sixth Patriarch of Zen Buddhism on Blue Star.

It's not the movement of the flag, nor the movement of the wind, but the movement of the heart!

So, he has understood!
The golden wheel at the back of the head swayed, and the mathematical clock began to spin.

It fell into Xu Ji's hands happily.

Xu Ji looked at it and smiled.

"So I moved!"

"good!"

It does!

The mathematical clock moves because of him, and Taoism also rises because of him.

He already understood the existence form of the old god.

Seeing a mountain as a mountain is the first priority.

Looking at the mountain is not a mountain, it is the second level.

Whether it is a mountain or a mountain, it is the third level!
And the old immortal is on the fourth floor, or even higher realm.

Landscapes are all fake!
The landscape is also true!
Need it to be false, it is false.

Need it to be true, it is true!
Do whatever you want, supernatural powers care about one heart!
The world is all up to me!

Therefore, if someone asks the old god, is it the wind or the banner?

The old god's answer is probably beyond imagination!

It's a pity that the old god is an old god, and Xu Ji can only be regarded as half of him.

The truth is understood, but the realm has not been reached.

Although the mana is there, it has not been studied clearly.

Good thing...

"As long as I stay in this world long enough, sooner or later I will be like the old god!"

Thinking of this, Xu Ji sat down cross-legged, and slapped the soapy black Excalibur.

A piece of green lotus emerged, and his mind sank into it.

Continue to enter the ancient memory of the old god.

In that ancient palace.

In the ears, the sound of preaching came slowly.

Xu Ji immersed himself in it and began to comprehend it.

On the other hand, with a slight shake of the mathematical clock in his hand, the magic weapon fell out.

Xu Ji stretched out his hand and said to him, "How is your penitence letter?"

The Fabao man staggered, and when he saw Xu Ji, he knelt down and kowtowed tremblingly: "The sage master, my disciple has written some... Please read it!"

As he spoke, he presented a thick stack of white paper.

Xu Ji grabbed it, threw the magic weapon back to the mathematical clock, and continued to suppress it.

And he turned over the blank papers and began to read.

After experiencing an epiphany, Xu Ji has learned to multi-task, and even let his thoughts divide into different places like in the myth.

Therefore, not only can he comprehend the Taoism handed down by the old gods and enter the Taoist Palace in the ancient memory, but he can also ask others in reality.

Although it is a little immature, it is not smooth, and it is inevitable to be disturbed.

However, he has already embarked on the right path and slowly got used to it.

Xu Ji looked at the things written by the magic weapon in his hand, and at the same time accepted various feelings from the thoughts and perceptions of the green lotus. Different thoughts and feelings came one after another.

This made him dazed for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "This is a bit like the feeling I used to use multiple mobile phones to open a vest to brush a copy!"

It does!

This feeling is almost the same!
At least, for him now, that is the case.

"Then it's okay to open another trumpet, right?"

So, Xu Ji came up with another thought and fled to the distance.

He looked at the Pu battlefield in that city.

Feeling the picture sent back from Chengpu, Xu Ji let out a chuckle: "It's true!"

So, this night, Xu Ji was happily experimenting and researching this brand-new ability on the fairy mountain of Lushan Mountain.

He soon discovered that it was really like hanging up.

There is no need to worry about the idea of ​​splitting up.

What you see and hear is like a mirror, directly reflected and remembered in your heart.

All feelings, all knowledge, are as if they are on the scene.

……

Yuxu Palace disappeared into the world again.

The Kunlun Mountains are still covered with snow.

However, the Yuanshi sage who was sitting in Yuxu Palace had a slightly angry face.

"Evil obstacle! Evil obstacle!" The saint's Taoist heart was tumbling.

What Mangshan saw just now made Yuanshi sage's Dao heart, for the first time in countless thousands of years, appear the emotion called 'anger'.

Last time, the saint was so angry.

It was still the time when the Emperor Huiyuan was born, the Emperor was ignorant and did not respect the decree of the saint.

It's just that Guang Chengzi can't move now.

His behavior in Mang Mountain was in accordance with the will of God.

The sky calls Zhou to perish, Zhou must perish!

"Zong Zhou's luck has been swallowed up by Guang Chengzi. If this happens, won't it ruin my plan?" The saint thought unhappily.

The reincarnation of Boyi Kao is to combine the luck of the two weeks, connect the past and the next, and open the way of Taoism.

Now, the Zhou King's Yin Tomb and everything in Mang Mountain will be swallowed by Guang Chengzi.

In this way, it means that everything about Zong Zhou will collapse quickly.

Ritual collapse and music decay, I am afraid that within a few years, the stage of decay will be skipped and directly enter the final outcome.

The emperor does not exist, and the princes are kings.

The chessboard is faintly moving towards the direction of breaking free from control and restraint.

Although, this is already within the sage's calculations-the human race is fickle by nature, selfish, greedy and demanding.

Individuals are easy to control, but groups cannot be controlled.

With the high pressure of the late Xiahou clan, it was still uncontrollable.

Now, if the saint doesn't end, how can he let the human race obediently enter the urn?
However, letting the chessboard collapse so early, everything is out of control.

This still surprised the Yuanshi sage.

He knew that there must be a huge behind-the-scenes manipulator who secretly opposed his calculations.

"Taishang or Tongtian?" The sage was thinking.

"Just now, I wanted to see Lu Di, but I suddenly caught a glimpse of Guang Chengzi's plot..." The saint twitched his fingers.

"Someone must have interfered with me!" He naturally knew this was the case.

But the question is, who interfered and disturbed his judgment?

Babel?Or is it too high?
or……

Is it because Heaven doesn't want him to see the current situation of Lu State?
"The way of heaven?" Yuanshi sage murmured.

He naturally understands that the way of heaven is ruthless and treats everything as a straw dog.

Including saints!

The reason is very simple. Today's six saints are all saints who were appointed by Zixiao Palace in the past when they obtained the majestic purple energy.

Rather than being like the Dao ancestor, with one knife and one gun, he defeated, killed and suppressed the demon ancestor head-on, and thus proved the saint.

Naturally, compete with each other.

Therefore, what the Taoist ancestor can do, the Six Sages cannot.

What's more, today's Dao of Heaven, in a sense, is actually Dao Patriarch!
The way of heaven is ruthless, but Zixiao Palace may not be ruthless!
"In order to protect the little apprentice..."

"Are you willing to do such a thing?"

"Or..." Yuanshi sage thought: "You really handed over the mantle and orthodoxy to Tongtian? You even think that Tongtian can help you escape?!"

(End of this chapter)