Jiangye: I am the immortal of this world

Chapter 68: A big dream, the master asks his heart, and the real person looks on!
South of Chang'an, under the mountains.

The scorching sun is high, and the ice hidden in the curling pots of the nobles has been replaced six or seven times. But your Majesty won't leave, who dares to leave?

The nobles and purples in the hall were sweating profusely, but the big family of His Majesty did not suffer from the heat.

Those adults who have nephews and nephews at home, who are studying in the art department of the academy, seem to be smiling at the moment.

Even without the invasion of the heat, he frequently teases his colleagues, saying that the cool breeze can calm the mind and that the heat will not disturb the mind.

The professors of the academy stood under the scorching sun without saying a word.

Yan Se in the stands was really sweating, and her right eyelid kept twitching.

Half an hour ago, when the academy teachers Yan Longqing, Ning Que, and Jiang Chun fell asleep in the mountains, Yan Se already knew that this was asking questions.

Ning Que is not as good as Long Qing and Jiang Chun in terms of cultivation!
But the spring rain was torrential that night, Ning Que killed dozens of people in the Spring Breeze Pavilion, and he was a frontier soldier, so few people can match his firmness of heart!
Yan Se tried hard to look towards the mountain, using the method of a magic talisman master, the clouds and mists on the mountain had dissipated, and the winding mountain road could be seen faintly, but Yan Se didn't see anything.

The clouds and mists in the mountains dissipated, and it was very quiet, but Yan Se's heart was disturbed by the matter of accepting disciples.
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Inside the mountain, on the barren slope a hundred steps away from the top of the mountain, the three of them lay down on the ground in an orderly manner, and fell asleep peacefully.

The expressions of the three people changed from time to time, as if they had experienced some great horror.

Under the tree on the top of the mountain, the master fell asleep, and no one dared to disturb the pot of 30-year-old Jiujiang Double Steam.

Along the mouth of the pot, it was sprinkled on the soil on the top of the mountain, and the aroma of the wine dissipated with the breeze, and it disappeared without a trace.

The heart remains the same, the dream remains the same!
In that big dream, the thick darkness of night had already covered the sky.

Covering the sky full of stars, the reflected starlight, the world fell into darkness.

But this night failed to cover up the clear light surrounding Chen Xuanyang's divine form.

In the dim light, Chen Xuan's appearance appeared in this big dream.

Those who come here to watch the opening ceremony of the second floor may know that there is a questioning array in the academy, but they don't know that it is the Master who asked the heart.

This summer, the second floor is open!

No one knows that the master asks the heart, and no one knows that the real man is watching.

Under the night, there is no bright moon hanging high in the sky, only the Dharma image of the real person standing under the sky.

The master in a black burqa stood on the boulder, looked up at the clear light lingering under the sky, smiled slightly and said: "You came up the mountain to enter the second floor. He is just watching, so naturally there is no need for him to go." select."

"A true cultivator who is hard to get out of the Taoist sect for ten thousand years will not enter the second floor!"

The master continued: "Ning Que, it's already dark. This is the world of Pluto, and it's also the world of Haotian. You have to make a choice."

Many years ago, he was on the back mountain, watching the birth of this young man, and he was born to know it.

He watched General Xuanwei's mansion being ransacked, watched Ning Que clumsily kill the housekeeper and the young master in the storybook.

Watching Ning Que leave the capital step by step, watching Ning Que survive in the vast Min Mountains, and kill horse thieves in the wasteland.

Ning Que is really similar to his junior, but when he thinks about it carefully, Ning Que is Ning Que, and his junior is his junior.

Ning Que roared full of resentment: "Why should I choose, why do you want me to choose!"

"If I don't choose, will the world be destroyed?"

He didn't know why, this old man wanted him to choose, so couldn't this old man choose by himself?
The master stroked his beard and smiled: "Eternal night is coming, no one can escape, Ning Que has no choice but to choose."

"It's rare for a true cultivator to come out of the Taoist sect to watch the ceremony. Ning Que, tell me your choice!"

The night is deep, only a ray of light, dim and clear, illuminates this big dream.

Ning Que was struggling in the night, struggling in this big dream, and suddenly the master looked outside this big dream.

The little maid who sees nothing about the formation behind the mountain, holds a big black umbrella, and walks slowly on the mountain road.

The master saw a glimpse of the thick night, a corner of the eternal night, walking among the mountains.

Then it changed, in this big dream, the wind roared under the night, and the wind and sand blown up drowned the starlight.

But it was hard to drown, Chen Xuan's Yangshen's appearance was hazy with clear light, and then Chen Xuan walked slowly.

Blossoming clear lotus flowers bloomed at Chen Xuan's feet. After the lotus shadow disappeared all the way, Chen Xuan had already landed on the ground.

Standing hundreds of feet away from the master standing on the boulder, there is a hidden meaning of opposition.

At this time, Ning Que finally saw clearly, who is the God-man in the sky that day?
The suspected fellow Taipingdao Chen Xuan was able to enter here.

"Why should I choose? There are tall men like you in this world, so there is no need for me to choose."

"If the sky falls, it will naturally be held up by tall people like you."

"You can't stand it anymore, that's your business, anyway, I will die behind you."

"After that year, I never saw the light. I killed a lot of people and chopped a lot of firewood."

"I picked up a big black umbrella under the tree. Sangsang's face is black. I belong to the darkness, but my heart is toward the light."

"He has been a true cultivator of Taoism for thousands of years. Why doesn't he choose? Why should I, a cultivator who has no confusion, choose?"

"All I do is to survive, so there is nothing wrong with it!"

"I don't care about your opinions or your choices. I just want to live and live with Sangsang."

Ning Que roared like crazy, venting his dissatisfaction from the past and present life.

Venting the tragic death of his parents, venting the suffering of more than ten years, and venting the darkness he has seen.

The wind and sand were still there, and Ning Que, who fell into madness, rolled in the wind and sand, and Ning Que lay on the ground.

Ten fingers of both hands were inserted into the ground, blood overflowed, and the whistling wind and sand passed by, Ning Que stopped firmly in place.

The dragon and phoenix seal between Chen Xuan's eyebrows was passed down endlessly. Chen Xuan looked at the tall master and said, "It was a big dream, and I asked about the rise and fall of the world. Master can be the teacher of all ages!"

"Being in the dark, walking in the dark, and turning your heart to the light, is it the light?"

"In a single thought, ask the existence of all things in the world, ask for the importance of the crown, and whether it can last?"

"Eternal night is coming, and the children of Pluto are living in the world. What should we do? Will he be able to decide?"

Dao, the law is natural, the law is called, and imitated.

The academy insisted on being strong for reason and courtesy, but Chen Xuan did not agree with such a reasoning.

He also saw that dark and thin maidservant walking between the mountain roads with a big black umbrella in her hand.

Standing on the boulder, the Master looked at Ning Que and said, "Chen Daoyou, what Ning Que asked is exactly what I wanted to ask."

"I'm just a weed on the eaves, swaying in the wind."

"Eternal Night has fallen, so how should Chen Daoyou choose?"

"This is a question in the world, not just me!"

(End of this chapter)