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Chapter 48 The heart of the demon, the way to seek the Tao (please recommend, please collect)
In the distance, Yang Mei was bidding farewell to Yang Hui, while Che Ji stood aside.

"Fellow Daoist Yang Mei said you have a great fortune, what kind of fortune?" Doumu asked subconsciously with some doubts.

"Don't say it, don't say it." Ye Ang pointed upwards lightly, and once he said something, it was entered into the record of the secret, and the consciousness transmission was not allowed.

"Yang Mei, this guy obviously doesn't know anything, but he just has some guesses in his heart, so he has to come and try it out, it's really annoying." Ye Ang curled his lips, expressing contempt for Yang Mei's behavior.

However, he also got a lot of useful information from Yang Mei.

First of all, Yang Mei was able to take Xiao Yang back and move directly to Doumu Dao Palace, which shows that his name of the space god and demon is not for nothing, this Ye Ang is really incomparable to others.

When Ye Ang was teleporting in space, he couldn't avoid the obstacles of the Tiangang layer for the time being.

The second point is that Yang Mei still has some back cards in the chaos. It seems that everyone is a hero and sees the same thing.

The third point is that my heart demon is really different from other gods and demons, doing whatever I want, doing whatever I want, and not being affected by my realm?Does it mean that other gods and demons will be affected by the realm, and can't do whatever they want like themselves?
After sending Yang Mei away, Ye Ang and Doumu Yuanjun took Xiao Yang back, passed through the sky, and went straight to Buzhou Mountains.

Mount Buzhou is Pangu's spine, and its main peak is shrouded in a mysterious time and space. The entire Pangu's spine exudes a terrifying pressure of will, which becomes stronger as it goes up!
This is the coercion of a strong Daoluo realm, and Ye Ang naturally did not dare to forcibly attack. Although the peak of Buzhou Mountain is not much lower than Doumu Dao Palace, neither of them intends to go directly to the top of Buzhou Mountain.

Buzhou Mountain is the ancestor of Wanshan Mountain, and the Wandao Mountain Range stretches out from the foot of Buzhou Mountain, which is magnificent.

Ye Ang and Doumu Yuanjun walked slowly on the wet grass, and the dew and dust could not contaminate them. Xiao Yanghui rode on the back of Chu Yu, commanding Chu Ji to run around with great momentum, while she smiled happily .

At this time, it is the fourth calamity after the opening of the sky, the sky and the stars have not wavered, the sun and the moon hang high in the sky, there is no rise and fall, naturally there is no day and night, and there is no change of seasons.

The beginning of prehistoric times, the first transformation of all kinds, coincides with the puffing and puffing of vegetation, the water vapor in the mountains has not yet dissipated, the mist is hazy, and the mountains have their own beautiful scenery.

"gorgeous……"

Doumu Yuanjun said leisurely that she lived in Tiangong for many years and was used to seeing the lonely stars. This kind of scene made her intoxicated. Ye Ang also thought it was very good. The scenery is very good.

"Yuan Jun, are you able to do whatever you want? According to fellow Taoist Yang Mei, it seems that I am the only one who is not affected by the realm, and can do whatever I want and do as I like?" Ye Ang took the opportunity to ask.

"Naturally, everything has influence. A body of cultivation is not only a proof of Dao protection, but also a self-shackle. Since I am added, of course it has influence. Otherwise, I would not enter the Palace of Freedom just to take the last step." Doumu Yuan Jun smiled slightly, picked a fruit from the tree beside him, and handed it to Ye Ang.

Ye Ang took the fruit and ate it directly. Doumu Yuanjun's way of good fortune is still there. Since she gave the fruit, there is no problem.

"What about you now?"

"It can only be said that a layer of shackles have been shed, and it is not to say that you can do whatever you want." Doumu Yuanjun picked two more fruits, and she washed away the dust with incomparably exquisite magic power. A fruit bites lightly.

"Actually, since the chaos, the only ones who can really do whatever they want without being affected by the shackles are you and Pangu." Doumu ate the fruit, nodded with satisfaction, and handed the remaining one to Ye Ang.

"It's quite sweet, try it."

Ye Ang didn't say that he had just eaten one, and took another bite after taking it, um, it was really delicious.

"Actually, for many of our creatures, spiritual practice is about a process of actively putting on the shackles and then working hard to untie the shackles." Doumu Yuanjun looked at the tens of billions of kilometers of Pangu's spine. The distance is getting closer. I really can't tell it's the spine, it's like a wall, infinitely high, infinitely wide, infinitely thick!Only by being far enough away can one know that this is the Pangu spine.

For the weak creatures under Buzhou Mountain, they may live under the shadow of a wall all their lives.

"As for what was harvested during this process, I'm afraid only Pan Gu knows."

"What about me?" Ye Ang was rather unconvinced.

"You are born with it, so you can't tell it yourself. When you understand it thoroughly, maybe you will be in the realm of Pangu." Doumu Yuanjun felt a little funny, why didn't he see the demon in his heart before? Like to be competitive.

"What exactly does this impact look like?"

"Hmm..." Yuan Jun pondered slightly, his beautiful face showed a thoughtful look, and he said after a while: "Can you have an equal dialogue with a practitioner who refines Qi and transforms God?"

"Of course no problem." Ye Ang said without hesitation, even with the ladies and sisters in the big city, the juniors who just entered the university, and the researchers in the laboratory who have no power to restrain them, he can treat them equally and chat with relish , I don't think there is anything wrong.

"But we can't do it, at most it seems to be done on the surface." Yuan Jun looked into the distance, Xiao Yang turned back and handed the picked fruit to the mouth of Chu Yu, who swallowed it in one gulp and continued with satisfaction Run to the next fruit tree.

"The reason why Yang Hui was able to have such a happy time with Chu Yu is that their cultivation bases are similar."

Ye Ang was noncommittal, "Why are you influenced like this?"

"Is it possible to pursue the Tao with a weak body?" Yuan Jun didn't answer directly, but asked instead.

"Actually, it's also possible." Ye Ang thought thoughtfully.

"But what if other seekers come to forcibly take the fruit of the Tao?"

Ye Ang fell silent.

"Thus, Taoist practitioners must have the certificate of protecting the Tao, so as to ensure that the fruit of the Tao is not lost. The more Tao they gain, the stronger the certificate of protecting the Tao must be." Doumu Yuanjun came to the half-meter-high stone Next to him, Ye Ang waved his hand to wipe away the dust.

Doumu sat down with a smile, and Ye Ang naturally sat beside her.

"Our practice requires both cultivation of the Tao and the Dharma. This method is the proof of seeking the Dharma; supernatural powers and spells, all kinds of means, and tyrannical strength. Without these, it may be difficult to seek the Dharma."

"The more we practice, the more we can't tell the difference between the Tao and the Dharma. Which one is more important, maybe both are important." Yuan Jun rested his head gently on Ye Ang's shoulder, "As we get closer to the Tao, the Tao tells us that it It is very important, as the mana becomes stronger, the mana also tells us that mana is very important, but "I" is less and less important."

"Tao and law are all important, but I am alone!" Ye Ang patted her shoulder lightly, inexplicably thinking in his heart, is this for ordinary people, that is: the brain tells you that the brain is the most important organ of the human body?
"That's why you ventured into the Nine-Layer Heart Palace in order to get rid of some shackles and increase the proportion of yourself?"

"Um…"

Doumu Yuanjun responded slightly, and Ye Ang waited for her next words. Unexpectedly, after a while, he heard the sound of even breathing.

Doumu Yuanjun actually fell asleep on his shoulder!
(End of this chapter)