Super Monk

During his journey to the west, Zhao Fugui emerged and raised his perspective to the level of the spiritual light of nature. He saw that the void overlapped everywhere, and there was no distance between any two points. Only the long river of illusory time flowed quietly day and night.

In such a state, he directly "saw" the vestiges of the fall of the heaven, the damage and disappearance of the nine heavens, and the traces of the collapse of the 24 heavens, so he jumped above them, as if to rush out of the river of time and into real chaos.

When this feeling became more and more intense and real, Zhao Fugui's eyes suddenly brightened, and his vision was filled with a dense and winding fairyland. There was no sun and light in the sky, and the sea of clouds was loose and steady at his feet. It seemed that people could walk in the sky and see immortal birds, auspicious animals, spirit grass and strange flowers everywhere. They were all species that had been cut off for a long time in the world, just like the age of ancient mythology Now.

In the middle of fairyland, there is an ordinary palace, written with three words that can not be recognized but have their own meaning:

"douhu palace!"

As soon as Zhao Fugui entered this fairyland, he felt like he had nothing to rely on. It seemed that he had come to a "country" that did not recognize them.

This place has its own morality, its own rules and its own way!

"Why is Zhao Zhangjiao here?" Just as Zhao Fugui felt around and felt a little bit different, he walked out of the palace with a boy in a silver robe, smiling and arched.

King of silver horn Zhao Fugui whispered and replied with a smile:

"I've been in charge of yuxu palace for some time. I should have come to see Mr. Daode long ago, but I haven't been able to meet my elders. It's only today."

The king of silver horn said with a smile: "Mr. Zhao is so polite. The master has already given orders. If you come here, you should welcome in."

With that, he half body, make please posture.

Zhao Fugui walks with a smile. At the same time, he said, "you are the boy of the moral martial uncle. You are much older than me. I have the honor to call you elder martial brother."

The silver horn king looked a little satisfied. Well, call me elder martial brother Yinjiao to avoid confusion with elder martial brother Jinjiao. "

In the greetings, they stepped over the threshold and entered the Douli palace. Through the numerous pavilions, came to a simple and elegant layout of the room.

There is only one desk in the room, and there are several pages of gold books on the table. Behind it sits an old Taoist priest with crane hair and childlike face. In front of him is embroidered a black-and-white pattern of Taiji made of yin and yang fish. The rest are ordinary, just like ordinary people, just like the law that everyone is used to when the heaven and earth are running naturally.

Is this one of the oldest people on the other side? Moral heaven in Sanqing? Zhao Fugui restrained all kinds of emotions in his heart, saluted respectfully and said, "I'll see you, martial uncle Daode."

The old man's eyes were half open and half closed, and his voice was old and common:

"since I've met you. Then it's time to go back. "

Zhao Fugui was stunned, his thoughts turned, and he tried to open his mouth: "Uncle Daode, thank you for giving me the book of Tao Te Ching, and allowing my disciples to pass the sermon in the guise of Li Dan. Only in this way can we understand the truth, cut off the past life and the afterlife, and get rid of the control of demons and Buddhas."

It's not strange that there are so many people. Thanks can't be wrong!

At this time, the moral God opened his eyes. It's like two mirrors, reflecting the scenes of the heaven and the world. It can even distinguish the nine secluded places of the fairyland and the places of the shortcut. If you look closely, it is the black-and-white yin-yang fish, which is slowly turning, as if to generate a deep whirlpool, leading to another era, another heaven and ten thousand realms.

He spoke slowly. He asked in a low voice:

"who is Li Hong?"

Who is Li Hong? Zhao Fugui was stunned and didn't know why. All of a sudden, he had a bright idea and said with a smile:

"I'm Li Dan!"

"In that case, why thank you?" The moral God stood up and left.

Zhao Fugui didn't stop him or catch up with him. Instead, he was smiling. His five fingers of his right hand flicked the back of his left hand leisurely. It was like eating a ginseng fruit. His pores were open and smooth.

I see i see!

He got up slowly, went to the side of the case in front of the emperor, looked down, and saw that the gold book was called "Xuangong"!

These should be the legends and the later ones Zhao Fugui nodded slightly and picked it up. His divine sense penetrated into it and absorbed the contents written in chiming jade. This kind of writing is derived from Daowen, and is good at describing high-level skills. Of course, the other side of Xuangong and the rudimentary chapter of Daoguo are directly expressed by corresponding Daowen.

At this time, King Yinjiao stepped into the room and saw that Zhao Fugui was reading those pages of gold books. He was half puzzled and half puzzled and said, "when you saw this thing, you didn't just laugh and destroy it directly? Don't be afraid to disorganize your own way and take the way of others as your way? "

This is the reason why Yang Jian only left the first three chapters of Xuangong in yuxu Palace at the beginning, while "Yuanshi Jinzhang" had only a general outline, and the nine seals were based on his own exploration and understanding.

Zhao Fugui took back his divine knowledge, rubbed the Golden Book with his right hand, shook his head and said with a smile, "if I dare not face it, I will be inferior. In the beginning, the core of Jinzhang and Xuangong were to contain all things and all kinds of possibilities. If I dare not even look at other people's way and understand it, what's the difference with having a heart demon?""The stone of the mountain can be used to attack jade. As long as you keep your heart, understand your own way, and learn from him instead of him, why not?"

After that, he really laughed, put away a few pages of Golden Books, left Douli palace, returned to the real world from thirty-three days, and returned to his own Taoist field.

King Yinjiao was dazed and lost his mind. After a long time, he murmured to himself, "if you don't look, there's a reason why you don't look. If you look, there's a reason why you don't look. Who's right and who's wrong..."

Zhao Fugui's figure descended and sat on the cloud bed of the quiet room again. His eyes closed, and his red and clear jade flowed by.

If you don't practice tolerance to return to the original Jin Zhang and Xuan Gong, you really can't see the way of others.

If he had not already condensed the meaning of Wuji chaos into an illusory Avenue, he would not have dared to see the later chapters of Yang Erlang's "Xuangong" in Douli palace.

"Don't look" is a constant principle, but everything has its own special case.