The indescribable Taoist Lord

This strange passage of Taoism and principles was intertwined and surging, bit by bit, the whole story was pieced together. Even Xu Jianshan Cave Xu Zun was disturbed by this chaotic raving and chanting, and was so disturbed that he could not restrain himself.

"How could...how could it be possible..."

Xu Jianshan's originally thin and solemn face finally showed a trace of fear. He pointed at Xu Huaijin and took a few steps back, looking a little panicked.

He didn't want to believe it, let alone couldn't believe it, but after hearing these words, the feeling in his heart grew more than a little stronger. The Tao and reason that wanted to engulf him were so narrow that the truth revealed was So true.

"Why? Why on earth is this!

Could it be that it was also a lie that the Holy Master killed evil spirits, brought peace to the Immortal Tang Dynasty, and saved hundreds of millions of living beings? Or is it also false to say that the Holy Master saved Jianshan? Everything the Holy Master said and did was a huge scam from beginning to end? ! "

Xu Jianshan has been following this rule for hundreds of years. However, when he suddenly looked back, he found that the rule did not exist in the first place. He had just created an illusory clay doll, including the top and bottom of Taihaotian, Wang Xuan, and Zeng Shengren. , Li Shaobai...

They are all relying on this illusory clay doll to live, and even the principles and things taught in Chang'an School have become a big joke.

"Come to the point...don't you understand?

The greatest tragedy of Chang'an School is not the mountain or the things in the mountain, nor the truth or falsehood of the teachings taught. We can even ignore whether the teachings are right or wrong.

On the contrary, the achievements of the sage Shou Yongzi and myself were not fabricated and fabricated. How could a gentleman lie?

How many people we have saved and how many things we have done are all seen by future generations. We did not say anything more, and even added many modest words.

But the more this happens, the less likely we are to end well. Jianshan, a disease can be cured in a private school, and a country can be brought into peace if it is ill, but what about the Immortal Tang Shenxia who is ill? Where are the thirty-six immortals who are sick and the seventy-two fruits?

I'm sick...where is the whole Zhongtian? "

Xu Jianshan was silent. He naturally had no way of knowing the answer that even Shou Yongzi couldn't figure out.

"When you grow old, and the illnesses you have left behind for practicing the so-called holy way have shaved off thousands of years of your life, and you realize this truth, how can you not regret it?!"

Xu Huaijin ignored Xu Jianshan, he just widened his eyes, his cloudy eyes were bloodshot, a bit hysterical——

"The people, the common people...

Can you still save me? Do you still dare to save me? Either save yourself, or end up with a fate worse than turning into ashes. How do you choose? See the point, how do you choose? "

Xu Huaijin coughed intermittently and spoke so many words with great effort that his voice was already hoarse, and the urgency in his words was clearly visible.

Xu Jianshan thought carefully for a long time. He was also fighting between heaven and man. When the principle collapsed, his will was struggling. Xu Huaijin seemed to be giving him some chance and waited for him for a long time.

It was precisely because of this that Xu Jianshan thought for a long time before answering. His fear was finally suppressed, and he showed the character of a Chang'an school leader——

"Holy Master, Zhongtian is not sick. It is Shou Yongzi who is sick, and you...are also sick. If you were an ordinary person, if the former Sage Shou Yongzi were an ordinary person, I would agree with your words and have nothing to say.

But the former sage Shou Yongzi and you... are not only role models for all students, but also have the title of saints of literature and Taoism.

See the mountain and think that a saint will never regret. "

When he said this, he suddenly thought of a young man whose flaws in character and moral character were clearly visible, but he never covered them up. Instead, he openly allowed people to watch them. He is not a perfect gentleman, but he is lovable.

Now that he had met Xu Huaijin, he suddenly appreciated the "truth" of that young man even more. It turns out that besides the holy way of clay sculpture, there is another kind of standard in the world.

"Hahahahahaha, cough cough cough..."

Xu Huaijin was startled, coughing heavily, as if he heard something interesting.

“A saint never regrets… A good saint never regrets…

After all, you don't understand what I mean, but it doesn't matter, you will understand sooner or later.

That’s all…”

Xu Huaijin smiled weakly, and then her face darkened, as cold as frost, exactly the same as the aloofness on the face of the clay saint in the hall.

"You have been with Lao Chan for many years, and he was saved by Lao Chan himself. I wanted to give you a chance, but I didn't expect that you are as stubborn and stupid as my younger brother who is determined to inherit Chang'an School, so I can't keep you."

Seeing this, Xu Jianshan held the ruler in front of him that he had already sacrificed. The Tao around his body was intertwined, evolving into regular circles to define the Tao of Literature. Another phantom of the Literary Sage was about to solidify...

"No, the one who sees the mountain follows is not the Holy Master, the one who sees the mountain follows the holy way!"

"Noisy! The Holy Way is a scam!"

"My heart is the Tao. If you know your heart, you will know it. If you know it, you will know the sky! Master, your heart is not sure, how can you understand where the holy way is!"

Xu Jianshan shouted loudly, like Huang Zhong Da Lu, deafening and enlightening...

Even Xu Huaijin's mind was shaken by these words!

"Did you realize this by yourself?! Heresies are simply heresies that go against the way of heaven!"

"Junior taught me what Master said. When he came to my place and made arbitrary remarks, I had already reprimanded him, but I think he was right at the moment."

Xu Jianshan stabilized his mind and tried his best to respond. A master's robe moved in the wind, like pines and cypresses, like green bamboos. An inexplicable spiritual light link was connected far away, and he didn't know where to scatter. However, because of his heavy cultivation, Generally speaking, the gain brought by this spiritual light was very small, so not only Xu Huaijin, but also he himself did not notice it.

He activated his own rules and regulations, and the ruler seemed to turn into a force measuring the sky, trying to measure all things, draw up rules, and try to break out of the dark room that had been secretly imprisoned by Xu Huaijin.

"Why don't you take action? Do you want me, a rotten old man who is about to die, to help?"

At this moment, Xu Huaijin turned to look into the darkness and asked without any panic.

"Isn't it because you are chatting happily with the juniors and can't bear to interrupt... It's really strange that you humans always make excuses for the things you have already done. Xu Huaijin, do you think this is a common slang... Are you both worthy and standing?"

The short figure emerged from the dark room again, wearing exactly the robe of a saint from Chang'an School.

——It seemed to be Xu Nieyu who had left long ago.

"Didn't you already plant the divine seed into his soul? What, if he changes his mind and is willing to surrender like you, are you really going to give him a chance?"

As Xu Nieyu spoke, he aroused the strange aura that had been hidden in the spiritual breath by patting Xu Jianshan's shoulder, and the agitated Taoism suddenly became empty.

"My life is approaching, so I can't let anything go wrong. Besides, you won't allow me to keep him, right?"

After a long time, the old voice slowly sounded in the dark room.

"Hahahahaha, Xu Huaijin, Xu Huaijin, you are really hypocritical."