Chapter 1116 Again and Again and Again, Two and No More

Dao Yi said with a smile: "You are self-aware."

The old man also smiled faintly, "I really didn't expect that you, a sloppy little Taoist, would be able to be on an equal footing with me one day."

"On an equal footing," Daoyi pouted, "It's really not easy for you, an old immortal who is high up, to say such a thing."

The old man took the wine bottle from Dao Yi and took a sip, "It's just that Dao is not the same, I have never regarded myself as a high immortal."

"You've drunk?" said he gestured to the bottle.

The old man frowned, "What's wrong?"

"Hey, I have a habit of drinking, I like to drink and spit out half a mouthful."

"You"!" A trace of anger appeared on the face of the old man of the fairy wind bones, as disgusting as eating a fly.

"Hahaha," Daoyi laughed, "Just kidding, can't you even make jokes at such an age?"

The old man's face softened a little, and he said lightly: "The Tao is natural, nature is the purest, cleanest, and most holy, I really can't understand how a person like you stepped into the extreme realm."

Daoyi smiled and asked, "What do you think is nature?"

"Nature is the way of heaven, and the way of heaven is nature. Nature has four seasons, eight wildernesses, space, time, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, cloudy and sunny days, it dominates the world, above all living beings, knows good and evil, judges the people, and maintains the operation of heaven and earth. Since ancient times, all living beings have been in awe of it, and only by obeying nature can we get close to nature, and only by worshiping nature can we obtain the recognition of heaven and achieve a realm beyond ordinary people."

"No, no. Daoyi shook his head.

"What's wrong?" the old man looked at Daoyi in a daze.

"Whether it's nature or the way of heaven, that's the name people give it, and I can also call it shit, shit. If no one exists, it's not even shit, shit."

The old man's brows furrowed slightly, "No matter what you call it, whether anyone exists or not, it's there."

Daoyi sighed, "Old guy, you are bent on chasing the so-called heavenly principles, and your human desires are getting weaker and weaker, and in the end, you may not even have a human taste, so may I ask you are still human, what is the point of your life."

Daoyi took a sip of wine, and then said: "No matter what a person pursues, he must first be a person, and since he is a person, then he will be in the world

Everything is created by man, just as this wine is made by man, it is made by man, it is made for man to drink, can it naturally make wine, can it drink wine"?

The old man lowered his head and pondered, his thoughts were a little confused, if someone else said these words, he could have ignored them, or slapped them to death, because in his opinion, others were not qualified to say these words. But Dao Yi is different, since he can step into the Qi Transformation Realm, then there must be some kind of truth in his words, otherwise how could he step into this realm at a young age.

"I cultivate the way of heaven, and you cultivate the way of humanity."

Daoyi smiled, stretched out his hand and patted the old man's shoulder gently, "Humanity is the avenue, otherwise how can I step into the realm of transforming qi."

The old man sighed, his brows furrowed into a heap, "Although I don't admit your claim, you did it."

"Old fellow, I know what you're thinking, people's hearts are unclean, so it's hard to get the Great Dao. But the human heart is a more complex thing than the way of heaven, and it is also the most worthy of study. Avoiding people's hearts and chasing the way of heaven is actually escaping the complexity of people's hearts, and being able to chase the road more single-mindedly. In fact, the avenue is in the heart."

The old man turned his head and looked at Dao Yi in a daze, "Where did you get these truths from?"

"A friend who has read a few broken books, you've seen it".

The old man lowered his head in contemplation and recalled carefully, "Oh, I remember, there seems to be a thin young man with you at that time, who seems to be surnamed Lu."

"It seems that you have a good memory, a stranger who has only met once or twice, after sixty years, can still remember what his surname is."

The old man raised his head slightly, "Although he looks inconspicuous, he has a special temperament on his body, which is unforgettable, and." The old man paused, "He looks a little like an old man." He was silent for a moment, "Especially those eyes, they are so similar, I still remember them."

"What old man?" Daoyi asked with a grin, his mouth full of yellow teeth, and the smell of smoke and the fragrance were indistinguishable.

"It's all old things, so don't mention it." The old man shook his head slightly.

Dao Yi pursed his mouth, "Looking at you like this, you must have done something sorry for others."

The old man frowned unconsciously, and asked, "What about others?"

"Dead".

"Dead?" said the old man, with an expression on his face that couldn't tell whether it was an accident, a regret, or a lightheartedness

, I almost forgot that sixty years have passed, and a weak scholar is almost at the end of his life."

"Old fellow, do you really not know what is happening now, or are you deliberately pretending to be confused".

The old man shook his head, "I don't know, I don't want to know, if it weren't for those uncompetitive descendants begging me, I really don't want to pay attention."

Dao glanced at the beads and turned, "Old guy, we have known each other for sixty years, and I still don't know who you are, such as what is your name and surname"?

The old man squinted at Daoyi and smiled, "It's just a code name."

Dao Yi pursed his lips, "Look at you, what else did you say just now that the Dao is natural, natural and pure, and I'm worried that I will check your details"?

The old man did not speak, and was silent for a moment, "When this matter is over, I plan to travel to the world to see what you mean by 、、、、humanity."

Before he finished speaking, a majestic internal force suddenly hit his shoulder.

"You, despicable," the old man's breath exploded abruptly.

At the same time, a dirty palm slapped over.

The old man flipped his hand against it, but it was still half a beat slower, and the internal qi was still halfway through, and the palm of his hand pushed his palm forward with continuous internal energy, until the back of his hand hit his chest hard.

With the two of them as the center, the wind is loud, whirring, and rolling up the dust.

The two figures abruptly separated, exited seven or eight meters at the same time, and landed on the walls on both sides of the roof.

The old man's face was pale, and his hair was flying.

Dao raised his head and took a sip of wine, and shook his head again and again, "Hey, it is said that eating a trench will grow a wisdom, you are so old, and you don't have a long memory."

The breath in the old man's chest was disordered, and the two colors alternated between red and white, and after a long time, he sighed helplessly, "I can still stop you with this little injury."

Daoyi stood on the wall, his greasy and tattered robe fluttering in the wind, and there was no longer a hippie smile on his face, and his whole temperament changed drastically.

"For the sake of what you instructed me back then, these two times can be regarded as returning this affection, and again and again, and the next time the poor road will no longer show mercy."

The old man shook his head, "People's hearts are really ugly, next time, the old man will not fall for you again."