Standing in the valley, Zhang Daoran and Hengkong fell into deep thought.

The formation space was destroyed in an instant, and the formation space within a radius of hundreds of miles disappeared. The valley has become an environment no different from other places, and as the sun sets, Zhang Daoran's mind always echoes those words: "The rules of heaven and earth, the gods do not exist." The formation world should not exist in the world, and it is difficult for the red dust cultivation path to establish in the immortal path. Enlightenment is ultimately illusory, who in the world can live forever? Immortals are not the most leisurely, and cultivation is just an empty ......"

"Didn't the Queen Mother of the West say earlier that she has been cultivating for thousands of years and has ascended to the divine realm?"

Zhang Daoran couldn't understand for a while, who left these words, which was obviously different from the voice of the Queen Mother of the West before. It is because of his own cultivation and failure to reach the realm of immortality, or because he has seen through the essence of immortality, that he will say these words.

"Is it because the rules have changed that the gods don't exist? How can the path of enlightenment be illusory, isn't the poor path now condensed the soul of the earth? The path of cultivation is ultimately empty, and the poor path must also be pursued to see if immortality exists, instead of being influenced by these losers and giving up their dreams. ”

The imbalance of the Dao heart for a short time instantly regained calm.

Turning around, looking at the face that was a little hideous, a trace of black mist, and the constant sky emanating from the heavenly spirit, Zhang Daoran was slightly stunned: "Go crazy?"

"Phew!"

Standing in front of Hengkong, Zhang Daoran shouted. The sound was like a thunderbolt, echoing back and forth in the valley.

"Fellow Daoist, why bother with the words of a person who has failed on the path of cultivation and affected the Dao Heart?" Zhang Daoran now guessed that this was not a Yaochi Wonderland at all, but a dojo for those who failed on the path. What qualifications does a loser on the path of seeking immortality have?

Hengkong's face calmed down, and after a long time, he opened his eyes and sighed: "Decades of cultivation have almost destroyed ...... in one fell swoop."

With a kind of loneliness on his face: "This is the remark of the loser on the road, and is the poor road another loser on the road?" Compared with this loser, the poor road may be far inferior to ......."

Cracks have appeared in the Dao heart of Hengkong, questioning the immortal life. If the Dao Heart is not corrected, I am afraid that it will be difficult to make progress in this lifetime. Hengkong was already at an ancient age, and when he entered the realm of human souls decades ago, it was difficult to advance an inch. If there is no firm Dao heart, these decades of hard work will be in vain.

On the path of cultivation, no one knows who will become a successful person and who will become a loser. And all of this requires a tenacious Dao heart. Failure is inevitable, but if you are afraid, don't embark on the path of monasticism.

"Without the guidance of our predecessors, the path of seeking the Tao is cut off. It is a road full of thorns, or there is no road. Daoists may fall halfway, and poor people may fall halfway. Maybe there is a smooth road ahead, a piece of light. Before we fall down and become outright failures, you and I, as cultivators, should not question our longevity. ”

When the Dao heart is out of balance, there is a crack, and others can't help it, so they can only rely on themselves to make up for this crack and let the unbalanced Dao heart return to balance.

Sitting cross-legged, Zhang Daoran sighed helplessly: "Poor Dao, just help Taoist friends, whether it can work or not, poor Dao doesn't know." ”

"It's a good way, it's a very good way. The name is famous, and the name is very ......."

"Huang Tingjing" has an indescribable effect. The imbalance of the mind of the constant empty Dao, explaining the Tao Sutra is the last resort.

Hengkong was stunned for a moment, and the heart that had fallen into darkness was born in the darkness at the moment when Zhang Daoran spoke. This light is like a sharp blade that scatters the darkness. A red sun rises, the darkness is dispelled, and the heavens and the earth are bright.

The red sun, as it rises, slowly becomes blazing, and the red turns white, dazzling very brightly.

Hengkong felt that there was no road in the future, and in an instant, a floating and ethereal road appeared in front of him. The road stretches into the distance and has no end. And where Hengkong stands, the road that floats in the air, there are cracks.

I couldn't help but take a step, my mind cleared, and my heart became empty. A trace of comprehension appeared in my heart: "The loser is the stepping stone of the successful person's experience and the coordinates on the way forward." Now that you have failed here, you have a chance to succeed by going around and moving forward. ”

"If you see a loser, just give up the road ahead, doomed to failure!"

"Cultivating the Tao is not going against the heavens, the heart of the Tao is pure and the desire is empty. There is only an infinite path in the heart, and only then can you look at it from afar, and it is the ...... of immortality."

"Click......

There seemed to be a crack in the soul, and a vague figure separated from the human soul. With the appearance of this vague figure, Hengkong felt as if he had melted heaven and earth. A trace of the Taoist scriptures that were difficult to understand before were solved at this time. The Tao method that is difficult to comprehend seems to come easily.

The valley was originally lifeless, but with Zhang Daoran's preaching, it was full of life. Ants come out of their burrows, snakes and rats gather. The flying eagles with two divine horses in the air hovered in the air, and finally landed in front of Zhang Daoran, prostrate on the ground. Zhang Daoran also fell into a state of chaos. Hengkong Dao's heart was unbalanced, and Zhang Daoran was also confused for a moment. At this time, reciting the Tao Te Ching, an unprecedented realization appeared in my heart.

The valley was quiet, and an antelope slowly climbed down the cliff and crouched in the distance. A bright moon rose in the sky, emitting a soft light, and a pair of green eyes shone in the dark night.

A giant python several times thicker and longer than the big dragon, with two meat bags on its head, lay on the ground.

Starlight, like a searchlight, shone towards the valley.

In the haze, an illusory figure appeared from the earth: "You are a martyr for the poor Dao, help the poor Dao to escape, and the formation space is bad because of you." Failure on the road of poor road, only obsession in the world is left, and it is time to disperse......"

The illusory figure turned into a little starlight and melted into the earth. In the valley, eighteen points of light of different colors converged, and they did not enter Zhang Daoran's figure: "It is a gift for you, following the path of my generation of cultivators, and the path that has not been completed......"

"Maybe one day, when you reach that state, you will realize what immortality is and what eternity is......"

The voice echoed in the valley and emerged in the sea of Zhang Daoran's knowledge. And Zhang Daoran's consciousness was chaotic at this time, and he didn't realize it.

After Zhang Daoran finished reciting the "Tao Te Ching", he almost subconsciously recited the "Yuqing Fu Zheng", five exchanged Taoist scriptures, and recited back and forth. The aura in the valley is pulled, condensed in the valley, and enters the dense living beings around it.

From dusk, to the next morning. When Zhang Daoran opened his eyes, he was slightly stunned.

Snakes and rats, ants, flying insects, birds and beasts, I don't know how to enter this valley, densely packed with no less than thousands.

Seeing Zhang Daoran open his eyes, there was a trace of confusion in the eyes of these creatures. Turning his head blankly, he didn't show his ferocity as the food he needed to hunt before.

"Animals still have spiritual intentions when they listen to the Tao, how can there be no eternity for my generation of cultivators?" Hengkong also opened his eyes, the essence in his eyes flashed, and he bowed deeply to Zhang Daoran: "Disciple Hengkong, thank you for preaching!"

Overnight, the earth soul was generated, the realm was improved, the longevity was greatly increased, and the immortality was further advanced. Hengkong performed half a disciple salute. At the moment when the Dao heart was out of balance, it was Zhang Daoran who let Hengkong realize the Dao and let Hengkong make up for the cracks in the Dao heart.

The grace of reinvention is nothing more than that.

Seeing this short-term imbalance in the food chain, and then seeing that Hengkong had made a new breakthrough, Zhang Daoran smiled slightly, and his Dao heart bloomed with a trace of light: "Immortality is in the heart, cultivation is eternal! Fellow Daoist, poor Daoist regards you as a friend, why should Daoist friend be obsessed?"

"Rumble..."

In just an instant, the food chain became unbalanced, and the surrounding creatures suddenly dispersed. The big python, the two eagles, lay on the ground and did not move.

Zhang Daoran suddenly exclaimed: "When did the poor Dao overspend the soul?"