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How can I deceive my teachers and destroy my ancestors?

How could I have deceived my ancestors thirty years ago? At that time, I was not yet born.

Looking at the blue sky and white clouds, Zhang Jue's tears dried up.

There are two mes? Who I was thirty years ago, and who I am thirty years later?

How could there be two mes? So who am I, and am I still me?

Countless questions filled his mind, and he slowly immersed himself. Thinking carefully about all the details, from the time I went down the mountain, I remembered all the scenes, the real vision, the real touch, the real feeling, everything was real.

But now, Zhang Jue is completely stunned, and he can't tell the truth from the fake. Which ones existed and which ones didn't.

The words of Shou Siqi Portal told him that all the chaos is actually the appearance, guard your heart, to grasp the truth, everything will surface.

Zhang Jue closed his eyes for a long time.

Empathy, hypothetical examples, Zhang Jue starts from everyone's point of view, thinking about this matter one by one, trying one by one, if I were him, how would I look at this matter.

There is no doubt that this is a bureau. Maybe it's really a game set by yourself, maybe it's someone else's 9999, but one thing is sure that you are a chess piece.

The authorities are obsessed.

There are two mysteries in this game, who is the old man in the underworld who talks to himself? Why would he do those things to himself?

Who am I? Which one is the real me? Who I am now, or who I used to be? Is there really two mes, is there really the one who used to be?

Is it messy? No mess.

All kinds of experiences in the underworld. Now it's time to put it aside and look at it as not necessarily true.

There are really only the above two, as long as the truth of these two is revealed. All things will be revealed.

If you can't think of the truth of these two, then you can make hypothetical reasoning. This reasoning requires deducing the purpose of these mysteries, that is, the purpose of the person who laid them out.

Guiguzi clarified the whole world, and there is a saying in Buddhist thought that 'Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform'. Taoist thought expounds the four words "hold the yuan and keep one"

These thoughts actually have only one meaning, and everything has its cause and effect. Don't look at any cluttered appearances, put aside the ugly or good surfaces, and hold on to the hidden truth.

Zhang Jue imagines. If everything is true, then there really are two selves, and I have to figure out what the purpose of 'me' is.

And if everything is fake, then someone has set up this game. Locked himself inside. So what is his purpose?

Two purposes. One true and one false, there is no other choice.

This is the gateway to Shousi, the road to simplicity.

has been on the illusion for a long time, but he has no clue, but now Zhang Jue has become much sharper.

From now on, you don't have to trust your eyes anymore, what you see now may not be true. Don't trust memories anymore. What is remembered is not necessarily true.

Walking to the classroom, he stared intently at the row of bloody words on the wall. muttered to himself:

"Full of merit? Alone ever since? So if there really is me thirty years ago, it is after the merits are full, and I returned to the path of the ancestors? Why wait until the merits are full? If you destroy the Patriarch Dao, can you go to serve as Yama Luojun? No, it's contradictory, and it's been alone again. There's a sense of freedom here. Could it be that the patriarch's path is evil and binds 'me', and I can only be free if I destroy the patriarch's way? ”

Zhang Jue couldn't figure this out, it was very contradictory.

"Why should I pursue freedom? The patriarch doesn't have too many constraints, he pays attention to the nature of Taoism, and he is open-minded, so there is no need to restrain me. And there's no need for me to destroy the Patriarch Dao. ”

Zhang Jue gently touched the blood-colored handwriting with his fingers, his eyes suddenly widened, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

Feeling the smooth touch of my fingertips, I felt as if I had grasped something in my heart.

hurriedly ran to the joint burial tomb where the patriarch Dao was buried, took out the gentleman's sword, and quickly dug open the tomb.

"If that's the case, then my previous guess is false! That one is false, and I'll know what's true. ”

Talking to himself in a hurry, Zhang Jue dragged out the corpses one by one, placed them in a row, squatted on the ground and began to carefully inspect each corpse, counting the numbers while checking.

"The number is right, the patriarch is full of doors. All teachers and brethren. ”

With a mutter, Zhang Jue kept checking all parts of each body, and after a long time, he reburied the corpse.

At this point, he can be sure of one thing.

There were no injuries on all the corpses, as if they had died suddenly, just like the deceased in Zhangjia Village described by Master Sanbunzi.

Zhang Jue looked at the bones, and the vertebrae of the bones were not black, which was obviously not poisoned.

Zhang Jue frowned tightly and muttered, "No scars? Not poisoning? But to die en masse at the same time? That's something I can't do. Although my teachers and brothers did not have the right mind, the things they could learn were the same, I just had more eyes than them. If I hadn't turned on my Divine Vision, I wouldn't have been able to kill them all in an instant. And once you open your eyes, it is impossible to leave a corpse. ”

"Under the silence of God's eyes, nothing exists. And if I summon thunder and kill people with the power of heaven and earth, the corpse will have scars, which is unavoidable, but every corpse has no scars. Then their death, in an instant, all the souls were scattered! ”

Zhang Jue's voice became louder and louder, and in the end, he almost roared.

Instantly scatter everyone's souls without hurting the body, can Zhang Jue do it? Can't do it. Unless it's a prepared sneak attack.

And everyone gathered together with weapons, which clearly knew that there was an enemy attack, which could already negate the sneak attack. With so many people gathered together to counterattack, can he still take their lives without hurting their bodies? Impossible, simply impossible.

Even if it were possible, breaking the soul without hurting the body was a way to go in the opposite direction. If it were him, so many people would get together, and none of them would be able to survive if they were subdued together, so it would be simple and trouble-free. Why do you have to scatter their spirits? It's simply not possible.

Then there is only one possibility for such an explanation, the people who kill them are different from them, and they kill people without destroying the force. With one move and one style, you can instantly destroy them and scatter their souls. Only with such a strong strength will this move be used.

And can you do it yourself? Can't do it.

The merits are full, but they can only be still **mortals, and only when they are crowned officials in the underworld can they have this kind of strength. In this case, it is not 'me' who killed them at all, let alone 'me' thirty years ago. But the people of the underworld!

Through a line of words, through the corpse, Zhang Jue's mind suddenly became clear, and he had already grasped the loopholes and fundamentals of the matter. The opportunity is on that line of blood.

Human blood is not a pigment and has a peculiarity. It's an attempt that everyone will ignore, at first glance it looks bright red, but over time, the blood turns dark brown.

Therefore, the mystery of thirty years may not exist at all! There is no time at all!

Everything is an illusion!

Zhang Jue walked to the blood character, calmly and even buckled down with his fingernails, but saw that the wall was still blood, permeable blood.

How familiar is this blood letter?

When she was in Zhixing Middle School, didn't Lin Yun also leave this kind of blood character? It can't be wiped off, it can't be washed, unless the wall is torn down. But of course, it wasn't Lin Yun who destroyed the ancestor Dao, she was a ghost, and she was not tolerated by the world, and Huang Banyun could kill her at will. It's even more Mo Zushi's person. A hundred of hers, they didn't dare to come to the patriarch's way to spread wild.

Zhang Jue thought for a moment and muttered:

"I don't have the ability to write this kind of blood words, this kind of blood words can only be written by people who have mana, I don't have mana, I can only take advantage of the situation. Thirty years ago, I would not have left such words. So the purpose of the person who left this line should be to mislead me deeply, right? He was afraid that it would take me more than ten years to return to the ancestral master's way, so he used the word blood. I'm afraid that the years will encroach, and I'm afraid that this line of words will be corroded, so I deliberately let me read it! ”

After saying that, Zhang Jue sneered suddenly: "What a deep calculation." So what is your purpose? ”

Thirty years ago, the 'I' didn't exist.

'I' destroyed the Patriarch's Tao and doesn't exist.

His heart was suddenly clear, Zhang Jue took a deep breath, accepted the gentleman's sword, and turned around and left with a calm face.

This revenge will be avenged!! (To be continued.) )