Chapter 42: Zixiao Palace: Zhou Cheng preached
Zhou Cheng took all the disciples back to Qingqiu Mountain and instructed Kong Xuandao: "In your spare time of cultivation, take care of the human race, and within five hundred years, if there is a strong man, no matter who it is, he will be killed." "The human race is so weak, but Zhou Cheng can't bear it. Although he doesn't want to interfere too much in the wonderful evolution path of the human race itself, the necessary support is still necessary, although under the way of heaven, the human race should be happy, but if it is too sad, he can't bear it. What's more, the dispute between the luck of the sect will surely plague the human race for thousands of years, and the human race will also be miserable, and it will be repeatedly conspired and calculated by the saints, and it is not even as good as ants.
After Zhou Cheng finished his order, he also retreated to the Tao, but this incident of the human race greatly touched his Dao machine. He was originally a person of later generations, although he only had a short life of a few decades, but he was afraid that the wonderful life of this god could not be compared. Although thousands of years have passed since he was reborn, the experience of his past life has not been forgotten. I am fortunate to be reborn and immortal, and I have come to the era of chaos, no matter what my fate is under the heavens, I have to have a goal of being a man after all. Saint, saint, although immortal and immortal, but is really the life he Zhou Cheng wants? Sectarian luck, the saint's face is destined to be all his future life? Although the disciples are loved by him, this will be all his feelings?
He is different, Zhou Cheng understands deeply. If he is really like an ordinary saint and does more blank and useless disputes, then what is the difference between this saint and that mortal. It's just that under the saints, all living beings are ants, and under the way of heaven, the saints steal life. The saints do not die, and the thieves do not stop. The saint is not only a common name for the thief of heaven and earth, but also the most hypocritical existence in heaven and earth. Hypocrisy refers to being relative to mortals. The great thieves in heaven and earth were all done by these saints. The great thief does not steal money and things, but he does the deceitful thing, but he despises the common people. The reason is very simple, just like everyone in later generations chasing stars. If you know the idol you have always worshipped, and only treat you like a pig and a dog, under the atmosphere of remorse, I am afraid that there is only helplessness. The human race is already weak, why is it destined to be bullied and played with by the strong? I have also been indignant about that chess piece, and under the perception of Heavenly Dao.
The saints are like this, but I am not worried about the destiny of heaven. Even if I lose that face, I will eventually protect the human race. Zhou Cheng thought with emotion, what is the use of a saint in an immeasurable calamity, no disaster, no difficulty? There is no ideal, no goal, only fighting for face, using all things in heaven and earth as puppets, is it really the way of a saint? I'm afraid it's not as good as the walking dead. Zhou Cheng's Tao is the way of affection, not the pursuit of affection, but already having affection, if you are too forgetful, let the damn other saints do it, I want to have a good time. My goal will ultimately be to protect the Terrans from the dirt of the saints. I think that Mr. Hongjun is also a sentient way, not to take heaven and earth as a dog, but to take heaven and earth as the sustenance of the Tao. In the end, he sacrificed himself to protect the heavens and the earth. He also gradually understood what Nuwa said, Zhou Cheng gained the Tao, and between gains and losses, he also understood half of it.
Ninety-eight years before and after Zhou Cheng's retreat, under the traction of heaven, the position of a saint is only one step away, and the opportunity for enlightenment has been found, and only the last step is missing. Zhou Cheng thought carefully about his own situation, including what Hongjun said before, but he also faintly had eyebrows, I am afraid that the problem is really in the creation of **. Earlier, because I didn't create the upper part of the **, I couldn't comprehend it, and I fell astray, and I had an obsession with the great avenue in my heart. After Hongjun gave the Jade Disc of Creation, he couldn't comprehend it because he had already fallen astray, and overnight. He is like the lost lamb, who, though he sees the way home, has been lost for a long time, and cannot return. If you really slowly comprehend it completely, solve the confusion in your heart, and the obsession of the Great Dao, I am afraid that it will be immeasurable. Hongjun is only comprehending the first half of the ** of creation. I have to comprehend the whole, three words, difficult, difficult, difficult.
In desperation, he had no choice but to go to Zixiao Palace, but to ask for some good fortune.
In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun saw Zhou Cheng who was kneeling down below, just like when he divided the treasure last time, with a faint smile on his face.
"Teacher, disciple is stupid. Although he was blessed by his teacher and was awarded the Jade Disc of Creation, the opportunity of the Great Dao was still slim and unsearchable, although it was only across the shore, it was a hatred that could not be crossed. ”
"Zhou Cheng, you acted in the previous human race, comprehended the heavenly opportunity, and retreated for 98 years, and you have already succeeded, and your sanctification is imminent. You were born in chaos, but you came first, and then I came. The chaos chapter is also **, not under my Hongjun**. Hongjun paused, "You have ever hated so late to become holy!" ”
"I don't dare to hate, the things in the world, the extreme is the opposite, and the prosperity must decline. The great god of Pangu is so powerful that he also died to open the sky, but he gained a lot and lost a lot. Senior Sister Nuwa said, I have attained enlightenment, between gains and losses, and the disciples also understand that they should refer to two gains and two losses.
Once favored by the avenue, early chaos is given, and God bestows **; Under the throne of the second Taoist ancestor, the holy position was hand-picked. If you miss it, you will lose it in the heavens of the Great Road, and you will not be able to become holy for a long time; The second loss is the queen..."
Hongjun smiled and nodded: "All the saints under my sect, you are the first." Now that you know the time of heaven and understand the heavens, enlightenment is imminent. Ninety-nine numbers, Zhou Cheng got the way. After saying that, he closed his eyes and wandered away.
Zhou Cheng looked clear, and then sat on the futon, waiting for the number of ninety-nine to be completed.
"Zhou Cheng, if you don't preach yet, when will you wait." Hongjun Huo had to open his Dao eyes, and his gaze was essentially like electricity towards Zhou Cheng, and he was immediately awakened by excitement.
"Please also ask the teacher to help." Zhou Chengyi arched his hand and said.
Hongjun raised his hand and pointed at Zhou Cheng with one point, only to see a chaotic-colored air mass coming out of Zhou Cheng's eyebrows, stopping in the air out of thin air, churning endlessly. A chaotic aura that seemed to be born, like to be destroyed, like a Dao, and like a mystery shot out.
"Zhou Cheng, this thing is now restored to its roots and has achieved a creation artifact. If you don't have this obsession in your heart, when you can be sanctified, you can make a good living in the future, and when you can use it. Creation **, after all, it is fate with you, but you still have to wait. Hongjun pointed to the chaotic air mass, and the air mass instantly solidified and turned into a jade jian, on which there were four ancient seal characters: Creation and Transformation Yujian
Zhou Cheng held the Creation Jade in his hand and sighed inexplicably. This thing left his own primordial spirit, only to feel that if there was less than ten thousand burdens, his heart was suddenly clear, the avenue was extremely clear, and the chaos chapter also automatically appeared in his mind, tumbling, repeating the [sage chapter] again and again, smiling slightly, hundreds of millions of years of penance, success.
In Zixiao Palace, a burst of breath surged, and Zhou Chengdao's illusory body flickered several times, but it was finally condensed. Then a cyan lotus platform appeared, holding Zhou Cheng up, floating in the air, it was the thirty-six rank chaotic green lotus that gave birth to him. At this time, Zhou Cheng's face did not change much, his expression was charitable and loyal, but he was a little more indifferent. Holding a crutch in his right hand, it was the branch of the chaotic fruit tree, which he had refined with the help of the opportunity of sanctification. In his left hand, he carried an antique long sword, but it was a mixed yuan sword that was good at sensing the realm and used flexibly. Zhou Cheng's appearance is not much different from Hongjun, wearing a cyan robe and a pair of plain cloud boots, which is extremely simple. However, it seems to be much more low-key than Hongjun, which makes people feel as if they don't like fighting. After that, the obscene incarnation can no longer be used, otherwise it will be disrespectful and not beautiful.
"The disciple is finally sanctified, and the teacher is gracious." Zhou Cheng received the lotus platform, mixed yuan sword and other things, faced Hongjun, bowed to the ground with both hands, bowed respectfully, and bowed three times.
"Very good, very good." Hongjun didn't say much, and disappeared into nothingness. Seeing this, Zhou Cheng also left Zixiao Palace and went back to Qingqiu Mountain.
Nuwa, who was meditating in the Wa Palace, suddenly opened her eyes, pursed her lips and smiled, and closed her eyes again. Zhou Cheng preached this time, the flood famine did not induce, first, the strength is enough, and the induction of heaven is not strong; The second is that the place of preaching is the Zixiao Palace, which is located thirty-three days away, and there is Hongjun Town. Therefore, except for Nuwa, who was already a saint, felt something, the other quasi-saints only felt that the heavens were in turmoil, and they couldn't grasp the essentials even after calculating them.
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