After smiling lightly, the emperor said softly: "Xiao Ming, don't be resentful, let me ask you, do you know what the Tao of your cultivation is?"

Hearing this question, he was stunned for a moment, when he chose the Tao on the original Tongxuan Road, the first few of his encounters could be called by name, but in the end, the gray-robed man he chose, he didn't know what kind of Tao it was, and he still remembered what the gray-robed man said when he left: "I am the Tao, not the Tao." ”

"Master, actually, I don't know what the path I am practicing, although I can use the path of snow, the path of thunder, and so on, but I also know that my path is not these. ”

"Your word is the way, and it is not the way. ”

In just a few words, the emperor grabbed Wu Ming's heart, this sentence is the same as what the gray robe said at the beginning, so it seems that the question in his heart for so long should be answered here by the emperor, and he was anxious in his heart, so he hurriedly asked the emperor: "Master, my Tao was also said to me like this at the beginning, do you know what my Tao is?"

"Hahaha, as the old saying goes, the avenue is fifty, and the sky is forty-nine, so do you know, what is the one that is missing?"

"I don't know, but I also ask the master to solve my doubts. ”

The emperor stretched out his hand to stroke his white beard, and then said: "The avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, and one of them is for change." If the number of the avenues is regarded as the seats, and the avenues themselves are regarded as the monks sitting on the seats, if all the seats are located on the monks, then everything in the world will be constant and there will be no room for development.

And now that there is a lack of one of the avenues, forty-nine monks come to sit in these fifty seats, and there is mobility, so that the whole world begins to become colorful, and people are born different, born independent, and the Tao you are practicing now is the empty seat in the fifty avenues, so it is said that the path you practice is the way and not the way. ”

Although the emperor had explained very patiently, Wu Ming still listened in a fog, one moment said that his cultivation was one of the avenues, and the next time he said that it was just a vacant seat, he could only humbly ask for advice, and continued to ask: "Master, the disciple still doesn't understand much, so what is the way I am practicing now? What direction should I go to practice?"

"Xiao Ming, sometimes they say that you are smart, and sometimes they think you are dull, what you are practicing now is the path of change in the void, why is there only fifty at the beginning of the Great Dao, and the Tianyan is forty-nine? Because the remaining three thousand Heavenly Dao, six thousand earth Dao, and nine thousand human Dao are all because of the existence of this vacant space, and the remaining Dao Forty-nine flows and derives, that is, if you practice this Dao, then the Dao that exists in the world, as long as you can perceive it, then you can use it, do you understand?"

When Wu Ming heard this, he finally realized that he could use so many kinds of Dao, it turned out that the Dao of his cultivation was not fixed, he was one of the independent Dao, but it could also be one of all the Dao that existed in the world.

"Master, the disciple understands, but this path contains a lot, how should the disciple practice? Could it be said that you have to practice all the ways in the world? ”

"Cultivating the Tao is actually cultivating one's own body, breaking through the innate time of seeking the Tao, in fact, it is to show one's own heart in front of oneself, infinitely magnify one aspect of yourself, and then determine the direction of your future development, so it doesn't matter what the Tao you are cultivating, the important thing is that you have to see yourself clearly, what kind of Tao you want to practice.

You are different from others, others only have one chance to choose, and you have countless opportunities to choose, Xiao Ming, see your own heart clearly, find what you want, that is your way. ”

One step out, Wu Ming has stood on the top of the Baizhang Snow Mountain, in front of him is a cliff, snow-capped, the emperor stands beside him, looking at the majestic snow-capped mountains that stretch for countless miles, his heart is full of pride.

The emperor held his hand tightly, even if there was a cliff in front of him, he still stepped out steadily, and the feeling of weightlessness followed, and he couldn't use any spiritual power in his falling body, just when he thought he was about to die, the scenery in front of him changed again, it was on the Dikun Peak, and the small wooden house in the distance stood in the wind.

One step further, it was in a void space, ruins and broken walls, a desolation, this was a free trial after the space was broken, and the familiar palace in the distance was still quietly suspended there, but I don't know if Xiaoyaozi is still in it.

The next step is the wasteland, here, the strong man Long Shao, who was in a hurry, was once the most solid backing in his heart, but it was a pity that when facing the strong man of Tongxuan in the grassland, he didn't have time to call out Long Shao's name, and he was almost killed directly.

Another step, is the Si Kou family, where there is its first disciple, and there is also a woman who he owes, and he can protect her for the rest of his life, but he can't give any promises.

Next, before taking charge of the elder brother's dormitory, the disciple of Qianyuanzong was still in a hurry, he stood for a long time, and still did not wait for a little girl with a double ponytail to come to him in a bouncing manner, and pulled out a dagger to duel with him.

In the cave on the cliff of the Beast Forest, Niu Mu and his belongings when he lived here were covered with dust, as if no one could set foot here after he left, and the big pit that he first used to explode from the Spirit Gathering Star was still in the forest not far away, where a three-eyed snake-tailed tiger was buried.

Mo Shang grassland, the war is approaching, it is rare to see deserted civilians living here, the little girl Mu Yun doesn't know if she has found her relatives, Weiyang has not fought for the position of the king of people, will she be punished when she goes back, and the little tent, the old woman......

Unexpectedly, this step still came here, the snow in the sky slowly fell, in front of him were covered with snow tombs, on the wooden tombstones, the name of the tomb owner was no longer clear, snow-white flags, snow-white tombs, snow-white trees, snow-white snow, he thought he could control himself, but when he stepped on this land, he couldn't help but kneel in front of the tomb, crying silently.

The wind rose, the wind and snow surged, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already arrived at a lake, the old man who had changed by the emperor was holding the boat at the bow of the boat, the huge lake, only their leaf boat, the lake was surrounded by woods, and the farther place was the snow-capped mountains, and there were birds from time to time with a soft cry, quiet and far-reaching.

Most of the time, we have to repeat a boring activity, and we also need to endure wind and sun, lightning and thunder, scorching heat and winter, in order to reach our destination, difficult to move forward.

The world is hard, but why are so many people unwilling to give up, still working hard to move forward, obviously as long as they jump, they can see the hardships in front of them. ”

The emperor put down the bamboo pole supporting the boat in his hand, slowly walked to Wu Ming and sat down, pointed his finger to the distance, and slowly rowed in front of him, and then said: "The beautiful scenery on the other side, the birds crying lightly along the way and the people walking with you, maybe you only glance at them when you look at them, but that glance is enough to support us through countless boring times."

Xiao Ming, there are too many things buried in your heart, this world has brought you too much suffering, maybe you don't want to share it with others, maybe you think it will affect others, so far, maybe only Niu Mou is the only one who can understand all of you.

But in this world, it's not just suffering, the scenery around you is so good, the people around you are so good, you have to take a few more looks, don't wait to miss it, regret it if you lose it, cultivate your own mind, if you can't see your own heart, how can you go to cultivate?"

That day was a long time, Wu Ming lay on the boat for a long time, the wind passed, the clouds passed, the birds passed, and he asked the emperor in a low voice: "Master, what is the strongest cultivation method in this world? What is the strongest martial art in this world? You are an omniscient emperor, you must know it, right?"

The emperor smiled, and then said: "There is a sword saint in the empire, the strongest blow is called Killing the Sky, the sword qi is three thousand miles, as soon as this sword comes out, the heavens and the earth will lose color, do you think this martial art is strong?"

"Heaven and earth have lost color, this sword is probably the strongest sword in the Fog Ming Realm, of course it is strong. ”

"But this style of killing the sky, in fact, is only the most basic sword drawing technique for those who practice swords, as long as it is a monk who practices swords, everyone can use this type of martial arts, but unfortunately he is the only one, he can use the power of heaven and earth, and therefore got the name of the sword saint. ”

The emperor's words made Wu Ming unbelievable, let alone a person who practiced swords, even if he was a monk who did not specialize in sword practice, he would use it, but the power of the sword qi in the emperor's mouth was three thousand miles, and the heaven and earth were discolored, and he didn't dare to imagine it.

He is now a monk in the Returning Yuan Realm, and "Returning to the Dead" is also a sword drawing technique, but after his sword qi is used, it is already the limit to be able to hold on to about three miles, if it is three thousand miles, what kind of situation will it be?

"Martial arts and exercises are divided into levels, not according to their power, but according to the difficulty of their cultivation, maybe there will be a gap when they are just practiced, but when the level of comprehension is the same, there is not much difference.

What really determines the strength of the exercises and martial arts is the comprehension of the Dao, the deeper your comprehension, the stronger the power, especially when the rice is cultivated to a certain point, in fact, most of the martial arts are not used, as long as the Dao you comprehend is deep enough, even if it is just a simple wave of the hand, it will have a strong power. ”

Wu Ming has been practicing for so long, this is the first time he knows the true meaning of cultivation, cultivation is the way of cultivation, and the way of cultivation is the cultivation of one's own body, and seeing oneself clearly is the way of one's own cultivation.